Yet MOAR Impalabot

[dragovianknight]

Early days, which in my fanon means Mary was sneaking the Impala out to go on hunts. Also explains why the Impala never transformed in-series.


Mary never should have turned her back on the hell beast. She was a Hunter; she should have known better.

As it was, when the creature reared up in her headlights and lunged for the human woman, the instincts Shadow had been suppressing since her arrival on Earth came to the fore: she transformed, one hand sweeping Mary safely aside, while the other shifted into a blade that pinned the beast briefly before slicing it in half.

Then Mary shot her, rock salt powdering harmlessly along her side.

Three exorcisms and a silver bullet later, Mary was finally willing to listen to her. Shadow could tell Mary didn't particularly believe her, but she was willing to listen.

And eventually, when she transformed back into her vehicle mode, Mary consented to put the guns back in the trunk and drive home with her.

"John never finds out about any of this," Mary said, her hands white-knuckle tight on Shadow's wheel. "And you have to swear you'll never do...that...again."

"I promise."

The next morning, when she came out of a particularly heavy recharge to the itch and sting of freshly engraved runes on her plating, and a curious blank spot where her transformation protocols ought to be, she knew Mary hadn't quite been willing to take her at her word.

Comments

[darthneko]

[FACEPALM] Ooooh, Mary. On the one hand, it makes perfect sense to Hunter brain. On the other hand... your kids could've found that useful later on down the road!

[dragovianknight]

Hunter paranoia bites them in the ass again, yes. And I'm sure the Impala has had multiple occasions to curse Mary's name over this. (At least Mary was nice enough that the spell dissipated once Shadow was no longer involved with the family?)

[alexseanchai]

Oh, is that what happened? I thought it wore off over time, since it's been what, thirty years since she put that spell on?

[dragovianknight]

Thirty-five, about. Dean was born in what, '79? And this is before that.

[senmut]

Awwww. Mary, no faith or trust?

[dragovianknight]

None. But at least she let John keep the car.

[senmut]

Truth.