Hooded

November 16, 2010 The <PERSON> (LD) I start out watching the dream from 3rd person. There is a white-hooded guy who looks straight out of <PERSON>. He is staking out this house, and I know that I am inside this house with <PERSON> (and for this dream, we are special agents, which is why he is after us). Oh, coincidentally, I saw a commercial for the new assassin's creed game coming out, last night... I thought the hood-guy was creepy and I thought, "I am probably going to have a dream about him tonight." Anyways, the assassin seems that he cannot determine if we are in there. The window is dark and blinds are drawn and closed. He pulls out his cell phone, and I know he is dialing my number. He listens for ringing, but does not hear it. I am now inside, first person. The lights are on, in this cabin, and I am lying down on the floor, reading a comic. <PERSON> is lying on the bed. We are both not moving, and keeping low. I shifted positions, but in doing so, I got up too much, which may have caused my shadow to show through the blinds (which <PERSON> pointed out). I flattened down against the floor again, but turned somehow to look at the blinds. They were... open now? "Wait, how did the blinds open?" I asked. "Why are they open?" I did not get an answer, but Mr. <PERSON> was staring straight at me, through the window, looking quite happy to have caught his prey. I saw him draw a gun. <PERSON> moved off to my right and I drew my own gun (out of thin air). We started firing at each other, at the same time. The window shattered and he jumped through it. I realized with all the stray bullets flying, we would need shields, so I conjured shields around both <PERSON> and myself. The assassin and I went to magic. We threw psi balls at each other, and ended up back outside for our fight. I threw waves of fire at him, but this was proving ineffective. Falling back to my old standby, I shouted, "<PERSON> prism power, make-up!" My clothes flashed and I was <PERSON>. Not wasting a beat, I pulled out my wand (out of thin air) and shouted, "<PERSON> healing escalation!" at Mr. <PERSON>. It also seemed to not work, but the attack did not cease, either. There was a constant flow of pink and gold energy from my wand, hitting his chest. I put all my strength into my attack and thought, "This will work!" and he exploded. I fell backwards, onto the ground, gasping. I could barely see, and felt like I got hit by a truck. <PERSON> ran over to me, and was congratulating me on defeating Mr. <PERSON>. I then saw another form appear, wearing a Sailor suit and two long white ponytails. She helped me up, and I regained my energy. She did not wear a tiara, she just had the crescent moon symbol on her forehead. "<PERSON>?" I asked. She nodded. I threw my arms around her for a hug, and asked, "How are you away from the moon?!" She did not answer (my DC's are usually slow that way). But admittedly, I did not give her much of a chance, as I immediately said to her, "I must have restored the Silver Millennium in another dream?" She nodded and I made some comment to <PERSON> about my dreams loving continuity and woke up.