Supernatural Imagines

Kidnapped- Crowley x Reader

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"Well, well, well... Look who finally decided to join us." You had opened your eyes to find yourself tied to a chair and unable to move. Demons surrounded the room, giving a very slim chance of escape without outside help.

"What do you want, Crowley?" You asked.

"Oh, not much, really. Just some information." He picked a knife up off of a table and began to twirl it around in his hand.

"You're not going to get anything out of me." You told him calmly. He just laughed.

"I'm not so sure about that." Crowley took the knife and sliced your arm. You clenched your fists, willing yourself not to feel the pain.

He cut, punched, kicked, and stabbed you over a dozen times, but you kept your lips sealed. "You're a tough little cookie, I'll give you that." He teased.

"When Sam and Dean find me, I'll be sure that they kick your ass straight back to Hell." You growled. Crowley laughed and plunged the knife into your leg.