Extrapolating Chapter 54

Chicago, Illinois - February 26, 2006

Enchanted nightclub.

Back in black

I hit the sack

I've been too long, I'm glad to be back

Yes, I'm let loose

From the noose

That's kept me hanging about

I've been looking at the sky

'Cause it's gettin' me high

Forget the hearse 'cause I never die

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" I really like this song... It brings back memories." Henry thought, his mind floating with the lyrics of his favorite song.

AC/DC was the band that marked his life, its lyrics deep and striking to anyone who listened. Even other bands like Bon Jovi and Guns N' Roses didn't make Henry feel the depth that Back in Black did, even though they were bands he loved too.

"Henry, why aren't you drinking anything? Enjoy it, man, we've got lots of chicks and lots of booze, all on you! " joked Dean, holding up a bottle of imported whisky as he leaned on the bar, his gaze scrutinizing the waitress on the other side of the bar.

The bar was packed, Dean, who normally frequented roadside bars, had never experienced anything like this, lots of women and plenty to drink on his friend's behalf. Strangely, Henry, who had a similar personality to him, was now isolated near the bar, his drink untouched.

drink untouched.

Glancing at Dean, Henry didn't care much for his jokes, even the drink seemed to have no taste at all.

"Um... Dean, I think it's best to leave him alone... You know he must have his reasons for not drinking. By the way, you're overdoing it today, we came here to hunt, not to get drunk! "

He approached Dean and pulled him away by the arm, but not before casting a worried glance at Henry, who remained oblivious to everything and everyone around him.

After Dean and Sam left, Henry concentrated on his thoughts again. His mind wandering through the ideas and future plans he was going to put into practice, he was tense, very tense...

He tried his best to keep up the mask that nothing had happened, but it was difficult, very difficult.

Even after gaining so much strength, he knew that he was only strong in the face of small earthly figures.

Sigh...

"I may be weak now, but this is only the beginning. I have many years to achieve at least multiversal strength, even if I have to turn into a bald man, I won't hesitate ! "

Henry thought, convinced of his ideas. For the power to kill Chuck, he would walk through hell barefoot and drink the poison of the hydra snake without hesitation.

After recent events, he felt he was getting paranoid about everything, getting stronger, plans, the future... Perhaps it was time to briefly forget his worries, he felt that if he carried on like this he wouldn't keep his parents' promise, to live life to the fullest.

life to the fullest.

His conviction grew stronger when he thought of that woman, surely she wouldn't want to see him like that, living a life like a robot...

Sigh...

"Damn... I hope I don't regret it later..."

Whistle~

"Beautiful lady, a round of whisky neat. No ice! Please. " Henry exclaimed, receiving the attention of the pretty waitress.

"Of course, beautiful. Here's your whisky... Can I help you with anything else?"

The waitress replied, looking at Henry's face with a disguised expression, but completely exposed to the young man's vision, who could perceive various feelings thanks to his senses and attributes superior to any normal human.

"I'm sure not. Just the whisky. "

But Henry had no interest in her, no woman could attract his attention regardless of her beauty, only one person was worthy of his conjugal love.

Someone who would easily swap her life for his, someone who would truly love his being and not his looks.

The night went on slowly, minute after minute, hour after hour. Soon Henry was gradually relaxing, his previously tense shoulders now relaxed after a few glasses of drink. His mind emptying as he consumed large quantities of alcohol in an attempt to forget his problems.

But his strengthened body and superhuman genes made it difficult for him to achieve his goal.

"Come on Henry, aren't you the man? The bad boy? I bet you can't drink that barrel of whisky! If you win I'll call you boss for a month! "

Pointing his finger and laughing at a wooden pillar, Dean mocked Henry. Making Sam and others look at him with a strange expression.

"What a poor boy, so handsome but retarded hahaha."

"He's just very drunk, don't look at him, my child." Said a man, putting his hands in front of his daughter.

