Highlanderish dream

[beccaelizabeth]

Had a dream that left me waking up abruptly but with this vast sense of peace. It was really... moving and weird at once.

Was a Highlander dream, mostly, but then there was this huge great monster demon. It was bigger than buildings to start with, and made up of parts of people, so the arms were made of hundreds of arms and faces screaming and waving. Also it looked like it was made of clay. But big and sort of ugly pink/brown and very scary.

But I defeated it with love.

Yup, written down that looks as bad as I thought it would.

*sigh*

Faith, Hope and Love, to be precise.

The demon appeared and everyone was all 'aaaargh, demon! we're all going to die!' but I was calm and drew my feelings together and sort of threw them at it. They went out like a light, struck the demon, and shrank it a lot. A lot of it was shadows and fear, I guess.

There were a whole lot of Immortals, and we started on Holy Ground but the demon lured them off to fight, but me and Joe were still there. I sort of centered myself, gathered what I believed together. Faith Hope Love. Was this huge peaceful feeling, but at the same time it was the middle of an apocalypse so it was a sort of *worried* peaceful feeling. Joe and I hesistated before stepping out the gate and into the fight. Joe asked if I was afraid. I, slightly puzzled, said "Turns out I believe in heaven. Huh." So, no, not afraid of dying. And not afraid of losing really, because of that handy Faith part. But afraid of losing individual people, certainly.

Demon lured Immortals off Holy Ground, therefore HG was significant to it, so, Joe and I decided to take HG to it. Faith again. Just carry that peace with us and all the earth is holy.

So we joined hands and stepped out the gate, and brought our faith to the fight.

Very big fight, lots of Immortals. Duncan of course (in a bathrobe, for reasons of what we were doing right before the demon turned up). But also both Methos and Kronos, on horses. Fighting each other. Big problem - bad demon of conflict, would feed on the Quickenings no matter whose it was. So I threw something at them. And it turned into a blade, and impaled one Immortal through the chest. Methos. UH-oh. Methos looked at me all shocked, and fell from the horse - into his brother's arms. Kronos did not immediately kill him. So, back to concentrating on the demon.

Shouted to everyone, no Quickenings or it feeds the demon. No fighting really. Big conflict demon, sought out Immortals for they live for the fighting. But give it true things instead - Faith Hope Love - and shrink it does. Lots of shrinking. Until it was small enough it looked almost like only one person, and I could touch both arms at once. And I did, and I sent love again. Compassion, even for this apparent demon. They did much screaming and twisted to run away.

Other Immortals could see now, my way was working. So there were big speeches on explaining why (probably something about demons being big mistakes, show them truth and they fade). But I was slightly distracted because Methos came up behind me and hugged me and put his chin on my shoulder and sort of nuzzled my neck. Which, um, nice, but I just did sorta kinda kill him a little, so I was somewhat apprehensive as to what he would do about it. But, apparently he was agreeing with me about the philosophical principles. He pretty much joined in.

So we all ended up surrounding the demon guy, who was much shrunk now. I was standing between Mac and Methos. But the demon was going on about how if even one of us slipped, if we so much as thought bad thoughts, demon would get strong again. And a Quickening? Would be the end of the world.

Oh yeah?

Methos gets his sword out, swings, takes my head.



See he wasn't killing me for revenge, probably. If he was then the whole thing is a big screw up and the world ended. If instead he was being sad and compassionate and stuff then things work out different. My Quickening to be a Light Quickening for the demon, who would be no more a demon, just another Immortal, with my faith-hope-love inside. No more ending the world.

So I woke up very happy and peaceful with this vast feeling inside, like a whole world inside me. Difficult to explain in words. Knowing of doing the right thing.



Many troubles with that theory, of course. I mean willing sacrifice it might be, but big exploding lightning and death it also was. So it might have gone horribly wrong. And I wouldn't be there to fix it, which is a bit unfair when its my own plan.


I could write it up as a fic, but as per usual for dreams its terribly MarySue. And not terribly original. So bunnylike it remains.


The bit with Duncan in the bathrobe was fun. It was white and gold to match his sword. I turned up in his shop and he stepped out with the sword, rather like in The Gathering but with less clothes. And then he had a sword to my neck and made me kneel and was sort of leading me around the shop and keeping me prisoner that way. And I was entirely happy with that. Kinky, yes, but fun.

Comments

[darthhellokitty.livejournal.com]

That is without a doubt the coolest, most *uplifting* dream I've ever heard told. I am POSITIVE you were a Light Q for the demon.