Chapter 10: The task

As always thanks for the reviews on this current story about Hellboy and Constantine, I'm hoping you are enjoying this…it will get more physical and interesting and as the new character start entering the current plot, what happens next…read and find out, your reviews and input are very appreciated.

"The Hebrew word for giants (nephilum) literally means the fallen-down-ones because these tall celestial beings fell from the sky. Their half-breed progeny and their descendants are often mentioned in the early books of the Old Testament until the last of them were finally killed off. They were known as the Rephaim Hebrew for 'phantoms', Emim, Anakim, Horim, Avim, and Zamzummim. Some scholars speculate that this tradition of giants born from the union of gods and humans formed the basis for the demigod of Greek mythology."

- Raymond E. Fowler, the Watchers

John Constantine has never been an athlete, the only time he remembered running was when he tried to escape Ravenscar (the Looney hospital) in his teens, he didn't looked at the other side of the street while escaping from the male nurses and he got hit hard by a car, that was the first and last time he didn't look crossing the street, then in his 20´s he met the cigarettes and always used to light one before walking that would give him time to look around, now is just bubble gum, less cool... more safe. I can fight cavities, not cancer. Like a lot of things in life it takes a hard blow to mark fear in your memory.

He was feeling tired and sick, and he had overcome cancer so he knows what being sock means, but he was healthy now, the Devil made sure of that, giving him another chance to fuck thing up again…he wasn't going to let this chance slip away.

Suddenly he felt the urge to look up at the sky and so a shinning white light to direct to be sunlight right on top of him….and then in a split second the sky opened up and a great weight felt on his shoulder throwing his ass to the ground…the presence of the seraph- formerly known as Chas was on top of him…looking very unhappy.

-Hi, Chas don't you cell phones? I know they are tiny and probably you don't have pockets in that white robe of yours?…but please this is uncalled for; John tried to make a joke since he couldn't move thanks to the weight of Chas, he was starting to distrust his former friend…keep showing up in weird places and strange times, just like an ex-wife.

Chas didn't answer back; he was looking at John with a soft but cruel face, just like parents when you are in big trouble. He could almost imagine his full name being displayed in his head, but at all this Chas remained quiet and silent.

-Ok, you got me here….what do you want?- John tried to push the Angel away but he jumped and floated like a leaf on a gentle wind…he landed a couple of feet back with eyes open in disbelieve…the insolence of this mortal meets no boundaries.

John stood up trying to stop the pain in his chest, it was burning him like an open furnace…and he started coughing again, suddenly everything was clear to him, he wasn't sick at all. He was being cursed, or better yet punished for something he hasn't done…he is getting played and he doesn't like it one bit.

- (Coughing, I did my part…I got here, I help destroyed the headless horseman, and what else do you want me to do?)- He didn't say anything out loud…because he knew the Angel was reading his mind.

The Angel took something from underneath his robe and John got in position to defend himself, he could not use the holy water against a holy being, so he didn't have any weapon at all…yet he stood his ground, a wounded lion is still a lion.

The Angel smiled acknowledging Constantine reactions and left a golden dagger on the ground…

-Since when Angels help you with the hardware? - Constantine was surprised…then it was clear, he wasn't here to stop the headless horseman. He was here to kill Hellboy, and if he didn't do it, they were cursing him…so much for free will, that won't fill many seats in church...

-That is way you show me the dream, I'm not going to do it- Constantine told the Angel, who didn't seem so friendly now…he flew away disappearing on the morning light.

- (Then you will die) - was the mental imprint left on the back of his mind.

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Avim had a hard time trying to break open the protective hull on the vehicle…he need to take the life force of a being to understand his memories and emotions and apparently the old man had no knowledge of this things…it might take a while but he'll get there.

-You probably were the bully of your class, weren't you? - A voice behind him got the creature surprised. When Avim looked back he was met with a powerful punch in the jaw from a hand known to the underworld as the right hand of doom, just another picturesque name for a powerful uppercut. The monster landed 10 yards away, you could break a wall with that punch…Hellboy looked inside the hull and tried to jump inside by a window...he got in time to take Abe outside the water tank and hand him his breathing device… Abe acknowledge Hellboy and tried to talk.

-What little fellow- Hellboy asked impatiently, he was looking for any external wound on his blue brother.

-Behind you-is Abe mustered to say at the time before passing out.

The monster was on top of the vehicle and landed a hand on Hellboy overcoat, he pulled back with force, and I mean real force.

-Oh Crap- Hellboy screamed as being thrown 20 yards out and landing against a tree…

The monster then tried to reach inside the vehicle from the top trying to rip off the cover when he took a couple of hits from a shotgun right in the chest…they were shredders (special cartridges that used powerful pellets to destroy doorknobs) and they didn't killed him much to Manning surprise, they merely stopped him for a while, he landed in the ground next to the hole he already made on the side of the vehicle…Manning was reloading again…he was going to need a lot of shots….and luck.

-You are not going to destroy my team- Manning was saying while getting the shotgun in place…

Right in that second a powerful rock almost invisible to see landed inside the vehicle forcing Manning for cover.

-Hey…that is not fair- manning was screaming thinking why didn't he took baseball classes when he was a kid. The monster was now throwing rocks at the vehicle looking very frustrated.

-Got you- Hellboy landed on top of him with a big truck tire on top of Avim, he was so fierce at getting the tire down to his elbow that the wings took some damage and the creature screamed in pain…the screamed was so high pitch that everyone in 20 miles heard it….and Hellboy ears started to bleed…he was getting dizzy and nauseated by the sulfur smell on this creatures blood, it was black… the good thing is, if he bleeds he dies…he thought….

-Manning…thrown me something I can use as a weapon- Hellboy screamed at Manning.

-What? - Manning ears were buzzing from the creatures scream.

- Help me out here, will you? Thrown me anything- Hellboy screamed back… the creature was so strong that was almost ripping the rubber out of the tire…

All manning could find a hockey stick from Abe's stuff; he threw it at Hellboy from a window.

Hellboy was surprised an upset for the hockey stick….-Manning is that the best the FBI can give me? I'm demanding a raise- Hellboy shouted back. By the time Hellboy got his hand on the stick the monster hit him with a devastating combination of punches and wings…he was getting his butt kicked from a guy who uses his wings…

Hellboy stood back not wanting to let go of the battle even if he was clearly losing, the lives of his friend depended on him now…he faked with the hockey stick and got a clean kick to the groin area. The monster took the hit and almost fell to the ground.

-You know you can always adopt- Hellboy started to say with a sarcastic tone.

The monster quickly got his right hand around Hellboy neck and started to apply pressure, Hellboy tried to pull him off but could touch the ground with his feet, he knew how this was going to end…first dizziness, then cold, then death….he didn't like that…he was looking around for help.

Before passing out he saw a person that cast a shadow just like John, he looked at is arm, he was throwing something, a dagger…very fast…then without intention passed out.

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