Some mocked Dean, others felt sorry for the young man's situation and others stared at the 10-liter barrel of whiskey the Winchester was pointing at.

Not long ago, they had a bet on who could drink a bottle of whisky the fastest - Henry won. Then they bet two bottles and again he won easily, resulting in Dean's indignation.

"It seems Dean really can't stand losing, you shouldn't have bet with him on those bottles. Now I'm going to have to deal with a drunk, what the fuck?" thought Henry, observing Winchester's depressing situation.

"Dean! You're drunk my brother... no person can drink 10L of any liquid, that's...impossible. "

Trying to stop his brother staggering across the bar, Sam ran after Dean who was talking and arguing with a wooden pillar.

"Hahaha, easy, Sam. Let him have his fun. Dean's not hurting anyone, even I'm fine with the challenge he proposed, even if it was aimed at a wood hahaha."

"I'm going to stick to this challenge, I'm actually not that dizzy after drinking so much. Maybe it's down to my body..." Henry said, pulling Dean by the collar and sitting him down in front of the whisky barrel.

"Winchester! Just look, this is something you could never do! "

Henry's arrogant words were followed by his hands opening the damper of the wooden barrel, his mouth now on the tap that spewed out the liquid, no hesitation for the crazy deed he was doing.

Gulp Gulp Gulp Gulp

Gulp Gulp Gulp

Gulp Gulp Gulp

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????????

"How?????"

" That's impossible!!! how can a person drink so much liquid??? "

"He'll die that way! Somebody stop him! "

"He's almost emptied the barrel, this is crazy! "

The actions generated several comments, all the people stopped to watch the young man drink several liters of pure whiskey without pausing for a moment.

"Henry! You'd better stop, you're going to end up in hospital! " Sam, observing the situation, quickly got up from his chair and walked over to Henry.

"I'm fine Sam, stay calm,stay calm..."

Henry communicated telepathically, surprising Sam who nodded in confirmation after a moment's hesitation.

Returning his focus to his drink, he drank again as his mind began to clear. His head felt a little dizzy after the drink had entered his bloodstream, it seems that even an enhanced person can get drunk when they overdo it.

Even he didn't understand how he could drink 10L of alcohol, it was impossible for a human but he had left that category a long time ago.

It might be a foolish action to get drunk in a world full of supernatural beings, but Henry knew that there were no beings or creatures nearby by his sensor. Not only did the drink help him blow off steam, but he still needed something to relax, since sex was out of the question now.

Gulp Gulp Gulp

Gulp Gulp

Finishing the last drops from the barrel, Henry stood up from his position, his expression a little drunk along with a few belches coming from his mouth.

Burp ~~

" Ahh, finally finished ! That really made me light HAHAHAHA! "

" Let's move on to the next barrel, one barrel isn't enough to take down the great Henry! Let's knock over a few more barrels, you sons of bitches!"

Henry joked, leaving people open-mouthed and not knowing how to react. Just shocked at the impossible feat. But that didn't slow down the young man who was already near another barrel, about to open it before Sam could even stop his friend.

.....

A few hours later...

" Shit! Dean, Henry! I'm never going anywhere with you again! "

Sam cursed as he carried two men in each arm, an action that was only possible thanks to him taking the ring from Dean's grasp and using it on himself.

They themselves had been thrown out of the bar after drinking so much and not paying, why? Henry passed out from drinking so much, he couldn't get his card out of his inventory.

"You could at least leave the card out, you idiot!" Grumbled Sam, dragging the two of them to the parking lot.

Dragging them to the Impala, Sam looked at the dead weights sleeping without a care in the world. Unbeknownst to him, a little anger began to well up in him, because he had to clean up all the mess ? Even Henry, who was so responsible, had followed Dean's lead ?

Throwing them both into the passenger seat, Sam took the key to the Impala out of Dean's pocket and started the car, turning the key and accelerating the car.

Vruuumm Vruuumm

Turn it off!

"What was that? Why isn't the Impala starting? "

?????