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Chapter Sixteen- silver bullet

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chapter sixteen

stan could feel his skin crawl.

he could smell their scent. metallic blood and sweat.
he looked up at the moon, it twinkled with the stars.

he quietly opened richies front door and looked around. it was quiet. he sniffed the air and closed the door behind him. he turned to see a bloodied note taped to the door:

" give us the vampire and we'll let the rest of you go. come to where it all began"

stan glared at the note and looked at the blood stain on the door. he touched it, still wet and warm. they couldn't of gotten far-

"ew d-don't touch it!"

stan spun around and faced bill who was floating behind him.

"jesus christ bill!" his heart began to calm, "what are you doing here?"

"i w-wasn't gonna let you d-do this alone.." bill whispered reaching out to hold stans hand

stan sighed and cupped his cheek, " you could get hurt. go home"

"you could get hurt." bill frowned, "you can't d-do it alone."

stan searches bills eyes then gave in, "okay... but if it's you or me you chose yourself. promise me that."

bill began shaking his head but stan stopped him, "if anything ever happened to you bill- i don't know what i'd do..."

bill smiled softly and kissed stans forehead, "n-nothing's gonna happen.."

-

stan and bill climbed through a window in the high schools basement, holding flashlights in their hands. they headed through the halls towards the gym.

it was eerily quiet and dark. they hadn't been in the school in awhile. luckily it was summer break and they wouldn't be caught by anyone.

"what d-does he want?" bill whispered to stan who looked around

"he wants eddie." stan answered simply. "he's not getting him though."

-

richie had a dull ache in his neck and in his nose.

he groggily lifted his head up and groaned in pain. he licked his lips to taste a metallic flavor. he felt blood trickle from his nose and leaned his head back.

"what the fuck..." he groaned as he tugged at the ropes around his wrists. he tried to kick his feet but they were tied to two chair legs.

"finally awake," a boy with bleach blonde hair said from the corner biting into an apple

"who the fuck are you? where am i-" richie looked around the room in a panic. it was echoing and big. the walls had "Derry Pirates" painted on them and basket ball hoops hung from the ceiling.

"high school gym" the guy shrugged. he wore the same leather jacket as the bastard with the mullet

"why?" richie asked unable to keep his nervous mouth shut