Chapter Three: The Hunt

The brothers joined the crowd of residents outside momentarily before hurrying into the Impala.

"Poor bastards have to stand out in this? It' barely twenty degrees!" Dean said as he slowly drove down the road.

"What the hell happened back there? Why didn't you call to give me a heads up?" Sam asked.

"I'm sorry, Sam, but the bitch melted my phone." Dean replied, eyes glued to the slippery road.

"Melted?" Sam repeated.

"She's a little pyro! Threw a fireball right at me!" Dean insisted.

"So you're saying she's pyrokinetic?" Sam asked.

"Oh, definitely. And that's not all she can do – she can teleport." Dean replied.

"Teleport…and pyrokinesis? Those are two extremely rare supernatural conditions, it should be impossible for her to do both." Sam said.

"Yeah, well, she's got 'em both. I swear, trying to shoot her was like trying to play whack-a-mole, only the moles were on crack and breathed fire." Dean commented.

"So why did she kill her mom and the others, do you know?" Sam asked.

"Well, before she tried to charcoal me, she let that slip, which is how I made her. She said that when she was twelve, she found out she had those powers. Then she mumbled about experiments. I think Jennifer was a lab rat at the adoption center." Dean said.

"Well, well, well." a voice said from inside the car. Dean slammed on the brakes, swearing like a sailor as the car skidded along the icy road before finally coming to a rocky halt.

"Look who's putting the pieces of the puzzle together." a girl in the backseat said.

Sam and Dean pulled their guns on her; and Olivia looked from one Winchester to the other.

"My mom, she went through hell at that so-called 'adoption center'. If you two knuckleheads would've driven your happy asses over there, you'd know." she said.

"So why'd you kill her?" Sam asked.

"It was a coup de grace. She had nightmares every single night. The nightmares were actually memories. Good ol' doctor Jack adopted her just to do more experiments. For 18 years, she was in hell!" Olivia said, and both brothers noted how much warmer the Impala's interior was becoming.

"So you put her out of her misery; killed Jack in revenge. Why kill Samantha and your aunt?" Sam asked.

"Isn't it obvious?" Olivia asked, creating a tiny flame in her hand. The brothers stared in shock as they witnessed the act.

"Samantha was doing the same thing…she was experimenting. And Claire, my aunt, she knew. My mom told her about the experiments after all those years, and she brushed it off." Olivia said, snapping to extinguish the flame. "She ignored her own sister! How could she?! So, I killed her and the doctor bitch to put an end to all of this. My mother's in a better place, and everyone responsible for her pain burned, just like their souls will in Hell." she continued.

As Sam and Dean tried to figure out what to do, she winked at them and vanished.

After an awkward and shocked silence, the brothers faced each other.

"What do we do? Should we gank her?" Dean asked, not liking how unsure he was.

"Even if we do, and I'm not saying that, how would we find her? She could be in Mexico right now." Sam said.

Dean returned to driving and they soon reached the motel, reaching the conclusion that Olivia would be free to go.

With the apartment fire still blazing in the distance, they entered their room, shocked to find piles of ash on the table.

"I guess she covered up; doesn't want us digging around on her anymore." Sam said, grabbing the trash can to clean up.

There was a knock on the door and Dean opened it, one had pointing a gun behind the door.

The motel manager was standing outside, wearing thick layers of clothing. "Your friend Olivia asked me to give you a message." the man said.

"Okay." Dean said, looking at Sam for a second before turning back to the manager.

"She told me to say 'too easy'." he said, and left.

Dean closed the door, facing Sam with a look of disbelief and confusion. "Did we just get played?" he asked.

"Big time." Sam replied, sitting at the table with a sigh.

"So, what, she's just bat crap crazy? Just killing people she knows?" Dean asked.

"So what should we do?" Sam asked.

"We go after her." Dean said, grabbing his bag.

"What is this, de ja vu? We have no way of knowing where she is!" Sam said.

"Yes you do." Olivia said as she materialized in front of them in a blink of an eye. "And might I add that you two are unbelievable. I thought you were hunters. You two really didn't meet my expectations. I made chisel bod here the second I saw him." Olivia said, her hands now completely engulfed in fire.

"Chisel bod?" Dean repated softly, visibly disturbed by the fire hands.

"I can't live with you two knowing my secret." she said, narrowing her eyes in anger.

"Wait." Sam said, taking a step towards her.

"Tell your brother to drop his gun before I brand him with it." she snapped.

Sam looked at Dean, who hesitantly placed the gun on the bed. "There. We're unarmed. We won't go after you. We'll leave, okay?" Sam asked.

"I may be many things, but stupid isn't one of them." Olivia said, and the fire intensified on her hands.

"Tell me something. You had us fooled. We were going to let you live. Why come back and ruin it? It can't be because we're hunters. With all the evil in the world, we might've forgotten about you." Dean said.

"Hunters never forget. I know all about you guys. You're savage, relentless." Olivia said, looking Dean in the eye. She teleported next to him, placing one flaming hand on his face.

"NO!" Sam screamed, frozen in place as he watched Dean turn to ash as the flames spread. He tried to run forward, but his legs wouldn't move, wouldn't obey his mind.

Olivia took a couple steps towards him, her other hand still blazing. "Now, since you didn't try to kill me earlier, I'm only going to maim you." she said, leaning up next to him.

"Don't worry. It won't hurt." she whispered as her hand hovered over his chest.