I would like to thank Believer29 for her quick review on the current story…I'm really sorry that sometimes it takes me a while to update the story but I'm using real books about nephilims and fallen ones, you now Old testament and the Book of Enoch...so it takes a time to actually get a coherent text out of them…I hope is not getting too creepy for your taste…also I'm really planning on doing a series with the crossover between H.B and John so I'm looking forward for your reviews and input on the developing ideas.

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Therefore shall ye execrate your days, and the years of your life shall perish, and the years of your destruction shall be multiplied in eternal execration, and ye shall find no mercy. In those days ye shall make your names an eternal execration unto all the righteous and by you shall all who curse, curse, and all the sinners and godless shall imprecate by you, and for you the godless there shall be a curse. The book of Enoch (Chapters 5, 6)

Avim or the "barren one" took the life energy of and old man who was walking the dog in the morning…his mind was quickly getting adjusted to the new century…not only did he absorb the life of the man, but the knowledge and the emotions….but he wanted more…he felt a powerful presence due east…he wasn't strong enough to fly yet… he looked anxiously at his wings that were starting to get a bluish color…they were call "Rephalim" before the big flood that wipe them out ages ago, since they were no angels or mortal and they lacked soul...there were put in the Ogrud Jahad or commonly known as the seventh hell….The prophet said that they're time would be in the second age of man…it was right after all.

Now it was there time again…Abu-Jaria will see to that; and all the Angels of the heavens would not be able to stop us…one by one they would be summon to awaken and like the days of Noah they would conquer earth and everything in their path...they are the bastard sons of he should not be named, the entity the humans call god.

Little did he know he was walking towards the Ictius Sapiens known as Abe.

John and H.B quickly gather their things and run towards the scream…the morning was cold and John who was never an athlete started to cough after a couple of yards, Hellboy was growing impatient with the skinny fellow… he stopped and looked around trying to find the emanation of power that was getting stronger and creepier.

-How do you hunt evil spirits in L.A.?- Hellboy asked trying to sound condescending.

-They live in small condos- Constantine replied with no humor on his voice.

-Great! I'm caught in the middle of the forest with an old character from driving Miss Daisy- Hellboy said again.

-The black guy? - Constantine asked inquisitively.

-No, Miss Daisy- Hellboy replied, the emanation of energy was actually moving toward them…even a normal man would feel its presence… it felt like cool mist.

-Are you packing? - John Constantine was not a man who was easily frightened but evil was coming their way and it was hungry…they need to have something to fight back.

-I'm out- Hellboy responded back and looking at the Samaritan placed in the inner leather holster then asked the skinny fellow...-And you?-

-I'm out too- Constantine responded, he was feeling better now…when he gets back to L.A he would have to definitely started doing so workout, involving clothes…that is.

-How did you planned to kill it? - Hellboy asked now getting back on track.

-I was going to charm him to death, but since you have a tail…- Constantine never missed a chance to aggravated people.

-What, did you say something about my tail? - Hellboy replied with a mean smirk.

-Nothing man, we have to keep our options open- Constantine responded with a funny smile…there were in deep shit he told himself, this red guy is very touchy.

-You know…you haven't told me how you got here? - Hellboy asked while walking towards the emanation that was getting more powerful, the passage was getting clouded by fog now.

-"I was watching the news"- John preferred not to talk about Chas the angel…is not good to talk about angels with demons, plus somehow the dream still scared him…it was the right hand of Hellboy he saw in that dream, he must be careful.

-Right! - Hellboy didn't believe a word the guy said, he looked like a bump really, but underneath that scruffy look was a mean and powerful being…so he would be watching his back.

-And how did you find this beautiful camping spot? - Constantine asked…he was waiting for a comfortable lie, they were seizing each other up…like soldiers on a war.

-10 o' clock news, watching the jets game- Hellboy responded sincerely.

-You are from New Jersey…that might explain the color, you know radioactive sewage…it happens- Constantine said trying to pick up a fight…for some reason he didn't like the tie of a moment ago, big ego I supposed.

-You say what? - Hellboy was ready to land a punch at the skinny fellow, he just had it with being civilized…he would like to make an accordion with his ribs.

-Come on you ugly gargoyle looking mother…- Constantine got his hand on the brass knuckles but something stopped them…they looked around.

They were in a perfect burned circle of trees, something or someone did that...it was like watching a set play of hell, and they both have seen hell…in the middle there was a tree…they knew they couldn't do anything for the poor soul that screamed a moment ago…but whatever that was couldn't reach the town.

The alarm on the communication device turned blue…Hellboy looked at John and only manage to say one word: "Abe".

They looked at each other and run towards the emanation, each one taking a different path…both of them sharing their inner fears.

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