Dreamlines... Realities Within, 2001.

01 January 2001: The Choice - The leader of the group that has captured my rebellion cell offers me much more than just a chance at a new life.
11 January 2001: LARPing for $$$ - After spending a weekend in a Cthulu LARP, I and a couple of friends discover a lot of money that isn't what it seems to be. Then again, neither are my friends.
27 February 2001: The Inherited Bird - Along with a beautiful Victorian manor house, I also inherited a pretty little bird that seems to love me on sight. Of course, no one believes me.
10 March 2001: The Gatehouse - I travel with Dave to Sacramento to visit the Victorian manor house that he is about to inherit. While there, Dave discovers much more about his own heritage and a disturbing prophecy that apparently, I am about to set off by my mere presence as a non-family member.
05 April 2001: The Snake God - What apparently was once a teacher's experiment gone horribly wrong is now the conquering God of the world. Much to my dismay, he wants me to carry his child.
06 May 2001: Iron Man Mom - Between being in the jungle with Indiana Jones and sitting in the studio watching the Mother's Day Iron Man competition, I sure am glad those pantry shelves where in the cliff side.
07 May 2001: The Kiss - It was the kind of kiss where you start out offering just your lips but end up giving your soul.
05 June 2001: Murdering Julie - After a chance meeting at a party, I discover my happy friendship with Julie is actually an obsession. Feeling smothered, I have no recourse but to murder her.
01 July 2001: Sexy Shelia - What can I say? It's a Steve Urwin experience to remember.
25 August 2001: The Bear Clan - In the last of a series of dreams about a house, I am taken from my house and clan to be married into the rival clan, the Bear clan, much to my dismay.
20 September 2001: Charon - In a war between two life long enemies, as my city falls to the invaders, I am captured by my mate's enemy and made to become his slave.
19 October 2001: Polar Bear Puppies - A cute little dream where I apparently own two polar bears who think they are puppies. A cameo appearance by my friend James.
23 October 2001: Daddy? - I've been watching way too much "Angel" lately.
17 November 2001: Spike & I - Another one of my "I've been watching way too much Buffy & Angel" dreams as my mind decides write its own happy ending to the Spike/Buffy sexual tension situation, incorporating what it saw last. (I think this is the third dream I've had in the Buffy Universe.)
1 December 2001: Jedi Within - What starts out to be a very strange problem of real vampires on a college campus, turns out to be the illusion of a Dark Sith Master and his apprentice... forcing a ritual combat between my Jedi Master and the Sith apprentice. Of course, the Sith Master is hoping they both die so I can become his new apprentice.
4 December 2001: Kindred Spirits - Not only do I dream in character, I have a dream within a dream. Anabeth dreaming of Patricia, Christian and Anabeth dealing with strange aquatic kindred - who might have known Anabeth in a past life.

1 January 2001
The Choice

I was on an island paradise with my family. We were on a long summer vacation and having a wonderful time. I meet a man, Joseph, while swimming in the lagoon. He was handsome, smart and charming. We spent much of our time together after we met. I remember being sweetly romantic with him. It was a wonderful vacation with my summer love.

Some time later, the world has been invaded by aliens. These aliens had taken over the world and had enslaved us by means that I do not know. But there were pockets of humanity that were still trying to rebel, to win humanity's freedom. I was in one such rebellious pocket.

One of the things the aliens could do was change a human, melding human DNA with theirs making the two races into one. There was no outward appearance change on the part of the human. Slowly, the aliens were changing all of humanity. But, for some reason, it had to be the human's choice. They would not force it on a human. However, the alternative was slavery or death

I was in one of the pockets of rebellion. We had been ferreted out, betrayed. The whole lot of us had been captured. I was shocked to see that the leader was Joseph. He was speaking to the group, being charming, to convince them they wanted the change, to drink the green glowing liquid. I stepped forward and began asking some pointed questions. He was shocked to see me, but pleased. He had missed me.

He spoke more, telling of the benefits of drinking the liquid and becoming like him. He handed me the first martini glass of the glowing green liquid. I asked about the other choice. He was firm that it was death or enslavement. To show me how firm, he handle me another martini glass of something that looked like champagne. It was the poison.

Everyone was given the two glasses. I noticed my had black olives in them now. I hate olives. I sat at a table, feeling very betrayed as our leader... the traitor... gulped her liquid down. Joe came to sit with me at the table. He was speaking to me softly, sweet words, begging me to drink the green liquid. At some point, a woman looking like Johanna sat at the table with us. She was spy, sent to seduce Joseph but he never even saw/heard her. She left the table as Joseph pulled me into his lap.

He kissed my neck, nuzzling my hair as his hands stroked my body. I wanted to be with him so badly, but he was an alien now and had to follow their rules. I was growing confused. Suddenly, people around me began to scream, clutching their stomachs. He held me tighter, comforting me, assuring me that it was only the first part of the change and it was would be over soon. He continued to kiss me and his hand stroked me under my skirt, arousing me. He continued to beg me. "Please, please, make the change. I would rather have you as my lover than my slave."

I looked around and saw that almost everyone was making the change. As I looked back at him, he kissed me passionately and I responded. It was like I was powerless not to. The more he touched and kissed me, the more I wanted him. I could feel my will weakening. I knew, the more I was with him, the more I would weaken but I didn't want to leave his side. He kissed me again, passionate and wanting... I couldn't help but respond again, feeling my will crumbling as I did.... then, I woke up.

