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A/N: Just so you know this is a sequel to NiGHTS: Journey on Earth. So if you haven’t read Journey on Earth, then read that before this one. Otherwise, enjoy!

NiGHTS: Back to Earth

Actuality 1

“JACKLE!” Reala yelled at the top of his lungs, “give me the Waking Watcher again!” He flew right into Jackle’s room, where the orange Nightmaren was play poker with Puffy and Queen Bella.

Jackle just looked at Reala, and then smiled, “it’s on the table!”

Reala snatched the crystal ball from the table, and was about to leave the room when Puffy made an observing comment, “This Waking Watcher has become an obsession of yours.”

The eyes of Reala glared right at the round ball like Nightmaren, “I do not obsess over anything!”

“Sure you do,” said Queen Bella, “for how many of these human years have you been looking at this? You haven’t been doing this before we were sent to the Waking World.”

The first rank nightmaren just made an annoyed sigh, he couldn’t believe this, “I don’t know how many human years I’ve started looking at the Waking Watcher, and I don’t care, I don’t look at it often.”

“It’s the third time tonight,” said Jackle. “I only touch it once a week; you use it all the time.”

Reala just glared at the three, then left Jackle’s room. “I’m not obsessed,” he mumbled, flying to his own room, “just checking a few things in the Waking World, that all.”

The room of Reala’s was a notable one, a red and black checkered room with a throne in the middle. He flew over to the throne, and turned the Waking Watcher, “on.” He viewed a blonde hair girl playing the violin with a red headed girl who was singing. His eyes focused on the red haired girl.

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Pammy’s was a neighbor of Helen’s, but Pammy lived near the train station so it was more convenient for getting out of the rain. When the five had gotten inside, Pammy had immediately asked, “Would anyone like any towels?”

“Yeah, sure,” said Helen, “I bet we would all use some towels.”

Pammy nodded her head and went upstairs to grab five towels. They were soaked from the rain after all; in need of being dry.

“Oh,” Helen had just remembered, “Pammy and I performed the song that you taught me, Will watched it.”

“That’s great!” NiGHTS exclaimed, “I bet you guys did great.”

“They did,” Will confirmed, “they both did an awesome job.”

Pammy came downstairs with a pile of light blue towels, she handed them to each person or Nightmaren that was there, “here you go guys!”

“Thanks Pammy!” NiGHTS exclaimed, he dried himself off, but was still wet, so he shook his head around which only made everyone else wetter.

“Way to go NiGHTS,” Reala said in an angry fashion, “now you’ve made us all wet.”

“But you’re already wet,” NiGHTS observed, “how could I make them wet if they’re wet already?”

“Um, maybe we should talk about why you’re here,” Helen said as the covered her hair with her towel. She pointed to some couches to sit on.

NiGHTS flew over to one of the seat then sat crossed legged. “So, let us explain!”

Reala sat on the edge of the sofa setting opposite to the one NiGHTS was sitting on, “I don’t think you know NiGHTS, but those shoes….”

“Transports anything paralooped to this world?” NiGHTS made the right guess then smirked, “you did paraloop me; I could have guessed it had to do something with that.”

“Well, I do remember you transporting me to Helen’s Nightopia,” Will said as he sat next to NiGHTS.

“Same here,” Helen sat next to Will, “only that I was transported to Will’s Nightopia.”

“Those were also special shoes,” Reala explained, “very useful, could get myself to anyone’s Nightopia. Most of the times visitors can’t get out, you two were too lucky.”



Pammy finally dried herself enough to sit on the couch where Reala was sitting. “But still, if you paralooped NiGHTS then how did you get here?”

Reala just glared at NiGHTS, “You Know Who pulled me with!”

“You mean Voldamort?” NiGHTS jokingly asked.

“No,” Reala sputtered out, “I mean you!”

“Well, sorry, I just didn’t know what was happening to me, I panicked” said NiGHTS, and then explained further, “we were still fighting after we went to the Waking World. I grabbed Reala then threw him to the ground. Then you guys came, and Pammy tripped over Reala. Which was very funny, I may admit.”

Pammy had gotten the story completely, yet she had to ask, “But Reala, why did you help me get up?”

“You think that I would be inconsiderate?” Reala answered.

“Um, yeah,” Pammy pointed out, “you were inconsiderate enough to use me for your own evil needs.”

“You aren’t over this, are you?” Reala crossed his arms, “You seemed fine for all of these years until you saw me again.” Reala was right, looking at the Waking Watcher all of these years, she was doing well with her life, not mad at Reala at all for all that he’s done to her.

“What do you mean, ‘all of these years?’” Pammy was as mad as ever, “I may have a hard time remembering my dreams, but I think I would remember seeing you!”

