When Chas Kramer is pulled back from the cusp of heaven, he isn't ready for his sudden entanglement with the archangel Uriel. Yet she is his only comfort. So when he makes the biggest mistake of his life, and perhaps even causes Uriel to be cast out from Heaven, what's left to be done? Find a very big gun...
I know the angels are meant to be asexual, but I've made them female otherwise it screws up my entire plot, so please, don't hate me.
VERY IMPORTANT!- This will seem mildly like a Mary-Sue at some points. IT IS NOT! There is fluff, but there are maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaajor consequences, arguements, inperfections to the OC, the whole shebang. Please, take the time to actually read this, as I've actually put bloody thought into this. The story is not so much about the fluff, but about Chas's transition into manhood.
Disclaimer: I don't own Constantine, or any characters affiliated with it, but I do own Uriel.
"Are you going to shoot me, John?"
John Constantine had been standing alone on the rooftop of Raven Scar hospital, having just been left there by Angela only moments before, when he felt the 'presence'. Spinning around, shotgun cocked, he came face to face with a young girl, perhaps eighteen years old to the first appearance. But Constantine knew better. For a start, the wings were a big give away.
The girl looked up at him with large, turquoise eyes, a momentary glint of gold in the centre, and said:
"I'm not here for her." There was a particular emphasis on the word 'her'. "I don't support what she's done. She went against our father."
"She's your sister though," John said, trying not to be drawn in by the innocence of her eyes.
"Please, John! Gabriel's not my problem!" Her wings flared open slightly as she said this; she was getting angry. "Look, I haven't got much time!"
"Which one are you? Raphael? Sophael?"
"Uriel," the angel replied, "and I'm very busy. Now please, will you just take me down to the pool house?"
"Why?" he said, thrusting the gun at Uriel.
"Because my window to help him is closing fast!"
"Who?" The angel looked at him piercingly for a moment, and then he realised. He popped the cartridge out of the gun and lowered the barrel, the shell 'clinking' on the ground.
"Let's go," he said, and led Uriel into the building. As they came through the family room, she didn't even flinch at the demonic remains. Instead, she ran through the shattered cadavers of the hydrotherapy room doors, treading barefooted on the glass as if it wasn't even there. She left not even a trace of blood.
Constantine stepped into the room, looking down at the water with a frown. Gabriel was gone. He looked over at Uriel, whose wings had vanished, and saw her kneel beside the dead boy's form.
"Can you really bring him back?" he choked.
"I can try," she replied simply. She sat on the ground, lifting the boy's head onto her lap. Stroking his forehead, she felt a momentary flicker of warmth spread through her fingers. He was still within reach.
"Poor Chas," she whispered, then lay one hand over his eyes, and the other upon his chest.
"But doesn't this upset the Balance?" John said.
"No, it restores it. Gabriel made a real fuck-up when she killed; she committed an Earthly sin." With that, Uriel closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and suddenly the room was filled with brilliant white light. John shielded his eyes with his arm, squinting to see the two forms…
The tunnel of light was fading again, shrinking into the distance. Then there was a voice, calling his name…
"Come back, Chas. It's not your time. Come back."
A bust of air flooding his lungs, a splitting headache…
"Oh, Jesus!" His eyes opened, and he froze.
"Hello, Chas." He was looking up at a young girl, with striking bluish green eyes and rich ebony hair, and for a moment, he though he saw a pair of tawny wings. She stroked his forehead, and said,
"Feeling better?" Chas stuttered for a moment, then said
"I'm not dead?" The girl smiled, and helped him sit up, then leant in close and whispered in his ear,
"I want you to remember this moment," before brushing a kiss across his cheek. Chas swallowed and nodded, still mystified by this strange woman. Was she really an angel?
"Time to go, Chas." The girl slipped her hand in his, pulling him to his feet, and stepped back, looking him up and down. He brushed his hand through his hair nervously, and after fiddling around in his pockets for a moment, found his cap and pulled it on, bringing it low over his eyes. Uriel turned to John, who looked like he wanted to say something, but didn't know what. She looked at him darkly for a moment, and said,
"Take care of him." She looked over at the boy. "See you around Chas." She turned away from them both, gliding out of the pool house, and as she crossed into the light her wings erupted into existence, leaving her a shrinking silhouette.
Chas turned to John, who looked surprisingly blank, and said;
"I'm not dead, am I?"
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