2 days after the events of Broken Pieces 2
Lexi drives slowly up the gravel path leading the facility. The events from two days earlier on continuous replay in her mind. Her friends had seemed wary of her actions and she didn't blame them, she had surprised herself when she snapped the man's neck; sure, they understood her reasoning behind it, but it was a drastic measure for her. What has her most concerned is what she saw that night in the reflection of her car window, which apparently Dean had not witnessed, because he had not questioned her about it, which was a good thing, because she didn't have an answer for it. She had tried to recreate the scenario in the comfort of her own home before she left and managed to get the same results, so she made the trip to find answers. Answers she knew would require more tech and more sources than she or the Winchesters had at their disposal.
She grabs her duffle bag from her trunk and walks toward the glass entry door, seeing the palm scanner to the side she reaches over and places her hand on the screen.
"Voice identification required," the A.I. states.
"Lexi Wilson," she replies.
"Access denied."
"Alexandra Wilson," Lexi cocks an eyebrow trying again.
"Access denied."
She purses her lips in annoyance before saying, "Kim Possible."
"Access granted," the A.I. says as the door slides open and Lexi rolls her eyes as she enters the building.
The building is quiet as she makes her way down the hall to the office she's looking for and once she finds it, she knocks twice before she opens the door. The man turns around slowly in his desk chair, a look of surprise and confusion on his face at her presence.
"Hi," Lexi says with a small smile.
"Hi," he replies, seeing the familiar anxiety on her face, "Everything okay?"
"No," she replies, "I need your help figuring out what I am."
Tony looks at her curiously, "I thought you were a witch?"
"I am," she begins, closing the door behind her, "but, there's a new development, one I've never scene a witch with before."
She takes a deep breath and closes her eyes as she envisions the worst-case scenario of things that anger her more than anything else. She feels her temper flaring as her heart rate increases and the new familiar current of energy flows through her body.
Stark's eyes widen in shock once Lexi opens her eyes to reveal them glowing a bright blue color, almost sparking at the edges.
"What the hell?" He pushes back from his desk, "Is that like lightning?"
"I don't know," she replies, her eyes turning back to normal, "I'm pretty sure I'm not a friggin' Pokémon though."
"We'll see about that Pikachu," he says standing up, "come on, let's run some tests."