11 January 2001
LARPing for $$$

We were having a huge LARPing event at my house. However, this was a house I had never seen before but the land and structure and weather remind me of Oregon. I must have been still living with my parents as I remembered thinking they were gone for the week.

I walked outside and looked around. This was the perfect place for LARPing. A lot of land and a big house. About 100 feet from the house was a separate three car garage that the RV was usually parked in front of. Neal and Rich drove up in a huge truck to park where the RV usually sat. "Where's the RV?" I thought, suddenly angry, thinking Rich and Neal had done something to it. Then, I remembered. "Duh, you parents took it."

Just then, Logan drove up in his little red car. Across from the Garage, about 25 feet away, sat a three car carport. Just back and to the left of the carport was the compost pile. Instead of parking in the carport, Logan parked in the compost pile. When I pointed out that the carport was free and no one was coming home for the duration of the game, Logan just grinned and told me that he liked his normal parking spot. I looked up at the huge brown house, sitting some 50 feet away.

Then, we were inside. The LARP was in full swing. There were TONS of people. It was a two part Cthulu LARP run by Alex and Johanna. The first part was in the 1920's. The second part was in the 1990's with everyone playing grandchildren of the previous set of characters. There were a lot of quick out of order scenes (that whole weird quick dream sequence thing) but there were only two that I really remember well.

It was late at night of the first night, I was sneaking into the living room to hide a note. I had to be very quiet to not wake the other sleeping players. I went to the fireplace to hide the note under the loose stone but when I lifted it, I discovered that several people had already found the loose stone and had been stashing notes. So, being the intrepid player, I took ALL of the notes, stuffed them into my pocket and headed into the kitchen to read them. Unfortunately, other people were still awake, so I didn't get to read them.

Next, I was having a scene with a very pretty blond woman (who was, somehow, Jenny-Lynn) who was trying to get me to remember that she and I were connected somehow and it dealt with a prop scroll. Only I didn't have a scroll for reference. So, she was trying to describe it to me. Johanna walked by and heard this. She murmured "oops" and ran off. Very quickly, she was back, handing me a scroll with charcoal drawings. Without missing a beat, I suddenly switch my line "Oh! The scroll! -This- scroll... right..." and we continued on with the scene.

There was another switch and everyone but Logan and Rich had gone home. I finally had time to look at the notes from the fireplace. One was a very old looking envelope. When I looked into it, it looked like ledger accounts and... many hundred dollar bills! I was surprised and showed Rich, then Logan. We were all giggling about how we could spend this money, that looked to be about $3000.

Suddenly, something about the bills struck me. "Wait! These are fake!" I peered at them intently, knowing I was right but I couldn't figure out how. Logan and Rich looked with me. Then, it became clear. On one side, there was a picture of Wimpy, with glasses. On the other side, there was a picture of Popeye in a suit and tie. After I noticed it, it became blatantly clear these bills were fake.

I turned to Rich to show him, but he had turned into Wimpy with glasses. Looking at Logan, he was Popeye in a suit. Logan said, "I knew we shouldn't have used our pictures on the bills." Rich just shrugged. The whole scene was in black and white.

I just shook my head and said, "Ok, now. This is just too silly." Then, I woke up.

27 February 2001
The Inherited Bird

I dreamt that I had inherited a beautiful Victorian manor house in Sacramento. I remember talking to the lawyer and he was very specific that all in the house was mine now. I could do with it as I wanted. I took some of my friends to see the house because I didn't want to go by myself. I guess it is because I didn't know the person I was inheriting the house from.

While there, I was looking around at all the beautiful furniture. Dave was there, along with James and Laurel. I wondered how I could keep such a house and still live in Fremont. I finally decided to ask Logan to become the caretaker of the house for me.

Some time later, I was talking to Dave about the most marvelous discovery. There was a small bird in the attic. It looked like a wren but was black. I had found this bird and it had willingly climbed to my hand and began talking to me. Also, it kept trying to show me affection by preening at my face and hair. The whole time I was telling Dave about this little bird, it was as if it was happening at the same time.

Dave didn't believe me about the little bird. For some reason, it was very important to me that he did.

10 March 2001
The Gatehouse

Again, I was dreaming of a house in Sacramento being inherited. Only, this time, it was Dave inheriting the house and his great-aunt wasn't dead yet... however, it was a sure thing. So, Dave asked me to go to Sacramento with him, so he would have some company while he was there.

I remember being utterly amazed at the beautiful Victorian house. It was a mansion. Dave was clearly excited by this unexpected good fortune. "I'll never have to worry about my station in life again." He told me. I responded with a laugh, "Great! Now adopt me as your pet writer." He grinned at me and told me he would. I was really happy at the thought.

Then, his great-aunt's poodle came into the room. It was Bart, one of my parents poodles. Dave wasn't too interested in the dog but I was. He wanted to go outside. I went to the backdoor to open it for him but somehow, the backdoor was the front door and Bart bolted out it. I followed, frightened for him. I knew the front fence wouldn't stop him. Sure enough, Bart ducked through a hole in the fence and ran to the driveway. I was yelling for him to stop. I was so worried. Bart stopped and cowered like I was going to punish him for escaping. I didn't. I just picked him up and cuddled him, bringing him back to the house.

