Daddy Wise (pennywise X reader)

Chapter Eight

Pennywise, pennywise, pennywise. That was the only thing in your head. All you could think of.

What a peculiar name, then again it did fit him perfectly. A strange name for a strange, yet attractive creature. Wait, attractive!? What are you saying.

You shake your head and crawl out of bed, your feet hitting the icey wooden floor, sending a chill through out your body.

You hurriedly move to your bed room door, gripping the handle. Something felt, odd. You twist the knob slowly, wincing from the loud creek echoing through the halls as it opens.

You look around the empty black halls, it was extremely dark, was it still night? You turn your head to your window, small specks of light shine through the busted up shades. So it is morning.

"Hey!" a small voice shouts from the left of the darkness "Come with me!"

You grip the handle of the old wooden door, peaking your head out into the halls. Small sounds echo through every area, laughter? You catch a small figure out of the corner of your eye, it seemed to vean through the darkness. But once you turn your head to look at it, it vanishes leaving nothing but darkness

"Come on! We have to hurry!" The voice becomes closer to your ear, making your senses stand fully alerted

"Please! He's coming!"

Something pulls the bottom of your shirt, gently at first but gets more forcefull as it tugs you out of the room

"Wait! Who are you? Who's coming!?"

You reach your hand out infront of you, trying to touch the thing pulling you. The tugging slows down once you reach a large door, a crimson red liquid seeping through the creases and along the top

Since when did you have a creepy door in the middle of the second floor?

"Oh no. He's here"

The small voice speaks quietly, it's voice coming out fear filled and shaky

"Wh-"

A loud screaching comes from the door, cutting you off and making your breath hitch in your chest

"No no no" the small voice gets louder, the door creeking and popping as it slowly slides open

"No! We have to go! No! Hurry!"

Your body moves backwards a step as if something is trying to push you, but your frozen in your tracks. You can't move what so ever.

A blinding light shines around the , you shield your eyes untill it dims down. Even then you have to squint, the door was illuminated, allowing you to see a large figure standing infront of it, it seems to becoming larger the longer your stare at it

"What are you waiting for! We have to go! You idiot, he'll kill you!"

The light allows you to see the owner of the small voice, he was a young boy, he had brownish hair that clung to his face. He was soaked in water from head to toe, he wore a tattered raincoat. Your eyes wounded along the figure allowing you to notice something

One of his arms were gone, the sleeve of his raincoat torn clean off, blood drinching part of his coat and most of his face

The figure standing in the door lets out another blood curdling screach, your eyes dart back to that direction. His shoulders start popping into different directions, his legs point out in odd angle, he crouched down as his arms twist around his body, landing where his feet should be

You could see his face better at this angle, the red lines under his eyes, the red lips twisted into a smirk, you focus on his mouth as it gets wider, his jaw popping every few seconds, long rows of dagger like teeth are revealed

The small boy burries his face in your shirt, crying softly

"I wanna go home!" He shouts angrily before turning towards the beast, IT growls and rushes towards the boy. You want to , to grab the kid and run. But you can't move. All you can do is stand and wait

The beast picks up the child and with one clean pull, and a loud scream coming from the boy, he's torn in half. His organs spilling onto the floor, the stench of death filling the air.

You widen your eyes and take a step back, the clown slowly lowers back to his normal height, his should blades popping back into place, his mouth returning to normal, his bunny teeth returning to there normal position

He smiles at you before ripping the boys other arm off and taking a huge bite out of it, the sound of his flesh being torn from his bone throws you off the top, you hunch over and throw up, breathing heavily as it flows out of you.

You stand straight up once more, the clown inches away from you as he takes another bite of the small arm

"Hm, he was a nice kid, oh. Excuse my manners, would you like a bite!?"

He grins widely and shoves the arm in your face, you gag and step back in disgust

"Come on deary, you better start eating it now. It's all you'll ever eat when I take you home! Well, that is if I don't eat you first!"

He bounces on his heals making his bells jinggle, a reached laugh leaving his throat as blood begins shooting from the walls, drenching you from head to toe. He brings his face closer to yours and takes one last bite of the arm, spitting it out and forcing it into your mouth

"See ya around doll!"

With that he vanishes, as for you, you throw up on the blood covered floor, the taste of bloody flesh staining your tongue. The smell of the room makes it worse. You gag and cough and feel your stomach turning. You wanted to barf untill the taste was gone

What the fuck does he want with me. Why me.