Dreaming

So there I was in some foreign country, touring a major city, using the subway, with a guy and girl. The this sort of crossed over genres...

We were laying a trap for some vampire. The girl transformed into a wolf form, though I think she was a vamp herself, in the process of taking our target out. The guy was a werewolf. I was their human (though perhaps bordering on superhuman) friend and we went around taking out other vamp/werewolves as the good guys.

Something went bad. They got arrested, but I got away. I would have broken them the heck out of prison, but they both would have morally objected. Yep, I was 'that guy' - the morally-iffy, highly-skilled, incredibly-dangerous human badass of the team.

While I was working on a plan to get them out without casualties, another vampire and his mercenaries show up on the scene. He's seen as sort of a good guy, but I don't really trust him. Especially since while he gets my partners out, he picks me up and tries to interrogate me, treating me like I'm the one who got them captured.

Eventually, he turns me over to two of his mercs - relatively new ones to the whole general situation who didn't know me very well. I'm playing along, and the one talking to me, a gal, is letting me keep my hands free flat on the table between us, in spite of the conversation going the direction of "yeah, they're going to eliminate me." The other guy there is standing off a bit with a gun. He's got some hardware on him making him some computer guy. He also says some things that make me think HE is working for the baddies, but the rest here might not be.

So when the time comes, I jerk my hands back, grab the edge of the table, drive it into the chick's gut to stun her, then pick up the table to hold as a shield while I start to run. I know it won't fully block the bullets, but it will at least obscure my body as the guy starts firing. So I don't get hit, and jump out a window into the dockside water below. Able to hold my breath well, and having a good idea what they'll do, I outmaneuver, knock the guy down into the water and take him out, then get his gear while the girl runs around a bit before blowing up the stuff they took from me and leaving to catch a boat.

Having overheard they were freeing my friends, I pull more crazy stuff, using some magnet to cling to the hull of her boat, then the one she transfers to. Even when it crosses the Atlantic. So yeah, I'm thinking 'kind of superhuman.' Along the trip, I manage to use the stolen gear to send messages to one of my friends using a wrist keypad, telling them what went down.

And when we reach shore, I go with the best approach I could think of. Showing up holding a gun to the maybe-good-maybe-bad vamp guy's head, I announce that I just want to talk this time before putting it away.

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