John Constantine watched as they lowered the coffin of Chaz into the ground. He watched as people wept and he watched as people slowly left, leaving him by himself. He just stared down at the ground, as if in a daze. The wind blew softly as first but then became harsher, causing John to look up from the 6 feet deep hole. The sky was starting to become dark, as opposed to the clear blue-skyed day it was before. He, however payed no mind to it and decided it was time to go. And let Chaz go as well. He sighed and walked away from the grave site, but not before something caught his eye. He quickly turned to be met with nothing. All though he could of sworn he saw something, he let it go and continued walking to his car. As he reached the corner and turned, he saw someone leaning against his black car. It was a girl. It was a taller girl with long, black hair that turned into soft ringlets as it reached her knees. She had pale skin and was wearing a long black dress, that like her hair was blowing in the still growing wind.
"Hey, get away from my car." He said to the figure, walking closer.
"Sorry, just had to wait for you to leave the funeral. You relize you were standing there for three hours after everyone left." The girl said, still not moving from his car. Her hair flowed over her shoulder and covered most of her face, so John was left to wonder slightly about what she really looked like.
"Why were you waiting for me?" He asked. The girl, who was smokeing, stomped out the cigarette and spoke again.
"They told me to." She said.
"Who told you what?" John asked, loosing his patience.
"The demons, the angels. They both want you, but you've become blind and ignored your gift latley. You can't see the multitudes of other beings who want you Constantine." She spoke, and looked up. Her hair fell out of her face and John saw the brigtest blue eyes he'd ever seen. They were outlined in a darker blue, then moving inward they were ice blue. They had long lashes and were outlined with a small ammount of eyeliner, just enough to make them look beautiful. Her face was round and she had lush red lips that were full and pouty. John just looked at her for a second.
"I havn't been ignoring it." He said, and tried to get into his car, but the girl's arm shot out and covered the door.
"Yes you have and you can't ignore it. You've seen to much, so now both sides need you to get to the other. How much do I have to stress that?" The girl around the age of ninteen said.
"Look, I don't know who you are, but I'm going home, now move before I make you." He said sternly. The girl just cocked a smile.
"You can't make me move, try but it's futile, but fine. Go home. Don't head my warning and don't come with me." She said and walked off. John cocked his eyebrow at the odd girl, and got into his car. He sat down in the drivers seat and looked out to where the girl should still be walking to see nothing there. He shook his head and drove off to his apartment.
John warily opened his front door and peered inside. It was pure dark and he couldn't see anything so without going into the apartment itself, flicked on the light switch. Everything was fine.
"She just messed with your mind John." He said to himself whilst shakeing his head. He tossed his coat and keys onto the long table that was now covered with books and walked to the small bathroom. The bathtub had yet to be replaced and now the main part of it lay still against the wall. John, without a glance into his surroundings peeled off his clothes and stepped into the hot single person shower that was seperated and in the corner of the bathroom.
John whiped the fog off of the mirror and jumped a bit, and quickly turned around. Only nothing was there. He could of sworn he had seen a demon standing right behind him. Or was his brain truly playing tricks on him? It would of been the first demon he'd seen in four days. Which in itself was a reason to be celebrated. John shook his head again and thought back to the girl in the cemetary.
"You've become blind to your gift latley. You can't see the multitudes of other beings that want you Constantine"
"I havn't been ignoring it."
"Yes you have and you can't ignore it. You've seen to much and now both sides need you to get to the other. How much do I have to stress that?" John blinked his eyes and looked warily into the mirror again. It was just his reflection staring back at him. He let out a sigh and splashed some cold water onto his face for good measure, before leaving the bathroom. He yawned as he scratched his stomach and plopped down in one of the chairs behind the large, narrow table. Books were scattered and he just looked over the table, un sure of what to do. It was five in the night, Angela was in Rome and he couldn't think of anything to do. Normally his life relied on deporting demons and half-breeds, but now he was left with nothing. No clues to demons, or anything. John sighed and got up out of the chair. He grabbed his coat and keys, then left the small apartment. He would go to midnights club and see about that girl that plauged his mind.
John walked calmly down the stairs and two the bouncer who held up a card.
"A bird on a unicycle." He said and was let past the bouncer. He walked past the door and immediatly the loud noises of the electra music being played came to his ears. He scrunched his nose and continued his way through the mosh of half-breeds to midnight's office. When he arrived at the door, he knocked in a rather impatient manner until he was told to enter. Which he did. The door closed behind him, cutting off the loud music, for which he was grateful. Midnight sat behind his desk.
"Ah Constantine, how are you these days?" Midnight asked. John shrugged and took the seat opposing his desk.
"A girl came to me at the funeral, saying that the angels and demons were after me." John said. Midnight had a look of knowing on his face, and just nodded.
"So it's true, their after me!" John asked loudly.
"Quiet John." Midnight said passivly. John let out a aggrivated sigh and slouched down in the chair.
"Look at you a thirty-five year old man have a tempur tantrum." Midnight said with slight amusment.
"Cut the crap, look just tell me if their after me or not." John said. Midnight just nodded again.
"It is true. You are able to detect both half angels and half demons, so either side could use you to help ride them of their foes. And now that your lung cancer is gone, you are free to live a longer life, but however you are more useful to them dead." He said. John's eyes became wide.
"And you didn't tell me this before?" He shouted, standing up.
"John, calm down and take your seat. It is nothing you can't handle, both sides have always been after you in a sort." Midnight said, in the same passive tone.
"I don't remeber the guy up there looking for me, asking me to join him." John said with anger. Midnight sighed and shook his head in a dissapproving manner.
"I do not know much about this right now, if you want why don't you find the girl again, she seems to know something I do not." He said and gestured to the door. John, now royally pissed off with both Midnight and himself, huffed.
"I can't exactly find her again. I don't know her name. She just showed up and told me that they were looking for me." He said.
"Ah, in that case if you really need her, she'll find you." Midnight said. John looked up at Midnight and cocked an eyebrow. Midnight just gave a smile.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" He asked.