Chapter 10

William's grave had not been disturbed; it hadn't even been visited since Baby had been born eighteen years ago.

Nights was confused, he was certain that that aura charge was William's.

Since there was no evidence to accuse anyone with, the lockdown ended, and everyone went back to their routines.

Nights and Elijah had decided that Friday was their day off. They sat next to a small river where they and Baby had built a damn, which had eventually collapsed, due to poor construction, on Elijah's part.

They were presently making origami birds, well at least Nights was.

"And you make another fold here, and… tada," Nights held out his paper swan, "let's see yours."

Elijah hid his and smiled sheepishly.

"Oh come on it can't be that bad," Nights held out his hand.

Elijah reluctantly gave Nights his piece of paper. Nights looked at it critically, "it looks like a mutilated monkey," he mused.

"Does not!" Elijah snatched his paper from Nights, "you will never understand true craftsmanship," he stuck out his tongue.

"You're so immature,"

"Hey, Nights,"

Nights looked up. Reala was waving to him, "come over here would you?"

Nights and Elijah went over to Reala.

"Shouldn't you be getting a check up from Teara?" Reala asked Elijah distastefully.

"Oh right, thanks for reminding me Re," Elijah ran to the Castile, "I'll see you later Nightlight, okay?"

"Okay," Nights smiled and waved Goodbye to Elijah, "I wish you would be nicer to him Re," Nights said sadly.

"Why should i?" Reala asked as they walked towards the Castile, "he tried to get rid of you."

"So did you," Nights pointed out.

"That's beside the point."

"Why?"

Reala didn't answer.

"Hey," a Starlit passing by squinted at the horizon, "who's that?"

Nights and Reala followed her gaze.

A figure, that was wearing all black, was walking towards the Castile.

"He doesn't look familiar," Nights went to fly towards the figure. Reala stopped him, "what?"

"He might be the one that locked the dream gate."

All of the 'Maren and Starlits out in front of the castile got prepared for whatever this stranger would bring.

The stranger stopped in front of them, lifted his head, and took off the sunglasses that concealed his lifeless purple blue eyes, "Hm," he surveyed the crowd, "well I have been gone a long time haven't I?"

"William," Nights whispered, filled with both joy and panic.

Matsu, without hesitation, grabbed a Sais out of Phiren's hand and shoved it into William's skull.

William shuttered and fell to the ground.

Nights' blood froze; he had just watched his son die, again.

William gasped painfully, and stood up slowly. He cracked his neck and pulled the knife out of his skull. He held it out to Matsu, "would you like to try that again?"

Everyone stood frozen, what had just happened?

"Have any of you seen my father?" William asked, holding the knife loosely in his hand, when no one answered he got angry, "Where is he?!"

"William!" Nights cried out before Reala could stop him.

William flew over, Pushed Reala out of the way, and grabbed his father by the head, "you could have stopped them you know," he whispered, "you could have stopped them from killing me, why didn't you? Hm…"

Nights said nothing.

"You wana know what it feels like to have a knife run through your brain? Do you!?" William pressed the tip of the knife into his father's forehead, "you're going to die father, because you killed me." William pressed the tip of the knife into Night's forehead until it bled, and left it there, like he had been frozen.

Nights looked up at his son. He looked conflicted, and afraid, "William?"

William tore away from his father threw the knife into the ground and flew away.

"Nights?" Reala wiped the blood from his brother's face, "are you okay?"

Nights shook his head, "I don't know, I really don't know."

Yes it's the end of another book of the Dream series saga, but of course with one ending, there is a new beginning. So we'll just have to sit and wait to see what happens next, (I'm so exited!)