thefirstofthefallen started following you
Constantine chuckled and pushed himself forward standing toe to toe with the Fallen. This was a ticket he was going to hold onto for years to come. Constantine wanted one thing and one thing only: the soul of the girl he’d lost back in Newcastle. He sought after this for years, she’s the main reason he started this whole magic business in the first place.
“You know what i want Fallen,”
He shot the Angel a look knowing this trickery wasn’t going to be the end of it all. Constantine knew that there was no way back from this, that this was and will be one of his final, if not final, tricks before he’s sent to his resting place and he was going to go out with a bang.
“I want you to bring that poor girl back, i want her alive and well and with her family. We both know when you, they, whomever it was, took her she wasn’t part of the deal.”
He needed to make sure that poor girl was back, he needed it to rest, he needed it to stop all of this and do something, anything else with his life. The years had been long, and fighting demons, and creatures, and helping Angels wasn’t something he wanted to do all his life, let alone at all. The circumstances called for it so he follow with the best he could and look where it got him: fighting the first in his living room.
❝ You’re right about that, Constantine. She wasn’t part of the deal, but a sacrifice was needed. She just happened to be the one in the way; Nergal is like that, he was a GOD at one time, and he always loves to get his hands dirty. ❞
He was going to say more, but instead, he ended up rubbing at his chin for a few moments, ❝ Very well. You shall have your human back, i’ll do my part to making sure that everyone in the family remembers false memories, but you should be warned, John. Things might not end up the way you like; sooner or later? You’re going to have to make a choice and I do hope it’s a decent one at that. ❞















