His Domain

Chapter 19

Mark was sitting in Leila's bedroom, the one that they used to share together before, well, everything happened. He was there to think because it was quiet and it reminded him of her. He hadn't spoken to her in almost ten years and he came back to find...this? First, of course, he thought she was insane but then he saw it for himself. She was a clown, there was an actual other clown completely separate from her, something about the sewers in Maine and what had happened in there. Perhaps to him it hadn't seemed like it had taken that long but given the fact that this demon clown was from another dimension or planet he could imagine that perception was more key to reality here than actual reality.

Just as he was considering this the door opened. He pulled his gun and stood up quickly, training it in that direction as it opened wider and he saw the almost impossibly tall clown come through. Pennywise, that was the name. He wasn't afraid of this thing, not mostly, maybe there was some natural or instinctual fear in there because he had no clue what he was dealing with but really all he cared about, more than anything was not losing Leila. He feared her death more than his own. The thing was, that if Pennywise wanted Leila dead she would be dead. She had survived this long without that happening and this made him very well aware that this clown wasn't going to kill Leila. If that was the case then he had nothing to lose and seeing as how he'd easily trade his life for hers if that's what had to happen, it would.

"You really think that can hurt me?" Pennywise asked then chuckled as if this were the most amusing thing he'd seen in his life.

"It's a clown gun...I use it for shooting clowns in the face, wanna see?" Mark growled coming towards him. Oddly enough Pennywise backed up considerably when he said that. Though he'd sounded serious enough when he said it, he'd meant it as a joke but weirdly, it seemed that Pennywise kind of took him seriously. Maybe. It was hard to tell but it was definitely something worth noting. John had taught him all about human behavior and how if you were good at predicting the human mind it left nothing to chance. That definitely put him miles above other humans but this thing wasn't a human. This thing had Leila and this was now an entirely new game for him to learn.

"I can see who you are...what you fear..." Pennywise threatened.

"Then you know there's only one thing..." Mark snarled back at him jamming the gun right up to his giant head, "And it's not my own death. It's her's and you? You're fucking her that much is obvious so you aren't going to do it are you?"

"One chance. Get that thing out of my face and do not...touch me..." He snarled. "Back. Up. HUMAN!"

"OR. WHAT?" Mark challenged. Pennywise just glared down at him, pressing his head into the gun irrationally hard, Mark was pretty sure it was going to leave an indent if he didn't stop sometime soon. Not that he gave a shit. He was actually pretty amused by the thought. He studied the creature as his mouth started to do that weird thing again where his face was starting to split apart. It was certainly odd and unsettling but Mark was more annoyed than truly afraid of it. He moved the gun away but fired a round right up into the ceiling. Obviously, not expecting any sort of noise like that, Pennywise was startled and stumbled back. "That's what I fucking thought, now take me to her or the next round is going into that demented pumpkin you call a head."

"PUMPKIN?" Pennywise roared angrily his face somehow coming back together to look far more normal in an instant. Mark wasn't sure how he did that either but he did know it made his head hurt to watch, "My head is-"

"Not a normal size at all so if you're trying to look even slightly human that thing isn't-" Except that was it...that was all he got out before he was blinded by the brightest and most intense light he'd ever experience. An annoying loud buzzing surrounding him, taking over his every nerve and vibrating through his body. He couldn't think, move, or breathe...he was just...floating...