An old two-hundred year old mansion that has stood the test of time, surviving both world wars and numerous attempts of destruction carried out by enemies of those who dwelled there.
They were the Order of Galat, a Demonic brotherhood that has been around for thousands of years, one that has recently decided they wanted mankind out of the picture.
Their leader was a tall thin man; his skin was pale beyond belief and is eyes were completely red; he was dressed in a dirty-white silk robe as he was issuing orders to his minions.
The day was promising to be memorable; as it was the day the Fallen Angels were going to arrive, after having finished morning the death of their Elder, Lucifer the Devil.
"Count Shohesh," called a young demon of the order to the Coven Elder, "I have unfortunate news."
Shohesh turned to him, looking him in the eyes with a stare of fury, "You dare bring me bad news now, as we are about to receive the Angels whom are future is in their hands? Speak your news."
"It's the Watcher's council, our sources say they managed to track down our turncoat with the help Cartaphilus, the Immortal sorcerer and John Constantine, the man who killed the Devil."
"What's the Unfortunate part"
"It appears that Jason Bauer managed to explain himself to them, and now they have joined him."
Count Shohesh instantly wrapped his fingers around the neck of the messenger and squeezed hard, instantly separating his head from body.
"They've arrived, Sire!" said another underling, so the Coven Elder straightened to watch as the five angels entered his court.
Canadian Boarder
After their meeting in Middletown, the four Occultists clad in trench coats dispatched Philips and took the his car; a midnight blue Audi, heading to the Canadian Border, with Jason at the Driver's seat, Constantine next to him and Giles and Cartaphilus in the back.
"So the plan is, we head to Quebec, and from there we get on a boat that'll take us to Scotland, to avoid being struck by Mystical lightening?" asked Giles.
"Yes." answered Jason.
"How do we know we won't get struck on the boat"
"It's a complicated piece of magic they can't hit anything that's on water, but if it's in the air or on land it's possible"
"Is that the best they can do? The lightening I mean"
"It's one of their best tricks; they've got some other up their sleeves."
"Like what"
"Flocks of Vampiric Bats, Fog, you know."
"Well what happens when we get there?" asked John, "What do we do once we reach Scotland"
"I don't know yet"
"What? Are you daft?" yelled Giles.
"Don't get your knickers in a twist! I have a man who is prepared to tell us if we make it there."
"I'm starting to regret this." said Cartaphilus.
"Its too late t turn back now, isn't it?"
Prague, Czech Republic
A look of reverence and mild fear appeared on the faces of every member of the Order of Galat as the five fallen angels interceded into the ample court, their bare feet walked on the cold marble towards the coven elder, who bowed his head in respect.
"My Lords, It is such an honor."
The Five Angels all had an androgynous appearance, they were all tall and had long frazzled hair, and were dressed in blue robes.
"I am the Demon Count Juff Shohesh, born to Count Zenin and Countess Juta of Delmon(1)."
The seemingly oldest of the Angels spoke, who had hair as yellow as hey, "I am Raum the Advocate, formerly of the Thrones and the Cherubim(2)."
"I am Agares the Physician," said the second who had Brown hair, "formerly of the Virtues"
"I am Carnivean the Oracle," said the third who had silver hair, "formerly of the Powers"
"I am Zagiel the Poet," said the fourth who had Auburn hair, "formerly of the Archangels"
"And I am Iuvart the Hunter," said the fifth and last who had black hair, "formerly of the ninth choir of Angels."
"I am much honored," said Shohesh, "My brothers and sisters of the Order are much honored."
"Tell me something Count Shohesh, do you have the key?" asked Raum.
Shohesh didn't expect the Angels to inquire on that matter so quickly, so he stammered as he searched for an appropriate answer.
"Well, my lords... I"
"We already know your Agent who found the key and retrieved it had evaded you and is now seeking to destroy our key. Hoe do you plan on fixing the matter?" asked Agares.
"We have sent our finest hunters after him, they shall hunt him down and punish him for ages before sending him to the pits of hell."
"How about the mortal man who killed our Brother Lucifer the Morningstar?" asked Zagiel.
"H... He's with Jason Bauer, our Agent who has the key, his name is Jon Constantine"
"And why was he allowed to live for THREE MOTHS AFTER HIS CRIME?" asked Carnivean.
Shohesh started to break into sweat as he found speech getting harder, "We thought you wanted to deal with him yourself. Besides, he had heavenly allies and we didn't want to make our true colors known."
