Every 27 Years // IT Fanfic

Chapter 13

* FINAL CHAPTER *
Angie was lost, she could hear her friends terrified and now muffled screams as she splashed around in the contaminated water. Eventually she arrived to a scary scene, Stan's face had bite marks along the sides and was dripping with saliva.
"You left me! You're not my friends!" He cried over and over as the other boys tried to comfort him. She breathed and shoved them all aside and knelt down in front of him,
"It's okay! You're alive and that's all that matters. We came for you!" She said firmly as she gripped his shoulders. He stared at her for a minute before hugging her, tight like Henry used to when he was broken apart from his father. She willingly hugged him back, ignoring the suggestive looks from the others,
"We need to go f-f-find Beverly." Bill stuttered as he began to leave, his flashlight scanning each dark corner of the sewer. Angie helped Stan up and kept his hand in hers as she lead him down the tunnels close to the others. She seen Bill run forward, and they all immediately followed. Beverly was floating in the air, trapped in a trance from the clowns deadlights. She kept Stan with her as the boys managed to get her out of it and back to the ground, after they did, Angie ran up and hugged her, the ginger embracing her back. Once the blonde opened her blue eyes, she noticed one was missing,
"Bill?" She muttered as everyone took remark of his disappearance. They moved around the mound of children's toys and belongings, coming upon Bill and his brother, Georgie talking.
"Was she fast?"
"So fast I couldn't keep up with it."
"'She', Georgie, we call boats 'she'." Bill corrected, staring down at the smaller boy with only one arm, that which was clutching the paper boat to his chest.
"I wanna go home Billy. Take me home. I wanna be with you, mom and dad." He begged, staring back up at his older brother.
"I know Georgie."
"I love you Billy.." he said, his big brown eyes filled with emotion.
"I love you too." Bill muttered, then suddenly lifting the gun he had and rested it against the boys head, "But you're not Georgie." He pulled the trigger and a metal spike drilled into the child's head, ceasing his whimpers as his body fell to the ground. The others just watched, Angie close to Beverly, then she yelped once she saw the carcass begin to seizure. A scream left his mouth as his arm grew back, and his clothes change into the ones of a clown. Then it was still, until his limbs cracked out to the length of an adult, and his now enlarged body lifted back to its feet as the now fully formed clown stood hunched over in front of Bill.
"Kill it! Kill it! Bill kill it!" Everyone cried loudly. The boy quickly cocked the gun and shot him in the forehead, which caused him to suddenly move and shake his head violently, an inhuman roar coming from his frame as he lunged at Bill. Luckily, he blocked the bite with the barrel of the gun, pushing against the opposing force to keep him off. Richie grabbed a stick and wacked the clown, which turned it on him. Mike then came and hit it, as Bill launched himself on it's back, the others coming and grabbing it's arms and trying to hold it down. However, it tossed them all off and grabbed Bill, holding him close,
"I'll take him. I'll take all of you. And I'll feast on your flesh and feed on your fear." He then shook his finger at he group, "Orrrrr. You leave him with me. And I'll have my eternal sleep, leaving you all to lead haaaaappyy lives."
"Leave...it's my fault you're all here." Bill whimpered, tears glazing his eyes. Richie then stepped forward,
"This all your fault Bill. I told you! You punched me in the face, made me was through shitty water, took me into a crackhead house. And now..." he paused, pulling a bat from the pile, "I'm gonna have to kill this clown." The demon let go of Bill and stood up, a growl coming from his throat as he was ready to lunge at Richie, who yelled,
"Welcome to the Losers Club asshole!" Then he smacked It in the head, causing every teen in that group to aid in effort to kill the beast. It landed by Eddie, tossing black goo and maggots onto the boy,
"I'm gonna kill you!" He screamed and hit him back with his cast. He rolled to Angie, and he turned into Henry, she hesitated, but kicked him in the jaw, he then tried Beverly, turning into her father.
"Hey Bevvie. Are you still me girl?" She shrieked and drove a metal bar down its throat. It gagged and groaned, throwing itself back against a large hole as they approached it,
"Now your scared. You're gonna starve." Bill said bravely as Mike handed him a crowbar, he lunged at the clown, but he flipped over the side of the hole,
"He thrusts his fist against the post, but he still insists he sees the ghosts." He repeated, Bill ready to take the shot, but he dropped down. They watched as his forehead began to break apart, then silence,
"Fear." And the he let go of he edge and dropped down. The group stood there contemplating what happened, then hearing Bill sob, glancing over they all made their way to him and wrapped him in a comforting embrace, putting their sympathy on him for the loss of his brother.
A few days later, they attended the funeral for Georgie. Angie sat in the back with Victor, who had stitches along his neck and down to his chest. After the ceremony, Angie went out and stood at the graves of her own sister and Henry Bowers. She was quiet, tears running down her own cheeks as Victor decided to let her alone for the rest of the day. She soon felt two hands on either one of her shoulders, it was Beverly and Bill.
"You okay?" Bev asked, her brow furrowed in concern.
"Yeah...I'm fine." The blonde answered, turning to them.
"W-W-We're going by the Barron's later. If you want to come." Bill asked, looking into her own blue eyes. Angie just nodded her head. And as she promised, she showed up to take a blood oath with the Losers Club. Summer was over, so they needed to say their goodbyes. They socialized for about an hour before they began to split up. Angie stood from her place on the ground,
"I'll see you guys at school." She hugged each one before she began to make her way toward her bike, but was stopped by Richie, who suddenly just pressed his lips to hers, then quickly went to his own bike and rode off, clearly he was shy about it. A small smile crept onto her face as she slowly rode back to her residence,
"Until next time. Richie Tozier."