“Oh, about that,” NiGHTS announced, “Jackle told me that Reala here has been viewing you with the ball thingy that Jackle owns. Reala’s been using it more than Jackle.”

Pammy took a deep breath; she wished that she didn’t know that. Not only had Reala used her, stole her first kiss, he also had been stalking her, “Just…why?”

“I don’t know,” Reala shrugged, “you’re just…different from other visitors.”

It was Helen’s cue to stop this argument, “guys, can we please stop this? Perhaps we need to get to sleep.”

“I can do this all night,” Reala smirked, “I don’t sleep.”

“Well, I do,” Pammy argued, “you may take joy into bickering, but I don’t. So how about us humans get to sleep and you two can watch TV?”

“Fine with me,” said NiGHTS.

Pammy went back upstairs to grab some blankets for Will and Helen.

NiGHTS just looked at Reala.



“What do you want NiGHTS?” Reala asked, annoyed as ever.

“I think you’re starting to like her,” NiGHTS excitedly observed, “you’ve never actually took a liking to a visitor before.”

“Are you deaf?” Reala asked, “We were just arguing. Also, I hate her as much as any other Visitor, if not more.”

“Good,” Pammy called out as she walked downstairs, “I also have a boyfriend, and he is much nicer than you.” When Pammy got to the couches, she threw a blanket and a pillow for each couch for Will and Helen to sleep on. Next, she signaled NIGHTS and Reala to the basement, “The TV’s down here.”

“Sweet!” NIGHTS exclaimed then flew down the stairs, “come on Reala, her basement is awesome.”

“Fine,” Reala took a look at Pammy, “you better not lock us in there.”

“Of course not,” said Pammy, “then I would lock NiGHTS in with.”

Reala went downstairs with NiGHTS to see a well furnished carpeted room with an HDTV on the wall. It was a room that Reala wouldn’t mind being locked into if NiGHTS wasn’t with him.

NiGHTS was already rummaging through Pammy’s DVD collection as he looked at the back of the cases.

Yet Reala wondered why she said that she had a boyfriend if they had recently broken up. I was obviously a lie that she told; it didn’t matter to Reala, they both greatly disliked each other anyway.

“Hey Reala,” NiGHTS called out, “how about this Labyrinth movie?”

“Sure why not,” Reala shrugged as he flew over to the couch. Reala knew this was going to be a long night.

NiGHTS: Back to Earth

Actuality 3

It was a Saturday morning, but the alarm clock at Pammy’s house rang anyway. It was set loud so Pammy could hear it in the first place. The overture of The Phantom of the Opera played vociferously, which woke Will and Helen up. It was even heard in the basement where NiGHTS and Reala were taking place.

“Gosh, I hate that girl,” Reala commented with the remote on his hand, surfing through channels, “the one song that she had to choose, and it was that one.”

“It could be worse,” NiGHTS said, “could be screamo.”

Helen covered her ears, while Will was just surprised by how an alarm clock could be so loud.

Pammy had finally turned the snooze on, and then turned off the alarm clock. She made a loud yawn, and then made her way downstairs, “Hi!”

Helen rubbed her eyes, “Morning Pammy, still have that song for your alarm clock?”

“Yeah, I think it has the right amount of volume, I won’t be changing it any time soon,” Pammy confirmed, “but we better get some breakfast, we have some cereal.”

“Cereal sounds good,” Will confirmed as he nodded his head, but took something else into consideration “should we ask NiGHTS and Reala if they would like some?”

She thought it was all a dream, but it was reality. Pammy looked at the door to the basement where she heard sounds from the television. “So, they’re really here?”

Helen looked at Pammy confused, “of course they are.”

The door of the basement opened where she saw the two Nightmarens on the couch. She came to ask, “Would you like some breakfast?”

“Sure,” NiGHTS stretched his arms, then flew up the stairs, “”how about you Reala?”

“I’m not hungry,” Reala answered.

“We’re Nightmarens, we never get hungry,” NiGHTS told Reala the cold hard fact, “but food tastes so good!”

“Fine,” Reala rolled his eyes, “I’ll eat for once.”

The three went back upstairs where Will was pouring some Coco Puffs into a bowl, it seemed like they already served themselves the chocolaty cereal.

NiGHTS flew over to the kitchen table to pour himself a box of Coco Puffs. Reala just leaned on the wall.

That was when there was a knock on the window. It was a teenage boy with long brown hair and dark blue eyes. He waved to his friends.

“Oh, hi Devin,” Pammy waved, she opened up the window for Devin to climb over.

Reala couldn’t believe this human behavior as he watched Devin climb the window; he just had to say “it’s called a door you know,” from the ridiculousness of that boy.

What Reala had just said made Devin looked over at Reala which gave him an astonished look on his face. He was so surprised by the creature that he slipped and fell over the window.

