The Hellblazer's Son- DC Comics Male Reader Insert

Murder on the dance floor

A playful wind was blowing over the fields of grass, the night took over but the Moon was kind enough to shed some light on the place

It was a lonely plain, and because of that, there was no one nearby to cause a distraction, a place that was perfect for practicing

...Or at least that's what Y/N said

"Okay, let's try this again"

There was his British accent, asking me to get back on the road and try again

Y/N Constantine was not the warmest guy out there, but when it came to teaching something like magic, he was extremely patient, one would even say he was... kind

It was fucking scary, if I'm honest

And this time was no different. We were at my fifth attempt at projecting energy, none felt any closer to a decent demonstration

Hell, he even lent me some bandages that kept me from possibly burning myself out... literally

The reason for this exercise was that I had been attacked by a demon in an alleyway about two days ago, and the amulet he gave me saved my life

But I couldn't rely on it to do it again, so once I was finally able to reach Y/N out, I asked him to train me in something a bit more offensive

...But holy Hell, If I knew it would be this tiring I would've waited a bit more!

There I was, trying my best to recover from what it felt like running a marathon, hands on my knees and hair becoming quite a mess

But still, once I was able to speak, I chose to confront my "teacher" regarding my failures

Me: Are you sure... I can do this? Don't I need, like, another week ...of... training?

The British boy shook his head, not even bothered by the question

Y/N: Nope, you are ready

It was in fact, getting in my nerves

Me: Why are you so sure about it? Haven't I failed like, four times already?

I think he noticed that I was getting irritated, so he stopped leaning on a tree and approached me

Y/N: Sit down

I did what he asked, sitting down in front of him, resting on the grass

Y/N: Look, Jen, you are special, not in that "you can achieve anything you want" way, but special as in literally infused with magic energy

My reaction was pretty much what you could expect from such a weird revelation

That and the way he said it left little room for jokes, and it was nothing to take lightly either

Me: And how, why is that even a thing?

It took him about two seconds to come up with an answer as if he had meditated one already

Y/N: Well, you know how the world has superhumans like the Justice League?

I nodded, asking him to continue while all I could do was listen

Y/N: Well, it's something like that, but many people don't even realize it's magic or they believe they're just lucky. It's mostly a hereditary thing

I bet Superman felt something like this when he was told he was a damn superhuman

But judging by what Y/N said, it's just as common to have this "magical energy", it's just a bit hard to believe that my family just happened to be some of those people