Jump In The Fire

Chapter 11

'We can scratch demon and ghost of the list,' Dean says after he pushes something iron against my arm. 'Oh goody, what a surprise' I say sarcastic. Dean reaches a pen to me. 'It's silver,' he says. I shrug and take the pen, nothing happens. 'No Shapeshifter, Djinn, Skinwalker, Werewolf or Zombie either,' Dean says. My eyes widen a little. 'Wait, all those things are real?' I ask surprised. Sam, Dean and Bobby nod. 'My goodness,' I whisper. 

'We do need to check something and it can hurt a little,' Dean says. I look at him weird. 'If it hurt don't do it,' I say simple. Dean suddenly grabs my arm and before I know it he cuts into it. I grimace of the pain and automatically reaches for my arm. Blood streams out the wound and drips on the ground. Sam grabs a towel and binds it around my arm. 'What the hell was that for?' I ask. 'Just to know for sure,' Dean says. I look at the knife, it's silver. 'You just touched me with silver why cut me with it?' I say angrily. 'Cause silver sometimes only affects monsters if it's with cutting. And we needed to be sure.' 

After all the little test Sam and Dean pulled me through, there was still no proof of me being some kind of monster. 'I don't understand, we've tried everything but nothing that affects monsters affects you. We've tried silver, gold, Holy Water, salt and other stuff, but we've got nothing,' Sam whines. I roll with my eyes. 'Of course not. You want to know WHY nothing affects me? Cause I'm not a monster but just a perfectly normal human being, okay?' Dean shakes his head. 'No, I don't buy it. Normal people don't have glowing purple eyes,' he says. I sigh. 'It was dark, I was dying or whatever. You must have seen it wrong, or it was a side affect of the vampire blood.' 

Bobby shakes his head now. 'I've never heard of a vampire with blood that could cause something like that.' I stand up. 'Well, I don't care if you heard from it or not! You guys are crazy and I refuse to be part of this. Now if you will excuse me, I've got to find someone and return to my normal, human life. Goodbye,' I say and I walk to the door. I open the door but before I can go away, Dean pushes it closed. 'Let me go,' I say while staring Dean right in his apple-green eyes. 

'I'm sorry,' he says. 'Let me go, now,' I say angrily. Dean walks closer to me slowly. 'You've got to be kidding me,' I say, but Dean doesn't laugh. 'We can't let you go until we know what the hell you are.' I feel some kind of rage coming over me. That dude needs to back the hell off. 'Back off,' I thread. Dean doesn't listen. Then my mind tells my body that I'm done. I feel this power flowing through my body and I stand up straight. Dean's eyes widen and he backs off. But it's to late and I jump right at him. 

I jump at him with so much strength that we fall backwards into the kitchen table, and it breaks. Dean tries to push me off him but my body refuses. Dean hits me in my face and I stumble back, but make myself ready for another attack. 'Sam!' Dean yells, I use the distraction to jump at him again. I hit him hard in his stomach and Dean gasps for breath, we fall together of the floor, I on top of Dean. Sam rushes into the kitchen and pulls me of Dean. I claw wildly into the air and hiss like an animal. I push me feet off the ground and we bump into a wall. Sam groans and he takes his arms of me. Dean rushes to me and we fight. I hit him a lot, my arms move so fast that Dean's too late every time. 

Sam cuts in again and it's to against one. Dean pushes me onto the wall and Sam helps holding me. I lift up my leg and kick Dean so hard that he almost flies backwards. That can't be normal. But normal is not what I'm worrying about know. I grab Sam's arm and twist it. Sam grunts and tries to hit me with his left (for me right) hand. I catch his fist in my hand and squeeze it. Then I release his right arm and with my right hand I throw Sam into the other wall. Dean and I walk at each other. He tries to pin me down but I don't let him. 'You can fight this,' Dean says suddenly. I look at him strange. I want to answer him but instead I grab his throat. Wait, am I trying to kill him? That's not what I want! 

Dean's breath rasps in his throat. 'Fight it,' he whispers. My grab loosens a little. 'I can't,' I whisper to Dean. 'Hold on,' Dean says. 'I believe in you. I know you, you wouldn't kill someone.' My angry gets bigger suddenly. How would that dude know me? He doesn't know me! How dares he to say that he believes in me if he doesn't even knows me?! I squeeze Dean's throat harder, with the intention to kill. 'You don't know me,' I whisper to him. 

Suddenly, someone grabs my shoulder and turns me to him. I see Bobby raising his fist before it hits me and the light gets flicked out. 

Bobby looks at the girl laying on the ground. Dean gasps for breath and lays his hand down on his throat. 'What the hell was that?' Sam asks when he walked to them. Bobby shrugs his shoulder and knees down by the girl. 'What the hell was that?' Dean asks panting. Sam stares to the girl. 'I have no idea. But whatever that was, it wasn't normal,' he says. 'Should we - kill her?' Bobby asks. It's silent for a moment. 'She didn't want to do this. I said that she could fight it and she said that she couldn't. Maybe it's a defense mechanism and it kicked in when I wouldn't let her leave,' Dean suggests. Bobby shrugged. 

'Whatever we decide to do, we have to decide quick.'