Chapter 3 – Family reunion

The muzzle from the gun was still smoking by the time he made an appearance and Klaus was in no way surprised to see Constantine standing over a tattooed man with weird facial deformities. Oh and a bullet hole on his forehead.

"Are you sure the bullet will do, they are particularly ineffective in this type of business, master of the dark arts."

Constantine turned to look at him while still pointing the gun at the fallen man-creature.

"Then it's a good thing this isn't not just any gun, but the one with the magic bullets…"

A cocky smile was enough to have Klaus roll his eyes in exasperation. Mortals really were idiots. He fired another round at the body while still looking at Klaus.

"Can't hurt to be sure though."

He shot him a few more times and then went to grab the canister that was placed by the alleyway wall and proceeded to pour the contents on the body.

"Now, don't you think that is a tad bit of overkill now?" Klaus asked casually.

Tossing the container he lit up his lighter and laughed.

"An overkill is exactly the right amount I was going for thank you very much. Unnecessary - perhaps, cool - absolutely."

With that he tossed the lighter and the fire enveloped the body and it continued to eat him up until nothing but ashes were left in its place.

"You're an idiot is what you are."

He started to leave the alleyway but in the next moment the hulking figure emerged and with an animal like roar attacked them. He didn't have much time to think before he had his hand in his chest, holding at disgusting mass of beating flesh.

"You should've stayed put like a good boy and this wouldn't have happened."

He could hear the retreating footsteps of the other demon possessed humans behind the creature, while saying in disbelief, "This is not possible, you shouldn't be here. It is forbidden."

The blood was still fresh on his clothes as he regarded them with an amused smile.

"I see you have heard of me, fantastic. Then you know this won't take long."

In the next moment he had them all on the floor in an unrecognizable bloody mass.

"Another beautiful evening."

Alongside him a set of footsteps and the cigarette smoke were coolly regarding his work.

"Well, that escalated quickly. It appears you are not the usual charlatan of the heavenly or hellish sort. Which makes me wonder what is on your agenda, because from my experience you will never get an overly powerful "something" without it wanting something in return."

Klaus still looked upon his little showcase and contemplated what would the reaction be if he went and actually told him that he was, in fact the most evil thing out there if he needed to be. That was the trick wasn't it? He was what the scales demanded of him and the darkness that was descending upon them demanded his allegiance to good, for now.

"I am "something" that is on your side, helping you rid yourself of these beasties a bit quicker and with a dash of finesse if I may say so."

Constantine scoffed and blew out the smoke while looking at the mess around him.

"That is all I'm gonna get, huh. Finesse, please you're like a child splashing paint around and claiming it is a drawing. Don't think I will hang around your insanity for a moment longer than need be."

Before they could continue, a very familiar voice echoed through the environment. It bounded to happen sooner or later.

"You wanker what did I tell you about involving yourself in the squabble of good and evil directly. Must you act like a child all the time Nik?"

The hurricane that was Rebekah came to greet them and as annoyed as he was by her interference maybe he could turn it in his favor.

"Hello sister."

Her arms crossed and a judging frown was etched on her face, if he didn't know better he would've thought that she was mad. Fortunately he knew her long enough to detect a concerned Rebekah from a mile away.

"Don't you hello me mister. I am seconds away from having a rage fit and the only thing keeping me away is that we might get seen by the humans."

A clearing of throat could be heard and they turned their heads towards a clueless looking Constantine. Rebekah looking at him like he was an insignificant speck that ruined her moment had him amused to no end. The quip in which she addressed him was even better.

"And who the hell are you?"

Constantine quickly bit back and lit up another cigarette.

"John Constantine, a fighter against evil and supernatural and the master of…uh well occasional dabbler in the dark arts let's just say. But to tie myself to your little tirade from a moment ago, I also happen to be a human sweetheart."

She turned back to look at Klaus and the judgment was back full force.

"You have got to be kidding me."

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