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"You think he will be here? I mean we have been waiting for an hour" Dean said impatiently as he tapped his foot on the ground.
"Well he said he would be here, and we did send him the message yesterday. Give the guy some credit" Sam also had his hand near his gun as he watched their surroundings. The location for this meeting was a an abandoned city. They just finished off a group of Vampires that made this town their base for some quick cash.
How convenient for them...
"Why are you so adamant on defending this guy? Because he is a Belmont" Dean shook his hands in a spooky gesture. " They were elites, now they are back, and we haven't even seen or heard of any other except for Constantine"
"All for good reason mate"
Both brothers turned around and Constantine was casually leaning up against the wall while smoking a cigarette.
"Where have you been?" Dean said impatiently with his arms crossed, it was clear he was not amused being forced to wait outside for so long.
Constantine just smirked "Scouting out the city. You really didn't think i was just going to show up unprepared, did ya?"
"Come on dude its us. You really think we would screw over another hunter?"
Constantine just raised an eyebrow "I have known you for only like 4 hours"
"He does have a point" Sam turned to Dean who was just looked at John with a 'really bitch' look
"Okay. Okay." Dean raised his hands, he won't be as aggressive
"What have you been up to? we heard you became some kind of assassin? What's up with that?" Sam tried to change the subject
Constantine just sighed "Don't start. I was demoted by the Young Lord. He called me sloppy and that I needed to return to the basics. Meaning I get to kill assholes without any magic. Fun.." he said in a sarcastic tone.
"So what? We have never had any magic." Dean smirked, somehow proud of that little fact.
"Yes but you also never met my Boss. He can be down right terrifying. You have never had the honour of being beaten to a pulp by a child. Its demoralizing. If he was a devil or vamp i wouldn't feel so bad. But he is human, he picked me up and threw me around, we spar with magic and he makes my spells blow up in my face. We shoot with guns and he aims for my bullets so his ricochet off mine and hit me while he is unharmed. You try sparring against that." Constantine said in a fed up tone
Harry was really selling the act, spreading rumours about the Young Lord. He did this for a simple reason. The more hyped up the Belmont's were, the better offers he would get. That and more connections for him to get stuff.
Sometimes the black market wasn't enough. So instead of buying from the middle man, he can get rare materials directly from the hunters for a discount since they don't have to pay the middle man.
"Heh. Sounds like a real piece of work"
Constantine only grunted to show that he agreed
"Well" Sam clapped his hands "Thanks for coming. There are two things that we want to say to you. Two very important things. First of all.. umm... someone would like to meet you" he says in a very strange and awkward tone.
"Who?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow. Not that it could be seen as he was wearing a half face mask to hide his identity.
"Well, that's the thing, the one who wants to meet you.. is an angel"
"An angel?" Constantine dipped his head a bit in disbelief.
"Castiel. He will be here after we call him. He wants to offer the Belmont's something and he was quite annoying"
Sam looked at his brother "I think you mean persuasive Dean"
"Nope, said it right" Dean said with a self satisfied smirk
"You two know an angel?" Constantine said in a surprised tone
"That sounded like an insult" Dean frowned but Sam smacked him on the chest and looked him in the eye
'Stop it'
Dean glared at Sam 'Why'
'Because i said so'
'He is a dick'
Sam titled his head a bit agreeing with Dean 'So are you'
Harry coughed in his fist "You do know silent communication only works if the other person can't read facial expressions"
"Okay enough. Castiel will come after we call him. But we have another piece of information about you. Apparently all of this is because Dhampir in Romania was born with some kind of Holy Relic." Sam explains all the things they were told. But don't tell him anything about Crowley.
When he was done they looked at the dumbfounded expression on John's face
"Shit" Constantine cursed outload
He quickly stopped playing around and read their minds. Seeing everything that he needed.
"Why what's wrong?" Dean said with a frown, even when they were running from a High Class Vamp this guy wasn't this bothered
"Spread the news. Tell the hunters to pull back from Romania or only just stick to the outskirts." he told the brothers with a serious voice
"Why? I mean I get it, its a big deal, a Holy Relic." Sam didn't understand
Harry groaned resisting the urge to facepalm " I want to punch you two in the face. Everybody already knows what the relic is."
