NiGHTS: Birth of New Dreams
I do not own any of the NiGHTS characters, places, or anything related to NiGHTS into dreams which belong to SEGA or…SEEEGAAAAA. However…Their personalities, I'm not so keen on as I have only watched playthroughs, played the first NiGHTS into dreams, and watched stuff of NiGHTS journey of dreams I think it was. So they will most likely be out of character and the story will be non-canon-ish and other things. This is the first time I'm writing a fic for NiGHTS (not my first time writing a fic) and I know it won't be as good as works that I am more knowledgeable about…I'll see how well I do, not that this will be popular considering how popular Sonadow haha. Anyway, this is OC x Nights & Reala in a way. AH right and one thing about my works…They tend to be um…hah, kinda kinky sometimes, Sometimes, and if not, include dark romance and master slave and all sorts of things. Sure master slave is a generic thing but, I do my best to…do my best…at what I do best…YAOI! Don't like yaoi… WELL TOO BAD! HAHA! You'd be awfully stupid to continue reading if you don't like yaoi! Am I being mean? No! I'm just warning you of your own drawback if you happen to like reading things that piss you off!
Ok, so things to expect for this fic, the OC is based on perhaps what I'd say a fragment of myself or a fake vision of myself perhaps, but one that is also a part of my dream as if I take another form in my dreams (I seriously have some amazing dreams that I not only have control over or can see the future but…literally how there is dream world with NiGHTS, my dreams are like that where I go to some fantasy world and literally live there for a few days sometimes, if not, at least a whole day but still wake up with an 8 hour limit XD.) and that's why I'm writing this pretty much. I uh…kinda…went to nightopia…well…ok I did…of course, Nightopia isn't real or anything, it's just my imagination from what I saw in the game that came to life in a dream…don't you just love it when that happens?
Nights: Um…I think the audience is waiting to read your story.
Reala: Not a way to make a first impression Xion…
Xion: Oh come on guys, I was only-
Reala: if you would please continue…Xion….
Xion: y-…yeah -gulp- haha…of course!
"KYA! ORAAAH! ATAAAAH!" Drips of sweat flew off my limbs as I struck a punching bag like a shotgun at point blank range. My fists jammed straight into the very tough black leather bending the large body over. The tops of my feet swung the bag far into the air only to collide with another kick at full force sending it back again. With strength of one who knows no bounds to destroying a target, a street fighting martial artist, one would think they are strong enough to kill…if only killing were that simple for me, I'd be the best in class…
The sounds of a strong yes sir and feet moving shuffling about turned me to see sparring was next. Oh...shit. Reluctantly, I walked to the student without a partner…that shit became quite holy when my eyes caught the face of the most deadly student in the class. A good 20-30 years older than my adult self and smiling away as if he's going to go easy on me. That wrinkled face that stayed near emotionless…how I despised it. And that quick fighting style with punches as fast as a semi-automatic pistol and a powerful front kick like bazooka to the abdomen to top the ice cream sundae. I could already see myself flying 5 feet backwards and gasping for breath before passing out.
The fight began and this time I went for first kill charging forward with a quick straight. Oh the sweet success of seeing my fist go straight into his face, feeling the rubber glove contact with the bones and the skin jiggling and his…face shifting red and suddenly looking demonic. That certainly was not expected in the least. Sharp teeth replaced human teeth as he roared and came at me, his body becoming larger, his eyes glowing red, his muscles and body height sizing to about 150% his original size…which was slightly smaller than myself. Now I was in for it…no, I was in for a lot!
The other sparring students began to change too, shadow monsters and all sorts of other demons. "H-HEY! At least get in line in wait your tur- OOF!" A deep body blow was delivered to my stomach, I almost lost my breath, but I was so used to it already, I didn't pass out at least. After staggering about and regaining my balance, I looked up at my main opponent. "FINE! BRING IT!" I yelled angrily, my own anger making me as demonic as they were…except I didn't transform or anything…Regardless, he jumped forward straight towards his face and with a quick move, landed a flying side kick across his jaw line, only to use that opportunity for a combo. I grabbed the back of his head with my hands pulling it down towards my other leg, letting it dive right into my rising knee strike before pushing off his chest and landing. "HOW'DYA LIKE THAT!? Heh heh…heh…" I thought from such a deadly strike he would have at least fell over, but he instead rubbed his head a little and chuckled. "Th-This can't be happening…" He and the other students began to close in, adjusting their karate gi getting ready to beat the living day lights out of me perhaps till I'm bleeding to death. They removed their sparring gear…this certainly was going to be a true street fight.
Had I learned one thing from martial arts…having the power to street fight with martial arts…the power to fight for real…the power to kill…kept me from ever getting into fights. I could never get into fights with other students in high school who would try to invoke one…because I knew I wouldn't win by winning, for I would only cry tears over a brutally beaten individual, perhaps with broken limbs from akido holding techniques pushed to their limit.
