Chapter 2
Alyssa held onto Crowley's hand, feeling stupid because there was a chance he could still be lying about all of this, and go to a back alley and molest her.
"Darling, close your eyes, the gateway to Hell is a bit bright.." Crowley chuckled once again.
Alyssa forced a giggle, so Crowley didn't know she had 911 on speed dial.
"Oh, bullocks." Crowley groaned. "We forgot your keys at the parking lot!" He growled, and snapped his fingers. He then quickly closed his palm, then opened it up again, presenting Alyssa's derpy little key chain with a little T.A.R.D.I.S on it.
"I wanted to wait to show you that." The 'King Of Hell' growled under his breath.
"That. Was. Awesome.." Alyssa breathed gently, taking her keys from Crowley's hand, delicate fingers shaking. "So, you really /are/ the king of Hell?" Alyssa continued to walk, even though Crowley had stopped at a brick wall.
"The gate to hell is through a brick wall??" Alyssa pondered lightly.
"It was originally set up all strategically and in a graveyard, but those ass-hats, the Winchesters, ruined that, so I moved it to a random alleyway in Maine. They rarely come here, since its so bloody cold. No monsters where it's cold." Crowley tapped the wall in a strange pattern that looked oddly like a pentagram...
"The Winchesters?" Alyssa cocked her head slightly when Crowley looked back at her.
"You're an adorable one, I'm keeping you." He leaned over and pinched her cheeks, then closed her eyes.
"I'll explain later. Keep your eyes shut." He commanded, as a searing light blasted from what Alyssa believed to be the wall. Even though her eyes were closed, the light still burned through her eyelids.
"Dear Lord, that's bright." Alyssa scrunched her eyes shut, crinkling her nose.
"You get used to it." Crowley deadpanned. After what seemed like eternity, Crowley touched Alyssa's eyelids gently, signaling her to open them.
"Oh, dear Lord." Alyssa's eyes fluttered open, an as soon as she got used to the light, she took a sharp breath in, astonished at the sight before her.
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Rise Of The Fallen- A Supernatural Love Story
FanfictionAlyssa, a hateful 17 year old, gets approached by Crowley, King Of Hell, with an invitation to be his bride, with the promises of being able to kill anyone. When she goes to kill the top two in her list... She begins to fall in love with them..