By the time I got back in, the rest of the inheritors had arrived. They were only minor inheritors. Dave was the one getting most of everything. They were really surprised to see me and wanted to know if I was family. I joked that Dave had adopted me. That made them relax some. I was 'family' so it was ok.

It was bedtime but I couldn't sleep. So, I wandered around the house some. I ran into one of the women. She said she couldn't sleep either. Then, she suggested that we go visit the Gatehouse. I hadn't seen it, yet. So, I agreed. We got in the car and drove off.

On the way there, I saw a little family museum. It was amazingly hick. A one room shack with three exhibits. The man droning on seemed to enrapt the people there. I was looking around. I came to the one piece of jewelry they had. It was really gaudy and I couldn't tell if it was a circlet or a torc. So, I called the female attendant over and asked her about it. She told me it was a circlet. I told her it looked amazingly uncomfortable.

Now, at the same time, Dave was back at the house asking where I was. Someone told him that I had gone out to look at the gatehouse. They wanted to know more about me, when I had been adopted. He told them that was a joke. I wasn't adopted but that he was going to let me live here and write.

The female inheritor and I got bored and headed off in the car again towards the Gatehouse.

A flash to the Gatehouse. It looks like a stone crypt. There is lighting crashing in the sky and a lone figure of a man stands on the porch. He is wrapped up in a black tattered cloak that the wind is whipping around his form. I cannot see his face. Just an anticipatory and predatory smile.

Flash to manor house where the other heritors are in a serious panic, yelling at Dave for bring someone who was not 'family' to the Inheritance. They wailed about how the prophecy was going to come true. Dave is seriously confused and thinks everyone is insane. One of the guys does something to Dave and suddenly he remembers everything - who he is, the house, the Inheritance, the prophecy and the dark family secret.

Flash to the car where me and the other woman are driving up the hill towards the Gatehouse, oblivious of the watching figure or impending doom.

Flash to Dave and the others, who are racing towards the Gatehouse, trying to reach it before disaster occurs.

Flash to the lone figure. This time, I can see his face. He looks a lot like Dave, only taller and gaunter. He smiles a vicious smile, watching the car drive closer to the Gatehouse. There is an air of satisfaction as this time... this time all will come true.

FADE.

5 April 2001
The Snake God

I was in a school classroom. A chemistry lab it looked like. It was dark. Definitely after hours. Why I was there, I don't really know. I think I was hunting the snake monster. Or, maybe I was there for some other investigatory reason. The snake monster startled me, making noise in the walls. It could do things like break apart into many smaller snakes or morph together into one huge, nasty snake man thing. It's coming through the walls and ceiling as lots of snakes to get me.

*twitch* I was in the school classroom again. This time, I was not alone. I was with friends. We seemed to be looking for something. Then, a woman with a large weapon of some kind burst in the door, demanding that we leave before 'it' gets here. But it is too late, the demon snake is already here. It is bursting through the floor. I, and my friends, flee as the woman shoots something at it.

*twitch* I'm outside the school near the pool. It looks like the school is in ruins. It's still dark but there are a lot of students and teachers around. There are four teachers arguing over whose fault this is. Something about an experiment gone wrong. A fifth teacher comes up, telling the four that he is going to sue them for the destruction of the school. They argue that he can't. He argues that he can. They settle it by seeing who can leap the farthest in the pool. The fifth teacher wins. He leapt eight feet.

Suddenly, the fifth teacher, dry, is standing next to Debi and I. He is eagerly asking us if we witnessed the snake monster event and what happened. He wants us to testify for him. I know we did and say so, but I'm not too eager to help him out. After all, he want to sue one of my favorite teachers.

Now, it is light. I am looking at a large granite hill. More of a plateau that I am toward the bottom of. There is an earthquake. The school shakes, breaking into pieces and the mountain splits open down the side. I quickly climb a tree to avoid the small avalanche of rocks. Other people climb into the tree next to me. Then, it is quiet and I see that the mountain has a series of tunnels and passageways into it. I know these are bad.

*twitch* It is some time in the future. Months, I think. The Snake God has taken over the world. He grows with power at each offering. Civilization as we know it is gone. A barbarian land of cults, pockets of resistance and hardship has been born. Again, it is dark, at night. I come out of my hiding place. Debi is here. She is telling me about the day's events. Who was captured. Who was killed. Where food is. The usual.

That's when we hear the chanting within the mountain. Curious, the two of us go to look. I am fascinated by the torches in the walls and the dancing shadows they create. We sneak around a corner and hide. Looking, we see a small chamber with a roaring bonfire and drawings of the Snake God on the wall. There are cultists here. Then, a man speaks. That's when I notice him. He look like Judson Earney Scott, handsome, with a smooth malevolence to him.

He speaks to his people. "And the chosen one, who was the first to see the birth of our God, will be delivered unto us, so we may present her to Him as his bride. For she is destined to carry his child unto fruition." They are enraptured at his words. So am I - almost.

I know immediately that they speak of me. "Let's get out of here." I whisper to Debi. "I really don't feel like carrying any snake god's baby." But, Debi isn't listening to me anymore. She has stood fully, so they can see her. Quickly, we are surrounded and, though we are not touched, we are brought forward. A look passes between Judson and Debi. Then, he turns to me smiles, "Welcome." He murmurs to me, opening his arms wide. His smile is serene. His eyes are triumphant and utterly devoid of anything I would call sane.