Which marked another reason why Reala didn’t like humans, they were so clumsy. This was the second time a human fell at his expense. If they weren’t so absent minded they wouldn’t fall so often.

“Holy guacamole,” Devin cried out, “what kind of costume is that?”

For some reason Reala never liked Devin from what he viewed on the Waking Watcher. He just thought that he was the most pathetic of humans. This wasn’t the first time he met Devin; Reala took the joy of giving him Nightmares and stealing his Ideya. “It’s not a costume you imbecile.”

Devin got up to rub his head, “then you’re some kind of monster?”

“Monster?” Reala had an offended look on his face, “I’m a Nightmaren, not a monster.”

Helen had to cut in again, “don’t you guys have human forms?”

“I’ve never tried that ever since I got here,” NiGHTS observed, “I better try it.” NiGHTS clapped his hands to summon a purple light, where he circled the air above him. The circle came down to reveal his human form, a fifteen year old boy with longish blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing the same clothing as NiGHTS. “Hey, it worked.”

“Wait a second,” Pammy butted in with quite the suggestion, “if you have a device that could send you back to the Dream World, then why can’t you just go back to where you come from?”

The human NiGHTS bit his lip, “Oh, yeah, about that…”

“When NiGHTS threw me down in the rain, they broke,” Reala coldly admitted, he gave his brother a glare, “thanks a lot!”

“We tried to come back to the Dream World last night, but his paraloops just seemed to be normal ones.” NiGHTS shrugged.

The whole conversation just made Devin confused, “wait, Dream World? Are you guys from the world that us humans go when we sleep?”

“You’ve guessed it,” said NiGHTS, “have you been to the Dream Gate before? I don’t seem to remember you.”

Devin rapidly shook his head, “I don’t know what a Dream Gate is, I’ve only assumed from conversation. I also assume that the device that brought you here broke, so you’re stuck here in this world.”

“So you think you’re so smart huh?” Reala faced Devin so closely that it went beyond Devin’s personal space, “then, fix the shoes!”

“What shoes?” Devin asked.

“The device that sent us to this world,” Reala explained, “I thought you were smart.”

Devin didn’t like Reala just as much as Reala didn’t like him, “fine then, I will try to fix the shoes,” he yelled out to the creature, “just let me look at them!”

Reala took off his boots them threw them at Devin, in which Devin caught. “Try your best.”

“I will,” Devin nodded his head, “I sure will.”

Reala flew over to Pammy who was taking out a box of Cheerios, “Good thing you dumped him.”

Pammy flashed a look at Reala, “We agreed to break up; looking at the situation we might get back together again.”

“Sure, I’m having a hard time getting a date anyway,” Devin explained with an open mind, “also, we still get along, so why not?” Devin walked over to the table where everyone was eating then placed the shoes on the table. He took a look at the shoes.

“Can’t seem to figure out what’s wrong with them?” Reala asked with a smirk on his face.

“Are you able to figure this out?” Devin talked back to Reala; before Reala could respond Devin said, “I didn’t think so.” Devin took another look when he found some kind of containment, which he opened. “I think I might have found something.”

Everyone went over to Devin to look at what Devin had found. It was five gray looking Ideya that spilled out of the boots. “What are these things?”

“They’re Ideya,” said NiGHTS, “energy that dreamer have, most Nightmaren steal them from dreamer.”

“So that’s what Nightmarens do with the Ideya,” Will came to conclusion, “I’ve always wondered why they needed them.”

“We primarily need Ideya for our quest to take over Nightopia,” Reala explained, “but sometimes Wizeman uses them to make magic items too.”

“Well, I guess we need more of this, ‘Ideya,’” Devin said, “but I guess someone needs to sacrifice their energy.”

“But we just can’t get Ideya in the Waking World,” NiGHTS protested, “it’s physically impossible.”

“I think I could try,” Reala smiled, “anyone has all of their Ideya?”

“No!” Will and Helen cried, “We aren’t going to give you our Ideya!”

That was when Devin came up with a better solution, “I’ll ask my little sister about the situation, she knows a lot about this kind of thing.”

“Oh yeah,” said Helen, “Bridget, she’s really into magic and the paranormal.”

“It’s worth a try,” NiGHTS shrugged, “let’s go Reala, if I can turn human, so could you.”

“Nah, I’ll just go out in public in my Nightmaren form,” Reala became sarcastic. He clapped his hands to summon a dark light. In which he circled the air above his head with. The circle came down to reveal a sixteen year old boy with long black hair and blue eyes. “Okay, let’s go see your sister.”

“Finally you’re being agreeable,” Devin rolled his eyes, “let’s go to my house, Bridget is probably there.”