A/N: This is the first chapter of NiGHTS into College. There will not be another chapter until I finish my other fanfictions, and my screenplay.
NiGHTS into College
The Magic Pickle Fairy
Chapter 1
NiGHTS had thought for a while, just sat on the air, and just thought. Many Nightopians passed by, as they stared at the purple Nigthmaren as they flew by, as they gone about their business. NiGHTS was not that happy at the moment, as she was deep into her thoughts.
Loneliness spread through the Nightmaren. Around 40 years ago, NiGHTS was a residence of a dark, scary place called "Nightmare." NiGHTS served under a great ruler named Wizeman, who wanted to destroy Nightopia, where the Nightopians lived. NiGHTS knew back then that she had to do something about the destruction of Nightopia. So she flew away…but not only did she fly away, but with the help of Perfect Dreamers, NiGHTS had defeated Wizeman a couple of times. In those days, she knew that her purpose was to protect Nightopia and the Visitors who wonder into the Night Dimension.
Although, what she mostly thought about, what if protecting Nightopia was not really her purpose? Maybe, she was meant for what she was created for: destroying the wonderful land created by Visitors. NiGHTS was mostly deprived of company, only being with Visitors for a few hours. There was also Owl, but he was no one to talk to, since he talked way too much about himself. Then the Nightopians couldn't talk at all. Who NiGHTS needed was her own kind: the Nightmaren. At the moment, NiGHTS knew that she had to do what her sibling, Reala, had begged her to do for so many years…come back to Nightmare. NiGHTS felt as though it wasn't like her to think that, but the loneness was over spreading her. She stood up, and then flew to Nightmare.
NiGHTS had never been to Nightmare by herself in 40 years. She was mostly merged with another Visitor. NiGHTS was scared of Wizeman's reaction to her decision. Wizeman was never overjoyed about anything. He was mostly an angry God of Nightmares. NiGHTS only hoped that Wizeman would be different just for that day.
***
Wizeman was surprisingly calm about the whole situation. NiGHTS didn't know whether he was glad or angry. "I have awaited your return NiGHTS."
NiGHTS wiped her forehead from relief; at least there wasn't a punishment for leaving, rebelling, helping Visitors and killing him…twice.
"But you will be punished for leaving, rebelling, helping Visitors and killing me…twice."
Shoot, NiGHTS had thought way too soon, but she stayed polite "and what would the punishment be Master?"
That was when Wizeman began to talk as much as Owl, "I have donated an immense amount of money to an institution in the Waking World, now named after me, 'Wize College' I have gained much reward from the donations, including many scholarships that I have not given away since I have began my donations. Now, NiGHTS, you will be forced to attending this institution, for one year every ten years you were gone."
"You mean four?" NiGHTS asked. Then she had thought out loud, "Well, that doesn't seem too bad, could be worse."
"Oh, but it is," Wizeman said, "Have you ever met a Visitor of that age?"
"What age do you mean exactly?" NiGHTS asked, "I know a lot of Visitors."
If Wizeman had a face, he would have smirked, "late teens to early twenties."
"Oh," NiGHTS nodded her head, although she had never met any visitors of those ages.
Wizeman gave NiGHTS a stack of papers, "This is your application; you can make up your GPA and SAT."
"What are GPA and SAT?" NiGHTS asked.
"GPA means Grade point average, what your average grade is in High School-
"I never went to High School," NiGHTS interrupted, and was quite glad that she never did, since Visitors seemed to hate that level of education. Although College seemed worse from how WIzeman spoke about it.
"I know," Wizeman said, irritated from NiGHTS' interruption, "that's why you need to make one up, let's go with…3.0."
"And what about this SIT?" NIGHTS asked.
"It's SAT, just write down, 1500," Wizeman wanted to massage his brows so much, if only he had any, "just leave, if you have any questions, don't ask me."
"Okie Doki!" NiGHTS said, she grabbed a pen and began to answer the simpler questions.
***
Reala, the other first rank nightmaren, breathed in and out, with his attempts to come into complete meditation. He was about to complete his meditating task, when he heard a high pitched squeal.
"Hi Reala!" NiGHTS yelled out.