"Your competence is staggering, Count Juff Shohesh." proclaimed Iuvart.
"But luckily we are prepared to offer you one last chance."
Count Shohesh exhaled in relief, "Anything"
"Bring us the heads of Jason Bauer and John Constantine, and we want the key to lodges into one of their skulls; by midnight. Or die at our hands."
Quebec, Canada
Giles got off the pay phone inside a rest stop by a highway and walked to a table where the other three were sitting.
"Who were you talking to?" asked Constantine as he sipped some black coffee.
"I have an informer in the Order, he just told me that they have just been visited by the five Angels"
"Good God!" gasped Cartaphilus.
"He told me their names were Raum, Zagiel, Iuvart, Carnivean and Agares. They nearly executed the coven Elder for his tardiness, but gave him a chance to kill us and get the keys back by Midnight in Prague time. Which means three hours from now, so we must be vigilant and alert."
"Wait a minute," said Cartaphilus, "Can't they read the mind of your friend"
"They're of the fallen and they're not demons, so probably not. He'll stay out of their way just in case. We should get moving again."
The four stepped outside where snow covered the landscape, their car was parked several two-hundred feet away.
"Giles," said Jason as they walked, "Duck."
Jason extended his sword in one quick motion, then spun around and swung it, Giles reacted quickly enough and squatted down, allowing Jason to decapitate a man who stood behind him with an axe, ready to split Giles's head in half.
"Jason Bauer."
The four spun to look at the source of the call, who was a massive muscular man with an orange moustache who held a sword in his hand.
"Yizak," Jason greeted him, "What are you doing here in Canada"
"I was commissioned by the Coven Elder to kill you and bring back the key. Which reminds me, who of you is John Constantine"
"That'd be me." said John as he felt for the shotgun hidden under his coat.
"You will also be killed"
"Great"
"Remember that time I saved your life in Caracas?" asked Yizak.
"Yes, did I ever thank you for that?" said Jason.
"No. Is this how you repay me? By betraying the coven who took you in and was going to give you power and wealth beyond imagination"
"Get off it, old boy. You're all fruit cakes"
"You're entitled to your choice, now you'll suffer the consequences."
"I'd rather suffer the consequences of this action than be the bitch of a bunch of psychotic angels. Let me ask one thing; after they're done killing every last human on this planet, what do you think they'll do to the demons?"
"You should play better than to play those mind games with me. Look Bauer, out of our history I'll make you an offer, surrender the key now; and I'll kill you and Constantine quickly and only cut the arms off your friends."
Jason turned to the others and asked, "What do you think, boys"
"Enough tomfoolery"
"I'm just sodding with you, Rupert."
Jason turned back to Yizak.
"Looks like we're going to have to say no"
"Then you will all be killed"
"By what army?
If Jason waited just anther moment, he would see the army in question emerging from the nearby forest, within the restaurant and behind parked cars, they encircled them in a number of no less than thirty.
Giles picked up the axe that almost decapitated him seconds ago while Constantine made sure his shotgun was fully loaded.
"It's been nice working with you." said Bauer.
John aimed at Yizak and pulled the trigger, the demon's head exploded and the body subsequently fell to the ground.
"I always thought he was a talkative bastard."
A fierce battle ensued in that parking lot in Québec, all the demons charged at the four, they were armed with swords and masses and hammers.
A jolt of mystic energy from Cartaphilus blew a demon of his knees as Constantine reloaded his shotgun, meanwhile Giles managed to run his axe through a demon's chest as Jason crossed blades light a knight of Arthurian legends. They fought with every fiber of their being, not for the good of mankind, nor because the demons had it coming, but for their momentary survival.
Ten minutes passed, and a shocking truth dawned on Giles.
"They're infinite." he shouted, "They keep coming back."
"Nonsense." said Jason as he started dueling with a tall burly demon with an orange moustache. They fought for a seconds till Jason recognized the moustache.
"Yizak?"
It was indeed Yizak, miraculously brought back from the dead after John blew his head to bits.
"It can't be!" yelled Jason and was subsequently stabbed in the gut.
Another Jolt of energy hit Yizak in the chest and killed him, momentarily. While Jason staggered to his feet, the wound was superficial and he could heal, given time, which they didn't have.
"It's pointless," said John as he continued to try and fend of the demons, "Get the car."
