Yatta, I can't believe I'm working on this fic. Before I only had two chapters and look, now I'm working on chapter five. This is so weird, but I am getting real good responses. I hardly had any reviewers before (I think I had 2) but look at my reviews (gives all the nice reviewers so far Night Plushies)
Nights Return
By: Firehedgehog
Chapter Five
Crimson eyes twinkled; a smirk lit a blue tinged face.
"Soon brother, I will force you to remember..." a dark voice whispered, laughter filled the air then stopped.
A sigh filled the air.
"Yet I am but a shadow of a memory; I no longer truly exist," the voice said, a dark chuckle followed.
"But, as long as Night becomes Nights again... my memory will go on," the voice said, then laughing the owner faded away.
***
Ranma sneezed violently, he blinked yet did not stop in his running.
His blue eyes were now a beautiful violet color and were staying that way, also unnoticed by the teen his rave hair was now a purple black color not it's usual black color. It also was becoming much more purple by the minute; in the end it would probably end up a deep purple color.
Ranma being Ranma didn't notice these changes; but by the minute he could feel something rising inside of himself.
"Damn..." Ranma said skidding to a stop, he had forgotten about the huge river that went through it.
He bit his lip and looked around for a way to cross, it was too far to leap or jump across. There wasn't even a building to use to leap from, he groaned when he couldn't even see a bridge to cross on.
"Just great," he sighed; he leapt up into a tall tree hoping he could spot a way across.
He sighed again when he saw no way across, with his luck it would take hours to find a way across.
'But by that time they'll probably be gone' he thought in desperation, he never questioned the thought of who they would be... all he knew was that he had to protect them.
/Relax... take a deep breath, you don't need a bridge to get across/ a gentle crystal like voice said in his mind, Ranma nodded not afraid of the voice. This voice he had heard before, over the years he had rationalized it as a part of his consciousness that spoke up now and then.
//Okay, how do I get across then?// he asked the other part of himself, for some reason he felt amused.
/Jump... you can do it/ the voice said, Ranma nodded and leapt from the tree... and right across the river.
As Ranma jumped he closed his eyes, because of this he never noticed that he flew across instead of actually going across his normal way... also the small sparks that flew off him.
Things were about to get a lot more interesting in Japan.
***
Two American teens walked through the streets, there pink and blue hair actually making them fit in... did you ever noticed that in these universes wacky hair colors appear. (FH coughs... focus now)
"Wow, look at that building," Claris said, Elliot could only nod. Japan was incredible, they had decided that instead of getting over jetlag they would explore... it was just so tempting.
"Wow, look a candy store... maybe they have pocky(1)," Claris said cheerfully, Elliot grinned and both ran to the store... they had heard about pocky through there anime friends and couldn't wait to try it.
What the two didn't know, was that there world was about to change... and change for the better. Mind you, they still had a lot of trouble to go through before it got better.
***
Ranma was almost to his destination, which he himself did not know when it happened.
The world seemed to warp around him and change, everything became dark and a dark energy seemed to be around this thing. Ranma felt dizzy then the world around him stopped warping, unfortunately Ranma was no where he had ever heard of before.
Finally the dizzy feeling faded, blinking he tried to figure out what had happened... and failed.
"Try all you want, you won't recognize this place," a dark voice said, Ranma spun around surprised at not sensing anyone... and also a little confused on why this voice felt familiar.
"Who are you?" Ranma asked confused, for he saw no one there where the voice had come from.
"You should know, you trapped me outside of reality for eternity... the least you could of done is remember little ol' me," the voice sneered, Ranma frowned at this. So he did know the voices owner from somewhere, at least that explained why the person felt familiar.
"What do you mean, who are you?" Ranma demanded, his beautiful violet eyes narrowed and looked around nervously. He didn't like this, if he couldn't even find the location of the voice what chance did he have of actually fighting this person.
Strangely though, Ranma didn't feel the need to fight... he just had a feeling that whatever this mess was leading to he would have to fight.
"Hmmmph... pity, I might as well give you my name... but you should know me since we came into existence at the same moment," the voice said grumpily, yet as the voice paused a name slipped from Ranma's mouth.
