It’s funny the way time works between realms, on earth a year could pass but it hell it could be a hundred years… and for us it’s been seven hundred years trapped in hell all because we trusted a man who promised the world but never held true to his word. Instead when a demon needs a prison within a prison to keep it from returning to earth this man… John Constantine made a decision that altered fate. We tried to banish the demon but it was strong, he knew it would be back. He just didn’t expect it to be her, something worse than the demon. The prison he made her to be. On the waverider things were complicated to say the least. Another threat, a demon attacking time and the legends needed help. Malice a powerful demon had escaped his own prison, and John knew he had to trap it again. Now standing in front of him was you… you looked as beautiful as the day he lost you… but incredibly more dangerous. Standing in a sigil to keep you from using your magic staring back at each other. It’s only been seven years for him, but it’s been seven hundred for us. “Hello love… it’s been a while.”