Chapter nine: brilliant plan

"I think I'm guna be sick,"

Reala and Nights flew back to the work site; Reala supported Nights, who looked like he was going to puke.

"Just make sure you don't get sick all over me," Reala shifted Nights' weight to make flying easier.

"Pleas don't do that again," Nights said weakly, "or I will aim for you when I throw up."

Reala landed at the edge of the work site, and Nights ran over to the river and threw up.

"Something tells me that it didn't go well," Adia walked over to Reala and Nights.

"He was with the Wizemin for about an hour, and he still came out the same as he was when he went in; besides the fact that he's sick."

"Are you O.K. Nights?" Adia called over to where Nights was doubled over on the shoreline of the river, he turned with a look of irritation on his pale face.

"Tell me you didn't just ask me that," he said weakly, then quickly turned back around and threw up again.

Adia looked away, "he must be the same because of his understanding."

"I guess," Reala said faintly.

Adia watched Nights as he washed the taste of puke from his mouth, "It must have been hard on him."

Nights looked up suddenly, "Hard," He got up and walked over to Adia furiously, "You try not screaming as you feel your brain being ripped apart!"

"I'm sorry Nights I don't know what it's like, but you shouldn't get mad at people so quickly… it's not like you," Adia bowed her head.

Nights beat his hands against his head, "We need to get rid of the Wizemin now!"

"And how are we going to do that?" Reala asked despairingly, "no one has any idea how to stop him."

"Get the visitors and my three other friends, I have a plan."

The group of friends meet in Nights' house, where Nights had been working feverishly to make a 3-D model of his plan.

"What is that," E.C. asked teasingly.

"It's a rough model made out of things I found around the house," Nights explained, he put some things down on the table with the model, "O.k. this is us."

There was: a marble, a piece of string, a thimble, a broken pencil, some stale bread and a piece of candy.

Reala laughed, "Where'd you find the candy?"

"In the bottom drawer of my night stand," Nights said.

"Isn't that my thimble," Adia picked up the thimble.

"I want to be the stale bread," Matsu said jokingly.

"No," E.C. agued, "I called it."

"When?"

"Just now."

"That isn't fare!"

"Bite me!"

"I get to be the shoe!"

Everyone looked at Will, except for Helen, who stared laughing.

"Sorry," Will said, "Monopoly joke."

Nights shook his head and began to explain his plan, "O.K., when the Wizemin calls me to have a session you'll come," he pointed at Reala, "you three should already be there," he said to E.C., Matsu, and Reginald, "Reala will be Duelized with Will and-"

"Wait," Will said, "Reala can duelize too?"

Reala nodded, then waited for Nights to continue.

"Anyway, Reala will duelize Will and I'll be with Helen, once we get into the Wizemin's chamber you three need to make sure the doors don't open again."

"O.K."

"What do I do," Adia asked.

"You need to be a distraction, get all the other Nightopians and cause an uprising, get the attention of all the Nightmaren you can."

"O.K.,"

"So tonight we need to prepare, Adia go and tell everyone what were planning to do, do you three know any more rebel Nightmaren?"

"I know some that will rebel if I tell them about our plan," E.C. said.

"Good, you're going to need all the help you can get to guard those doors."

"Will, you should get used to duelizing with Reala."

"O.K.,"

"Why is everybody still here, get going."

The group rushed out of the house to prepare for tomorrow.