Slashers x Reader [FINISHED]

Pennywise x reader (part 5)

You two walked around the little island area, looking at the things that were there. You had noticed a corpse of...Something...It looked like a..dog? It was compleetly torn apart, blood and guts pulled outside and it's jaw along with it's neck was torn out of place. What was strange though were the missing insides. They seemed to get torn out as well but they couldn't be found anywhere. As if they just poofed. "Yo (Y/N) you gotta see this!" A sudden shout of Tommy's could be heard from behind the huge tower of useless junk. "What is it?" You aksed as your feet tip tapped on the wet, cold floor towards him. When you arrived, you were quite stunned. A podium. For who? It had some dusty letters on top and an orage colored backround with some red curtains. It was practicaly smacked into the tower, becoming a part of it. An interesting find indeed...
"Gimmie my lighter" Tom ordered and you obliged. Je jumped on the podium and dusted the letters off as he was shining with the lighter for help. "P...pen...pewise?" He questions himself as you both examined the letters one by one "Nah...That says Pennywise you dumbass" you teased slightly with your knowledge.
"Sooo... Pennywise the dancing clown?" He asked "You ever heard of someone like that?" Another question was fired from him
"I feel like I have but...I also think I haven't..." You searched deep in your memory, hoping to revive some sort of thought about the said clown but sadly, nothing came up.

You shook with your head and crossed your arms. "Can we go now Mr. Brave?" You asked, only to be stopped by Tom crawling back up on the podium. "Tom what are you doing." You asked, already getting a little nervous and angry. "Oh you know...a dancing clown" Tom said cheekily as he started to dumbly dance on the podium. "Tom seriously? No." You tried to tell him to stop because come on...This is how people die in horror movies. They disrespect something and then they get hunted down by a murderer. "Why don't you make me?" He teased
"Okay, that's it. I'm going home." You said as you started to walk on out untill. A baloon. It was floating about six feet away from you, the way you wanted to leave. "Leaving me so soon?" A very raspy and high voice, that sounded kinda sad in it's sentence, echoed through the entire sewer system, landing on you two. "(Y/N)...We should really go... I'm getting halucinations..." Tom said, shaking as he looked behind the curtains of the podium he was at.
"You're not. I heard it too" you couldn't look away from the red floating object. Your body was stunned."N-no...I-I mean here..." His shaky finger pointed to the curtains as he backed up himself. Finaly, when you heard that, you could turn your gaze away from the baloon. Tom was pointing at something in the shadow of the curtain

Orange eyes. That's what you saw. Two small orange dots that were not so far from the ground, being focused straight onto Tom. "Oh what Tommy boy? Don't want to dance for the clown anymore?" The raspy voice continued it's questions as the two dots lifted off the ground towards at least seven foot height. If those were actualy eyes...And there was something at that height...You two should get out. Now. "What the hell" was the only thing that came up from Tom as he was backing up, tears of fear pouring out his eyes. The creature lept away from the darkness, landing onto Tom and made him crash on the wooden floor, spinning him to the ground

A clown. A fucking clown. It was a big, white...It... with red hair and an unbelivable size. He looked almost unrealistic with his anatomy and way of movement. You couldn't really see his face at the moment but from what you could actualy see was enough to mezmerize you..."(Y/N) FOR THE LOVE OF GOD HELP ME!!" Tommy's cries for help finnaly made you to snap out of it. As hard as he tried, he couldn't push the much taller creature from him. Speaking of...It...it stared at you as soon as Tom started screaming your name "Oh...will she help you Tommy boy?" The clown asked as he picked Tommy up, standing up with him fully into his seven foot height. Now you could finnaly see the creatures face. He..? Was pale as the snow itself with red lipstick going into a smile that went on, above his eyes, making it look like his smile was massive. He also had a little red spot on his nose. His look could truly make goosebumps happen. Tom's feet were dangling off the ground as the clown hugged him tightly and shook with him a little. "Go on! Don't be a chicken! Ask her!" The clown imitated, as he grabbed onto Tom's jaw, making him look down to you. Tom didn't say anything but only threw a look at you. You couldn't quite tell what the look was saying. When you looked to the side a little you saw the expecting happy eyes of the predator that was waiting. Just waiting. With that smile. "Come on Tommy boy! Don't make the lady wait! Ask her..! Beg her to save you...scream for mercy..." The clowns, usualy perky voice, broke into a deeper, shaky one as he laid his head on Tom's shoulder, growling slightly. Tom gave you one last look before he nodded and lifted his legs into the air. "What do you..." The clown was interupted by Tom's feet into it's stomach, hitting hard. As soon as the creature recieved this slight stun, Tommy freed his head from his hand "(Y/N) RUN!" He yelled for you before he got shutted up again by the creature's gloved hand, growling with anger once more, sending shivers down your spine. All you could do was take a couple of steps back. Fear was making you stand on place...It was like a dark entity, grabbing onto every part of your body.

"Tommy boy, Tommy boy... you've really fucked it up for yourself now!" The clown growled happily before he opened his mouth. A lot. We're talking like a crocodile, into an unrealistic level, showing you rows upon rows of sharp teeth that would soon end up in Tom's neck, making his screams echo through the sewers and his warm, blood slowly drive it's way down his colarbone. He cried. He cried a lot. He was still looking at your paled out face, beghing for you to run with his last breaths. You weren't...You weren't doing good from this. This moment at least got you to take a few more steps back. The creature had finnihed his work by ripping the massive piece of meat out, along with the breather line. The creature stuck out it's long tongue, licking his lips and cheeks, happily enjoying the taste of your boy as he dropped him to the floor, throwing a nasty look of 'I'll eat you too if you don't start running'

You wouldn't wait around anymore. You had to run. Run as far and fast as possible. Your feet tapped quietly on the water surface while your brain was trying to process what just happened. It isn't real! It can't be...
Theese are just some stupid tricks! There is no way that could've been possible. Tom is not dead and the killer wasn't a creepy clown guy! You tried convincimg yourself as you ran into a random one of the tunnels that was close to the ground, hoping you'd get out. Or at least escape the dread that was inside of you. As you ran, you could feel another pair of legs. They were always close, about a two meters away. Always running behind you. Did you get lost? You got lost. Everything looked so similar in here.. you're just running in circles.
"Stop running" The very familiar, cracky voice ordered, sounding so calm. You stopped...For some reason your legs just stopped.

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