Doesn't Matter
An original Elektra/Constantine fan fiction
Written by: Jennifer S. a.k.a. AssassinElektra
Disclaimer:
I do not own Elektra, Constantine (Hellblazer), or their characters. This is a fan fiction story meant only for the enjoyment of myself and other Elektra, and Constantine (Hellblazer) fans.
Title: Doesn't Matter
Genre: Action/Adventure, Romance, Sci/Fi
Setting: This fic takes place before the Elektra movie and after the Constantine movie, although elements are borrowed from the comics these movies were based on.
Rating: Adult (For violence and language)
Author's Note: Dun dun dun… Sorry guys, couldn't resist bringing my favorite character back into the story! Oooooh, and major foreshadowing, so pay attention!
Chapter 10
Guardian Angel
Fuck. I'd just explained to Elektra why I fought to save the world and she'd kissed me in response? Not the reaction I'd wanted. See, if she'd gotten offended, angry even, that would have been better. Good enough to keep her alive anyway.
I almost told her that, but the breaking down of my bedroom door interrupted the thought. "What the hell is…" I looked at the figure standing in the doorway and stopped talking, my mouth hung open, my cigarette fell to the bed. Elektra snuffed it, thankfully, because I was paying no attention to it at that point.
"Someone you know?" She asked quietly, looking from me to the doorway.
I stood up and walked over towards the figure, still not really believing what I was seeing. He was dressed all in white, had pale skin, golden eyes that glowed now. Damn, it just didn't seem possible. And yet here he was.
"Chas?" I muttered quietly. He blinked, as if trying to remember if that was his name after all, and looked at me.
"Yeah." He finally said.
"But you're an…"
"Angel." Elektra finished, walking up to stand next to me.
"Yeah." I agreed, still in shock. There he was, Chas, the kid who'd driven me around for years, complained because I wouldn't let him help, and had finally gotten killed the one time I did. "How is this—"
"I've got a message for you." Chas said, not letting me finish my question. His golden eyes focused on mine, and I knew what he was about to say was important. "You did it last time, Constantine." Was all he said, leaving me even more confused than before.
"Did what?" I asked.
"You know." Chas told me, his eyes glowing. "And you'll need to do it again. Only this time it can't be yourself." I glanced down at my wrists, remembering the cuts I had made with glass.
"Chas, what the fuck are you—"
"And when the time comes, when he thinks he's got the upper hand, that's when you need to cut him down. Take him out, Constantine, and don't hesitate when doing so." Chas told me.
"Would you cut the fucking riddles and just come out and say what you need to?" I snapped, a bit irritated. I was glad to see the kid, yeah, but he was just confusing the hell out of me so far. And I still wanted to know how he'd turned in his driver's license for a pair of wings.
Chas smiled. "Some people never change, I guess." He told me.
"You on the other hand…?" I had to know.
"Gabriel was sacked, there was an opening." Chas said casually. The way his eyes glowed was creepy. It was Chas, but then it wasn't. I don't know why, but that weirded me out, even after all I'd seen before. Maybe it was because I knew the kid, had actually cared about him.
I nodded to his answer, then looked at Elektra. "Elektra, this is Chas, the Archangel." Now that sounded downright wrong somehow. "Chas, Elektra." I said, glancing back at Chas.
He looked at her with his beady little eyes, looked her up and down with his head tilted, then looked back at me. "She's damned all ready." Chas told me.
The light in Elektra's eyes faded a bit at that comment, but she kept her composure overall. "What are you trying to—" The angelic bastard interrupted me again.
"Just pointing it out." Chas said, getting a glare from me. "Because later, when you have questions as to what to do and what not to, you'll need to remember that she's all ready damned."
"Did you come with answers or just cryptic comments?" Elektra asked, her voice showing her irritation.
"God doesn't give things away like that." Chas explained to her, glancing over at the assassin. "He wants you to figure it out on your own." He looked back at me. "And you will."
"Who brought Balthazar back, Chas?" I asked, hoping he'd answer that straight at least.
"God did." Chas answered, and I nearly choked.
"What?" Elektra hissed, sounding beyond irritated by now.
"Balthazar is needed." Chas said, as if that would explain everything.
"What the hell for?" I snapped, taking another cigarette out of my pocket and lighting it.
"The Balance." Chas said, watching me take a deep breath of smoke. "You're all tied to it now." He motioned to where Elektra had been stabbed. "Blood bond." He commented, glancing back at me. "You're connected now in more way than one."
His wings fluttered lightly and he turned to leave. "Wait!" I said, and the kid stopped. "Chas, you've got some explaining to do." He turned his head to stare at me with his golden eyes. There were a thousand different things I could have asked him right then. But my mind went blank, so I said the only thing I could think of. "God brings demons back now?"
"You'll get your answers in time, Constantine." Was his pathetic reply.
"Will you stop calling me that!" I snapped, and he just blinked in reply. I sighed. "Chas, it's me, John. Not Constantine, John."
"Your name means nothing to me." Chas turned to leave again. I placed a hand gently on his shoulder and he stopped, his wings fluttering lightly.
"Is that what He does, strips you of your soul and makes you His fucking messenger?" I asked bitterly. "Maybe I should be glad I'm going to hell."
"He does what needs to be done." Chas replied. I glanced at Elektra, wondered what she thought of all of this, then looked back at Chas, taking my hand off of his shoulder.
"Does what no one else will?" I asked.
"No." Chas said quietly. "You do that, John." And having said that, he walked out of the room and disappeared into a sphere light.
"Who is he?" Elektra asked gently, after a couple moments of silence.
"He was," I corrected bitterly "sorta my apprentice." I glanced over at her, focused on her beautiful green eyes in an attempt to get Chas off of my mind.
"What happened?" She asked, taking my hands into hers to comfort me. It didn't fucking work. Shit.
"He used to beg me to help." I explained, smiling as I thought back. "Tried to follow me so that he could. And the one time I let him come along, the one fucking time!" I closed my eyes, stopping the tears before they even formed, then opened them and looked down at Elektra. "He died because of me." I told her. "That's what happens to people who get close to me." I took a step back, pulling my hands away from hers. "That's why I can't…" I stopped, knowing she all ready knew what the rest of it would have been.
"I really didn't need another reason to hate God." I commented, scoffing as I looked down at my cigarette. "He's getting quite a list." I added.
"Why would God bring Balthazar back?" She asked.
"There's only one reason I can think of." I said quietly, sighing. "He wants Balthazar to take Lu down."