Mate of Pennywise

*Chapter 1: Saving Georgie*

It's October 1988 in Derry, Maine. A 21-year-old woman is sitting in her living room reading a novel while it's raining outside. Her name is Belle Whitehurst. Her skin is pale with rosy cheeks, emerald eyes, pink lips, and long curly dark brown hair. Most men around her drool whenever she goes around town and want her. Though, Belle isn't really into men who only care about her appearance and nothing else. She's no object. And she isn't ready for marriage as well.
Belle was living by herself in the house since she moved from her folks two years ago. She wanted to start her life anew since her old home has nothing but family. So far, things have been great. She works at the library since it's her favorite quiet place. Her second job is babysitting which she doesn't mind having. She knew most children in Derry. The child she babysits the most is Georgie Denbrough. He's the sweetest kid. Belle always read fairy tale stories to him, even the underrated tale called Bride of the Lindworm King. Georgie was disturbed by the story, but at the same time, he enjoyed it. Belle had to give him better details of why did the Lindworm wanted a bride to begin with. For a 6-year-old, he sort of understood.
Belle closed the book and went over to the window to see the street drenched by the rain. But something caught her eye. Across the street, there is a child wearing a yellow raincoat. His hands and knees are down, looking down at one of the drains. Belle grabbed her coat and head out the front door.

"Hey! Do you need help?" She called out. The child let out a cry. She recognized the scream. It was Georgie. The boy backed away from the drain and started to crawl with one arm. There is blood around him. Georgie is crying in agony.

"Ahhh! Help...!" Georgie cried out, trying to crawl away from the drain. Belle let out a gasp.

"Georgie, hang on!" Belle ran towards the boy. As soon as she picks him up from the street, something is coming out from the drain. An arm. It's stretching out.

"Belle, it hurts!" Georgie cried. Belle was about to run with the boy in her arms, but the hand grabbed her ankle. She fell, dropped Georgie on the street. He backed up and watched Belle being pulled into the drain. "Belle!" The woman tried not to panic as she was being dragged into the drain.

"Let go of me!" Belle screamed, kicking the hand with her free foot. Inside the drain, she can see yellow eyes. They don't look happy at all. Belle looked back to Georgie who is safe, but he is losing too much blood. He could die out here. The woman tried to get out of the gloved hand's grasp. As soon as her legs are in the drain, she kicks something hard. It felt like she kicked someone in the face. She could've sworn she heard a cry of agony in the drain. Her ankle was free. Without wasting time, Belle crawled out of the drain and ran towards Georgie. She picked him up. His eyes are closed. "Hang on, Georgie. I'm taking you to the hospital." She told him. Belle took the boy to her car.

"Belle..." Georgie sobbed as he was put to the backseat. Belle uses the towels to wrap around the wound to stop the bleeding. The boy started to pass out in the backseat. The woman got in the front seat to start the car.

"Stay with me, sweetie." She told the boy. Georgie didn't reply. He's out cold. "Shit. I gotta hurry." Belle said to herself.
Inside the drain, the shadowy figure watched the car pull out and pass by. The figure growled. He just woke up from his long slumber and found his first feast of the day, but the woman got in the way.

"She will pay for taking away my meal. Oh, she will pay dearly." He rasped, his eyes turning red. He will have to sniff out for her. The figure rubbed his face after being kicked so hard. His nose could've been broken. He disappeared in the darkness, growling angrily.

As soon as Georgie was taken to the emergency room, Belle used a phone to call his parents about what had happened. She hears a few rings on the line and Mrs. Denbrough finally answered.