Last night I had three dreams about the X-men. The first involved Professor X. Somehow, his mind was trapped inside the body of a giant ape. He snuck around the X Mansion, making sure not to get seen and frighten the students. Finally making it to a secluded room that overlooked a gym, Professor Ape telepathically contacted Cyclops and informed him of the situation. Things got hazy here; I'm not sure if they resolved the situation or not, but I transitioned into my next dream.
I was a mutant with weak telekinetic powers. I was with the X-men and we were on a mission to thwart Magneto's vague plans of world domination. My role was to drive by the Brotherhood of Evil Mutants and knock some stuff over with my powers to distract them. I did so and drove off, then ditched my car and tried to get away on foot. Unfortunately, Magneto found me pretty quickly. What ensued was a small chase through an alleyway, then a warehouse of some sort. There were a lot of tall metal shelves, so my capture was inevitable. Meanwhile, the X-men were nowhere to be seen. Dicks.
The last X-men dream involved me as a new mutant with a group of young X-men. We were walking down the street when we saw a truck getting rammed by other cars. Somehow, we could tell there was a mutant driving the truck and figured that the other cars were driven by human supremacists. Well, as young X-men, we weren't having none of that. We stepped in, using our various powers to scare the other drivers off, but some of them came back to harass all of us now. We offered to escort the truck to wherever it was going, so a few of us got in the truck. I rode in the truck bed with the others. I'm not sure what my particular power was. It might have had to do with fire and probably strength or invulnerability as well, because I was at the end of the truck bed, almost taunting cars to hit me like some kind of mutant bumper. As one car was about to ram me, my phone rang and I woke up...
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