FADE

6 May 2001
Iron Man Mom

Me and a couple of friends are in the jungle. It's Indiana Jones and Gretchen. We've come to the edge of a cliff and the bridge is out. We have to get to the other side. At first, Indy is going to swing over on the rope but none of us trusts it. So, Indy grabs a branch, then tries to swing on the rope which promptly breaks as expected. He has to climb up the branch to the top again.

I've looked over the edge and discovered that there are pantry shelves built into the side of the cliff. I start climbing down them. Two sets, side by side. At first, I just use the right side but break one, causing the powdered doughnuts to fall and a big black spider to skitter out. He crawls onto my arm and I let him. I go down farther, pause to grab a mini Reese peanut butter cup, then make it to the ground.

I look to the other side, about 15 feet away and see that it also has shelves in it. It would be very easy to climb. I look up. Indy and Gretchen are still trying to find a way across. So, I climb back up and point out the shelves to both of them. Indy takes the black rubber spider from my arm and tells me, "Good work." Then, we all climb down and walk over to the other side.

Indy looks up at it and leaps upon the other side, scaling the bookshelf wall with ease. Suddenly, I'm in the studio audience of the Iron Man competition, watching two men compete for the title. Only, there's a catch. In honor of Mother's Day, each man has to get their Mom through the course as well.

I'm only watching one of the men but I know that they are both big stocky rotund men. This one is only in jeans and a loose button-up shirt. But, despite his size, he scales the bookshelf wall like a monkey, then tosses a rope down to his Mom. I don't actually see her climb and get to the top but I know she does because camera angle in the studio suddenly switches.

It is showing this big guy running down the studio hallway. The last obstacle is in the studio in front of the audience. I am so thrilled to see this. He gets to the top and it is rock climber's wall. He looks over the edge. It's about 4 stories up. I see him turn and though I still don't see her, I know he's talking to his Mom. "Ok, Mom. We've done this one before..." That's all I can hear. The crowd is thundering their approval I don't know where the other guy is but that doesn't seem to matter. It's pretty obvious as this guy begins his descent, he and his Mom will be the winners.

FADE

7 May 2001
The Kiss

I was walking on the arm of my friend Andrew through a gothic club. I was the one everyone wanted. As we walked through, I would catch people's eyes. They would seem hopeful and would preen but then, I would pretend not to see them. The more I ignored them, the more they wanted me.

Then, I was standing with Andrew outside of his house, under a tree. He quipped something to me as we were standing close. I looked at him and at that instant I knew he was going to kiss me... we were going to kiss each other. It was slow and sensual at first. Each of us wordlessly discovering the nuances of each other's style of passion.

The kiss grew as we became more familiar, more comfortable, more intimate. Moving closer to feel more of him, I put my hand behind his neck as he squeezed my waist, his hand exploring my lower back. The kiss became more passionate, more intense, more bold. We were both so intuned to each other. Nothing else mattered. I knew exactly how to kiss him to drive him crazy...

5 June 2001
Murdering Julie

I met Julie at a party. She seemed really pretty nice when I met her. I was surprised that we had almost dressed exactly the same. I had on a long white old-fashioned nightgown. So did she, but hers had tiny paisley flowers, too. Julie seemed to think I was really cool. She laughed at my jokes, liked the same music and even drank the same drink.Disaronno amaretto. After the party, we started hanging out a lot. Some times, she would coincidently be in the same place I was. So, I would invite her join my group. It was nice having someone who really thought I was something special

After one particularly late night, I spent the night at Julie's house. In the middle of the night, I woke up and realized that Julie had been watching me in my sleep. That's when I knew, really knew, that something was wrong. Julie was obsessed with me. I had begun to suspect it but I wasn't sure until I saw her watching me from her bed. Now, I understood why we had many of the same clothes and how we 'coincidentally' wore almost the same outfit to that party. She had wanted to get my attention and it worked. She had wormed her way into my world and I didn't know if I could ever get her back out again.

In that moment, I decided it was time to get rid of Julie. Cyanide would be the perfect thing because it tasted like almonds and so did amaretto. It would be perfect. Mentally, as I pretended to sleep, I thought about how I would do it. Get a fresh bottle of amaretto, put the cyanide in that, offer her a drink just before she left - one for the road and watch her leave. Then, I would pour out the rest of the poisoned bottle, get rid of it and the cyanide. She would either die of the poison or have a bad accident.

I would be finally be free. All I had to do was wait for the call from the police solemnly telling me about my friend's death. I would be properly shocked and distressed, of course. Julie is my friend. I had not realized how much she had been pressuring me until I conceived of a way to be rid of her. Just that thought lightened my heart.

The plan solidified in my head as I turned over and away from her prying eyes. Yes. I had to murder Julie. It was the only way. She was following me around like a puppy dog with hero worship, smothering me. I just couldn't have that.

1 July 2001
Sexy Shelia

I am lounging on the couch watching TV with a couple of friends. I don't know what we are watching. I notice that it is Steve Urwin, in his typical khaki clothing, who is sitting on the floor. Suddenly, he turns and leaps upon the couch, over me, quickly straddling me and pinning me to the couch. I am startled but unafraid. It is just my friend playing around.