Jason nodded in acknowledgment and wobbled to the car, with one hand he fought off any demo who tried to stand in his way and with the other he held his wound trying to keep the bleeding to a minimum, he decapitated a demon and watched in awe as it started to grow anther head.
"That's no good sportsmanship." he mumbled as he got into the car and put the keys in the ignition.
With the Demon warrior gone, the remaining three Trench coated men started to feel the endless onslaught of demonic attack taking its toll on them. Cartaphilus finally fell as he was stabbed in the heart and fell to the ground.
The black mass of a German automobile came screeching and slammed into five demons, sending them flying in different directions with some of their limbs twisted an their bones shattered.
Constantine dragged the fallen Cartaphilus to the back seat and Giles got in next to Jason, and the three men looked in fear as those they managed to put down rose again and prepared to continue.
"Bugger this," said Jason as he put the car in reverse, "I'm hitting' the road."
He hit the gas hard and the car shot backwards tacking out a dozen of demons in the process, then jerked the wheel and switched into Drive and sped off.
"I'm having a headache." said Cartaphilus as he opened his eyes, the wound in his chest now healed.
"What the hell happened back there?" barked Giles.
"The Order resorted to sending a Legion of their henchmen. They used a spell to ensure regeneration and continuous resurrection"
"They are Immortal"
"Only for now. The spell only lasts for a few hours, in this case I speculate it'll last till Midnight, Prague time."
Constantine looked behind, they were chasing after them at phenomenal speed, and the faster the car went, the faster they could run.
"Mr. Bauer," barked Giles, "Please do tell us how come the demons of the order can run twice as fast a guzzle."
Jason looked in the rearview mirror, and to his shock realized what was going on.
"Impossible! How"
"Are you telling us you don't know"
"I'm in the covert operations wing of the order, or was. I barely know anything about the spells thy have, I don't know how they work."
A burst was suddenly heard and the movement of the car got strange.
"Mates, don't fret but I think we have a flat tire."
"Of course we do!" hissed Cartaphilus in frustration.
Giles looked behind as Jason tried to keep the car going, he noticed something crucial; as the car slowed down, so did he demons, it was as if they could only move a s fast as the car.
Giles looked at the axe in his hand, its blade coated with demon's blood. He quickly had a revelation.
"There is a bridge ahead, right"
"Right, but"
"Make it to the bridge and leave the ret to me"
"What are you planning on"
"Just get there."
Jason hit the gas hard and struggled to keep the car from flipping over as it skidded everywhere due to the deflating tire, four minutes passed till the edge appeared on the horizon.
"They're catching up!" said Constantine.
The demon's started catching up to the car, and once they were on the bridge, Giles opened his window and chucked the axe out the window so that it would fall from a great height.
"Stop here!"
Jason hit the brakes. What happed next was phenomenal, as thought blow by a fierce wind, the demons were hoist up and thrown off the bridge by some invisible force.
Giles stepped out and the others followed. They peered over the side of the bridge and looked as the demons floated in the space between the ground and the bridge, then they suddenly exploded.
"What... the... fuck"
"How did you do that?" asked Cartaphilus.
"The spell they used was cast on them in a mass, so I presume they were forced to stay within a distance of each other, probably a hundred feet from each other. That's why they could run as fast as the car, because we were carrying some of them with us." explained Giles.
"The blood on your axe?" asked Constantine.
"And the blood on Bauer's sword. So when the axe fell down the valley and the sword stayed here, they were in a tug between the two, and hence their flesh wasn't stable and they imploded"
"Whatever," said Jason as he lit a cigarette, "I'm just happy to still have my head firmly strapped to my shoulders."
"Come on," said Constantine, "Let's fix that tire and get moving."
12:01 A.M.
Prague, Czech Republic
The remaining of the Coven Elder's burnt flesh lay on the marble floor, and the angels looked upon the rest of the order who stood trembling.
"Count Juff Shohesh is dead, as you can see. You will all be answering to us now." said Raum.
"Which one of you is the high priest of magic"
"You killed him, M'Lord"
"Very well, ho was his second in command?"
A short, portly white robed man stepped up and bowed his head, "That'd be me."
"I have an order for you"
"Anything, M'Lord."
Raum looked coldly with her big green eyes and said, "Unleash the Leviathan."
(1) Delmon is an ancient kingdom from 3000 B.C. which was in what is now known as the Kingdom of Bahrain.
(2) All the angels mentioned are from theology and belong to the spheres as mentined.