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The Coven of Reformed Supernaturals

"Bollocks!" Spike hissed, as yet another large demon passed along the path in front of them; how he, Constantine and 'Batman' were avoiding these things Spike still couldn't understand.

Batman sighed as he looked back at the other vampire. "This isn't going over so well, is it?" he said. "We've got an entire army between us and whoever is behind this, and if we don't track him down soon, we're probably going to have to tackle somebody just to find out where the hell the centre of this place is."

He glanced over at Constantine. "I don't suppose your powers include an innate sense of direction?"

Constantine shook his head. "Sorry; no can do," he said, as he glanced around a corner, the Holy Shotgun in his left hand ready to fire if necessary. He looked back at the others, and smiled. "All clear."

Stepping out from behind the corner, the three of them began to walk down the corridor, rounding a nearby corner…

And, with no prior warning, Batman froze, grabbed Constantine and Spike by the necks, and hauled them towards the wall.

"What the bl-" Spike began, but Batman clamped his hand over Spike's mouth.

"Don't. Say. Anything," the vampire whispered sharply at his teammate. "Someone's coming, and I want to catch them off guard."

"Fair enough," Constantine whispered, glancing down to check his gun as he did so. It was loaded and ready to fire; all he had to do was pull the trigger.

The footsteps grew closer and closer.

The three men tensed themselves, ready for action.

The figure rounded the corner…

The Coven members spun around to face him…

And froze as they saw his face.

"Cole?" Spike asked, staring at the half-demon in front of them. "What the hell are you doing here?"

Cole shrugged. "We found the main room but weren't sure where you were," he explained. "The others sent me to track you down; after all, if push comes to shove, I've got the best chance of getting past them without being seen."

"Oh yeah; that shimmering thing, right?" Constantine said, looking inquiringly at their teammate as he shouldered the Holy Shotgun.

"Exactly," Cole said, nodding in acknowledgement at the medium. "Well, let's get going; this corridor leads directly to the base, and it's pretty much deserted."

"Very well," Batman said, nodding at the demon before looking back at the other members of his group. "We have to get moving; the others may have run into problems already."

"Indeed," Cole said, as the four of them began to walk down the corridor he'd appeared from. "After all, Angelus and the others may be good, but-"

Spike froze.

"What did you just say?" he asked, turning to look quizzically at Cole.

"Well, I was saying that the others may be good, but-" Cole began.

"No, that's not it," Spike said, shaking his head as he turned to face Cole. "You referred to the poof as 'Angelus'. Nobody in a white hat calls my sire 'Angelus'…"

He raised his head slightly and sniffed at Cole. "And you don't smell right either."

Cole sighed. "You know, I was really hoping I'd be able to just knock you all out," he said, as he looked around at the three of them. "But, if you insist on making it difficult, than so be it."

Before either of the vampires could stop him, Cole had lashed out with his fist at Constantine, sending the exorcist flying into the nearby wall with such force that the wall cracked. Constantine fell to the ground, unconscious and with blood trailing from his lips.

Spike and 'Batman' stared at the fallen body for a few seconds, and then turned back to Cole.

"You BASTARD!" Spike yelled, as he lunged towards Cole, punching him sharply in the face. "We trusted you!" he yelled at Cole as the demon bent over, clutching his bleeding lip. "The bloody Elders selected you as a member! And you went and signed up with the bloody enemy! They're going to kill your girl, you SON OF A-!"

Suddenly Cole leapt up, striking Spike in the jaw with a roundhouse punch that threw the vampire back across the corridor like he was a rag doll.

The half-demon (Or was he something more, 'Batman' was starting to wonder) looked down the corridor at Spike, a smile on his face as he looked at the fallen vampire.

"You never did strike me as having much in the way of brains, William," Cole smiled, looking over at 'Batman' as he finished. "But you, Bats… you trained as a detective before gaining these powers. Surely you can guess what's going on here?"

"I have some ideas," 'Batman' replied, looking back at his foe as he tensed himself for action. "You're not our Cole, are you?"

Cole smiled. "Yeah, pretty much," he said, grinning as he looked at 'Batman'. Then he raised his arms as he shifted into a combat stance. "Now, care to come quietly, or do we do this the hard way?"

'Batman' didn't bother to reply. Instead, letting his actions speak for him, he lunged towards Cole, claws outstretched as his face began to elongate into the form of a demonic bat…

Then a massive burst of energy struck him in the face, and he knew no more.

"Damnit!" Hellboy muttered, as they narrowly managed to avoid getting caught by a demon that resembled the offspring of a bull and a serpent. He looked over at Leo. "Are we ever gonna get there?"

