Jack the Panda: thank you so much for your kind review! My first review, sob I've come over all emotional, sob... And don't worry, we are going to see lots more of Uriel... (Angel-lover starts cackling ominously)... Ah, the Hell i'm going to put these characters through. You thought you knew evil... MWAH HA HA HA HA!

Okay folks, things are starting to get a tiny bit more interesting now. And confusing... BUT STAY WITH ME, ALL WILL BECOME CLEAR IN TIME! Please, please, please review! I don't even mind if you tell me you hate it!

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Thefigure watched her through the water intently, fetid air swimming around him. She sat at the bottom of a decrepit looking staircase, her golden head resting in a pale hand, and was weeping silently. The figure smiled. Even fallen, she had still reatained her Heavenly beauty...

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"Give me the damn shotgun, Chas!"

Constantine slammed the gold knuckle dusters into the soldier demon's gut, and reeled backwards as the creature fell to the ground, clutching at its wounds. John loomed over it, and it spat some incomprehensible words at him.He raised his fist, preparing for another blow, and the creature really did spit at him.

"You little shit!" John wiped the slime from his face with a disgusted flick of his wrist, and delivered a sharp kick to his prey's ribs.

"How the Hell did you get here?" John hissed, forcing his foot onto the demon's chest. the creature looked up at him with oily black eyes, and grinned wildly.

"Chas, the gun!" Chas scrambled out from the back of the taxi, and threw the shotgun to Constantine, his eyebrows raised at the writhing soldier demon.

"I thought they couldn't-"

"I know!"

"But then how-"

"I don't know!"

"What're you gonna-"

"Chas!"

"Sorry." Chas sat on the hood of the car and watched John leer over the demon.

"How did you get through?" he growled. The demon didn't respond, and John pushed his foot down heavily. Chas wrinkled his nose as the creature's wails intermingled with the crack of bones. John leaned in closer to the demon, and repeated;

"How did you get through?"

"I was chosen," the creature seethed, and laughed wildly, black flecks of blood appearing round it's mouth. John forced the barrel of the gun against its head, and said;

"For what?"

"The greatest honour that can be bestowed." With that the demon gave up an almighty scream and burst into flames.

"Son of a bitch!" John stumbled backwards, and Chas jumped off the car, staring at the flames. After a few momnets they disintergrated, and all that was left was a charred mark upon the ground.

"Whoa," Chas breathed, "I guess this is the beginning of a very bad road, huh?"

"Mm..." John put the gun into the car, and tapped his apprentice on the shoulder.

"C'mon," he said, "I need a stiff drink."

Chas got into the car behind the wheel, and turned the key in the ignition as John shut the door. He was just about to put the car into gear when he froze, staring staight ahead. In the headlights was a tall figure with golden hair and emerald eyes set in fair skin.

"Shit..." he cursed, an icy lump sliding down his throat as Gabriel's gaze met his. her eys widened, and she suddenly moved, running into an alleyway off the edge of the road.

"Any time you're ready, Chas." John's voice brought him back to Earth with a bump. He changed the gearstick into neutral and sped out into the main road, trying to ignore the cold sweat that had broken out on the back of his neck.