[ WP ] '' You 're full of surprises , are n't you ? '' he asked . `` I did n't know you named it that '' you respond blithely .

Dean struggled to his feet, the kick still reverberating in his chest. Rain was falling through the sky and hitting his back as he slowly stood up. The woman looked at him, smiling a faint smile as she walked over to him. 
 
 `` You're full of surprises, are n't you?'' She asked 
 
 `` I did n't know you named it that,'' Dean said, standing up. He looked up again and the woman if you could even call it that at this point, came charging at him. Dean Quickly dodged out of the way, letting her sail through the air, away from him. He had enough time to pull out his gun, but not enough to aim it. She came back at him, primed and ready to strike again. 
 
 Dean was not so lucky this time, as the well-placed kick hit the gun out of his hands. He braced for the rest of the hits that came fast, he tried his best to avoid most of the damage. She was trying to kill him, and any regular human would have been dead at this point, but Dean was not a regular human being. 
 
 Dean once again ran for his gun, he knew he could n't directly fight her. It was n't a skilled movement, but Dean relied on her misjudging her speed. He sent out a kick straight to her face and, as expected, she flew back. This provided enough time for Dean to grab his gun, which was n't that far away. He picked it up, aimed, and fired it directly into her face. 
 
 The smile on her face subsided. `` You got a shot off on me,'' She said watching her bones and skin heal over the bullet. `` I get more impressed by the minute,'' She says spitting the bullet out on the ground'' 
 
 Dean got up and wiped blood off his face. Where was he bleeding from, it did n't matter now? `` You'll be surprised by what happens next,'' He said, limping away from her. Immediately the chemicals that the bullet was laced with diffuse through her entire body and once reacted with the rain, exploded into a fiery mess. 
 
 Dean smiled and looked at his gun. 5 hermetically sealed chambers left, they were his last shots. He looked at the level five armor he had on himself, thinner than cloth, but sturdier than steel. He thanked alien technology for that at the very least and accelerating humanity technologically forward by 500 years. 
 
 `` But this is the price,'' He said putting his rather old-fashioned gun back into his holster. `` Grey goo'' He walked onto the illuminated pathway and turned up his coat. 
 
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 I modified your prompt a bit, sorry about that.
