Chapter 44:

Chapter 44:

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[Rachel Roth POV]

I opened my eyes, calmly leaving my deep state of profound meditation, mind, and body ready for another day, to find David exercising at the entrance of the cave, sweat dripping on his feet, like rain on a summer night.

He was unlike any person I had met before.

He was a fit, black-haired, mute teenager who had the looks of a trained soldier, at least physically. His clothes were torn, and dirty, probably because of his training regime, one I was certain he was overdoing to silence his own thoughts.

I could relate to that.

It was unequivocally indisputable that the greatest enemy anyone has to face is themselves.

After all; the real monsters don't sleep under our beds, they sleep inside our heads.

In my case, that was a literal statement of my existence, more than a metaphor itself. Be that as it may, that didn't change the reality of everyone's existence.

His demons just like mine were eating him away.

I could feel it.

I could feel everything he was feeling at all times, and more. Part of being an empath.

Perhaps that was the reason I felt a kindred connection with him.

"Morning," I said calmly, making David stop his training as he turned around to wave at me with a smile on his face.

~Did I wake you up?~ David asked.

I shook my head. "No, you were very quiet. I thank you for respecting my meditation."

Unless he had gotten the genie treatment.

Power without the freedom to use it.

Demons in general were just like that, they had little control outside their realms, and therefore needed anchors to interact with the physical realm.

If that was the case, then it was safe to assume the girl was his anchor, his door to this realm.

But if that was the case, then what was stopping him from invading our reality?

He didn't sound like the type of entity that liked waiting.

Meaning that his gate here wasn't working as intended.

"The girl" Zatara sighed, but I stopped him.

"It's connected to him, I figured that much," I said, trying to make the picture of the problem we were dealing with clearer.

"She's a gate," Kent nodded.

"One that has yet to open, why?" I replied.

"That we don't know," Zatara replied.

"Perhaps the girl needs a sacrifice to bring that bastard here," Constantine offered. "Most demons require blood of some kind"

"Trigon does not," Kent stated.

If Constantine was right, then David was probably the sacrifice they needed to open the gates. However, if Kent was right, then something else was at hand, something I wanted to know.

"We need to kill that demon before she bloody kills us all," Constantine said.

"No," I said, in a tone that left no room for arguments or appeals. "We know nothing of the girl or her direct relation to Trigon, or how our actions might affect our problem, therefore, we must act as if she was a bomb."

"Batman is right" Kent nodded, taking a deep breath. "We can only act if we know with confidence our actions won't help Trigon cross the veil to our world"

"Constantine, Kent, you two keep investigating about Trigon, Zatara with me," I said, turning around, and walking towards the door. I had much to do, and one of those things was having a talk with Black Bolt, that I hoped would give me perspective.