Next thing I know, Steve has my hands bound at the head of the couch by manacles that have mysteriously appeared as part of the couch. He is still pining me down and is looking to the side, talking like he is speaking to the camera. I can't hear what he's saying but I am aware that his wife, Terry, is to the side, cooing at him about his great catch.

I look down and notice that I'm wearing my favorite flowered dress and smile because I haven't been able to wear it for ages. Suddenly, I hear from Steve, "Now, I'm gonna fuck Jennifer like the sexy Shelia she is." Then, he shifts down, wiggling my legs apart. I look up at him and realize that he's not kidding. I am mildly surprised but aimable about it.

The view shifts to Terry, who looks at the invisible camera. She smile her bright smile, "While Steve is having his way with Jennifer, let's go see what the boys are up to." We follow her to a darkened bedroom and peek in. There are two guys sleeping in separate beds. Terry looks disappointed. "Well, it looks like they really are sleeping in separate beds." She chirps to the camera. Then, she is distracted by a running lizard who sprints across the floor.

The view shifts back to Steve and I. We are really going at it on the couch. Only, part of me is wondering how we are having sex since both of us are still completely and totally clothed. However, that thought doesn't last long since Steve is doing his Aussie best to make sure both of us are happy. Just as we almost hit the end, we hear Terry calling for Steve. She had caught a lizard. Steve is watching me intently as we continue on, grinding out "I'm a little busy, Terry!"

Quick flash to Terry, who is looking very contrite while she expertly holds a lizard that is trying to bite her.

Back to Steve and I, just in time to see both of us collapse - happy, tired and saited. I look up at him and ask, "You aren't really going to show this on the air, are you?" He kisses me on the cheek and gives me that goofy smile of his. "You bet your sweet ass I am, sexy Jenn." Then, he gets up and goes over to check out the lizard that Terry is holding, leaving me still bound to the couch. Suddenly, I'm really glad that I'm still fully dressed.

FADE

25 August 2001
The Bear Clan

I had a series of dreams that dealt with being in a house. The first dream was about two children who were murdered by their father. Their ghosts were trying to warn of us of their father whom my mother had married. They knew he was going to try to kill my brother and I.

*hit the snooze button* We were in the same house, my brother and I but we were very young, 10 years old or so. The house was on Mars. We were having a bit of problem with the space spiders. I was terrified of them until I realized they were sentient. Then, I explained how they scared me and they agreed to stick to one side of the house.

*hit the snooze button* Still, the same house but it and I were different some how. I was older, about 16 or 17. I had been wrestling with my brother and had gotten dirty. As I went to my room to get fresh clothing, I noticed that the spiders and the ladybugs (about the size of small dogs) were playing football. I didn't want to interrupt. I was standing there in my underwear, a tank-top and panties when I noticed that someone from next door, the Bear clan, was watching me through the window.

I went to another room to change, feeling very nervous all of the sudden. I went outside to talk to my Uncle about it. He told me not to worry, he was in charge of security and even though it we were about due for a raid, we would be protected. I was still skeptical because my uncle had always been a bit of a boob.

That night, it was a grand celebration. I don't know what we were celebrating but all of the kids where out, having a good time. My uncle was telling stories. He was good at that. Again, I couldn't help but notice that I was the only female of marriageable age. I had chosen my husband, but he was out right now, doing something important.

While it was a shock when the raid from the Bear clan came, it was no surprise to me. What did surprise me was that my Uncle demanded a one on one fight with the leader. If he won, the Bear clan would have to leave. If he lost... It turns out, my Uncle had rigged the fireworks display into a weapon. Unfortunately, as these things often went with my Uncle, it flubbed. It exploded in the yard, knocking most of the people in the yard to the ground.

I was knocked from my high advantage point to the ground, hitting my head. I knew I was slightly burned and was extremely loopy from the knock to the head. I couldn't help but think the fireworks still going off around me were really pretty. A man walked up to me. All I could see was barely his outlined form. I thought maybe my betrothed had made it home. I weakly called out to him. He scooped me up as if I was child. As I put my arms around his neck and rested my throbbing head on his shoulder, I knew that something was not right but I was too weak to move.

I slowly awoke in a dark room with flickering lights. As I blinked my eyes, I realized it was torch light. We didn't have torches in our house. My heart sank as I looked up into the eyes of a kind looking older woman. She tried to soothed me as panic rose. The Bear clan had taken me! Just as I had tried to warn my family. She tried to reassure me that it wasn't as bad as it seemed. That the Bear clan cared for their own.

She was slowly soothing me until the patriarch of the clan walked in to look me over with a younger man, the one I recognized as the man who picked me up from my fall. The patriarch seemed very cruel and arrogant to me as he looked me over, commenting that he was going to enjoy having me on my wedding night. The younger man argued with him that that was an outdated custom and he had not insisted on it for the last three weddings, why now, why his wedding? The patriarch just commented that none had looked like me from the last three weddings.

I don't remember actually saying anything but my body posture screamed volumes of horror, fear, anger and denial. I think the two men left as the matriarch of the clan walked in. More likely, she shooed them away. She peered at me an in old crone way, then laid down the law: I would marry a member of the Bear clan. I would not fight it. I would bear my husband children. I would obey him and my elders. I had no choice, because they would not kill me. If they had to, they would drug me to keep me docile. The elder woman held me, trying to sooth me as I sobbed.