"Huh? How?" Dean said in a surprised tone "We didn't hear anything about this"
"Thats because you are just hunters. Every supernatural faction keeps track of powerful weapons, sacred gears and relics. And every Relic has been accounted for except a few. And any one of those few is trouble. Big Trouble."
"So that means what?" Sam was curious to hear more
"That means Romania will become a warzone in the next few years. Do you know why nobody just hasn't attacked the vampires and just killed them all?" Constantine took a puff form his cigarette
Sam and Dean looked at each other and just shrugged.
"The Elder Vampires, the really old ones, they can use their blood magic to quickly create more Vampires and even more Thralls. So if they ever feel threatened by war. They will just attack the humans and make an army of thousands and thousands Thralls. Which will obviously be noticed by the humans exposing the Supernatural side to the world.
And if that happens everything goes to Hell. A person is smart. People are dumb, panicky dangerous animals and you know it. Once the news is out chaos follows. The Vamps don't mind dying. But they are going to drag the world with them"
"So that means hunters are-" Sam started
"Cannon fodder. Since we are just hired guns we can go in cause a mess and when the vampires reveal something. The big guys will have some sort of excuse, or will just use us as a distraction to go in and steal the damn thing" Harry finished for him.
"Wait a minute.. So we are just.. bait!" Dean said with clear anger in his voice
"Yep like worms on a hook. If you do things their way, most of you will die, while they reap all the benefits. Its how this world works. The strong decide the fate of many." Constantine sighed and turned to the brothers.
"Thanks for the info mates. In return I gave you one in return. If you don't want to die, I strongly suggest you avoid Romania. We are square now."
Sam looked at Dean and shrugged 'We kinda are'
"Fine" Dean agreed "We are done here" he pressed his palms together and prayed, a few moments later he opened his eyes. Castiel is on the way. He will be here shortly. Come on Sammy. We got places to be and I don't think I can look at Cass and not punch him in the face"
Sam grimaced "Yeah. Thats probably a good idea."
The brothers got into their car and drove away.
"What do you think is going to happen?" Sam said as he looked in the mirror to see Constantine just standing there
"I don't know, nor do I care. They can kill each other if they want. Our part in this is over" Dean said in a cold voice
"Yea and we still got work to do. We need to go to the Men of Letters, they said they have a new safe house for us"
"Ugh. Safe house my ass. It will probably be a nerd bunker or something." Dean grimaced but had his eyes on the road.
"Okay, relax. Obviously you are in a bad mood. How about we get some food."
"Bacon cheeseburger"
Sam sighed in exasperation "Dean, there are other foods tha-"
"Bacon cheeseburger" Dean glanced at Sam with a look that said 'I will fight you for this'
Sam just facepalmed "Fine"
This caused Dean to smirk and his mood to turn a complete 180. The ride to the nearest Fast Food restaurant was a good one. Especially after he put on some music
"Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more"
"I love this song" With a big smile on his face Dean put the pedal to the metal and the car blasted off. Leaving a concerned Sam hanging for his life and Dean laughing like a maniac.
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Back in the abandoned city. Harry was waiting in the Constantine disguise for an angel to show up.
'Huh. Now that I think about it I haven't seen any other angel besides the Seraph Gabriel. And she is a super rare one to meet as a human. I'd rather I didn't meet her at all. I didn't get anything out of our meeting, frankly I lost in that meeting. I was forced to show my trump card'
Harry's clones are special and very useful. Rather than clones they are Avatars. Something people here rarely see. He had checked out books and techniques that people use. Yokai illusionary clones. Solid Clones.
Even if some clones that did have a memory function it would at best work like a knock off Shadow Clone. Recon stuff that transfers some of the memory back.
Harry suddenly flinched as he heard the sound of wings flapping. He activated all of his Defence Spells, even the ones he has on Stand-by.
Constantine lit another cigarette as he turned his head.
He raised an eyebrow when he saw a man in a trench coat with 10 wings behind him. "Not what I expected an angel to look like"
'Fuck, 5 pairs of wings, Ultimate Class.'
