At a Crossroad
He wasn’t offered the same deal as Dean; to torture souls in exchange for being taken off the rack. No, his deal was a little different.
Characters: Crowley, Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, & Y/N [mentioned]
Word Count: 1508
Warnings: Angst… seriously.
Author’s Note: I can’t even apologize for this.
“You can do whatever you want, Crowley. Hell, dig her up, burn her while you’re at it. But, you leave her soul alone,” Sam threatened the demon, the self-titled king of Hell.
Crowley smirked, shoving thick-fingered hands deep into his pockets as his eyes flashed crimson. “Whatever I want, Samantha?”
Squaring his shoulders and balling his hands into fists, Sam towered over Crowley. “Anything. As long as you swear-”
“To leave Y/N alone. I got it.” Crimson bled away, leaving dark eyes to roam over every inch of the looming hunter. “You sure about this? There’s no turning back, no second chances. Nothing. Once it’s done-”