"Now it's time for some real fun." Crowley smirked, sending his demons at me. My hand tightened around another dagger, ready for attack. I swiped the blade across the neck of one and plunged deep in the chest of another.
"Go on." Crowley urged. "Keep fighting it. It's making for a good show." I felt the anger boiling up inside me, but I couldn't let him see that.
"Are you kidding?" I asked. "Is this a warm up?"
"Grace." Daddy warned. "Don't."
"Oh, please keep going." Crowley pushed.
"Oh I will." I shot back.
"Grace!" Dad yelled. I ignored their protests and kept going.
Crowley seemed to be getting bored with me, so he sent his men on my parents.
"Oh hell no." I said. Thought they could take care of themselves, they were only being attacked because of me. "Stop!"
"And why should I listen to you?" Crowley questioned.
"It's me you want. Not them, not Harmony. Let them go and I'll go with you."
"Don't do this Grace." Daddy ordered.
"We can't fight them forever." I argued. "If I don't give in now, he'll just keep sending them on us."
"She's right you know." Crowley said. "Sent her over and I'll stop."
"Don't do this." Dad begged.
"I'm close to the breaking point." I said. "It's better if I go with him."
"Good girl." Crowley said as I took off my holsters and placed my gun on the ground. I looked at my parents and patted my boot. I had hidden two daggers in each boot before. Just in case. Daddy gave a little smile and Dad nodded in approval.
"Well, good seeing you both again." Crowley grabbed my arm and we were gone.
"Let's get started, shall we?"
"Can't wait."