Birthright (A Constantine Fanfic)

Through A Cat's Eyes

Me and Chas watched TV while John went to look for a cat to go to Hell with. I know, it's freaking ridiculous but it's true.  

"I swear I'm bringing my PS2 next time I come over here," Chas said.

"I don't know if John will approve of video games."

"I don't think he's a gamer anyway, I don't care."

John walked in with a black cat, it looked like it was a year old, it was cute.

"I found a cat, it was uh...separated from it's family, cute little guy."

John started scratching the cat's chin.

"Isn't the cat supposed to be an adult to be a portal to Hell, it's still a kitten, eyes aren't strong enough?"

"Let's give this one a chance, it can be any cat, plus I feel sorry for this one," John said still petting the kitten.

"You're not a cat person," I pointed out.

"I don't hate them...I just...never had a pet before...not used to it I guess."

"We can keep this one, it's old enough to leave the litter and go to a new home."

"I don't know."

"I never had a pet before neither, being the devil's daughter, I think they were afraid I'd choke it to death or something...or accidentally teleport to Hell."

Chas chuckled.

"Let's do it, all I gotta do is gaze into it's eyes and I'm there. Go into Raven's room, Raven use your powers to tell if something's wrong or something."

"Ok."

Me and Chas walked into my room as John started gazing into Salem's eyes, yep I named him. We sat on my bed.

"His cancer's terminal. What's gonna happen if he dies?" Chas asked.

"I won't let him die."

"How?"

"I'm Lucifer's child, I'm pretty sure I have the power to heal him of his cancer, revive him if he dies, I won't let my biological father take away his soul!"

"Are you reading his mind?"

"Yeah, a demon's chasing him, now there's more of them after em!"

"Can you teleport yourself to Hell and help him?"

I tried to but my father wouldn't let me, he couldn't block me for long. I saw that John climbed up an old large pick up truck to get away from them but they climbed also, and that was when he got back to us! I ran out of the room to see John shaking, Salem was exploring the apartment. I went to comfort John.

"John...John?"

He opened his eyes and looked at me.

"Raven...it...it worked, I went to Hell."

"I know...I read your mind, I wanted to teleport to you but he won't let me, I guess he knew you were there, he sent those demons after you."

"How did I get out?"

"You broke concentration with Salem."

"Salem, you already named that cat, did I say you could keep it?"

"You said you didn't know."

"I didn't know, but that doesn't mean I'm gonna say yes."

I took his hand with both of my hands.

"What if you do die, and I don't have the power to bring you back and cure the cancer in your lungs, what then...huh? I would be so alone."

"You're not gonna be alone, you got Chas...and that goddamn cat...Salem, you named him already."

I started to cry, I kissed his hand and placed it against my cheek.

"Hey...hey...Ra Ra...Ra listen...look at me."

I looked at him still holding his hand.

"I'm not gonna die anytime soon, I still have plenty of time left, come here."

He hugged me.

"I don't want you to die no matter how much longer you have, I want you alive and well, I don't wanna be out on the streets again, I don't wanna lose another parent!"

"You're not."

He let go.

"You're not gonna live on the streets, you wanna know why? Because I'm leaving this place to you after I go, you can stay here, take care of Salem, hang out with Chas, and be a demon hunter with everything I taught you, you're the devil's child so...it should be easier for you than it has for me. I want you to calm down, get your shoes on because we're shopping for cat stuff, we need a litter box...Salem just took a piss on my floor."

"Aw shit!"

I got up and ran to clean the puddle up.

Later, me, John, and Chas walked in from the apartment from shopping. After putting our stuff away, filling up Salem's food and water bowl, and setting up the litter box, we all sat on the couch and watched TV. I noticed John was jittery, I was gonna point it out but Chas beat me to it.

"You ok, you don't look so good?"

"I have cancer!" He said aggressively.

"What Chas is trying to say is that you're jittery," I said.

"Nicotine withdrawal, I don't have any cigarettes."

"Because you're trying to quit."

"I got terminal lung cancer, the damage has already been done."

"I know. Chas, will you get John a glass of water?"

"Sure."

Chas walked to the kitchen. I got up and got the blanket hanging over the love seat and wrapped it around John.

"You're kinda feverish too John, it's a part of the substance withdrawal process."

John stared at me before speaking.

"...Thank you."

I kissed him on the cheek and rested my head in his lap. Chas handed John the water.

"Thanks."

We continued to watch TV.