Dreams, part 2

I had a blood condition that made me part mutant lizard. I could will myself to change either fully, or only halfway to lizard, and I had superpowers as I was in my lizard state- I had powerful breath, and could use it to blow things far distances. I was also very nimble and could contort myself, and climb walls.
One day, I was sitting at my desk, and decided to go out in my half lizard form. I heard a knock on the door. I quickly dodged behind the edge of the doorframe, wondering what I should do. I did not want anyone to recognize me in my half lizard form. It was only the pizza guy. I stayed in my position behind the doorframe for a very long time, contemplating; long enough for the pizza guy to open the door and start aimlessly drawing figures in the fog he had created on the window with his breathe. I thought now was my perfect chance. I darted to the door, flicked the lock, and flung it open. Much to my knowledge, it was a hot Asian man. I promptly made out with him, to distract him from seeing my semi-lizard form. He used his tongue too much, so I threw him onto the porch, and told him I would give him a lesson. I had to preserve the legend of my fearless self. Who knows what infirmities a traveling man of pizza could withhold!
As soon as I said this, I heard footsteps behind me. My brother came to see what the commotion was. I turned back around to the Asian delivery man, and he had turned into my Asian friend, Alex. I introduced him and my brother; we were all standing in the laundry room, when we heard a small crack… I quickly donned my lizard senses, and surveyed all that could possibly happen at the moment. Time slowed down, and I heard a faint whistling. A small pop was then issued thereafter, and a bullet round the size of my wrist slowly (time was still sluggish) pushed its way through the wall. I leaned over, and exhaled a short burst of breathe onto the traveling bullet. It stopped in its tracks, where my brother promptly bagged it so we could further investigate it. We pulled it out, and it had some odd spiral markings on it. Had it not been for the pizza delivery man (Alex) I would have been sitting at my desk, and probably have been dead by now, fallen victim to the deadly fury of an unsuspecting death by firearm.
We went into hero mode (my brother was a mutant wasp-like thing) and surveyed all of our possibilities. Who could have attempted to kill me, and was there more of the same thing coming again? There definitely was. We heard a loud explosion, and sneaked a peak out the window. The place where delivery Alex’s car stood was now a pile of ash and burning enamel....

It really sucks, not ever finishing my dreams, or not remembering enough to write it all down… but you can use your imagination :)

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