Sin Fever

You slowly started coming to, your eyes heavy and your body ached. Your head was pounding but when you attempted to move your hand to grab your throbbing head your wrist was jerked back. You realized both hands where shackled above you. As you looked about the chamber you were in, torches lined the walls, flickering a low light through the room. It was dark and damp. A dungeon no doubt. You struggled to get yourself free to no avail. A large door at the other end of the room creaked open slowly. You felt a presence standing in the door way, as you hung your head you peered up once you heard the clicking of a mans leather shoes coming towards you.

"Hello, love.." Crowley stood about a foot away from you, his hands rested in his suit pockets. "...Well rested I Hope."

You didn't say a word as you stared him down.

"Ah, I see...strong, silent type." Crowley shifted where he stood. "...Lets not play hard to get, darling."

You still remained silent.

"Now, (Y/N), This is very impolite."

You spit in Crowley's face as he finished his statement. He sucked his teeth in irritation as he wiped the wad of spit from his face.

"Feisty..." He said calmly as he began to pace in front of you and you tracked him with your eyes.

Crowley never broke eye contact with you.

"Have it your way...." He smirked slightly. "..it will make our playtime that much more enjoyable....well, for me anyway."

Crowley came a bit closer to you and you tried to land a hard knee into Crowley's gut. But to your surprise, Crowley caught the blow you intended to land and held your leg tight to his hip while his hand gripped your upper thigh. Crowley let out a short, sinister chuckle under his breath at you're attempt.

"I'm going to have to assume you know you're not here to dance the tango, love..." He raised and eyebrow, smirk still playing across his face as he still gripped your thigh.

"So you can kill me without me having a chance to fight back." You snapped at him. "...Like a COWARD!"

"I prefer opportunist, myself..." He sarcastically retorted. "Can't have you running amuck, ruining anything for me, now can I? You see you far surpass the Winchesters. They are no longer a threat to me...But you, You are more of an inconvenience than those two and their pet angel combined."

Crowley paused as he released your leg and backed up a foot or so while you continued to listen.

"You see, there is a little puzzle that you, along with your band of 'merry men', seem to want to keep me from finishing. But...unfortunately for you, princess, what pieces of the puzzle I've already obtained have made me far stronger than ever before..." He paused and raised his eyebrows. "...Imagine once it's finished....No longer will I be the King of Hell, I'll be bloody God! Unstoppable. Worshiped. Loved. No one will hold a match to me..." Crowley finished and jutted out his jaw with a small, closed smile.

"You wont get that far, Crowley." You jumped in with a mocking scoff. " Because if you kill me, Sam and Dean WILL stop you..If you don't kill me...well...I'll tear you apart." Your eyes darkened with the end of your threat.

Crowley narrowed his eyes and looked you up and down. He couldn't help but see the fire within you. Something that he was drawn to. He wasn't sure if he wanted to rip your throat out or if he wanted to ravage you. He stepped forward and cocked his head to the side, his eyes piercing right through you.

"Come, darling...tell me why it is you have a such vendetta against someone who you aren't even remotely acquainted with." Crowley cooed out of curiosity. He knew why he wanted you dead, but couldn't figure out why you wanted such revenge.

"Don't play stupid, Crowley! You possessed me! Made me murder my family! Stole my onyx shard!" You yelled as you leaned forward.

Crowley looked surprised at your accusations. Something about the look on his face too you back. Crowley had been smug up until this point, why was he all of a sudden shock?

"You had a piece of the onyx?!" Crowley straightened as he asked, his voice a little frantic. "And if I were the one who possessed you, you would have known it! I make my presence known!"

"But someone saw you, Crowley! Caught you red handed! Rowena came to me and told me what had happened!"

Crowley stiffened, a look of sheer disgust came over his face. He stepped towards you once again, leaned in close to your face, and spoke.

"Rowena? My Mother?..." Crowley whispered with the irritation stinging his voice. "That filthy BITCH! She is after the Onyx herself! What did she offer you?!"

You snapped back against the wall, wincing a bit at his sudden out burst.

"Strength and power if I destroyed you. Then she claimed she was going to help me destroy the onyx so no one could get their hands on it ever again. But she used me!" You admitted at your foolishness.

"She probably used a hex bag to make you murder your family..." Crowley thought for a moment. "She took your onyx. She never intended to help you, she was going to use it for herself. And I am the only thing in her way as of right now...But she created you, something human on the outside but very malevolent on the inside to take care of me..." Crowley growled as he waved his left hand in the air and your shackles disappeared and you fell to the floor.

