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A portal appeared and I walked through, stepping over the decapitated head of a worthless demon. As the doorway closed, I turned and stared at the carnage left in my wake. My chest swelled as I stared down at the sleeping human child in my arms. I could have allowed the feeble being to be eaten, but something in me said no. Whether it was the last remnants of the shel I wore bleeding through or the humanity clinging to me like muck and grime, I did not know. Whatever the reason, the child lived and my stomach turned at the fact a small part of me rejoiced at this knowledge.
It needed its own kind and the one called John Constantine would know the place that housed its kind. Tough the sun burned bright in the sky, the city was darker. A force had been here while I was away. The force used, what humans called 'good' in evil form. The shift in the air felt like needles pricking my skin. ANger rose through me like waves on a shore. Weak, ignorant humans. I leave this realm and in my absence their stupidity has shaken the very roots of the entire world.
Stepping over trash and filth in alleys, I headed in search of the demon hunter. Turning a corner, brought me face to face with a demon. It growled and tried to snatch the child from my arms. Holding the child under my left arm, my right came around and caught the demon in the face, throwing it back into the wall with considerable force. The child woke and stared at me in fear, "Stay here, or I will feed your miserable hide to that thing," and I pointed at the demon charging me. I could smell the demons anger and hunger as it tried to rake it's claws down my face. Moving to the right, I smashed the back of the demon's head with my right fist and watched it lay sprawled on the ground. I wanted free of this child and fighting a demon only prolonged my exposure to it. Before the beast was able to move from its belly, I moved behind it and snapped its neck.
I grabbed the child, now silently crying against my shoulder and continued in the direction of the one called Constantine. In my anger, I found myself at the door of John Constantine without remembering the journey. I called out his name and waited.
[Open to John Constantine]
It needed its own kind and the one called John Constantine would know the place that housed its kind. Tough the sun burned bright in the sky, the city was darker. A force had been here while I was away. The force used, what humans called 'good' in evil form. The shift in the air felt like needles pricking my skin. ANger rose through me like waves on a shore. Weak, ignorant humans. I leave this realm and in my absence their stupidity has shaken the very roots of the entire world.
Stepping over trash and filth in alleys, I headed in search of the demon hunter. Turning a corner, brought me face to face with a demon. It growled and tried to snatch the child from my arms. Holding the child under my left arm, my right came around and caught the demon in the face, throwing it back into the wall with considerable force. The child woke and stared at me in fear, "Stay here, or I will feed your miserable hide to that thing," and I pointed at the demon charging me. I could smell the demons anger and hunger as it tried to rake it's claws down my face. Moving to the right, I smashed the back of the demon's head with my right fist and watched it lay sprawled on the ground. I wanted free of this child and fighting a demon only prolonged my exposure to it. Before the beast was able to move from its belly, I moved behind it and snapped its neck.
I grabbed the child, now silently crying against my shoulder and continued in the direction of the one called Constantine. In my anger, I found myself at the door of John Constantine without remembering the journey. I called out his name and waited.
[Open to John Constantine]