Hello, let me preface this by saying I was watching a buffy the vampire slayer marathon last night. Clearly it had an influence! LOL
In the dream I am some kind of immortal or supernatural being, possibly half human, half supernatural being with powers and abilities far beyond a human being. I was definately..different. Possibly I was an immortal "vampire with a soul" (like in the tv show I just watched). All I can say for sure is that I was definately supernatural and didn't feel human, although I still had strong ties and care for the human world, I was not of them. Although I certainly wanted to be. But I felt this divide by who and what I was and straddling the realms between that and the human world. So to speak.
The dream begins with me in bed with my friend/partner/love (he was human by the way). He was asleep when an old angry man barges in and instantly kills him. Killed him in his sleep. And did it because the man was with me--an extra human or supernatural being. This old man took out my partner because he didn't want any humans associating with me. I was meant to be isolated. He was against me because he was an old human man, with old human fears and needs to control. He hated that he couldn't control me. It was his mission to annihilate me the only way he could--since I was immortal , he would kill all those that supported me, all that I loved, so that I would be isolated, so that I wouldn't have influence on any other people.
Well, he'd just killed someone I loved, an innocent who was sleeping, defenseless, just to destroy me the best way he knew how. It would never stop. This man felt I had no right to exist. He felt anyone who acknowledged my existence had no right to exist. He stood there before me gloating, gruff, clearly empowered and getting a "high" from what he'd just done. He till had the crossbow in his arms, although they were somewhat relaxed now. He'd just killed my friend. Thats what the crossbow was for. He knew he couldn't kill me with it. But yet here he still stood. Just to glowing in the power and satisfaction of what he'd done to me. I could also the righteous rage fuming off him. He was pure motiviation to destroy me. It was like a drug to him.
The sight of this, plus the long history of his persecution of me playing in the background of my mind, mostly it was the sight of his enjoyment, determination, and the high he got off of controlling and killing that suddenly I snapped out of a lifetime of passivity, fleeing, hiding in the dark, retreating...and I DID something. It happened in slow motion. I sent a blob of blood from me to him. It floated in slow motion until it reached his right eye. I made it go to his eye. Then it became a part of his eye. His eye turned red. I step back and observe him now, red eye and all. I notice he looks particularly old, crotchety, and ugly now. His gray hair is wild, unkempt, and uncared for. His eyes are wild, engraged, like an animal with rabies. He wants to destroy me. That has not changed. But my decision to infect his eye with my blood was not unlike a vampires decision to bite someones neck. It would not kill him, but it would infect him. He was now infected with my blood and thus transformed--he would be immortal now, or supernatural, or whatever it was that I was that made me so different from humans. He would now be what he sought to destroy in me. I knew the serious consequences when I did this. I deliberately infected him. I deliberately sent my blood across the the room, like a small orb of blood, directly to his righteous rage filled eye. I wonder what it means that I only sent it to one eye? At any rate, when I awoke I felt the serious weight of what I'd done. Does this dream mean I've succumbed to revenge? Did I do this to the old man to get back at him for destroying my life? For killing my contacts? (He'd killed who had contact with me, my partner was simply the latest, most devastating). For his persistant attempts to extinguish me? Was this a dream about my need for revenge? I worry that's what it is.