"Blimey. Why are you doing this to me!" Will said, fear rising in his voice.

"You know what you've done! You've haunted me, and caused me so much pain. You are the cause of all my problems, and you can't be allowed to exist!" Elliot said, holding a blade to Will's throat.

Will kicked him away "So…you know?" Will stopped looking scared, and then grew an evil look. "You are my natural enemy…from the moment I first saw you… I have wanted nothing more then to ruin your life." Will had a sickening smile. "But why…why do you do this to me." Elliot was so confused. "You'll find out in due time." Will ran at Elliot and kicked him to the ground.

Elliot lay on the ground. He see's a little of his blood on the ground in front of him. Elliot got back up, and tried to attack Will again.

That failed rather horribly, and Elliot was kicked to the ground yet again. "Bluey…you can't kill me that easily!" Will stood still. "BLUEY!" Elliot didn't appreciate Will's new name for him. "Can't you think of anything better then that!" Elliot screamed.

Will walked up behind Elliot, "You don't deserve anything better" Will slammed Elliot to the ground.

...no…

The sun was shining on Elliot's face. He got up, with an angry moan. Elliot was disappointed in himself. He hadn't been able to kill Will this time. He swore that next time, Will would face death.

He went to school, with a bad mood that day.

He walked into the class room and sat at the very back. He had an angry scowl on his face. The teacher talked and talked, but Elliot wasn't listening.

He was busy thinking of him. Thinking of Will, and how he was going to kill him. Will was far more powerful then he could have ever imagined. He was going to need to train himself, because he was clearly not going to be able to kill Will as he is now.

He began to violently scratch the name Will into his desk. "EDWARDS!" The teacher yelled. "What is your problem?" Elliot replied, still carving into the desk. "Were you listening to what I was saying?" The teacher stared at him angrily. "…why not?" Elliot didn't stop carving. "Well can you tell us who masterminded the Holocaust during World War 2?" The teacher had a smartass look on his face. "…Will Taylor…" Elliot had a completely serious look on his face.

"That is it! Go to the office!" The teacher was pointing Elliot out the door. Without a word, Elliot rose up, pushed the desk to the side, and stormed out of the classroom in a dramatic fashion.

Everyone was speechless…

Elliot was clearly upset. He ran through the hallways. Elliot was always a good straight A student, but today he couldn't take it. For the first time of his life, he left school early.

"Damn, I have to find Will, and find him fast." Elliot thought to himself. "What reason could he have… to drive me to such insanity? I don't know how much time I have left… this has all felt like one long nightmare." Elliot was running down the street.

Claris had taken a day off today, to take a break from her studies and spend a day with her friends. Her mom is driving all them in her car, to go see a play at Twin Seed's tower. The stoplight turned red and the car came to a screeching halt.

Claris looked out the window, and saw Elliot running down the street insanely. She felt a bad feeling in her heart. "Isn't that your insane boyfriend? I wonder what he thinks he's seeing this time." Her friend laughed. "No… I think… he really… needs my help." Claris put her hands on her heart.

A red glow illuminated from her…

Elliot was running back to his room. He lay down, and felt a kind of depression new to him. He felt absolutely alone. None of his friends understood his struggle. His true love didn't get what was wrong. His parents were clueless. Elliot felt like he had to take down Will Taylor alone.

The day faded away, and Elliot entered Nightopia.

Elliot's Nightopia now was different from ever. There was a dark, random assortment of black colors surrounding him, moving and twisting. A large field of purple grass was covering the ground, while several tall mountains of many different colors were everywhere. There were dead flowers everywhere.

Across the field, Elliot could see a figure. He squinted. At first, he assumed it was his mortal enemy, but this man was much older. He was wearing a military jumpsuit, and had a bright red headband. He waved goodbye and then faded away.

Elliot was confused, but decided to keep searching for Will. He climbed one of the mountains, and found a horrifying sight. The famous and proud Nightmaren, Jackle, now lay in front of him, dead.

"Rest in peace Jackle… your death won't go un-avenged." A single tear fell from Elliot's face. He picked up Jackle's cape, and put it on. "You know… I've always wanted this thing." Elliot walked down the mountain silently.

He passed 2 Nightopians, which just stared at him. They both looked really scared, like they have been crying for awhile. Elliot stared back at them. He could think of nothing to say, they all just stood there, as the wind howled beside them.

Elliot finally looked back at the ground and walked away.

"Oh my, what a scene, bluey!"

Elliot heard a voice that all too familiar to him. He looked to the side, and saw his most hated sight. There, standing before him with his over stylized hair blowing in the dark winds, was William Taylor.

"You… I have finally found… you…" Elliot stood there, silently. His Ideya came out and spun around him. "See my work on Jackle? Soon all the Nightmaren will be gone, and I can rule Nightopia and Nightmare myself. All I have left is NiGHTS, Puffy, Gillwing, Gulpo, Donbalon and Wizeman himself. Then this can all be mine. I'm saving you for last. You are special." Will's face had a sick smile on it.

"What did I ever do?" anger was rising within Elliot. Will looked Elliot "…Something… I can never forgive." Will started to walk away.

Elliot ran at Will, and kicked him in the head. He fell to the ground and Elliot kicked him again while he was on the ground.

"I wanted to save you for last…" Will said, being kicked on the ground. "…But it looks like…you just made that impossible." Will grabbed Elliot's leg and threw him at a wall. Elliot's blood splashed across the purple grass. "You made me do this." Will smashed Elliot into the wall over and over again.

"Time to remove you!" Will picked up Elliot bloody, beaten body and grabbed the red Ideya of Courage, and was about to tear it from Elliot, permanently removing him from Nightopia forever.

Clouds of smoke surround them both. Elliot could feel a familiar Ideya around him.

Elliot was suddenly freed of Will's violence. Someone had saved his life. He was being carried away. He could barely see a pink figure holding him, and carrying him out. "It…couldn't be…" Elliot said

They ran away safely, and stopped at the top of one of the mountains. The pink haired girl set him down softly, still holding his head. "Claris…" Elliot said. Sure enough, it was his beloved Claris Sinclair. "If Will was your problem…why didn't you just say so?" Claris smiled at her boyfriend. Elliot smiled back.

The dead flowers around them came back to life.