"Just one more shot" Blaire muttered to herself.
Blaire shifted her stance into a jump and then lifted high up into the air. She looked down at where she was standing and could see it going smaller and smaller. The feeling of being weightless to the world around her both excited and terrorized her. Although she didn't really want to say it to herself, she was starting to like this power.
She slightly gasped as Blaire landed on the top of a car and looked around for another car to jump onto. Spotting one in the distance, she leaped once again and let her legs take care of themselves. She skidded onto an old red corvette and looked around for another place to jump. Blaire felt like this whole vampire jump thing wasn't as bad as she first made it sound.
Just after she thought of that, she completely missed a car's hood top and started falling down to the ground. With a hard thud, she landed on her back and felt the wind was being knocked out of her. As she tried to regain her breathing, she opened her eyes and looked at the top of the car. She sat there just barely noticing that she was exercising her abilities and not hiding from them.
"Are you okay?" Sam's towering height appeared before her, blocking out the afternoon sun.
"Just missed a landing on that car. I won't miss the next one" Blaire said as Sam helped her up. "Listen to me; I don't even sound like my old self"
"Like what? You don't sound different to me" Sam stopped himself. "Not saying that I met you or anything. I would much rather have met you right now instead of back then. What would have your 'normal self' would've said? What's the difference between then and now?"
Blaire looked away and thought about what her hunter self would've done. If she knew the powers that this new Blaire had been in her reach, she would've stopped at nothing. In fact, Blaire knew she would've dedicated her life to try and stop this thing. Even if this thing would try to tell the hunter that it was because of a laboratory of messed up scientists that she got like this.
Nothing would've stopped old Blaire, not even Dean. The new Blaire that was forming was less opinionated and more compromising. Blaire would've thought that she would've shunned these gifts to the back of her mind, not practice them because she was bored and had nothing else to do. What was becoming of her?
"She would've killed me. The old Blaire would've taken her own life if she found out about this. She wouldn't have been able to live with the fact that she has become one of them" Blaire admitted.
"Blaire, don't say that. I'm sure you're just overreacting" Sam said to her.
But was she really? Sam didn't know her back then. Blaire had been known as one of the most heartless hunters when it comes to the supernatural kind. She knew deep in her gut that she wasn't overreacting.
Blaire was about to answer him with her response when they heard honking in the distance. Sam and Blaire exchanged glances before quickly walking over to the front of the junkyard. On the porch, Dean was wiping his oil covered hands as Bobby stood up from a bench nearby. Bijan's car skidded to a stop as he didn't even turn off his car as he opened up the door to join the others.
"Pack up your bags!" Bijan yelled out. "We need to meet up with the grifter! The blueprint is ready to be handed over"
"What happened to your old plan?" Dean asked. "About going alone? Did it blow up in your face?"
"I decided to go with yours" Bijan answered.
"That's great! I'm glad you changed your mind" Blaire responded. "I'm glad you came back, Bijan. We were scared for you. Well, I was. When do we meet the grifter? How did they find the blueprint?"
"Blaire, not enough time to explain" Bijan told her. "Get you bags and let's go"
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