Ian's Week 2 Draft

Type of Fan Fiction
 My type of fan fiction will be based of the comic Hellblazer.

Characters
 As for the characters, they are as follows :

John Constantine
John is a 74 year old has been occult detective/anti hero with an alcohol addiction as well as being recently diagnosed with lung cancer from his chain smoking. Well known among the magic community for his skills, John has also been known to be a conman among many. His character would place him as a man that is cunning, cynical and constantly giving of deadpan snarks. Deep down, John is also a passionate humanist trying to do some good in his life but very obviously struggles to do so. He is viewed as having many international contacts or allies as well as many girlfriends.

Javier Constantine
Javier, a 26 year old is John's long lost son. He was gifted with the ability of sympathetic magic - the ability to kill by manipulating objects and has chosen John to help him embrace the gift. Javier is heavily tattooed, straight edge, vegan and played in a Punk band before going on the search to find John. Even though their lifestyles are very different, Javier is equally as cynical, short tempered and conniving as his father, John.

Frank William "Chas" Chandler
Known as Chas by John, Chas has been John's closest and longest surviving friend. Having pulled each other out of various tight situations, Chas often provides the muscle while John provides the brains. Chas's character would place him as someone that is patient, caring and most of all loyal.


Setting
Hackney, London in the year 2055, John's gloomy room above a bowling alley where a silhouette of John lighting up a cigarette is seen.

Plot
*Chas knocks on John's door.*
John :  If that's Chas, not now you wanker. I'm trying to get some sleep
Chas : John if you don't open the door, you'll have to get yourself a new one after this one falls
John : *grunts and walks towards the door to open it* yes, sir Frank William Chandler? Is there anything I should be doing for you besides trying to punch you in the balls?
Chas : I don't mind, I already have a wife and kid. You stay in a room filled with cigarette smoke and you're 74.
John : What do you actually want, Chas?
Chas : I need food and i'm not going alone, so you're the only option.
John : Fuck, you're a sad lil' wanker. I'll get my coat
Chas : *cough's intentionally* at least (cough) i have (cough) a kid (cough) John (cough).

Moment's later an adolescent male with an anchor tattooed near his eyebrows, wearing a "Bad Brains" tshirt along with blue skinny jeans and a pair of Dr Marten boots walks up the stairs. Chas gives an uninviting stare to the him.

Chas : This isn't a Punk location and no gig's happen here. Piss off.
Male : I'm not looking for a gig, you bloke. I'm looking for someone and that person from how I see it ain't you.
Chas : Well fuck off then, punk.

John walks out of his room.

John : Chas, why'd you bring trash everytime you come around? Who the fuck is he anyway!?
Male : I take it you're John?! Smell a lot like me on my bad days.
John : Yeah? Well, I can't pay for water around here and personally I don't really care for hygiene either.
Male : Kinda looks like it, John.
John : Look, I don't know who you are but Punk's definitely dead around here, so fuck off.
Male : My name is Javier. My mum was Adoncia Esquella.
John : Oh....That one! She was a tough one, didn't want to give up. *pauses* wait! You aren't...
Javier : Oh yes I am, John and you've been gone a long long time.
Chas : IS HE YOUR SON, JOHN?! Ha-Ha-Ha!

John falls down in shock and awe.

Javier : Listen John, i'm not here to talk about what my mum did with you. It's pretty obvious i'm in front of you and its proof you should've worn a condom. I have a request for you, John.
John : No, I don't have any inheritance for you, and you're certainly not moving in with me as part as "getting to know your parent"
Javier : I'm not asking for any of that, you old shit. I want you to help me with your magic shit.
John : No, no, no. I ain't teaching that even if you had money, which i'm sure you don't.
Javier : Why not?
John : I don't like Punks.
Javier : Listen, you old fuck. I left my Punk band and had to go through a pretty shit time to get here to you, so you best be saying. I'd shit on you if you said no one more time.
John : Jesus Christ kid, I didn't bang your mum to get a bastard like you.
Javier : Yeah, I don't care, next time wear a condom or something.
John : Here's the rule, you don't get in my face, I don't fuck your face up.
Javier : Pretty straight forward for a cunt like you.
Chas : So.......everything is good now, boys?

 P.O.V
This is from a third person point of view.


*This is as far as the draft goes. I do apologize for the swearing