Angel Of Misery - A Supernatural fanfiction [PART ONE] [COMPLETED]

Chapter 34: Crowley Tells All

Lizbeth was finding so many ingredients her head felt like it was going to explode. Things to summon a demon... Things to trap an angel. Hell, she had found a bucket of red paint a day or two ago. Well, not found, per se. More like tripped over. She was still getting paint out of her hair. That had involved a few well placed curse words.
She had had enough.
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"Crowley... Why?" Lizbeth stood in front of him, her arms crossed, voice confident.
"What, Fawn?" Crowley used his nickname for her. He probably chose it because of how dainty and frail she looked.
"Why are my idiot brothers summoning you left and right?"
She might have been shy about everything else, but when it came to monsters, demons, and the like, she had nerves of steel.
"Well, they're not as good at hiding things as they said..." Crowley murmured, mimicking Lizbeth's stance.
"Why would they hide things from me?"
"They're afraid you'll- Oh, what's the word?" He tapped his chin briefly, before snapping his fingers, "Ah, yes. Smite them. Always forget that word, you see. Apologies."
"Smite them?" Beth scoffed, "I'm no angel."
Crowley laughed, his arms falling to his sides. "Oh, but you are."
"Impossible."
"Oh, really? Why don't you ask those brothers of yours?"

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Only a few chapters left of Angel of Misery!
Lizbeth finally found out! I should start writing the next book for this... Ah, well. See you guys later!
Angel out.