27 Decisions Cap 25
Indian bus station January 09, 2006
"Who's that? Some young heir?"
"That car is the Bugatti Veyron, the fastest car in the world today! It must cost millions of dollars!"
"My God, look at that cat!"
"If I could marry a man like that, I'd never worry about my life!"
At the small bus station in India, an all-black luxury car was parked, drawing the attention of everyone nearby - after all, it was hard to see a million-dollar car in the middle of nowhere.
A handsome young man dressed in designer clothes stepped out of the Bugatti, leaving all the people waiting for their buses stunned.
No one expected a rich young man to be in that humble place, some people even missed their boarding call in Tupor.
Others gazed passionately at Henrique, who was casually walking towards Sam and the young blonde who accompanied him.
"Henrique, as always so extravagant... that way you'd better change your profession."
"Hahaha, you know I'm not like that Sam, I just chose this car for its speed."
Henrique replied, looking closer he noticed Meg standing next to Sam, watching him carefully.
"By the way, you disappeared for many days, we were worried..."
"Including the one next to me and Meg, we met... in a special situation, this is my friend Henrique."
Before he could greet Meg, Henrique was greeted by a torrent of words coming out of Winchester's mouth, leaving him stunned.
"Hello Meg, it's an honor to meet such a beautiful young woman, I hope Sam hasn't spoken ill of me behind my back..."
I introduced myself to Meg, shaking her hand gently while expressing a sympathetic countenance.
Using observation, I realized that her level was a slightly yellowish white, meaning that she was weaker than me but had the potential to hurt me.
Over the last few months, he realized that his ability to observe was very useful but complex.
A normal person would be level white, but a normal armed person would be level yellowish white.
He noticed that the skill is very variable, so he could get more information.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Henrique, I didn't know Sam had rich friends."
Meg commented with an innocent and curious expression, for some reason she thought that the human in front of her seemed a little different from normal, he seemed to exude a different confidence and energy...
"I've just had a bit of luck in life, please just call me Henry, by the way Sam, where's Dean?"
Henry replied, changing the focus of the conversation, he felt that Meg seemed a little interested in him, maybe it was just a figment of his imagination...
At the moment, he wanted to end this encounter quickly, because he couldn't bear to look at Meg's demon face any longer.
With his recent increase in spirit power, he could see the true face of demons weaker than himself...
He felt that perhaps this was a disadvantage, since Meg's cute and gentle face matched her true face.
Henry could only explain it as a totally burnt, deformed face with small horns on its head
He soon noticed that his ears were missing, along with his nose. Fortunately, this 3d vision could be deactivated.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to get close to any female demon without wanting to vomit.
"Dean and I had a bit of a fight, we ended up splitting up, but we're back now, I was on my way to your location..."
"Then we can go ahead, I'll show you some speed, unlike Dean's opal hahaha."
With a slight laugh, I said goodbye to the blonde, along with Sam who left his contact behind.
For a moment, Henrique thought about sending Meg to hell without anyone noticing, but this thought gained strength when he thought about what a cold killer she was.
As a human being, he couldn't accept knowing that several people would die if Meg were alive, a feeling of impotence welled up inside him, even with his new power he was still bound by difficult decisions.
But they would be decisions he would need to make if his goal was to be fulfilled...
But he didn't want to get in the way of what little was left of the plot and lure Azazel to his door.
"I'll leave that for later, I'm no hero...I only have one goal..."
Even if he didn't get in the way, he wouldn't put his life above other people, after all he was no hero, he only had one goal...
Sitting in the seat of his Apollo, he received stunned looks from the passengers on the highway.
But he ignored the stares and hit the gas, letting Sam let out a startled scream as the car bounced like a warthog on the savannah.
"Henrique, you can't go any further? at this speed, if we crash, there won't be anything left!"
Sam, watching the blurred landscape, begged Henry to slow down. The images around him expanded in his vision, leaving Winchester to discover a new fear.
He couldn't see the vehicles, he could only see blurs passing around him, with a quick glance he saw the speedometer reading 400km/h, only horror was on his face.
His body began to pale, afraid of seeing the worst, at least he knew there was an airbag in the car, unfortunately it wouldn't do any good at that speed.
Tightening his seatbelt, his two hands tried to get some mental support, holding on tightly to the seat.
He, Sam Winchester, who felt no fear even in the face of monsters, had now met his worst enemy.
"HAHAHAHA, calm down Sam, if the demons find out you're afraid of cars, they'll use that against you!"
"I'm not afraid of cars!"
"I'm afraid of whoever's driving the car! "
Henry was amused by Winchester's expressions, easily piloting the car at over 400km/h.
Taking the time to turn his head, changing the focus of his vision, raising a thumbs-up to Sam in a sign of all being well, Winchester almost had a heart attack.
