''So, you want your boyfriend dead in exchange for your soul, huh ? '' The Crossroad's demon asked, raising an eyebrow at the small girl's face. A trip down to the pit all because she wanted her boyfriend dead, stupid humans.

The girl bit her lip looking slowly up at the Demon, it was all absurd, Demons weren't meant to exist, either were deals with the Devil. Her blue eyes flickered with anger for a brief second betraying her angelic features, she nodded stiffly sighing as she saw her breathe morph into a smoky mist in the cold.

''Very well, we seal the deal with a kiss angel-face'' The deep voiced Demon said, flicking his eyes to red smirking. He looked at her repulsed face happily, a sly smile appearing. He was only knew to the Crossroads though he enjoyed teasing the stupid humans that sold their souls, just like he had been, he leant in violently embracing her lips with his harshly and listening to her wince at hi fingernails drawing blood with hi grip on her arm.

''Hell in ten years.'' He said grinning, and disappearing into thin air. The girl, Winter, broke down in tears gripping her sides as she shuddered out her cries,

It will all be worth it, she thinks to herself.

10 YEARS LATER...

''AHHHHHH!'' Winter's screams echoed out into the darkness, her Hell was a cage in the darkness and her body was bloodied and bruised, hanging by barbed wire that was wrapped around her wrists and ankles, her neck was chained with an oversized dog-like collar with sharp pins pressing into her skin.

A clink sound happened as her torturer dropped his scalpel onto the ground stepping back to look at the gaping hole in her stomach watching the blood drip. He let out a harsh barking like laugh, licking his lips. A whole 300 years had been spent with her trying to break her, despite it being only 30 months on Earth. Almost every demon had heard of her, the soon-to-be ''king of Hell'' had heard of her also and was visiting her and her torturer wondering what the deal was.

He watched her body almost drag to he ground as her head hung and her blonde hair that was stained with red fell loosely to the ground, her arms supporting her up. He remembered the times he was tortured, it took him a long time to become the soulless bastard he believed he was to be, but not this long. He tugged his tie loosely from his neck looking around huffing slightly.

''Interesting choice of Hell, still haven't broken this one i see?'' His slight Scottish accent slipped, he turned to her torturer he hadn't met before, of course he was still on his way to becoming an actual real torturer, but Crowley had heard this Demon was damned well good at it. The other demon shook his head grinning, walking over to the girl who was about to pass out.

''Nah, she's a tough one but we'll get that right out of you won't we, sweetie?'' The Demon asked flashing his true eyes at her, tilting her head up with a blade and healing her so he could start over again. He licked his lip a she looked up for the first time in a while. Crowley raised an eyebrow, the blood and bruises had disapeared and all that left was long blonde wild hair and large round ocean-blue eyes and tiny pink lips, her nose was slightly pinched looking and her figure was tiny for what her age appeared to be.

''The picture of Innocence aren't you Ducky?'' Crowley mused quietly as he found himself kneeling down on one knee to look at her closely, her large blue eyes fluttered there way to look into Crowley's ones, her eyes only looked like sadness and emptiness, nothing remotely else. He frowned.

''Her eyes look dead, you sure you haven't broken her yet?'' Crowley asked raising an eyebrow at the Torturer who nodded solemnly, grabbing another utensil with a sharply barbed end and walked over to them, the Torturer kicked Winter in the stomach allowing a pool of blood to drip from her mouth as she spat it out.

'' As far as i know, they were already like that when she got here'' The torturer said watching her seem to flinch away more, her eyes flickered from his to Crowley's quicker then lightning.

''Does she talk?'' Crowley inquired narrowing his eyes at her seemingly mute status. Before the Demon could anwer however, another voice spoke up.

''Of course I can talk, you heard me screaming didn't you?'' Winter said, her voice was unbelievingly sweet and innocent like, the high pitched kind, compared to most of the people on the Rack who' voice were deaf toned and boring. Crowley chuckled at her outburst.

''Indeed i did. Do me a favour and grab me a hot metal rod, let's see if I can get her to spill'' Crowley said cunningly watching the stupid demon grin in return as he walked out of her ''Hell'' quickly. Crowley groaned letting out a sigh and snapping his finger suddenly, Winter was unleashed from the barbed wire and fell straight onto her knees with a yelp.

Smirking triumphantly Crowley snapped his fingers once more and they were out of there, now standing in his mansion in the living room, the yells and screams and fire were all gone almost as if it were a horrible dream they had both woken up from.

He tapped his finger on the bench of a counter watching the girl take in her surroundings, if possible her blue eyes growing bigger then before. She turned to him, her hair flying and swishing from her waist.

''Is this heaven?'' SHe asked in a wondering tone, glancing at the luxuries Crowley kept. Though Crowley prided himself on being the king of hell and all, he in reality was far too lonely in a big house. He let out a chuckle grabbing a flask and getting a glass and taking a sip. He shrugged.

''Depends what you consider Heaven. You could say it's ''heaven on Earth' '' Crowley said using his fingers as qoutation marks rolling his eyes.

You.. you got me out of ... Hell?!'' She exclaimed, looking at the fire which was unlit, Crowley glanced at the goosebumps on her creamy skin and snapped his fingers, lighting the fire.

''Yes,yes I am amazing, blah blah, now the reason i did it is because you seem innocent enough, and you can withhold pain im guessing, so, it's either you be my ''partner in crime'' or ... i'll send you back to the rack'' Crowley stated clicking his tongue to the inside of his mouth waiting for an answer, she sighed closing her eye for a moment and then settling her eyes on something.

'' partner in crime sound just peachy to me'' Winter said bitter sweetly, crossing her arm over her chest. Luckily she still had at least some form of clothes on, though they looked like old washed out rags, her heart beated quicker then before as she realised her actual sitiuation.

''No need to be scared Ducky.'' Crowley stated, leaning against the wall draping a leg across his other one. She blinked once and then twice.

''Are you going to tie me up?'' She asked suddenly, glancing around expecting there to be chains on the walls or something, but no, just perfectly painted walls and designer furniture.

''Kinky, but no, not unless your into that kind of stuff, now, i think it's time we talk about our future plans darling'' He said, his eyes sparkling with a smirk.

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