"Your dad is the King of Hell?!?!" Sam yelled shocked. He looked at Dean and Dean looked at him. Cas looked down at his shoes.
"Yes, Sam. My father is the King of Hell. The man who took away the first man I loved. The man who put a bounty on my head. A bounty worth three hundred souls. He was willing to give three hundred souls to the first demon or hunter or angel or whatever that killed me and brought back my soul. My own father." Victoria said still stuck in the devil's trap.
"You knew you were a demon and you didn't bother to tell us?" Dean asked angrily.
"I was going to ask you to help me when we got back to the bunker. But you two drugged me and stuck me under the devil's trap. You want to send me back to Hell with the demon blade that's in your pocket Dean, do it. I hope you use your three hundred souls wisely." Victoria said.
"Wait a minute, you told us that you didn't know who your father was. Care to explain?" Sam asked. Dean looked at him pissed off. Obviously, Dean didn't want to hear her side of the story.
"When I was twelve, I lost my grandma and my mom. My grandma left me everything, including a book that talked about crossroads demons. The book said that a crossroads demon could give you anything you wanted but it would take your soul after ten years. So, one night I summoned one. I wanted a family, someone I could talk to and someone that would love me. But when I went to sell my soul to Crowley, he told me that I didn't have a soul and that the only way that would be possible is if I was born into a family with a high ranking demon as one of my parents. My luck was that it was Crowley." Victoria said.
"Moose, Squirrel, kindly remove the devil's trap so I may take my daughter home. She's grounded." Crowley said. Victoria looked at him with daggers in her eyes. No one moved. "Moose. Squirrel. Remove the devil's trap."
"I'm not going back to Hell," Victoria said. "I'm not leaving. You might have controlled me for fifteen years but you are not controlling me anymore. You tried to make up for not being there for twelve years of my life but I don't need you." She stood up out of the chair. She walked to the end of the devil's trap. "Leave me the hell alone."
Crowley looked at her. Sam and Dean looked at each other. Sam took a step forward and Crowley sent him, Cas, and Dean flying backward. They were pinned to the wall. Crowley broke the floor that contained the devil's trap. He walked forward and grabbed her face.
"Stop!" Sam yelled.
"Don't think I don't see the way that you two look at each other. I see it when you look at each other. Do you honestly think I'm that dumb?" Crowley asked looking at Sam. "It's very rude to date a friend's daughter Sam." He turned his attention back to Victoria. "You, my dear, are going back to Hell. Maybe then you will learn some damn manners. Maybe you won't tell me I can kiss your ass either." She spits in his face. He whipped his face with his free hand. She tried to pull away but he tightened his grip.
"Crowley, stop!" Sam yelled a second time.
"Sorry Moose, say goodbye to your little pet here because this will be the last time you ever see her," Crowley said before leaving with Victoria. Sam, Dean, and Cas fell from the wall to the floor. Sam got up and ran to the front of the bunker. Dean and Cas trailed behind. Sam was halfway up the stairs when he heard his name.
"Sam! Where are you going? We don't have anything on where Crowley and Victoria are." Dean said looking at his brother. There was worry in Sam's eyes.
"But I also can't just sit here waiting for Crowley to come back. Victoria is gone, Dean. Demon or not, all this girl wanted was a family when she was twelve. She never asked for any of this. She might have asked up to help her get rid of the demon side of her Dean. We are just going to let her rot in Hell for a century. If we don't help her now, we won't be able to help her, possibly ever again. She was born into being the princess of Hell, just like we were forced into being hunters by Dad. Doesn't she deserve a chance to get help?" Sam asked.
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Crowley's Daughter
FanfictionIt's not easy for being a demon, but being the princess of hell, it's twice as hard. When Victoria was twelve years old, she tried to sell her soul from an old book that her grandmother gave her. But when a mysterious figure showed up, she had no s...
