Lucid Time!

I started off having some kind of anxiety dream about being late for school or something. When I arrived at school, I knew something was fishy about the situation because this has been such a common dream for me.
I do a nose-plug reality check, and find out I can breathe. I do it again, and confirm that I am, in fact dreaming. At this point, I was in my high school's parking lot and it was very foggy. (Not in that the dream itself was unstable, but the area was realistically foggy)
I began to go about my business. I tried to stabilize, and I yelled out "I'm lucid dreaming!"
A dream character turned around. "Oh, No you dont!" He yelled as he ran at me. He was a pale and thin man, quite a bit taller than me in a black leather coat. He had short black hair.
He tried to punch me, but (being lucid) I kicked him in the chest and sent him flying back several feet. He pulled out a knife and ran towards me again. He tried to stab me in the left shoulder, but the knife broke when it hit me.
Another dream character showed up, quite a bit younger with dirty blonde hair in a sort of bowl cut. I just stood there to see what they would do. The black haired man took out a handgun and started shooting at me. I looked down in front of me and saw the bullets hitting my body and falling on the pavement.
The blonde man opened the trunk of a red car and took out an assault rifle, something like an AK-47 or something. He handed it to the black haired man. "Here! Try this!"
Sure enough he started shooting me. The bullets were just falling on the ground and I was confident these DCs would just give up eventually. I didn't realize that I was losing stability.
The Blonde man reached into the trunk again and took out an RPG. He handed it off to the black-haired man who shot it at me. I held up my hand and sort of caught the blast in my palm, deflecting the explosion away from me.
I woke up.

Sort of sucks that I just stood there. But at the same time, funny to see DCs fail at killing me.