ch.3
In the Heat of the Moment
Dean's POV
Dean was sitting in Clark's house getting a bit to eat. He figured that if he was going to wait for Sam then he might as well do it on a full stomach. He looked through the fridge and poured a bowl of cereal for himself.
"I can't believe they don't have any pie."
All of a sudden a huge headache throbbed against his skull. He remembered how that one psychic kid sent him a message and it felt exactly like that. Dean put his hands on his head, trying to stop the pain. For some reason he could hear voices. This was strange he thought, no one was here but him.
Dean now heard Sam talking. "I'm not sure how this happened. But you definitely traded places with my brother."
"You're not really reporters? Are you?" He heard Lois say.
"No. Sam replied. We're hunters. We're trying to kill a monster called a Wendigo."
Dean then began walking and tried using his super speed power. He arrived where everyone was gathered.
"Who wants to tell me how the hell I have these powers?"
Lois then turned to Clark. "Wait, if he has your powers. Then that means."
"I don't have any of my abilities." Clark responded.
"How come you get to switch with the person who has all of the cool powers?" His brother asked. "All I got stuck with was the nerd."
"Don't worry Sammy. Not all of us are as lucky as I am."
"Does this happen a lot?" Chloe asked.
"Let's just say we've been through some weird crap." Sam said.
"How about we sit down and talk about what's going on?" Oliver suggested.
"Yeah. We can talk about why there's no pie in the fridge."
All six of them sat around a table and began talking. Sam and Dean told everyone who they were and why they were in Smallville.
"So, you're here in Smallville to hunt a creature called a Wendigo. What are they?" Oliver asked.
"Wendigo's are part of a Native American legend. I can't believe they actually exist." Chloe said.
"Correct. Wendigo's usually feed on cycles. They will gather victims in a certain area. Then, they will use them until they need to feed again. They also have the power to mimic voices. We're here to kill that bastard and make sure everyone here is safe."
"So that's why you guys were acting as reporters. You were trying to get more information. I'm sorry I was so harsh to you." Lois said.
"Don't mention it. I would have done the same thing."
"So, how do we hunt this thing? If it's harming others then I want to help." Clark said.
"You guys aren't going to help us." Sam responded. "My brother and I are going to kill the Wendigo. I know that you want to pitch in, but it's too dangerous. You have no experience in these kids of situations."
"I think we should put that to the test. Hunting this Wendigo can't be too different than what we've gone through before. Believe me Sam, we've accomplished just as much as you have." Oliver said.
"I may not have my powers any more, but I'm going to help Dean develop his. If he's going to hunt this Wendigo, then he'll need to learn to control his abilities. If he can't then he'll cause more harm then good." Clark explained.
"Superhero training 101. I like the sound of that."
Sam, Dean, Clark, and Oliver went back to the barn. Sam opened up the trunk to the Chevy Impala.
"Crap. I thought Watch Tower was loaded." Oliver exclaimed.
Sam took out a shotgun and handed it to Oliver.
"Know how to use one of these?"
"Can't I just use my bow?"
"Not if you want to hunt the monsters we do."
"I'm sure I can figure it out."
Sam put up a few cans on a couple bales of hay. Clark and Dean went back to the barn. Clark put some wood on the ground.
"What's the point of this?"
"The point of this is that you have to learn to control your powers. Like I said before, they are a gift, but they can also be a curse."
"I already got the whole great power, great responsibility crap figured out."
"Do you? There's so much more to this and you don't even have a clue. What abilities have you discovered so far?"
"Strength, speed, and hearing."
"Good. Then we'll test those out."
"I'm practically invincible as it is. Why bother?"
Clark then went over to a metal box and brought it over. He pulled it out and there was a rock inside. The rock emitted a faint light and the strength started sapping from him.
"This lesson is to show you that you're not invincible. You can move faster than a bullet and you can catch a car with your bare hands, but you still have weaknesses. If people know that you have this secret, then they can use it against your loved ones. This rock is another weakness. It drains all of your strength."
"So, it makes you like Barry Bonds without the steroids?"
"If you want to call it that."
Clark then shut the box and Dean started breathing heavily. After a few moments he could finally stand.
"I think I'm ready for that lesson now."
"Good. Your first lesson is that you're going to chop that wood with your hands."
As Dean was walking over another headache appeared. He started hearing voices. The Wendigo was attacking another person. The headache soon stopped.
"I know where the Wendigo is. It's a few miles down the road. I'll see you there."
"Dean!" Clark shouted.
Dean arrived as the Wendigo was hurting another victim. He looked around and noticed that he was in a barn. As the monster started walking up to the person, he ran and threw the Wendigo across the room and they smashed into the wall. They quickly got up and started walking towards him. Dean got ready for another attack.
The Wendigo moved in and began choking him. Dean tried freeing himself, but he didn't have complete control over his new strength yet. All of a sudden, his eyes began burning up. The pain ceased and the Wendigo was now on fire. The monster started moving backwards and burst in flames.