I decided to run…run through the darkness that took over the gym, hoping to get away from these things that would perhaps bring me to such an end. I valued life more than anything, and I'd choose to take it into my own hands. Though, perhaps my mistake was to accept a challenge in which I could not handle…for what? What was I going to prove? That I could take on deadly monsters which I'd have no chance against? It didn't matter anymore, all that matters was living. Running as fast as I could didn't seem to help, for the demons were moving faster than a human could possibly do so. I looked forward into the darkness just hoping, hoping I'd make it somehow. It was then a light appeared off in the distance…what…was that pretty light? Was it heaven? What do you know, I must have been so scared, my soul left my body. 'Heaven here I come' I thought.
As the light devoured me, I was expecting to hear the wonderful bells and the choir of angels and clouds and sun light and all those silly things that book said about heaven…if it does exist. I was an "atheist" as many called it, but I'd always correct them and say, "I'm not any of that because I don't associate the word belief with religion" or perhaps most things nowadays. Such silly questions like "Do you believe in god? Or do you not believe in any religion or god" and all that dumb bogosity. Sure I offended people such a way to not be a part of their silly games and cliques…I was different from everyone. I was never the same to anyone and always being me. Is that so wrong? Why absolutely, for it limits you from being included in plenty of things which I shall not go on to mention. If anything, I certainly had amazing friends I could always count on. But in this case…there was no heaven…and none of my friends were there either. Instead, there was a fountain with night lamps surrounding it, trees and grass, a stone pathway, and a beautiful, starry, night sky with a full moon.
"Uhhh where am- WHERE'S MY KARATE GI!?" The quickest thing for me to notice was my gi missing from my polished body. I was so sensitive; I could even feel if something was touching my clothes or at times, disturbances in the air or people themselves, like that one t.v. series where the warriors could sense each other's ki, chi, or aura. I was dressed in a blue t-shirt with cute wings on the back and the art symbol of a wolf's head on the front, and black shorts covered down a little past my knees. It was comfortable at least but, a embarrassing enough that I blushed a little.
"Hoo, I visitor I see!" I looked up to notice a big headed owl, or just a big brown owl before me. Glasses fitted on his beak, and a red coat and blue undershirt with a purple orb gemstone on it. I couldn't help but just question the possibility of it. "…a talking owl? Really now…?" He chuckled a bit with a hoo. "Why of course. I am Owl and this is the night dimension, a dream world people journey to when they are asleep."
Now things were making sense…I was dreaming that whole time. Yet, it felt so real…there was pain and everything… The owl continued. "This is the-" A young British voice cut him right off "the dream world! Welcome dreamer!" I swear I would have died there had whomever spoke sounded different. However, I was more concerned with the fact that unlike the owl, I couldn't feel an aura before this newcomer spoke. I turned to where my senses directed me to see a purple jester in the sky. Upon looking closer, I noticed he was pretty cute too with bright blue eyes, a pink vest, a white shirt with purple and yellow triangle patterned cuffs, and what looked like pink leg warmers around his purple pant legs near his oddly shaped feat. Certainly not human by the looks of his face missing a nose and a perfectly shaped round face…that mouth seemed a little too wide also. He spoke so cheerfully, I couldn't help but smile and feel invited by his voice. "I'm Nights, what is your name?"
The jester flew down to me and around me in one circle before we came face to face. I responded. "I'm Xion. Nice to meet you Nights, Owl." I nodded to both of them before brushing a hand through my long black hair, and trying to get some of my slim bangs out of my eye sight to reveal my unnaturally red eyes. My face was quite a sight for most, especially my eyes. Had it not been bullying boys approached me for, it was most likely to ask me out on a date. Some considered me a good looking man, but, that was of no importance at the minute.
Nights held his hand out before me. "Ever wanted to fly? If you dualize with me, you can experience it for yourself! It's quite an experience if other visitors do say so themselves." I pondered on this word…dualize. "Dualize…dualize…That's not in the dictiona-" Owl explained. "Dualizing will allow you to join with Nights, to share with Nights's body, or assimilate with one another."
"W-Wait, I mean, I'm not a virigin but, I hardly-" I became very flustered, blushing deeply at the thought of…with…nights…I looked to the jester who's jaw was beginning to drop. Uh oh, perhaps I misunderstood. "I uh…yeah, let's give it a try…"
Owl face palmed with his wings. "You'll only be inside Nights's body but experience the same things." Now I totally understood, showing with my hands also by putting a fist down into my open palm. "Ah, I got it now." I turned to Nights who once again showed me his open hand, and naturally, I just figured to place my hand against his, to which a glowing light enshrouded me. Before I knew it, I was looking at the exact position I was standing in most likely…and I was floating already. That was very surprising to me already.
