Revenge Is Best Served Bloody (Pennywise FanFic)

Pleading With Lives

The crowd was loud, the smell was vile, and Penny wanted nothing more than to torture him into death very slowly. He stared at the young boy laying there in a puddle of blood before slowly looking up at him in rage.

"You tried ripping out my heart, dear friend, and so now we're gonna play the hard way until I get what I want and what I want is good ol' Charles Lee Ray." His smile was sinister as he picked up the gruesome boy and made him wave at them. Tiffany was at loss for words, she couldn't comprehend what had just happened.

She looked at Penny in question. "Wait, what does he mean you ripped out his heart?"

"I killed him last night. How is he back?"

Jack then brought a pregnant woman on stage with a happy smile on his face and a gleam in her eye.

"Not the pregnant woman." Tiffany slightly begged with sadness.

"Awe look at the happy soone-to-be mother. How far along are you?" Chance gushed.

"He's supposed to be born next week hopefully." She said, her voice filled with excitement.

"Well, since its almost the biggest day of your life. We have something special for you and your little mess maker. BRING IT OUT GUYS!" She hollered. Two male performers brought out a blender and a long knife.

"What the fuck?" Tiffany asked under her breath in terror.

Two more performers came out and held the woman tightly which held a look of confusion and her smile began to fade. Chance stuck the knife in from the top of her pregnanted belly and carved all the way around back to the top. The woman crying and screaming in pain as Jack tore her stomach apart and Chance grabbed the baby.

"Its a little baby girl!" She cried in happiness before plopping it in the blender, turning it on. Tiffany covered her mouth in sobs as she turned around away from the stage. It was too much for her, watching the mother sob and bleed out before laying there limp due to blood loss. She looked back to see Jack pour the liquid baby into a cup and held it up to the crowd.

"Wanna drink, Penny? I know its what you want." Tiffany looked at Penny with tears in her eyes, hoping he wouldn't.

Pennywise looked back at her and then at Jack before wrapping his arm around her shoulders.

Jack threw the glass on the stage in anger.

"This is war! Im killing everyone in this fucking town until I get what I want!" He screamed.

Penny's eyes turned red and his whole body shook with pure rage. He jumped up on stage and grabbed him by his throat. "You are not getting that doll. I'll make sure of that! Now. Get. Out." He through him off the stage as the people moved, letting him hit the ground. He hopped off the stage as the crowd formed a path with hushed voices as Penny passed them.

He grabbed Tiffany's hand and led her back to the sewer.

"If we don't give them Chucky, you're going to starve." Tiffany when they were finally alone.

"Chucky is a nuisance and should be kept locked up." His throaty voice echoed through the house.

"But what about you?"

"What about me?"

"I would rather them have Chucky than you die from starvation." Her voice sounded sincere and he looked at her then.

"Why?"

She froze. She knew exactly why and she also knew that once they bring Chucky out of the box they would revive him with that spell and she would be the first one he would go after.

"Because, I just don't." She blew offf her real answer. The answer that she knew would bite her in the ass and she dare not to think about it. So, she kept her thoughts casual.

He narrowed his eyes at her, but didn't say anything else. He stormed behind his stage to pull out the box and opened it. Staring at it's contents within, he just caressed the box in thought. She placed her hand on top of his and looked up at him as one moved slowly to meet her gaze, followed by his crooked lazy eye right after. Neither of them said anything, until Pennywise placed the box on the ground next to him. He placed his gloved hands on both of her cheeks before slowly inching closer. Tiffany lost all compatibility to breath as he kissed her lips softly. He opened his eyes to look dead into hers dangerously.

"I'm not giving them Chucky." He whispered. He grabbed the box and pushed past her as she chased after him.

"You cant do this! Please, Penny, I can't lose you like this!" She chased him all the way out back to the crowd where the entire town were strapped to stakes and Jack holding a torch.

"Its your call, Penny! It will be one hell of a bonfire here in a minute." Jack stated through silent murmers.

"Please. If he does this, this town will be a ghost town and there will be no one left for you to feed." Tiffany begged, his eyes never left Jack's. She gripped his arm, trying to force him to look at her. "If they want Chucky so fucking bad, they can have the little fucker."

He looked at her with conflict. "He will go after you."

"We will cross that bridge when we get there. Let them have him." She pleaded sternly.

Pennywise looked back at the couple on stage.

"I'll make you a deal." Pennywise's frowning face turned upright.

Jack was taken aback as he looked at him. "What would that be?"

"The doll... for your wench." His smile got wider.

Tiffany's heart ripped into tiny pieces at that exact moment.