Crowley x Reader 'need a drink'He couldn't move. He couldn't talk, he could only watch on in horror.More Like This
You, on the other hand were just fine. You were walking through the woods to meet with Crowley, when you heard a snap behind you.
Crowley watched as you turned around, eyes wide, as a Wendigo charged full speed toward you.
You fumbled your knife, and dropped it. You quickly spun away from the creature, and dove to retrieve your weapon. You felt a hand grab your ankle, and you couldn't help but let out a scream.
You reached for the blade, but the Wendigo kept pulling you away. You kicked your way out of its grasp, and crawled toward the knife. Quickly grabbing it, you climbed to your feet and prepared to fight.
You looked around, but the creature was no where in sight. You sighed and visibly relaxed.
Crowley tried to scream your name, but nothing would come out. He watched as the Wendigo wailed, and ran up to you.
He watched as its claws dug into your stomach. He watched your eyes widen, and your knife drop.