In fact, with his newly increased attributes, along with his driving skills, they only had a 20% chance of the car overturning.
But that didn't stop him, speeding was one of the only pleasures of a real man.
With the fast speed of the Bugatti Veyron, a distance that would have taken a day to reach was completed in just a few hours.
Henrique parked at the gas station, near the small Burkitsvillie countryside, leaving Sam to open the door quickly while he threw up his stomach.
Looking around, he spotted a black Impala, it was impossible for two cars to be the same so he was sure Dean was there.
With the grave caused by the arrival of the sports car, Dean, who was having coffee in the cafeteria, came out, after noticing his brother's presence.
"Hi Henry, you've been missing, man, we thought you'd run off in fear after the last hunt."
"Dean, from what I remember, on the last job I was the one who finished the hunt, while you did the easy part."
After a brief greeting, it didn't take long for Dean to come out with his ironic sarcasm.
But I was used to it by now, ignoring it and letting the brothers talk in private, proof that they were settling their family quarrels.
Without much to do, I decided to walk towards a beautiful girl, who was waving her hand in my direction.
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~~ Samy's vision~~
Watching Dean from afar, I decided to walk up to him, a little anger still permeated my heart, but it was something that should be dealt with later.
"By the way Samy, I think I owe you an apology, I know you're worried about finding Dad, I just didn't realize it..."
"Just the fact that you understand that is enough, Dean."
"You know, I came back to this life to look for Dad, now I've lost my girlfriend, while our father keeps running away from us..."
Replied Sam, his anger growing, but soon sadness covered his anger when he thought of Jessica's death, he really did have nightmares about it every day.
"Samy, you know it's not Dad's fault, he's hunting down what killed Mom, we have to follow his words.
have to follow his words."
"You see Dean, that's what infuriates me, you follow his words like a soldier, I shouldn't have followed you..."
"We should forget about that for now, let's continue our hunt..."
Sam replied, a slight anger in his voice, but soon decided to drop the subject.
The main focus was now on the hunt, he knew that this family matter would not be resolved easily.
"By the way Sam, have you noticed that Henry seems different, this boy is a mystery box, I think we should keep an eye on me..."
"Dean, it's not because a person has abilities or powers that they're a monster, whether they're a monster or not depends on their character."
Entering the diner, Sam found Henry chatting cheerfully with the young waitress at the table.
The young woman seemed to leave a note, leaving with a smile on her face, wiggling her buttocks sensuously as she walked.
"Seriously, Henry, I don't know how you and Dean have so much time for women...."
Said Sam, rolling his eyes, sitting down at the table, he couldn't understand how his brother and his friend could be so fascinated by any woman they saw.
"Sam, know that man has three pleasures: cars, women, drinking and hunting monsters."
"But you said four things, weren't there only three?"
"Women and cars can become just one pleasure if put in the same place..."
Henry flashed a mischievous grin at the mention of the phrase, making Sam roll his eyes again, while Dean nodded in confirmation of his words.
"Guys, I didn't want to spoil the good conversation but we have a monster to hunt."
"I managed to save a couple last time, but I didn't identify the thing."
"Hummm, by the way Henrique, all the bills from now on will be yours to keep."
"Why???"
"You're the one out of the three of us with the most money, I bet it won't hurt your pocket, besides, the bill for the diner is in your name."
Dean exclaimed, eating a large bacon burger, making Henry just sigh in disappointment, being made a bank by the Winchesters really was a different level of importance.
"I thought so! From the legend and Dean's words, I was able to identify the being we're dealing with."
"A Vanir, a being who receives offerings in exchange for protection and abundant harvests."
Sam interrupted us, showing us his laptop screen.
After some research, he managed to find out what we're dealing with, even though I already know.
"So we're dealing with a being that someone has invoked, to grant protection and abundance?"
"I noticed along the way that the crops were all full, even in the dry season."
Answered Dean with a slight frown, he had already faced several monsters, but a being summoned by others was the first time.
After deciding on a course of action, I set off with the brothers towards the plantation.
I knew that if I followed the path, Dean would be kidnapped with young Emily, but that would be insignificant since I knew where the sacrificial tree was.
In fact, I didn't want to deal with those responsible for the ritual, since I have zero compassion for the people who do it.
I don't know if I could resist killing everyone in front of the brothers, it would reduce the friendship he had with them, so I decided to finish the case quickly.
We headed towards the plantation in my car, strangely Sam didn't want to come with me, deciding to get into the Impala with a frightened expression.
"Hey Dean, I hope you can at least see my figure, otherwise you'll get lost hahaha!"
Accelerating to full speed, I shot out of the Impala like a blur in front of Dean, leaving the Impala in the dust over several curses.
"Son of a bitch! Come on, baby, let's catch up with that bastard!"
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