Meanwhile, back at my own house, my betrothed, extremely angry, was declaring that he would join the Bear clan to be with me. Surely they would accept another strong warrior and allow him to be with his love. My father and my betrothed were arguing this, but it seemed that my love's mind was made up.

FADE

20 September 2001
Charon

I was on a colony world where many races lived in an uneasy peace. Various parts of the planet were ruled by different species. The city I lived in was mostly inhabited by humans and bi-pedal felines. I was the human concubine to the tiger-like feline leader, Laird.

We were out at the market, visiting the people of the city when reports of attacks at the edges of the city by the lizards (Narn) started pouring in. As we prepared for war, a messenger came with grave news. The lizards were being led by my mate's worst enemy... Charon. Somehow, they had secretly breached the tunnels beneath the city and had amassed an army there.

Once we found this out, my husband, Laird, ordered me to flee with two of his personal guards. Charon was known to torment his enemies through their loved ones. Quickly, I obeyed. I and the two guards, dressed like peasants tried to flee on flood from the city. We were almost successful, except on of the guards forgot to get rid of something of his that had Laird's personal symbol on it.

We tried to convince the patrol that we found it. That I was nobody. But since they were specifically looking for Laird's concubine, I was returned to Charon's camp. Once in his tent, I kept my head down. There were several women there who look somewhat like me. They tried to protect and shelter me. But, as soon as Charon (who looked like ambassador G'Kar) entered, it was all over.

He sniffed at us slowly and I knew he could smell Laird on me. Then, he motioned for his guards to pull me before him and ordered them to raise my head so he could look at my distinctive eyes. (They were bright green.) He began to gloat over capturing his enemy's concubine, declaring that she (I) was now to become his personal slave. I fought against this, threatening to kill him in his sleep. He laughed at me.

He stood, bringing forth a slave collar and approached me. I struggled fiercely to get away but the lizards holding me were too strong. Charon slipped the metal collar around my throat and closed it with an audible click. He leered at me triumphantly, leaning close to either whisper something or to kiss me.

FADE

19 October 2001
Polar Bear Puppies

I had a fun dream this morning. It started out where I was talking to someone about traveling. The whole time, I was dressing in some heavy-duty snow gear. Then, I turned and walked to a dog sled that was being pulled by two medium-sized polar bears. Off we went, into the storm.

Then, I'm in my bedroom. It's a nice bedroom. Large and spacious with a balcony and stairs to the street. It's night. I'm asleep in my bed but I guess I left the door slightly open, because the polar bears come in and start romping around like puppies. They wake me up and I get mad at them when one of them knocks me off my bed. I yell at them like they are puppies and banish them from the room.

Then, I am standing on the balcony and I'm watching James walk down the street. He is being harassed by... someone. I think someone like a Mormon. They are religious in nature and they are yelling at James about his beliefs. I run down there and yell at the person, telling them that there is such a thing as freedom of religion and if he doesn't stop harassing my friend, I'm going to tell that cop! (Flash to a CHP who has pulled someone over.)

James and I go back to my room. He asks me if he use my computer to check his email, explaining something about his computer being broken. I allow him and invited him to come by anytime to check his email. To use the balcony door. Then, I pondered a way for him to signal that he's in my room so he doesn't surprise me. Hanging a card on the door is too obvious. While I am pondering this, the polar bears wander back into my room and come over to see if I'm still mad at them.

FADE

23 October 2001
Daddy?

What an amusing little dream. It has to be because I was watching Angel last night. I was part of Angel Investigations. We were searching for Fred in a series of well-lit underground tunnels with sand floors. We knew there was something in the floors, but we didn't know what. So, we were walking in each other's foot steps and trying to be quiet. At one point, I put a box down because I was tired of carrying it. We - Cordelia, Wesley, Gunn, me and Angel, continued on.

It took us a while, but we finally found Fred. Once we did that, Angel (who seemed really grumpy) ordered us to return the way we came, walking in our own footsteps. I obeyed him, in the lead. I noticed that my footsteps were literally a foot long and bare-foot shaped.

Suddenly, we reached the top of a sand hill that had not been there before. It was right next to the box I put down. I looked over the edge and saw that a huge hole had been dug. It was at least ten feet deep and twelve feet long. It took up the whole tunnel width. I called back to Angel, telling him about the hole. He rushed up, looked down, then jumped in the hole.

I noticed the hole was more a stiff mud than sand. As if it was wet. Then, we noticed the tunnel in the side of the wall. Angel was yelling at everyone, "I want to know what lives in that tunnel and I want to know now!"

That's when I saw the tunnel dweller. It was a HUGE snapping turtle. At least as tall as Angel. It came rushing out, snapping at him. It startled everyone. "Daddy!" I yelped, panicked, as Angel leapt backwards, avoiding the snapping jaws by mere inches. Everyone stopped and looked at me. Wesley was perplexed, mouthing the word "Daddy?" while Gunn and Cordelia just looked at me in disbelief. Angel raised an eyebrow and even the turtle paused to look at me confusedly.

I had covered my mouth as soon as the startled squeak came out. Then, I started to laugh, trying to explain what had happened. You see, last Thanksgiving, my dad was trying to get the grill started but the gas hose was torn, so it spat fire at him - causing me to give the same panicked squeak of "Daddy!" The whole rest of the group just rolled their eyes at me and went back to fighting the giant snapping turtle that was determined to eat Angel.

