Crowley had stumbled upon you by complete accident. A creature born between a human and a demon, otherwise known as a cambion. You had been living a normal life up until now. You had your foster parents, friends, school, work, oblivious to the power that lurked within. Usually your presence was hidden to other supernatural beings, but as soon as Crowley saw you, he could tell something was different. Being of the right age, you had started to grow into your power, a strange dark aura following you wherever you went. Soon you would become more powerful than any angel or demon that walked the Earth. Realizing this, Crowley had the bright idea of exploiting this power to use to hell’s advantage.

Now the only thing he had to figure out was how to get you on his side. The last thing he wanted was to scare you away and have you fall into the clutches of someone like the Winchesters. Setting his plan into motion he posts demon guards outside of your dorm building. It was a calm night as you sat at your desk studying when a burst of wind flings your windows open. Thinking it odd, you go to close them, turning around to see Crowley standing in the middle of your room. His eyes flickering a deep red in the dim lighting.

Explaining what you are and showing everything he has to offer. Freedom from life’s worries, your own luxurious bedroom in hell’s castle, anything you could ever want, and protection, as long as you offered your assistance in return. Crowley was quite pleased with himself, because who could refuse such a generous offer?

“Just fear me, love me, do as I say and I will be your slave…” Crowley hated how pleading he sounded but this is something he couldn’t mess up. The pure potential you had to be a weapon, completely at his disposal, it was just too good to pass up.