Castiel chuckled "Not all of us wear robes. Some like me like to blend in. Greetings, I am Seraph Cassiel but as time changes my name has also changed among mortals. Sam and Dean know me as Castiel. The Messenger of God. You can call me Cass if you'd like. I quite like that nickname"
Harry frowned 'The fuck?' "I thought Gabirel was the Messenger."
Castiel just smiled "She is.. its just that she delivers a different kind of message"
'Now i am just confused. Whatever this info is for another time.'
Harry smiled at the angel, his senses working into overtime trying to gain as much information without actually using any spells on the man. 'His aura. It doesn't match his wings. His wings are also a little dim.
He is weaker than normal, must have been in a fight and is currently recovering. A lot weaker, if I had to guess judging by the aura he is giving off he is mid High class.
What the hell did he fight? Something that can bring down a Seraph from Ultimate Class all the way to middle of High Class. Man that is giving me the chills.'
"Well Cass, I am here. What did you want to speak to the Belmont's about?"
The angel had a strange expression on his face before he steeled himself "Ehem. Heaven and The Church want the Belmont's to lead an attack on the vampires together with all the other hunters and exorcists to he heart of Romania. To end their tyranny once and for all"
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Constantine just stood there speechless as he watched the angel in front of him with his jaw dropped.
"Umm. Did you hear me? Are you ill?" Castiel said in a worried tone "I can heal if you have any injuries"
"Are you out of your fucking mind mate!?!"
Castiel winced at how loud the human in front of him was "There is no need to curse or yell" he said in a peaceful tone
"The Fuck There Isn't!" Harry gritted his teeth. The nerve of these people! "You want us! Hunters, Humans! To wage war on all the Vampires in Romania. Against who knows how many Vampire Ancestors. Bonfire Ultimate Class Vampires. Freaking Immortal unless you vaporise every single cell in their body! Have you lost your minds!?"
Castiel closed his eyes as if he was already expecting that.
"Its the fucking Graal isn't it"
The angel opened his eyes in shock "How DO YOU KNOW THAT!" He unleashed his aura upon Constantine who completely ignored it and started to curse right in front of the angel while walking in circles.
"Fuck! Bullshit! Motherfucking Cunt Licking BASTARD!! I hope you get fucking hemorrhoids you fucking Asshole AND BLEED OUT TO DEATH!!! "
... This time it was the angel who was speechless.
"It had to be the fucking Sephiroth Graal. Out of the three unaccounted Holy Relics it had to be the Graal!"
It was then that Castiel realised what had happened. Constantine speculated that it was a Holy Relic. And only few were unaccounted for, he himself had given away the information.
'Sigh I really am getting careless. To think that after the last battle I still didn't learn my lesson'
"Constantine, if you know about the Graal then you know how important this is. We need to do this"
Constantine was about to say something when he looked to the sky in shock "What's that!"
Castiel quickly turned around and saw nothing then turned back to Constantine "Wha-"
FWOOOO
Harry blew off the black dust on his palm right into Castiel's face. Who instantly backed away like he had been punched. "Swa?" he started to sway like he was dizzy
"Hadō #88. Hiryū Gekizoku Shinten Raihō!" (Dragon-Striking Heaven-Shaking Thunder Cannon. Why is it so long!? )
Harry raises his arm and a huge beam of lightning erupted from it and engulfed the angel, temporary paralyzing him.
"Hadō #63. Raikōhō"
"Hadō #63. Raikōhō"
"Fulminus!!"
"Lightning!"
Harry kept spamming lightning spells not even giving the poor guy a chance to recover. In between the lightning spells. He started to layer wizarding debuff spells like weakness, headaches and stuff like that while also using sealing techniques and poison.
It was a disgusting combination used in a cheap shot on a completely innocent man not expecting any violence and whose only goal was to make a peaceful deal.
Unknown to Harry Castiel was even weaker than he thought. A week before the angel even visited the Winchester Brothers, he was in brutal fight against an Ancestor Vampire who decided to destroy a few churches in Romania.
