"Come on then Dante!" Constantine called out, with his hands up, wanting Dante to attack him, "Give me everything you got! I want it all!" Dante yelled, charging at him. Swinging his sword, Dante aimed for Constantine's neck. However, his wing blocked the sword as his fist traveled up into Dante's midsection. The air was blasted out of his lungs, as he shot into the air. Constantine followed Dante up and slammed him back down into the ground. "I don't think I have much of a choice now, Az..." Dante choked out and clenching his fists, "At least I'll be able to hold my own until The Horsemen get here and help out." "You needing someone else's help?" Azreal asked, and laughed nervously, "That's something I never thought I'd hear." "Desperate times, don't get used to it." Dante replied, standing up. "Come on...get angry." Dante thought to himself as Constantine landed lightly in front of him. "Are you really still alive? What's the point?" Constantine asked, disgusted at the sight of Dante, "Each breath you take is an insult to me and God." Dante breathed, trying to focus on it. The fire; that one spark he doesn't touch. He thought about Constantine, he thought about Mal, he thought about Lucifer. "And every breath You take..." Dante said, feeling the transformation coming on, "is an insult to Me." Fire exploded from Dante, wrapping around him like a tornado. Constantine pulled his swords back out and smiled. "Maybe you aren't going to go down so easy. Good, I wanted to enjoy mysel-" That's when he saw Dante, his skin gray and the leather jacket he was wearing now bubbling and mealting. His eyes had black scleras with dark red irises, and his hair was now long and blood red. Before Constantine could speak, Dante rushed him and dropped kicked him hard in the chest. Constantine flew back, crashing through the ruins of a building. Constantine tried to get back up, but in an instant he saw Dante coming down at him, gripping Judgement and aiming it down. Constantine flew out of the way, the sword stabbing into the ground. It's shockwave caused what was left around them to crumble to dust. "What is this?" Constantine thought, watching Dante's movements, "It's like he's a completely different person, yet...and his power! How could he get this strong so quickly?" "Come!" Dante called out in the language of demons, smirking as he poked the tips of his now elongated horns. Dante pulled Judgement out of the ground and roared, fire radiating from him. He sprouted his wings and cracked his neck. Constantine collected his senses and dove at the beast waiting for him. He swung one of his blades, which was immediately blocked by Judgement. Constantine smirked and slashed Dante's chest with his other blade. Kicking him away, Constantine slashed again, making a cross on Dante's chest. "Fitting for you." Constantine said, stabbing forward with both swords. Dante jumped up and stood on the blades of the swords. Furious, Constantine took the swords from under him and slashed, missing slightly as Dante flew upwards. Constantine shot up after him and aimed one of his swords for the center of the cross he made in Dante's chest. Dante put his wings out to block, but the sword pierced through them and was caught in them. Roaring, Dante pulled his wings, causing them to be cut more. The wounds soon began to heal rapidly as Dante's flaming aura grew around him. "Putting more effort into healing leaves you more open you know?" Constantine shouted, slashing rapidly at Dante. Quickly dodging around the blades, Dante shot Judgement forward, stabbing into Constantine near the obsidian shard. "GAH! You motherf-" Constantine started, but was interrupted by the giant blast of flames from Dante's hand that consumed him. Constantine fell to the ground, losing grip of his swords. He landed hard, creating a crator to form around him. Opening his eyes, Constantine saw Dante come down from the sky, stabbing his sword into his chest. Constantine yelled as Dante grabbed the obsidian shard and began to pull it out of him. "NO! STOP!" Constantine yelled punching at Dante, who grabbed the fist with his other hand. Constantine tried with his other arm to get Dante off, but it was stabbed into the ground by a white arrow. Conquest lowered his bow and smirked. "Damn you all!" Constantine yelled, kicking Dante off, the shard still in his chest. He pulled his arm out of the ground and tore the arrow out, yelling furiously. The sound of a motorcycle caused him to quickly turn around. Before he could react, War jumped off his bike as it slammed against Constantine. "You can't stop me!" "Wanna bet?" War asked, conjuring two mini guns in both hands. The barrels began to spin and bullets tore into Constantine. War laughed heartily, but was slapped away by Constantine's wing. "Get out of my way!" Death sliced through Constantine's leg, cutting it completely off and causing him to fall to the ground. "Insolent wretches!" Constantine yelled, swinging at Death but missed. Death stepped back and raised his hands. Decomposing hands burst from the ground and grabbed Constantine, holding him down. "Hey kid!" Death said, turning towards Dante, who was now flying back, "I saw you trying to pull that shard out of his chest." "Have to get out." Dante spoke in demon, "Weaken." "Got it. I'll hold him in place. You guys will get it out of his chest." "Hey!" Conquest said running past them, "I'm the leader here! But good idea." Death shook his head and returned his focus to Constantine, who was now nearly breaking free of the undead hands. "Can't...hold...me!" Famine jumped on Constantine's back and began pulling energy out of him. "I think we can!" He yelled, his eyes beginning to glow green, "Oh boy you have a lot in you don't ya?" Constantine roared and smacked Famine in between his wings, causing him to stumble off. "Ouch dick!" Famine called out, getting back on his feet and shooting green beams out of his eyes at Constantine's back. Dante flew at Constantine, eyes focused on the shard. Before Constantine had a chance to swing to defend himself, War threw his sword, cutting the arm off. Dante grabbed onto the shard and planted both of his feet on Constantine's chest. "You...lose!" Dante spoke with slight difficulty, as he struggled to pull out the shard. Black blood began to leak out of the wound as the shard began to slowly come free. With a tear of skin and muscle, the obsidian came free and Dante fell off Constantine. Constantine cried in agony as his bones broke and reformed, his horns cracked and shattered, and his wings cracked and fell off. Soon, Constantine was back to normal, lying in a puddle of blood with an arm and leg missing. "No...NOOO! DO ANY OF YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU'VE DO-" Before he was able to continue, Conquest smacked him across the face with his bow. "Man...they guy talked way too much." Dante smiled, slowing returning to normal. A wave of weariness came over him and he fell to his knees. Death came over to him and knelt down. "You alright Fury?" Dante coughed out black smoke, the red disappearing from his hair and his eyes turning back to red. Dante looked at Death, barely able to think straight. "Wh-...Death? What happened? I don't feel...the same." "Shit kid." Death said looking at Dante, slight worry in his eyes, "You went back to normal." "Yeah but like...I'm not..?" "I meant normal normal. Like before you were a Horseman." Dante's eyes shot open, looking at his hands. "Y-...you're right. But, how?" "Well..." Death said, scratching his head, "Maybe all the apocalypse energy we put in you got spent when you went all demon on us." "It's...called Berserk. So that means I'm never gonna be that strong again?" Dante asked, standing with tired legs. "Not exactly." Death said, studying him, "You're tired, sure, but I can still sense that you're just as strong as you were before. Maybe the reason you looke like that was because you weren't used to all that power and that form was how to cope with the sudden increase. Now you've gotten used to it, I guess you'll be normal now?" Dante stared uncovinced at Death, crossing his arms. "That sounds like a cop-out."
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