FORTY SIX | Cursed

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( jump the shark )

    HOLDING UP HER BOW, ALLISON PULLED BACK THE STRING

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HOLDING UP HER BOW, ALLISON PULLED BACK THE STRING. She pointed the weapon at the wall, pulling back the strip to stretch it out. It had been a minute since she used her bow. Adam watched her from the bed, observing her. Sam was off somewhere else within the motel room.

She couldn't help but think about revenge and the multiple times she killed something or almost killed something over revenge. Revenge was dangerous. It had caused so much trauma and trouble in her life. Adam cleared his throat, "So, you and Dean?" he asks, blushing slightly as he looked down to the gun Sam had given him. Allison slowly lowers her bow and looks over at him, "Yeah?" she was a bit confused by his question.

"You're . . ." Adam trails off, looking up at her through his eyelashes.

"A thing . . ." she trailed off, slightly squinting her eyes at him. He cleared his throat nodding, going quiet. She moved over to the bed and placed her bow down next to a quiver of arrows. He looks back up at her, "So, the whole revenge thing . . . what was your revenge?"

By this time, Sam had strolled back into the same room they were in. He took a seat on the bed also messing with one of the guns. Allison hummed, "One of my revenge trips —" she kinda smiled, "I was seventeen and my mother had just died," she began. Sam and Adam both looking at her, "I didn't know the full story then but I did know one thing. I wanted to kill the man who made her take her life. Anything that got in my way, I was ready to kill until I realized I was becoming the bad guy. Until I realized who the bad guy was," she continued.

She shrugged, "Sometimes it can be your only family." Adam nodded slowly at words, letting them sink in before turning to Sam. "S-Sam," the younger Winchester brother hummed in response, looking at Adam waiting for him to continue, "How did dad actually die?"

"Demon." was all Sam said as began to mess with the gun in his lap once again. "You hunted it down? Got revenge?" Adam hoped.

"Dean killed it." Sam replied, recalling the events. Allison too thought back to that day. That same day, she remembered everything from being a teenager. "So it's over for you." Adam assumes.

Sam stops for a moment and looks over at Adam, "It's never over."

Suddenly, the power went off. "What the . . ." Adam trails off, looking around. Both Allison and Sam fell confused as well, but also became aware. Allison shushed Adam and the room became quiet. Quiet enough so that they heard the clanking inside the walls. Inside the ducts.

"Stay here." Sam says, looking to Allison and Adam. Allison grabs ahold of Adam placing him behind her as she pulled out two chinese ring daggers.

Sam entered the bathroom with his shotgun raised but much to his dismay, nothing was there. He turned back around as they continued to hear the movements inside the ducts. "It's in the vents," Sam looks to Allison with wide eyes, "Go! Go!"

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