Reala's first thought was why was NiGHTS in Nightmare AND not attacking him. Or even why NiGHTS was even saying, "hello?" Reala opened his eyes to see a golden persona mask on NiGHTS' face. Reala smiled from the sight. He smiled until NiGHTS released the question.
"What should I write my college essay on?"
Reala's smile soon turned into a confused face. Reala shot the question, "Why would you write a college essay?"
That was when NIGHTS sighed, "As you can tell, I came back, but Wizeman is punishing me by…."
"Making you go to that, 'Wize College' Wizeman always talks about?" Reala began to laugh, "That's for Visitors you know!"
There was a slight attitude in NiGHTS' voice, "I know, Wizeman told me everything about his 'institution'." There was a pause, a long and awkward pause, "so…what should I write my essay on?"
"Aren't there suggestions on these applications?" Reala asked, "I am very busy you know."
"Busy meditating?" NiGHTS asked, "Also, the suggestions are bad since I don't read books and I don't find anyone Inspirational."
"Well," Reala went back to his meditation pose, "write about Wizeman, you find him inspiring enough to come back to him."
"Well…" NiGHTS thought for a moment. NiGHTS didn't find Wizeman that inspiring, but it would have to do, "okay…"
Reala didn't really care about NiGHTS' unsureness. Reala closed his eyes then began to breathe deeply.
NiGHTS took her pen out then began to write.
***
There was a nightmaren who could have been a first rank nightmaren, but wasn't. NiGHTS liked to call him the, "1.5 rank nightmaren." Since Reala didn't want to help NiGHTS with her application, NiGHTS might as well ask, the 1.5 rank nightmaren for help. The nightmaren was named Jackle, he wasn't the best for college applications. Although Jackle was the closest nightmaren to knowing what these, "Extra Curricular Activities" were.
"Hey, Jackle," NiGHTS flew over to the orange nightmaren who was playing solitaire. "What's an extracurricular activity?"
Jackle looked up at NiGHTS, and then saw her Persona Mask, Jackle knew by the mask that NiGHTS was really asking for help. "Well NiGHTS," Jackle said gathering what he knew about Visitors, "It's like me and my cards!"
"You mean like an obsession?" NiGHTS asked.
"What? I'm not obsessed with cards!" Jackle cried out, "I just like them."
NiGHTS wrote down, "Annoying my siblings," on her application, then wrote down, "Flute."
"You also like to play with your food," Jackle suggested, "that's something."
NiGHTS knew right away that Jackle meant the Nightopians, "A-life preservation" was the next thing NiGHTS wrote down. "Thank you," NiGHTS said, then she flew away to give to application to Wizeman.
***
Frederick Denton, the leader of admissions, was excited about seeing NiGHTS' application. He had always told this mysterious: Manton Wize that he was welcome to give any student a scholarship, although for years, Manton hadn't given anyone his scholarships. When Frederick had heard that Manton had finally given someone their full scholarship, he was interested in what kind of child this "NiGHTS" was.
NiGHTS was indeed a strange name, especially when it was all capitalized except for the "I." He looked through who the parents were. The mother was deceased, and the father was Manton Wize. Fred had talked to Mr. Wize on the phone a few times, seemed like a proper man who wouldn't name their children strange names. Frederick shook his head. "I guess never judge a book by its cover."
Fred read through the essay, NiGHTS talked about her father. She wrote about how she ran away from home, which made her realize the power of her father. That just made Frederick raised an eyebrow.
The extracurricular activates weren't normal either. NiGHTS played the flute, which was the most normal thing in there although Fred had never heard of A-life, and he didn't count annoy one's siblings.
NiGHTS was average in school, almost too average. Wize College was a school for the average student, but NiGHTS was spot on average, which Fred had found strange.
Fred looked at what major that NiGHTS wanted to do, Undecided. He felt like he barely knew this girl. Besides that she once ran away from home, and that she played the flute. Interviews weren't mandatory, although he felt as though he needed one. Fred sighed, he guessed he had to accept her, it was Mr. Wize's first scholarship, and Mr. Wize might not donate any money anymore if he didn't accept her. So he put the application into the "accepted" box.
A/N: I am accepting characters who are Visitors/Dreamers/Humans for this fanfiction as atendees of Wize College. Just message me (not reveiw) with a profile of your character if you want them in this fanfiction.