Brad has an unusual job. He is an exorcist. He fights demons and keeps balance between Heaven and Hell. Sometimes he’s helped by Ray, a taxi driver who wants to become an exorcist too and who drinks so much caffeine Brad wants to murder him half the time.
The thing is Brad hates this job. He does it because someone has to. But then he meets Nate. Nate’s a police officer who has a secret: he is a psychic. He can see dead people and hybrids’ true faces. For some reason, Hell is going after Nate and Brad feels he has to protect him (among other things, but Brad will never tell you that).
When things couldn’t get worse with Griego’s hybrid gang going after them, Ray picks up Walt, an angel who can vaporize a demon in five seconds flat, but who doesn’t remember who he is or why he’s on Earth.
Brad finds himself babysitting three guys, one of whom he kinds of likes, one who has an infatuation with an angel and said angel who happens to be allergic to peanuts.
These four will fight evil, kick some ass and struggle to know what is going on. Because what they ignore is that Walt’s brother Dave and half of Hell’s demons want to bring Lucifer’s son back to life.
(Some kind of Constantine AU. But gay. And with Ripped Fuel)