Boys, boys, stop taking cheap shots at each other!
Well, I had an FLD this morning. The battle was 10-15 minutes.
[spoiler]Memory of the dream starts back at home. I’m fighting a witch, and though there’s another witch (a bit older and more experienced) there, I was only fighting the one, but though she was not as strong as the other, she still was pretty powerful. I’m using my light powers, and instead of only using camouflage and invisibility and phasing powers like usual, I finally am using it offensively in this dream.
We fight for at least five minutes. We’re both doing well, and though I think it’s somewhat like a fistfight augmented with powers, I don’t recall exactly what happened. Finally, I’m fed up with getting nowhere and make a slicing motion with my right index and middle fingers towards her. Nothing happens for a few seconds, then her body is sliced into 7-10 thick sections all the way through, but there’s no blood.
The sections all keep moving on their own and start floating and creeping towards each other to try to reform. I grumble about how damn hard it is to kill witches, and complain that the only way to defeat them is for me to absorb them. Since she’ll keep fighting if she gets herself back together, I start turning her molecules into light and start absorbing them.
It looks like a yellow haze at first coming off her, and she tries to resist, but she’s still in pieces even though the pieces are coming back together. Somehow we get find ourselves in a dark space station, with no one there except the witches and I and Ben Tennyson (though the ten-year-old version). He’s doing something with his Omnitrix, and it’s red. He must have run out of power and was trying to get it to work again.
Dr Animo arrives in a spaceship, and the other witch and Doc Animo want to leave. I ask if I can come along, and since Ben was in the dream earlier but was somewhere else now, I say I won’t tell him that Dr Animo is still around and alive. I walk (and so does the witch I’m still battling) toward the corner of the room where the bridge to his ship is waiting for us. We can see the spaceship out in the darkness outside the station glass.
All this time, I’m still slowly turning the witch into light and absorbing her. Her pieces have been all together for a while now, but they’re still pieces. She either can’t or is not able to heal them back together. What I’m doing to her must be taking all her concentration to try to resist, and honestly, it’s taking much, much longer than it should be.
Dr Animo stays at that corner and then walks back to his ship, and the older witch follows him. I follow them as well, with the struggling witch following behind me. I think that they won’t be very happy that I’m about to essentially “eat” their comrade, but they let me come along anyway.
The bridge to the ship is at an angle, nearly 45 degrees, and has colorful knobs on the grid. It’s not enclosed, and the witches and Doc Animo don’t have suits but are fine, and I am as well, but I figure I should probably turn into light to be safe. I turn into light and fly up to the platform in front of the ship at high speed to get there ahead of the witches. I’m sick of how long it’s taking to turn the struggling witch into light, so I suddenly turn her completely into light and absorb her, all in a quick action. Her consciousness does not come with her once I absorb her, so she’s essentially dead and is now helping to fuel my powers.
Now the others are rather pissed off at me, but still let me on board. We end up stopping at a planet and staying at some place there, and it’s daytime. For some reason my parents are there at the planet too, and I’m supposed to share a room with them. I was going to say something about what just happened, as well as Ben, but realize I should check for mics. We had been talking, and I can hear our voices coming from a speaker in the room. I go over to it and make a slicing motion at it. Nothing happens for a few seconds, then its red and green lights go out and it’s dead. It wasn’t physically sliced this time, but I figure the energy was enough to short it out.
I look around and see some wires on the wall and think they’re not hidden very well. I have boots on and stomp on the first microphone head. I keep looking around for more and jump on a table to stomp on some that I pulled down out of hiding behind the window curtains.
I say, “That should give them something fun to listen to,” referring to the squeals that likely were sent back to whomever was listening when I stomped on them. My parents go looking for more of them, but I find most or all of them, and there were a lot. I get rid of the ones on the walls and wonder if there are some in the ceiling too. I poke around up in the ceiling tiles. I don’t find anything though.
I don’t recall much after this.[/spoiler]