Monster Cap 10

Blackwater Forest~~

After Sam's kidnapping by the creature, I think about how to explain to the Winchester brothers about my magical abilities, my superhuman attributes and other things that I will have in the future.

Mainly because Dean is a paranoid hunter who believes that all monsters, good or evil, must die, trying to finish off even his brother in cold blood.

"In the previous confrontation they didn't notice anything strange, because I only used 50% of my speed, but I'll have to use all my strength to kill the Wendigo without risking it..."

"Of course I'm not a monster, but I'll have to make up some convincing lie about my powers, that's certainly going to be a problem..."

Following the tracks, we arrive at a kind of cave, an opening that leads to an abandoned mine.

Entering the place, we silently followed the corridor with weapons in hand.

Dean carried a spray bottle, along with an old lighter, Henry held a machete for close-range combat.

"SAM! WHERE ARE YOU?"

Shouts Dean worriedly, a dangerous move as it would expose our location and make it easy for the creature to ambush us.

We continued walking until we heard some cries for help, the noise was coming from ahead."DEAN,WE'RE HERE!"

Shouted Sam, combined with his voice was another stranger who was also calling for help.

"We're coming Samy!"

Replies Henry, running in the direction of the voices, we see a crossroads in front of us that slopes to the left.

We drove on, with me accelerating at a similar speed to Dean.

As I turned the crossroads ahead, I felt only a strong rush in my muffled chest, knocking all the air out of my lungs as I spat out a mouthful of blood, the force of the blow throwing my body through the air.

I hear only a scream, Dean quickly running towards the Wendigo, desperately fighting the creature that was easily gaining the upper hand.

Breathing deeply, I try to endure the lacerating pain in my chest, getting up and running to support Dean.

I see Dean exchanging blows with the creature, with several wounds on his body, his spray and lighter thrown on the floor of the mine.

"DEAN! GET AWAY!"

I shout at him, taking a Molotov out of my inventory and throwing it in the creature's direction.

Seeming to sense the danger, the Wendigo dodged the flying object by jumping backwards, letting the bottle burst into flames on the ground.

The creature let out a gurgling, pig-like roar and advanced at a rapid pace towards me, its claws raised like daggers.

"Bullet time"

Anticipating that I would be seriously injured if such a blow fell on me, I activate my ability, significantly slowing everything down.

I easily dodge his blow with a slight tilt, keeping a sawed-off shotgun in my inventory.

I lean into the Wendigo's face, which slowly shows a distorted expression, watching the red energy covering my weapon.

"Strengthen."

After the fight with Jason, I had new ways of using my abilities, managing after several attempts to strengthen equipment in exchange for resistance.

resistance.

Dean's view ~~~~

Watching Henrique's struggle in a daze, I now realize that he is certainly not a normal human being.

His speed and reaction are on a par with the Wendigo's, his hand magically sprouting a shotgun glowing with red energy.

"He's fooled me all this time... he's just like all the freaks I've killed, I can't let him put Sam in danger..."

Coming out of my thoughts, I hear a loud gun noise, raise my head and see Henry holding his shotgun, which emits smoke from the barrel.

Highlighting the ferocity of the shot, I look to the side and see the Wendigo lying on the ground, apparently motionless.

Half of his skull was missing, a white liquid oozing endlessly from his now exposed brain.

"He's not dead yet, set him on fire quickly before he recovers!"

Henry shouted in a worried voice, sweating all over from the prolonged overuse of his abilities.

Dean quickly ran towards the Wendigo who was trying to get up, grunting and struggling desperately in an attempt to defend himself.

But it was all in vain when he raised his head, seeing a flame rise in his vision, covering his body.

The pain of its slowly burning body made the creature scream loudly, and the Wendigo struggled all over the cave, desperate to put out the flame that was destroying its body.

"Shit, I almost went deaf!"

Henry exclaimed, covering his ears with his hands. He finally managed to relax after seeing the system's warning.

[ Congratulations on killing a Wendigo XP 20% ]

[ Skill strength increased ]

[ Bullet time skill leveled up ]

"Only 20% left to level up, this time I have to invest some points in strength and defense..."

Feeling at least three fractured ribs, I decided to add a few points in defense.

Sitting on the cold floor of the cave, Henrique was panting heavily, trying to relieve the side effects of the skill.

In the fight with the Wendigo, there had been no other fatal injuries, but the use of "Bullet Time" had made his body feel absurd fatigue.

"Maybe when my stats are high, this burden will lessen."

As I rested, I noticed Brother Dean coming towards me, machete in hand, looking at me with a strange look, something he usually only did with monsters.

Feeling a slight murderous intent, I got out of my tupor, raising my weak body and feeling confused by Dean's action.

"What are you doing? Are you possessed?"

"I always thought you were strange, you came out of nowhere wanting to help us for no reason, finding my dad was just your excuse for Sam and I to let our guard down, right?"

Dean replied, advancing cautiously, tightening his grip on the blade and increasing his murderous intent with every step.

"Monster? Are you crazy Dean?"

"What part of me looks like a monster? I know you must be confused about my abilities, but I'll explain later. Now we should worry about finding Sam!"

Dean hesitated, thinking for a moment, his concern for his brother was greater in the end.

"Hand over the shotgun and follow me, any slightest movement I'll shoot... Understand?"

A few minutes later, we found Sam and Tommy tied together by a rope, looking relieved at our presence.

"Why are you pointing a gun at Henry?" asks Sam in confusion.

A confused Sam asked, the situation seemed strange, but in the end I untied the ropes that held him at gunpoint.

"Long story, now I need you to untie Tommy, I'll explain everything to you at the inn."

Betnmor Inn~~~

"This is going to be a long story...."

I thought, trying to sit comfortably in the chair, but the various ropes tied around me made it difficult.

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Hello readers, this is my first written book. If you go to my profile, you'll see that this is an English translation of my original book.

So forgive me for any writing or grammatical errors, it will be better if you comment your opinions.