So... yeah. Hellboy 2 has been on my mind a lot recently due to both the fact that the DVDs just recently came out AND that I'm dressing up as Nuala for Megacon 09.
I've also been reading the Dark Tower series by Stephen king, and lately my brain has taken to mixing the two things in my sleep, making for some really strange dreams.
My most recent actually seemed to have a plot of it's own... even thought it didn't make to much sense.
^_^;
Potential Spoilers for those that haven't seen Hellboy 2. Read at your own risk.The dream started out in the
B.P.R.D. building, where I/Nuala was trying to find... someone (probably Abe) to inform them about a huge party that was going on in the elven subterranean in honor of Nuada for succeeding the king.
I guess that I found him because the next thing that I knew, I was heading down an elevator where we came across effectively what looked like an overgrown (with plants), underground mall that was proudly displaying banners with Nuada's face on it.
Well.. because the coronation ceremony was going to be crowded, there were these comfortable pull-carts that everyone was loading into so that they could be taken to their appropriate seats for the event (we were first-class naturally) and thus were drawn through this little area that was full of Disney-ride like displays of affection toward the prince.
After that we were taken to a back-stage area where we met up with my Brother/Nuada who was looking really confused as to the whole affair and couldn't wait for it to be over. We hugged in greeting and then I told him that I was going to show Abe to his seat.
That in itself was rather uneventful and Abe got his seat, but I was never able to get back to the room with my brother as I was intercepted by these really nice individuals that appeared to be part of the B.P.R.D.
Of course they weren't.
I was lead to a room that was somehow both connected and not to the underground. I was forced to sit down at gun point in one of the plush chairs in the room where I apparently was supposed to be a lure for my brother. They knew that Nuada could find me... but I guess that they didn't know exactly how.
After what seemed like a long time. Nuada showed up to do some ass-kicking, but stopped short when they saw that they were threatening me. The people stated flat out that they were going to kill Nuada but they wanted information first and had informed him that if he talked they wouldn't kill me.
He glanced at me in mild disbelief that they didn't know about the weird twin connection that we shared and I swear he called them dumb-asses telepathically. He gave in and agreed that he would talk.
Well, the talking ended up being more of a game where they did various things to try and humiliate him, using me just to see how much they could get away with. Before it got to far though someone with authority in the group walked in, grabbed me by the wrist, and held up some sort of blade to my throat.
This is where the dream both got really weird and started making maybe some sense.
My assailant proclaimed that Nuada and I should have been dead and that we should have known this fact. He also claimed that we were born in the future and had been living backward (like Merlin) and claimed that we were planning on killing someone that was like a father to him. He informed us that if he killed us now we wouldn't be able to do that and he could protect whoever that was.
He was about ready to slit my throat when I spoke up and said that this couldn't be possible because I remembered the events of the previous days, leading up to the coronation celebration.
The dude let me go so that I could explain that my memories were traveling forward in time right along with everyone else and started prattling off dumb details about the days before when he stopped me by asking if I died.
I had to freeze at that because I clearly remembered the stand-off between Hellboy and my brother and then me taking my own life to kill him (cause that was the movie. dur dur)... and yet I was standing there trying to explain that the guy was wrong about the whole thing.
The assailant stepped forward and explained that a group of elves, unaware of why the king died, had found the waxy remains of Nuada and myself and performed some sort of magic ritual to bring us back from the dead...
I was about to get more of an explanation when my alarm clock woke me up. I hate it that dreams always seem to end at the best parts. X'D