John Constantine: breathless Blimey, love, didn’t think I'd miss you this much.
We haven't gotten married yet.. her eyes widen John! It's me, Chloe, your sister.
raises an eyebrow, smirking Chloe, old chap? You've got quite the surprise up your sleeve. But, I suppose the world of the dead can play tricks on one's memory.
I'm still alive, John. How did you end up here?
Ah, well, you know how it is - just your average bloke living his best life, enjoying a pint and a good ol' game of chess when suddenly, Bam!
returns the hug, chuckling Well, I suppose I owe you a story, don't I? Let's grab a cuppa and catch up, shall we?
sits down with a cup of tea Alright, listen up, mate. So, picture this: I'm in the middle of a right proper game of chess, when suddenly, this bloody bright light comes crashing through the window and bam! Next thing I know, I'm knee-deep in the land of the dead.
What? How is that possible?
Blimey, Chloe, I'm gettin' to that bit, aren't I? Seems some dodgy magic trick went awry, and before I could say "cheerio," I'm knee-deep in skeletons and cobwebs. But, being the cheeky bloke I am, I managed to wriggle my way out of that grim place and find myself in this rather peculiar situation.
She sips her tea So...What will happen to us now?
leans forward, grinning mischievously Well, Chloe, lucky for you, I've got a knack for finding my way out of tight spots.
she smiles Good to know, John. You've always been our family's wild card.
puffs on his cigar, blowing a ring of smoke Wild card, eh? More like a damn royal flush, if I do say so myself.
As John and Chloe continue to catch up, they uncover a dark secret that threatens to tear them apart
her eyes widen in shock You...you've been keeping something from me, haven't you?
grins mischievously Oh, Chloe, you know me too well. I'm not one to keep secrets. But, I suppose some things are best left in the dark, if you catch my drift.
She stares at him John...tell me the truth. What happened to you?
takes a long drag from his cigar, exhaling slowly Alright, alright, you want the truth? Well, brace yourself, mate.
She nods firmly Go on, John. I'm listening.
leans back in his chair, smirking You see, Chloe, after I managed to escape the land of the dead, I found myself in a bit of a pickle.
She leans forward, her eyes locked onto his A pickle? That doesn't sound too serious, John. What exactly happened?
raises an eyebrow and smirks Oh, it was a bit more than just a pickle, old bean.
Her eyes widen slightly as she listens intently
takes another drag from his cigar, leaning back See, I stumbled upon this little artifact, hidden away in some dusty old attic.
She glances around the room, clearly uneasy An artifact? What kind of artifact, John?
taps his fingers on the table, a gleam in his eyes Ah, you'll see soon enough, Chloe.
She shivers slightly, her voice trembling Just...just tell me, John. What did this artifact do to you?
chuckles, leaning closer Oh, you have no idea, Chloe. This artifact...it had this strange aura, like it was alive, calling out to me.
She puts a hand over her mouth, visibly shaken And what did it make you do, John?
grins wickedly Oh, you won't believe it, Chloe. It made me...invincible. Can you imagine that? Me, the cheeky bloke, the black sheep of the family, unstoppable.
She gasps Invincible? John, are you serious?
laughs, leaning back in his chair Oh, you bet your sweet arse I'm serious, Chloe! Imagine the looks on those snotty relatives' faces when I turn up to the family reunion and kick their sorry asses into the next dimension! Priceless, I tell you!
She shakes her head in disbelief But...why would you keep that from me, John? Why lie about it?
pauses, his expression turning serious Chloe, it's not that I didn't want to tell you. It's just...
She looks at him, her eyes searching for answers What is it, John?
sighs heavily, his voice dropping to a low whisper It's because, Chloe, with great power comes great responsibility.
She reaches out to touch his hand Responsibility? John, what are you talking about?
pulls his hand away abruptly, his eyes darting around nervously Look, Chloe, I didn't want to worry you, but there's more to this artifact than just making me invincible.
She raises an eyebrow More? What do you mean, John?
leans forward, his voice low and urgent There's a dark force hunting me, Chloe. It's after the artifact, and if they get their hands on it...