FADE

17 November 2001
Spike & I

The dream started out at night. I was thief in the basement of a co-ed college dorm house. I was sneaking in to steal from them. I think I was a little demon of some sort. Then, I came upon two giant monsters that looked sorta like snapping turtles. They had recently been reawakened and were talking about how they used to be worshipped as gods and were fed humans. They missed that and were planning to go back to that. Terrified, I slipped away to go get help.

*twitch* I'm me and I'm the Slayer. I live in this college house. There's no Giles, Willow, Tara, Xander or Anya. It's just me and Spike. We are walking down the road, talking. It seems we are talking about us as a couple. I am hesitant. I mean, he is a vampire after all.

We get back to the house and are told about the monsters. So, Spike and I go hunting for them. I don't actually see it, but it is assumed that he and I hunt down the monsters and kill them. What's more important is that after the fight with Spike as my backup, I have finally decided to get over my fear and say yes to Spike, that we can be a couple.

He is overjoyed. He holds me so close in such a warm embrace that I can practically feel it in the real world in a semi-waking state. I look up and kiss him. I am happy, too. New love is such a wonderful feeling.

We rush back to the house to consummate out new relationship. Only, there are people in my room. All of them but one - the 8 year old boy - leave at my request. (He looks like one of my neighbor's kids who often violates my privacy when he comes over.) The little boy decides he doesn't have to leave and is defiant. I yell at him, getting frustrated. Finally, Spike walks over to him, grabs him and whispers that if the kid doesn't leave, he'll send the monsters after him. The kid doesn't believe him until Spike tells the kid he is the king of the monsters and vamps out. The kid, terrified, flees the room.

I hurry to the door to close it, only to have the (kid?) black cat slip in. Angry, I go to the rest of the house members and demand they do something about the cat. Another girl comes in to get the cat. The cat is hissing and spitting. The girl is able to get the cat out, but as I'm closing the door to the room so Spike and I can have some privacy, it slips back in through the hinges.

Overwhelmed with annoyance, I contemplate just killing the cat. Fortunately, it senses this and lets me herd it into an adjoining room. I shut that door and lock it in. I lock the other door as well. Finally, I am alone with Spike. I turn and he is sitting on the bed, chuckling at the situation. I tackle him in mock anger and we wrestle a bit. Then, we start kissing. With a sense of great joy and excitement, we are finally able to consummate our new found mutual love/lust/attraction without guilt.

FADE

[Note: This dream really means nothing. No deep hidden meanings. I was watching TV last night. First, an animal show about giant snapping turtles - one female that was 170 years old. Then, I watched the Buffy musical again. I think my brain decided to write its own happy ending to the Spike/Buffy sexual tension thing and just used what it saw last.]

1 December 2001
Jedi Within

I dreamed that I was on a college campus. University of Portland to be exact. I was in a room with people who were dressed as if they were in a Vampire LARP. A new Prince had shown up and was taking over. Half way through his spiel, I realized that he wasn't kidding. He really was a vampire and everyone in the room was either vampire or ghoul.

Then, I realized that I was neither. That was when someone asked about a great enemy. The Prince was unconcerned. "We have his children." He said, gesturing to me. (I don't know why "children", I was alone.) I didn't like that much. So, as soon as he turned from me, I slipped out the balcony door, ran down the stairs then ran like crazy for safety. I heard a detractor wryly commend "HAD his children..." as I fled.

I was heading for a co-ed dorm, Shipstad, knowing I was pursued, but I got confused, lost. I ran into a building to evade my unseen pursuers. I found myself in the library. I kept trying to get someone to help me, to point me in the direction of Shipstad but people were more interested in why and what I was fleeing. I didn't have time to stop and tell them. They wouldn't believe me anyway.

I ran outside and into the covered part of the quad. Class must have just let out because it was crowded. I frantically looked to see if my pursuers had caught up. That's when I saw him. Jack Black (a top ranked supporting actor). I remembered him vaguely. One of the guys who was always wanting acceptance. He was watching me intently. I pretended not to see him, frantically looking for someone to help me as I silently begged that he was not to one who was to capture me.

Suddenly, he was beside me, just watching me with a hang-dog, but determined, look. I told him that I was not going to return with him. "But if you don't, they'll punish me." He looked so put-upon but I couldn't let him take me back. I glanced around for someone, anyone to latch onto. Then, I saw Adrian Paul (an actor, Highlander star) and I knew I was saved.

"Adrian!" I yelled as I ran to him, dodging Jack. Adrian looked up and saw something was wrong. As soon as I got to him, I told him what happened, the words tumbling from my mouth. He nodded shortly at me and told me I was safe with him.

As he started to escort me away, one of the higher ranked vampires showed up. We were on guard. He told us that there was a civil war going on with the vampires. That the new prince was losing... and whoever had me on their side would win. I declared that I wasn't going to be on any vampire's side. Adrian pulled his sword from nowhere and pushed me behind him.

As he did that, the entire scene changed. We were on a desert planet, Adrian Paul and I. Adrian was also Liam Neeson (another actor, Star Wars Jedi). We were in an outcropping. Adrian/Liam was my Jedi Master and I was his Padawan learner. The whole previous sequence had been some sort of dark Jedi illusion to see what we would do.

