Hey everyone! Thank you for checking out my story! This will be multi-chapter, so don't think I'm just gonna leave you hanging with this first chapter haha. Well please read and review so I know if ya'll are enjoying it or not, and thanks again for checking it out! Xo (a/n This story isn't really going to follow the timeline of the show or anything but may have some parts from the show in it, and will have guest appearances from other characters on the show.)

"Daemon, esto subjecto voluntati meae."

The words felt completely foreign coming out of Lydia's mouth but it had to be done. There was no other choice. As she waited, she stared down at the ground in the middle of a crossroad where she had only minutes ago buried a box with the specific ingredients inside. As this was the first time she had ever done anything like this, Lydia had no idea if it would even work. Until recently she hadn't even known that magic even existed, let alone demons and monsters. She suddenly felt a twinge of fear, realizing that if anyone actually showed up, they could just kill her, there was no reason for them to listen to what she had to say. But again, she had no other choice so she waited patiently while the wind blew her long blonde hair all over.

"Apparently demons aren't very reliable, no surprise there."

"Actually darling, I'm a very busy man." A deep voice said from behind Lydia making her quickly spin around to face the man. "I trust I didn't keep you waiting too long though."

Lydia stared at the man and quickly took in every feature. She didn't know exactly what to expect, but she sure as hell wasn't expecting him. He wore a nice black fitted suit, with a black dress shirt, black overcoat and a blood red tie. He had what she thought was a Scottish accent and he looked like a normal, nice, albeit, attractive, businessman. If it weren't for his eyes turning from a brown and greenish color to completely red, she would have thought he was human.

"Cat got your tongue love?" The man asked then chuckled as he moved closer to her.

"Are..are you a crossroads demon?" Lydia stuttered and took a step back once he was right in front of her.

The demon grinned at her before saying, "Your first time I assume. I am THE crossroads demon sweetheart, king of the crossroads. Names Crowley. How old are you anyways?"

"Nineteen. Why, is there an age limit on this or something?"

"Course not. I was simply curious. So, tell me, what is a nice little girl like you doing summoning a demon? Teenage problems? Want revenge on a boy who broke your heart?"

The fear in Lydia was instantly replaced with anger from this demon thinking that she'd summon him for such petty teenage problems. Rage began to build inside her until she pulled out the knife she brought, just in case, and brought it down towards the demon. Crowley was ready for it though and grabbed Lydia's wrist midair, then easily took the knife out of her hand. Without dropping her hand, he made the knife disappear right before her eyes.

"Now now love, don't want to do something you'll regret later." Crowley told her sounding amused. He slowly brought Lydia's hand to his mouth without ever taking his eyes off of hers and placed a gentle kiss on her hand. His lips were soft and warm and Lydia instantly felt jolts of electricity rush through her that literally took her breath away. She quickly pulled her hand away from his and sucked air back into her lungs.

"What...what did you do to me?" Lydia said as she staggered away from him.

Looking back up at Crowley proved troublesome when she seen the surprised and confused look on his face. Clearly he didn't know what had happened either but he quickly dismissed it and shoved his hands in his pockets.

"Interesting. So tell me a little about yourself darling." He told her.

"Do you usually get a whole life story on every person you make a deal with?" Lydia asked him sarcastically.

"What can I say, you intrigue me."

"Well there is nothing to tell, I'm not here to share stories with a demon, I'm here for a deal." She retorted.

"Hmm demanding little thing aren't you. I do like them feisty darling, don't tease me. I must say, you are very hard to read and I find that very alluring." Crowley explained while making his way back towards her. "It's not every day I come across a human I can't read. Which makes me wonder how you are blocking me."

Lydia was more confused than ever. What did he mean that she was blocking him, blocking him from what? She wondered if he was trying to hurt her or control her. Having no experience with demons, Lydia had no idea what to do at this point. Crowley quickly seen the fear in her eyes and held up both of his hands.

"I'm not going to hurt you love, we're way past that."

"Forgive me for not trusting a demon."

"As well you shouldn't. How did an innocent girl like you get mixed up in summoning demons anyways?" Crowley asked her.

"I'm not so innocent." She mumbled.

Lydia was about to tell him to get on with the deal when she heard a loud growl and almost screamed when she seen an over sized black pit-bull with red eyes walking up behind Crowley.

"What's wrong love?" He asked, seeing the terror on her face.

"There's a huge dog behind you...is it a demon?"

"Growley, sit." Crowley told the hell hound and the dog obediently sat at his masters feet. "You can see him?"

"Of course I can see him, he's a dog not a ghost. A abnormally large dog but still a dog. Growley? Really?"

Crowley just stared at the girl in disbelief before saying, "He's a hell hound. Humans cannot see them. I knew you were something special darling, what's your name?"

"It's Lydia." She replied.

"Well Lydia, hate to cut this short love, but I'm being summoned."

Crowley was about to snap his fingers and disappear when he felt her grab his hand. The feeling he got when she touched his skin was like nothing he had ever felt before. He slowly reached up and placed his other hand on her cheek.

"Don't I get my deal?" She asked him.

Crowley dropped his hand from her cheek and once again kissed her hand. "I have some important business to attend to but I'll find you after and we'll talk. Deal?"

Not knowing what to say, Lydia nodded her head and watched as Crowley gave her one last grin before snapping his fingers and disappearing along with his hell hound, Growley.

Just so everyone is on the same page, no Crowley is not the king of hell YET, that's why he says he's the king of the crossroads. All good? Awesome sauce lol Please please please let me know what you thought with a quick review! Xo