Nights spoke encouragingly as if I was learning to ride a bike for my first time. "Go ahead, fly where ever you want!" I nodded in his body and looked towards the fountain and decided to just…do whatever came naturally to me. I thought to fly or move my body of its against it's own natural possibilities over the fountain, and…it worked! I was flying! I was actually…FLYING! I could feel that I was flying! I knew that I was flying! Above the fountain I went, inside Nights's body, staring down upon it. "I've always been curious to see what it's like above nice fountains like these. Heh heh. It would be so interesting to experiment like this…all the awesome moves I'd be able to pull off without gravity to pull me back down!" I was at first thinking of going crazy with my martial arts, but, that would probably scare Nights.
I decided to fly to my heart's content, spinning around like a drill, flipping around, flying around the trees, making loops in the air which oddly seemed to create a strange distortion of sorts. Perhaps ability Nights had. "Wow…I…I never thought flying would be so interesting…no wonder some people are so passionate about airplanes or hang gliding…or even sky diving. This is truly magnificent." All my troubles were gone, I had nothing to worry about…flying just made everything fade away for a bit.
I could hear Nights chuckling. "What's so funny?" I asked. Nights responded. "You are very different from the other visitors. I thought our last visitors were different, but…you are something else. I would have never expected you'd be so open and just, so…I don't know, comfortable to be around. I was a little intimidated at first, but…my, what has gotten into me haha, I'm acting a little funny." I was listening to Nights speak the whole time, unaware of how I was traveling towards the darkness beneath. "Hoo! Hoo! Nights! Pay attention!" Owl called out flying after us. The friendly jester didn't notice at first either until he suddenly stopped the flight himself. "Woah, I better stay focused. You don't want to go towards the dark ocean." He said pointed to the pooling sea of what looked like oil almost. The Owl explained. "It is full of chaos and void. You may never return by chance do you happen to fall in." I looked at owl and smiled gently. "So there's a chance then. It is possible to escape somehow." He suddenly became very concerned. "Y-You don't plan on going down there do you!?" I laughed. "Of course not! I value life more than any….wait a sec. Are you saying I might go into a coma in the real world!? Because if I may never return…then…uh…" Owl nodded. "As you have noticed, there is every reason to avoid the dark ocean." I gulped and made sure to give him my word, and Nights too. "Understood, I will not go there at all…"
We all flew back to the dream gate and I was released from Nights's body, only to notice a rather strange white and red glow emitting from me. Owl hooted. "The Red Ideya of Courage! And White Ideya of Purity!?" I gave him a confused look. "Ideya…?" He continued. "Most dreamers lose their ideya upon entering the dream world, some at least retaining their red ideya of courage…however you also retained your white ideya! How unique!" Nights was also very surprised. "You are very different from the rest as I said. I knew it. Ideya represents your consciousness which nightmarens try to steal, thus leading to your fears in nightmares." (at least that's how I am deciding to put it for this fic.)
I nodded understanding everything; however, I had to make sure of one thing. "Nightmarens I'm guessing are those horrible monsters that tried to kill me in my nightmare before I came here huh?" Nights nodded. "Yes. So anyway-" Owl suddenly cut in. "Nights, it's best you tell the boy to avoid any trouble. If you clear it up now, it would make things much easier in case you know who, shows up." The jester sighed hanging his arms and head down. "Okay okay Owl…I'm a nightmaren too, but I'm not going to steal your ideya because it's just the way I am." The tone he had when confessing he was too, a nightmare, seemed to get the point across that he wasn't happy to be one. "You're different, just like me Nights. Haha!" He grinned cheerfully and grabbed his hands causing him to look up at me curiously. "Even if you are a nightmaren, you are pretty cute. Not to mention, I can sense the kindness within you. I can tell you have goodness in your heart, especially when we dualized. Even if you did try to steal my ideya…I'd rather you do it than those other nightmare." I could see his cheeks turn red; blushing from the minute I said he was cute. He was going to pull away but I pulled the silly thing into a warm hug. "Hey! You and I are friends now ok! Let's just have fun!" Perhaps I was being too expressive, but Nights seemed to be ok with it, hugging me back and saying. "Thank you so much Xion. You won't regret being my friend! I'll make sure your stay here is the best moment you'll ever experience in your life!" I couldn't help but chuckle at what he said before holding him out before me. "It already is Nights…"
End of Chapter 1
Xion: I hope you all enjoyed. I'm nothing too special, and I know I made many mistakes that I might have developed from reading Daniel Defoe's works and some other books and…blaagh. But I tried to keep from doing that. I have another fiction I will submit which I made for a good friend on deviantart because she made a wonderful piece of art for me ^0^ Nyuuu >m< However, that one is nowhere as detailed as this and more fan service if anything at least. I honestly don't even know if this is the best I can do, but…it certainly does have a lot of my heart to it. I'm not trying to become a writer so keep that in mind.