live - lightning crashes

awesome, except they're starting to sound like crazy fantasy stories.
it starts out vaguely, with a 12 year old girl standing talking to a werewolf. the werewolf, if you can give him an age, would be about 40. he's got a scar across his face and just this general warrior-type feeling to him. he's talking to the girl very calmly, but the girl is starting to cry. the werewolf is a wanted felon, and so even though he's been looking out for her and been like her father her entire life, he has to leave and he can't say when he'll be back. the girl is still crying, not wanting him to leave, but she calms down and manages to give him a hug and a kiss, and wish him well before he leaves. then the werewolf runs off, and she's left alone.
now the story skips about 10 years. she's 22, living in an apartment with a giant mutt of a dog, this big tan monster that looks more like a lion than a dog. she's been talking to this neighbor in the building for a while, getting to know him, all that stuff. her dog is crazy nuts about the guy, and she doesn't really understand it, but whatever, she likes him. perspective shifts to his point of view, he's looking at her face and feeling kind of sad. he tells her he has to leave, and he goes back to his apartment just as the girl's grandmother, immature uncle, and 5-year-old twin nieces show up. so the guy is sitting outside his apartment sort-of panicing because he has to be packed and gone from the apartment by the next day, and he hasn't started yet. the girl comes over to talk to him and offers to help him pack, which he's thankful for but slightly hesitant.
inside his apartment, everything's pretty much bare. you can hardly tell he lives there, except for the usual sofa, tv, and kitchen appliances. she starts to ask him why he's so worried about packing in time when one of the little girls opens a door to a bedroom, which is completely covered in junk. clothes everywhere, posters, skateboards, guitars, everything you'd find in a teenagers room. the guy shrugs - his little brother lives with him. his own room is cleaner than his brother's, but there's still a lot of stuff to pack up. as the little twins are asking who'll take what, the girl grins and says she'll take the guy's room. so she can snoop, and all that.
meanwhile the uncle finds some sort of game (it reminds me of digimon and pokemon and all those) that he starts playing with the twins. it's all very realistic and sort-of spooky, especially when the bird-thing he'd been playing with starts flying around and getting bigger. and the bird-thing is not happy. it's panicing and twisting around and no one can tell what it's trying to get away from. meanwhile the room they're in has melted away and they're in the middle of an endless tropical ocean (the water is crystal clear turqiose blue) and they're all standing on the deck of a ship. and now you can see what the bird's afraid of. it's this giant white.. thing. it's long and sort of like a giant sea serpent, except it doesn't really have a head. (think of a piece of licorice after you bite the ends off. it's a long tube. that's this white thing, with just an opening for a mouth.) and the white thing grabs the bird and starts chowing down on it, ripping it to shreds and eventually, the bird's gone. then the white thing starts coming after the people on the boat.
the guy from before has changed... hell, okay, everyone's appearance has changed. (last night i was watching this weird thing on the sci-fi channel about some scottish clan, no kilts here folks. it was like the way they wish peasants and people living in the country really dressed. it was all leather and straps and braids and dredlocks and the girls all had strings woven through their hair... i think you know what i mean. i hope. the type of stuff that looks good in the movies but never works out when normal people try to wear it.) so the guy is wearing this typical cloth pants, leather vest, he's got tattoos around his bicep and his hair is all messy (in the sexy i'm-a-man-of-the-wilderness type way.) so the guy jumps out of the boat and tries to get this thing away from the people, but about this time the guy's brother shows up (don't ask me how) and says that the thing doesn't want him, it wants the girl (again, don't ask me how he knows.) so the girl, being all brave and heroic, dives into the water and swims off. she's a fast swimmer. (think final fantasy X.) and so she's barely keeping ahead of this thing, but she's definitely getting further away from the ship. the thing is attacking her, somehow it's sliced up her stomach, and it's coming up on her and she's about to die. out of nowhere, this blindingly bright white light flashes, and when it's gone she's holding this strange spear, that's all twisted like a sea shell and semi-transparents, like it's made of glass. she dives underwater and sees mermaids swimming away from her. one looks back and waves for her to stop watching and start looking out for herself. the girl comes back to the surface and stabs the white thing with her new spear, and it dies. she climbs back into the boat and her grandmother is panicing big-time, but her uncle is right at home with all the weird shit going on, and the twins are adapting pretty easily. the guy and his brother are grinning, proud of her, but kind of stunned too.
later they're all in this huge canyon, and the place is packed. the guy and his brother have faded into the crowd. it seems like every kind and tribe leader and shaman have all showed up to some council meeting. the girl is in new clothes, just typical pants and revealing itty-bitty halter top (the kind that hollywood thinks all peasants wore!). but she's also got the skin of a leopard draped over her shoulders, with the head of the leopard on top of hers. (think bear rug, with the head still attached, and wearing it like a cape.) she's still holding the spear she got from the mermaids. the council members have been talking and general consensus is that whatever's been plagueing their lands for a very long time, will gladly go after the girl. so they decide to use her as bait. for some reason she agrees to this. so everyone's standing around sort-of partying for the last night she'll be with them. there's this one person who's been looking out for the girl ever since she came on shore. he pretty much looks exactly like red XIII from final fantasy VII. so he's talking to the girl, just being a general buddy to her, when this howl tears through the canyon, and everyone shuts up.
way up on the edge of the canyon, the werewolf from 10 years ago is standing, looking down on them. the grandmother gasps, says something about "that murderer!" and most of the usual rabble is starting to get excited about forming an angry mob to kill him. but all the head honchos, the council members and chiefs and shamans and everyone, all sound really excited just to see him at all. the red XIII guy howls back, and the werewolf runs down into the canyon and the two greet each other happily, doggy-style, with lots of jumping around and licking each other's faces. then the werewolf sees the girl. and he walks up to her and says "well, what's this?" and he's looking at her and looking very proud of her, when it strikes him that something's up. he turns to the red XIII guy and suddenly knows what's going on, that she's bait. and he starts going into this angry tantrum, screaming at everyone and yelling "is this what my daughter deserves!? after all i've done for you, this is how you repay me?!" and he goes up to the horse that they'd packed for the girl, and he rips open the bags that they'd put supplies in for her. he's picking through the stuff, tossing it all aside as worthless. he comes to the weapons they were going to give to her so she'd have a fighting chance, and none of it is good quality at all. meanwhile he's still shouting stuff like "this is what you're giving to her? this is the best you think my daughter is capable of using? what's this?! it's no good, none of it! you should be ashamed!" etc, etc. just general angry-father tirade, righteous indignation, that sort of thing. and the girl is just shocked to be hearing him referring to her as his daughter. finally the werewolf calms down, looks around, glaring at all the people around him. he tells them to fuck themselves, find bait from somewhere else, no one is sacrificing his own flesh and blood. and he turns to the girl, completely calm now, and says "come here. i haven't seen you in 10 years. we have lots of catching up to do." and the girl smiles, grins, and walks over to him, happy as a clam to see him again. and as they walk away he asks her "so, got any guy troubles i can help you with?"
and then i woke up.