"Reala," he whispered, Ranma paused and his eyes opened... he knew the name... but how could he remember the name when he hadn't known it seconds ago.
"'Bout time you remembered, now we can begin," the voice sneered, the next thing Ranma knew was he was thrown across the ground of this dark strange place the wind knocked out of him.
Quickly he rolled out of the way as something slammed into the spot he had been moment ago, he sweatdropped slightly for it was a giant star... kinda looked like something he saw spinning around cartoon characters when they were out of it.
"Okay..." he drawled out, he jumped to his feet and spun to face his attacker.
Floating above the ground was a mime like creature that looked like it came from some nightmare, it had a light blue face, crimson eyes with scar like markings that went across each eye. His joker clothing were red and black with some blue, a whole creepy evil guy vibe seemed to scream off him.
"Reala, how can this be," Ranma said and he startled himself saying this, somehow his unconscious mind knew what was going on... geeze he would love to understand what was going on.
"Poor you, you survived everything... even Wiseman himself and me. But you defeated me sending me to eternal limbo; but I find that my memory of me will go on as long as someone will remember me... so I will continue to exist in some way," Rela sneered. Ranma felt a sadness dwell in font of him; an image of Reala fading away from reality came to him.
"I wish there had been another way Reala, but you wanted too much... you would of destroyed both the real world and dream world," Ranma whispered, tears sparkled in his purple eyes.
To his surprise a soft smile came Realas face, crimson eyes seemed to look off into some thought of there own.
"You've forgotten everything, but for me to survive you have to remember... I can't let this farce you call a life continue," Reala yelled his eyes now angrily flaring.
Ranma gasped, images flew across his mind. They were so confusing, so strange... they couldn't be real... he closed his eyes.
He gave a strangles gasp; as they became stronger and actually hurt, painfully he slumped to his knees holding his head. Purple strands of hair fell across his face as the images continued: then the pain seemed to fade as something wrapped around him.
Startled he opened his eyes, he found red and black garbs arms around him and he was leaning against a darkly garbed chest.
"Its okay to remember now, you have to remember now... if you don't... what you love and protect the most will be destroyed," Reala told him, Ranma sobbed as the images continued to come.
"Why are you helping me, you hate me: and everything I stand for?" he asked confused, crimson eyes peered into his violet ones.
"Because if you don't remember soon I will fade from reality; for eternity," Reala said, Ranma pulled away from Reala and noticed for the first time the figure was ghost like.
"I see," Ranma whispered, he whipped away the tears that had fallen down his face from the pain caused by the images... or should he say memories.
"What is your name, your true name," Reala demanded, Ranma smiled and not his usual one... one he hadn't smiled since he had last seen the two dreamers he watched over.
"I am Nights; a Nightmaren," he whispered, Reala smirked then started to fade away... the area started to warp around him again.
"Good, I expect you to remember that Nights. And next time I won't help, I'm evil remember," Reala said, the evil nightmaren laughed darkly.
"Maybe one day you will be free Reala, maybe things will work out next time," Night whispered, Reala snorted as Ranma/Nights returned to normal reality.
"Ahhh, what a horrid thought... only you would think of me of becoming good," Reala scoffed, Nights grinned.
"True, see you around brother," Night said, laughter followed him back to the real world.
TBC
1) Pocky- some food in Japan, a friend of mine tried it and tells me its devine (drools) -___- I want some
Next time: Holy Dreamer, Nights is back and soon he'll be totally back to his Nightmaren true form. But first he has to find Claris and Elliot, and don't forget the Nerima Wrecking Crew isn't out of the picture yet.
FH: Woe, I had writers block for this again ten look what happened... a long chappy for this fic. Hmmm... Maybe future chapters will be even longer.
R.Calumon: Not very likely, anyway thank you all for reading this far. Reala was OOC but remember Nights had to remember or Reala would be Bye Bye forever... and I think somewhere in his dark heart reala loves his brother... or at least has a soft spot.
FH: Until next time
Ja Ne