There are twisted roads that break off and then continue off on the side, connected with grass. Drive to some relative's house. My dad's brother's family, perhaps. At some shanty house kind of place, we move about, doing something with water guns. My siblings and I are there, as well as a couple other people our age. Eventually, we leave on the road at a fast rate because we need to go somewhere.
I'm sitting in the front left seat of a car, but I'm not driving (rather, I'm snuggling under a blanket). The car in front of us has four young adult guys standing on top of the car. Rope ties their feet the the car and their necks loosely together so they can remain standing on the car. The guy on the front right side looks at me, and I smile and wave. He waves back and talks to the other three guys. The guys in the back lean over so they're looking between the two front guys and smile and wave as well. Suddenly, there's some alarm in the city, and everyone speeds off. Our car and the car in front are separated at a highway cross way. Our car flies into the air and jumps from one road to the next. Eventually, we reach our destination.
I'm searching for the people on the car, wondering if they're okay or something like that along with someone else (my sister, possibly). We're in types of battle machines, jumping from rooftop to rooftop. It's nighttime in the city, but there are lots of lights from the buildings under us. While jumping from one roof to the next, I glance to my right to see a huge jumbo screen of a young man with somewhat spiky dark hair talking with someone. I instantly know he's one of the guys (even though he wasn't on the car in the previous dream), and I continue to search for him.
There are two people lying on a hotel bed. The room has pasty pale yellow walls, as well as light brown and orange colors. There's a desk to the right side of the bed, but no other furniture, I think. One is a girl with pulled back, short black hair and a headband (or maybe it was a bandage). There other was a boy, though I didn't actually see him, so I don't know what he looks like. They were altered somehow from the inside to gain certain powers. The dream narrator's voice is saying that because of the change inside (it turned them into a form of alien, I think), they won't be able to turn their heads anymore, or something like that. The dream camera zooms in on the girl, whose eyes are open as she lies on the bed. She starts to twitch, and her skin looks rougher and more demented. Her eyes are pale blue, and her arms and hands are starting to look like tentacles. Eventually she gets out of her bed and stands up. She has some kind of power in her eyes. Her hands turn back to normal, and she talks about what she'll be able to do with her powers though she isn't sure if the benefits outweigh the negatives of losing her body in some senses.
There's a room with a long brown table. Four people are found, but they aren't the guys from the car (though we know they're 'the ones'). The four come in pairs, but not perfectly. The leader is a guy with thin, light brown hair slicked left to right. He's shorter in height but very intelligent. His name starts with J and is a very recognizable name, though I can't recall exactly what it was. He probably is the oldest of the bunch, aged about 22-23. There's a girl with pale blond white hair in two long piggy tails from the top of her left and right sides of her head. She's the logical/practical one and good with her fingers. She's paired with the leader. About 19-20 years old. Then there are the two people from the bed. The girl is stockier in appearance, a fighter. More serious in nature but a risk taker, willing to sacrifice for her team. 20-21. And then there's the other guy. As mentioned before, I don't know what he looks like, but he might just be the young man from the jumbo screen (if so, then darker clothing, dark spiked hair). But I'm not 100% sure it's him. He's the youngest of the bunch (younger looking than the jumbo screen dude), and although he's somewhat paired with the second girl, he's at heart actually paired with the leader, but only in a one-sided way. He respects him at a high level and will do anything for him. J is sitting on the opposite side where the camera is, on the most right side. Across of him and a seat to the left is girl 1. Then there's girl 2 a little ways down on the same side as girl 1. Then guy 2 is further down a little more, on the same side as J, I think. The camera shows J and girl 1 making a little something with their hands. The other two are probably doing the same as well. While they're working, they are talking amongst one another every so often.
There's one word for me and one word for my sister. It tells us something important, but I can't remember what it was. It was a longer word, though.
I'm making models of robots along with my sister, my younger brother, a couple others, and a girl with brown hair in the downstairs hallway near the sun room. We create them using parts similar to Legos. The models have to look normal, but they can transform into a battle machine of sorts. The girl finishes the first one that I approve and sets it aside. My sister makes this complicated one that looks like a tank, but its outer walls unfold, and it can bend into another shape. At the end, my younger brother finishes one he's been working on the entire time. It's in a ball shape, but when it unrolls, it turns into a machine that looks quite like a SmartBot, with large google eyes. He rolls it back up. Eventually we have about 10-12 models. I tell my mom to look at them and say what she thinks. We put them in several large plastic bags and write something on the bags to indicate what they are. Mom picks up one, and it's a CD some boy gave me? I take it from her and toss it to the side, telling her to ignore it. She then takes the next. There are words in my older brother's handwriting that say that it's for good luck. At first glance, I thought he put a banana peel inside the bag (as my mom thinks as well). She scolds my bro, but then at second glance, I see that it's actually a watch. I look at my right wrist to see my Chobits watch on. My sister is wearing her Kobato watch on her wrist, so I know the watch is a new one. I take the bag from my mom and thank my older brother, pulling it out.
(after waking up then going back to sleep)
I'm in the living room next to the cabinet, showing J Tretinyak a Fire Emblem: Sacred Stones level (that doesn't actually exist). There are square shaped landscapes at nighttime in the game, and the game has more realistic-looking graphics that it usually does. There's a river that runs through the the bottom, and there's a three-sides u-shaped fence on the left side. For some reason, all my troops are dying, such as Cormag, whose HP bar is flashing red. Also, for some reason, Dorcas is in the game, even though he belongs to FE: Blazing Sword, and he's really weak compared to everyone else. I use him to help out Cormag by killing off an enemy with 3HP exactly.
I'm running in nighttime. People are attacking us, and I have a pocket knife in hand. It's not pitch dark, but dark enough. As I run near a bridge, I kill a young boy with dark skin, hesitating for a little bit. Then I see two young, dark-skinned girls run from the bridge, and I hide them away in nearby bushes, telling them I'll come back. I feel bad for killing the boy and want to make up for it. They giggle and then hide. My three siblings appear with me, and we run down the wooden bridge and fight enemies, eventually reaching our winding driveway. There isn't snow or ice on it (though it's in the middle of winter in real life). I spot a rattlesnake on the ground (though it doesn't rattle and is larger than real life ones). My older brother picks it up and wraps it around himself, and my younger brother tells him that it's dangerous and that he should put it back down on the ground. Eventually, we all go into our home. My mom's in the home, and it's still nighttime. I tell her that we need to pick up the girls. I check my pocketknife and notice that it has a really small blade. I then glance over to my sister to see her whip out her pocketknife, which looks like our kitchen knife blades. It's bigger, curved, and stronger, so I ask her if she could lend it to me. Mom and I head out.
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