You stood and eye'd the door behind Crowley, waiting for the opportunity to make your exit. Crowley thought to himself for another moment and then lifted his gaze to meet your eyes. You seized the opportunity and shoved past him, sprinting towards the door but was stopped abruptly when you ran into his chest as he appeared between you and the door. He gripped your arms tightly and began to walk you backwards.

"You wont get very far, love. This is hell, anywhere you go I will be." He warned as he stopped walking you once you were both in the center of the room.

You released yourself from his grip and snarled slightly at him.

"So you're telling me that she was the reason I murdered my family?!"

"Afraid so darling, you see she is probably one of the most powerful witches that breathes. She has a lot of tricks up her sleeve. With the onyx she will just get much more powerful. Speaking of which....How did you get a shard of the onyx?" Crowley questioned.

"I-I've had it for years, It was passed from one generation to the next.." You struggled to get your answer out. You couldn't believe you were actually allowing yourself to answer a demon's questions. He didn't need to know anything other than the fact that you were going to end his life.

"Interesting.." Crowley murmured. " How many does my witch of a mother have?"

"Well if you're counting mine then she has 4..." You sighed. "But I-"

"Shh!" Crowley cut you off as his gaze went elsewhere in the room and he fell deep in thought.

Crowley's thoughts bounced back and forth in his mind as he analyzed the situation at hand. He couldn't believe his mother, Rowena, would even attempt a stunt like this. And if she succeeded, the universe would be far worse off than they would if hell had taken over. She would begin to build a super coven. Her own ruling nest and everyone her jesters. Heaven as well as Hell would be wiped out. But in the middle of his thoughts he looked to you. Not At you but INTO you. The fire that roared inside of your soul was unlike anything he had ever seen in a mere demon. This fire was dark. The last soul he had seen with a raging fire this dark was in Lucifer. But yours was different, darker perhaps. He realized that although Rowena had taken part in making this dark part of you ignite, this was something that dwelled within you from the day you were born. And then a plan started coming together in Crowley's mind...

"So what do you say we get that old hag back then?" Crowley suggested with a smirk.

"I'm still going to kill the both of you..." You growled.

"Yes, yes. Fine. But..i'm going to let you in a little secret." Crowley looked into your eyes to see your intrigue. "Whatever my mother did to you internally, she merely started to awaken it. This strength, power, this darkness was already inside you brewing for quite some time. I can make it blaze, darling."

"What are you saying!? I'm not an evil piece of shit like you or Rowena!" You roared.

Crowley approached you with a smooth demeanor.

"Oh, but you are, love. You can't fight what you truly are...You'll learn that eventually. Either the easy way or the hard way." Crowley coaxed.

"And I suppose next you're going to tell me the easy way is you?" You scoffed.

Crowley nodded and bit his lower lip slightly.

"I am, actually. All it takes is a deal." He cooed.

You looked into his eyes suspiciously trying to figure out what his agenda was for this so called deal.

"What do you want from me?" You curled at your question.

"Well darling, you get your revenge against my god awful mother and you can bring your family back once I have taken over... everything.." Crowley stated.

After his offer, you're interest and guilt peeked at the thought of your father and sisters. They deserved to live more than you did.

"And in return?" You raised an eyebrow.

"You allow me use of you and that dark fire roaring inside of you to find the onyx shards. I'll help you build it to it's full potential and learn to control it. Then when all is said and done you can do what you can do what you will." Crowley shrugged.

"So that means the whole 10 years? Then i'm forced to be a demon.." You narrowed your eyes.

"No, no. We haven't got time for 10 years." Crowley purred. "And you couldn't possibly be a demon. You're to powerful for that. So what do you say, pet? Avenge your family and bring them back?"

"How do I know you're not bullshitting me?" you asked.

"integrity, darling...A deal's a deal." Crowley smirked. "It just needs to be sealed."

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. You know Crowley was right about the deal, he would have to hold up his end or the bargain otherwise the contract is null and void. You opened your eyes and glared into Crowley's.

"Have we got a deal then?" Crowley approached you, never taking his gaze away from yours.

"Deal." You agreed.

Crowley bit his lip slightly and looked up a the ceiling in triumph. He looked back down at you and grabbed the side of your face hard, pulling you into a hard, searing kiss to seal the deal. You clenched your eyes shut as well as your fists, feeling as though he lingered longer than he needed too. Once he broke the kiss and released you, his eye's darkened and snickered a bit.

"Welcome home darling, You will be my secret weapon of sorts." Crowley purred as he placed a hand along the small of your back and began to lead you to the door in which he walked through. "I have a feeling you are going to make me a very powerful king indeed..."

You sighed and as much as you wanted to hang your head for making a deal with the king of hell, you felt at ease knowing through all of this your family would regain their lives. As long as Crowley holds up his end of the deal. So instead, You held your head high and walked out of the chamber with Crowley at your side.