Castiel made the Vampire run away, which was given since his Holy Power is extremely effecting on Undead. But not before the Ancestor used a powerful blood curse against him. If Castiel had stayed in Heaven he would have healed faster. The blood curse not only sealed off a large portion of his Holy Power. But also lowered the strength of his body. Meaning he could muster very little of the Power that was even left.
This type of Blood Curse is also very dangerous for the Vampires. They are immortal because of the vitality in their own blood. Its the Vitality that allows them to regenerate even after they are cut up into tiny peace's. The Blood Curse requires a large chunk of that vitality and it will take a long while to regain it.
But being the good soldier he was. He couldn't let humanity be unguided for too long. So even when he was at his weakest he went to do his job. And since he was only meeting 'friends' he wasn't in any danger. Poor man never even saw it coming.
~ 10 minutes later of non stop sealing and debuff spells.
Castial was completely unconscious and covered in soot, his hair was all spikey and a random stream of electricity would run through his body, causing him to twitch.
"Huh.. that was easier than expected. Well time to get to work. I need to copy all of his useful memories. One that contain knowledge that I can use. He is an angel that has lived for millions of years.
Lets see what the dude was actually good at. After surfing through his brain for a while Harry was pleasantly surprised to see that Castiel was good with seals. Especially Holy Seals and Boons using Enochian. Along with some of the more modern seals. Not a lot, around Intermediate Level. But still a lot of useful knowledge about seals, some random facts, trivia.
'But really.. is this what Heaven looks like? Sheesh, good think I'm never going up there. My eyes would go blind from how white and shiny everything is. And how can you have so little knowledge when you have been alive for literally longer than humanity! Come on MAN! 80% of this dude's life is just chilling with angles and preaching about the Lord to humans. 10% is battles against other Gods and the other 10% are his Seals that started off as a hobby. Then determination to protect his family. But since he wasn't built for seals, his average talent could only take him so far.
This is sad. Now i feel bad about doing this to him. You know what. I'm feeling nice, I'll fix him up as much as I can and leave him a note'
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"Ughhh. What happened?" Casitel grabbed his head before he remembered
"The Hunter!" Castial jumped and was instantly in battle mode. His wings spread wide, a spear in each hand and his aura tearing through the concrete street and cracking the walls of the nearby buildings.
He looked around and saw that there was no one in the vicinity. But then he noticed something strange. He wasn't in pain. He was sure that Constantine attacked him, yet there was not a wound on him, if anything he felt better than before.
He noticed that his coat was missing and he saw it floating above the street a bit further away form him along with a letter.
Castiel cautiously approached his trench coat and letter and did some diagnostic spells on it. Both came back negative for any curses or poison, but there were some spells interwoven in his coat which made him frown. But first he opened up the letter.
[ Hello Castiel.
First of all I would like to apologize for what I have done. It was unsportsmanlike and rude, especially since you haven't been aggressive with me. But I did it out of caution. I am only a weak human and couldn't risk you forcing the issue. I didn't know how far you were willing to go to complete your mission.
I have healed you as best as I could and noticed you have some sort of blood curse. Unfortunately that is beyond me, but i did manage to make it less restrictive for you.
As an apology for my actions i have two gifts. First of all i used some spells and enchanted your trench coat. It will now be more comfortable and can regulate temperature for you. No matter what environment you are in it will always be the ideal temperature.]
Castiel immediately stopped reading the letter and put on his coat.
'Ohhh. So soft. And it really is the ideal temperature. This is very comfortable' Castiel had a smile on his face as he fixed up his coat. It was dead at night in an abandoned city. So it was fairly cold. He stopped using his holy power to regulate his temperature and forcefully dropped it to be the same as a normal human. The coat worked as intended. It created the ideal temperature that he needed.
' Very nice. My brothers and sisters will love this little peace of magic' Castiel continued to read the letter
[The second one is information. Now I won't join the raid and will actively tell other hunters to do the same. But I did capture a devil and 'extracted' some information from him. Apparently Lucifer's son Rizevim is very interested in the Graal and will most likely be making a move for it.
Best of Luck. Constantine]
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"HAAAAAA!?!?!"