Title: Cold November
Fandom: Supernatural
Character: Azazel
Prompt: 13 Fallen Leaves/ Table 2
Rating: T
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural.
Summary: Azazel is coming to collect.
A/N: Written for 20_fics.
It was November, and the brittle golden leaves crunched underfoot. The lone figure moved with purpose down the street. A smile quirked his lips. It was finally time to collect.
He looked up at the charming house. Sensed the charming people inside. A gruff papa, a pretty little blond thing, and their two sons. Right now, Mary Campbell Winchester was putting little Sammy to bed. It was pathetic. Hunters trying to be normal folk. It was against nature.
The cold autumn wind blew as Azazel's cruel yellow eyes glowed.
It was time that the Winchesters be reminded of their destiny.