There were dark side devotees who had special swords that could combat light sabers. We were surrounded by them. At least a dozen. Also, there was a Sith Master and apprentice watching the fight. Finally, we realized that there were too many of them.

Adrian/Liam had his personal light saber taken from him... and the Sith apprentice (Jack) was giving him one of the light sabers he created. The two of them began to fight in earnest. It seemed to be some sort of ritual challenge. The Sith Master watched me instead of the fight. He was the Prince from the illusion. I could tell that he was hoping his apprentice and my master would kill one another so he would be free to turn me to the Dark Side.

The thought made my blood run cold. I knew that I was not strong enough to defeat or defend against the Sith Master. All my hopes, my future, rested upon my Master... who was fighting a much too even battle against the Sith apprentice.

FADE

4 December 2001
Kindred Spirits

This is one of those strange dream within dreams and a dream in character to boot. I dreamed that I was my vampire character, Anabeth. She was working with Christian and Patricia on a new problem, only months before the conclave. A new group of kindred had appeared. So far, they had not broken the Masquerade but they were violating the domains of the Tremere, Malkavians and Ventrue. No one knew who they were.

At one point, somehow, Christian, Anabeth and Patricia had managed to capture one at the University. But this one was injured and not responding to anything. Finally, Anabeth figured out that they were always damp seeming and maybe water would help. To the pool. That did help some and Christian took custody of the strange water kindred.

Later, while Patricia and Anabeth were investigating another sighting, Anabeth suggested that they look under the water. They did but didn't find anything at first. As they were returning to the top, Anabeth dropped something and had to swim back down to get it. While retrieving the lost item, she watched the secret entrance in the wall open. It was some sort of water tight contraption. She swam away, still watching and was shocked to see the person who emerged from the wall.

It was a man... kindred... very familiar to her but she didn't know why. The kindred stood at the entrance, watching her intently with all-too-familiar eyes. Anabeth fled, telling Patricia about the secret entrance but not about the fact that the strange kindred seemed so familiar to her.

Some days later, Anabeth is at her favorite jazz club, still thinking about this strange occurrence. She heads out for her car and is stopped cold as she sees six of the strange water kindred lounging on and around it. Including the familiar one.

Immediately, Anabeth pulls out her cell phone and calls Bone, "We have a problem. There are six of them at the Blue Moon jazz club and I think they are here for me. I'll hold them off as best I can." She hangs up and calls Christian.

"Hello?" Christian answers.

"Christian, it's Anabeth. I think we have a problem. I -" Anabeth gasps as suddenly the familiar one is at her side, taking her phone from her and grabbing her wrist in a grip of steel.

"Christian, you do have a problem." He speaks to the phone without preamble, watching Anabeth with intent blue eyes. "You have one of mine and now I have one of yours. A life for a life. That's the deal. I will contact you with the details later." Then, he hangs up the phone.

"This will not benefit you." Anabeth states as calm as possible as she frantically looks for ways to escape.

He leans close, "It already has, Lela."

Anabeth shakes her head. "I don't know what you are talking about."

"Don't you? You don't remember when we last knew one another?" He whispers closely in her ear, one hand still holding her wrist. One now on her neck. "You do not remember the dance?"

Suddenly, Anabeth is throw into a vivid daydream/memory of a tribal water dance involving a new pale stranger. Someone who should have died at sea but did not. He must be favored by the Sea Goddess. Therefore good enough for the tribe. It was an induction for him... and she could not take her eyes off of the pale, handsome stranger... It seemed that he fancied her, too.

Anabeth shakes her head to clear it. "What are you doing to me?" She demands. "You are not going to get away with this. I can hear Bone's people already." She is clearly confused and frightened.

He releases her wrist to raise a finger to her lips. "Shhhhh. I know something you don't."

"What?" She involuntarily responds.

"This." He flicks something on his ring and jabs the protruding pin into her neck. With only a sharp inhale of breath marking her surprise, Anabeth slumps into the pale stranger's arms. Then, the stranger and his companions calmly walk off, carrying Anabeth, as Bone arrives moments too late.

Unknown time later, Anabeth is waking up on a bed. She is aware of someone gently stroking her face and body. Angry and frightened, she bites out softly, "If you want to keep that hand, you will remove it."

The offending hand is removed but the expected, too familiar voice, wryly comments "You used to like it when I would wake you like that."

"I don't know what you are talking about but I am not Lela. I am Anabeth Scott." She sits up groggily, scooting backwards to the wall and she looks around.

He gestures dismissively. "Only in this lifetime."

Anabeth shakes her head. "You can't go on thinking I’m someone I'm not."

He shifts closer to her. Much too close for comfort. "I know who you were... are.... I can feel it. I know you do, too. A love like ours doesn't fade. Even through new lives."

"You are crazy. There's no such thing as reincarnation."

He grins at her. "There's no such thing as vampires... or werewolves either." She is silent to that. "Maybe this will help you remember." Without warning, he grabs Anabeth, kissing her passionately.

Then, Anabeth woke up with a start. She looked around. She was in her bed, in her apartment. There were no strange water kindred who thought that she was their reincarnated love... but, a name lingered in her mind... "Badru...? Why is that so familiar?" She whispered softly.

Then, I woke up.

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