"We should be close," Leo said, looking back at the large red demon while Angel stood out in front of them, sniffing the air with his enhanced senses. "Just a few more corridors, and, if the Elder's information is accurate, we should be-"

"There," Angel interrupted, pointing down a nearby corridor. "Just go down that way, and we're at the main chamber."

"Finally," Hellboy commented, pulling out his gun and checking it for bullets as they walked around the corner and found themselves facing a large wooden door.

Leo looked up at the door and then glanced over at Angel.

"You're sure?" he asked his old friend.

Angel nodded. "As sure as I can be. Magic doesn't exactly have a smell, but demons have fairly distinctive odours in most cases, and I'm getting a large mass of them behind here."

"Good," Hellboy said, raising the gun and looking down at Leo. "We waiting for the others, or can we get this party started now?"

"Waiting," Leo told Hellboy. "We don't know what kind of forces they have back there; we'll need all the power we can get."

"You talking about us?" a deep voice said from down the hall. The three Coven members looked up, and smiled in relief at the sight; it was Blade, Cole and Illyria, Cole in his human form and Blade with his sword unsheathed.

Angel smiled at the sight; for all her problems, Illyria was one of the few friends he had left, and, even though he'd barely known them any time, he already felt a certain kinship with Blade and Cole. After all, Cole was one of the few demons he'd ever met with an actual human soul, and Blade… well, he identified with the man's longing to kill what many would call his own kind.

"Among others," Angel said, smiling at the hybrid. "How'd things go?"

"Well, we had a close call with Barbas, but Blade here managed to deal with him," Cole said, smiling as he indicated the dark-skinned warrior.

Leo's jaw dropped. Angel had always thought that was just an expression, but here was living proof of it in front of him.

"You… you stopped Barbas?" Leo asked, looking at Blade like he was the Messiah having just resurrected Lazarus.

"Yeah, I did," Blade replied, looking over at Leo. "What; shouldn't I have?"

"No, it's just… well, we've never been able to stop him," Leo said, looking at Blade with new respect. "How did you do it?"

Blade shrugged. "After Deacon Frost tried to convince me I was only a vampire, that guy couldn't hit me with anything that could be worse," he said simply.

Then he looked around at the door. "So, this is the main chamber?"

"We think so," Angel replied. "At least, I'm smelling a lot of demons behind those doors, so it seems a fairly safe bet that whatever's through there is a major location in this place."

"Seems sensible enou-" Blade began, then stopped, cocking his head to one side as though listening to something, Angel doing the same after a delay of a second or two.

"What?" Illyria asked, looking curiously between the two part-vampires. "What is-"

"Illyria, be quiet," Angel whispered to her. "There's something going on in there, and Blade and I can't hear it if you keep talking."

Illyria shut her mouth and just stood there, watching the two champions as they strained their ears, Hellboy, Leo and Cole watching them with her.

After a minute or two of listening, Blade and Angel looked at each other, horror evident on their faces.

"Was that…?" Blade asked.

"It sounded like it," Angel replied. "And trust me, it's one of his favourite sayings; if it's not him, it's his long-lost twin."

"What?" Illyria said, looking over at Angel. "Is the other half-breed in danger?"

"Maybe…" Angel said, as he turned towards the door. "There's only one way we're going to answer that question; open the door and take a look- but nobody," he said, grabbing Illyria by the shoulder as she began to walk past him, "goes in yet; if the three of them aren't all there, we're to wait for them until they get here."

"Sensible enough," Cole said, nodding in approval.

"Right then," Angel said, reaching out towards the door handle. "Let's see what's in here."

He opened the door slightly, as the rest of the Coven gathered around him to stare into the room…

And the six of them stared in shock at the sight.

The room was filled with demons of all kinds, from the magic-wielding demons to just those demons who were superhumanly strong. Although some of the demons were looking over at each other with tensed hostility, overall the atmosphere was calm.

At the other end of the room, in front of a large black throne, a large cage hung in the air, containing an unconscious Constantine and 'Batman', and a semi-conscious Spike. Spike and Constantine had large bruises on their jaw and face respectively (Constantine had a bleeding lip, Angel noted), and 'Batman' seemed to have been burned by something, but otherwise they seemed well.

It was the figure in the throne that they all stared at it. Dressed in long dark robes, his face twisted in an expression of great hatred and power as he stared out at his 'kingdom', lacking the humanity that it had possessed when the Coven had first seen it, even if then it had been twisted in anger and confusion at his new surroundings.

"It's… it's me…" Cole whispered, his expression a mixture of awe and horror at the sight of himself standing at the head of this dark army of nightmares.