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Warnings: Profanity, crossover with a story that doesn't exist, described combat..? Trigger call.

Song for chapter 1 - "My Name Is" by Eminem.

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I stealthily crouch-walked towards the base's entrance. The guards didn't notice me. I quietly opened the doors and went inside. I closed the doors and turned  around to see many guys in armor with guns aimed towards me.

"Shiiit, there was a party that nobody told me about?" I slyly remarked and ran towards one of the guys and tackled him, grabbing his gun and shooting the guys next to him.

There was one guy running towards me, who looked new to this. I allowed him to attack me. He seemed afraid to shoot.

"Awe, Junior," I easily disarmed the guy and kicked him in the stomach, making him lose his breath for a second. When he tried again, I grabbed him by his shirt and headbutted him. He fell unconscious.

When all the guys were either killed or knocked out, I made my way to the main office, but the door was locked. I kicked the door down and looked around. The people in there looked confused and wary of me.

"Where's Vlad?!" I yelled at them and pulled out my blades. They all just ran out of the office.

"Cowards," I scoffed. I went over to Vladimir's desk and began searching through it until I found what I was looking for. I grabbed the USB and ran out of the office and was about to exit the building before out of nowhere someone kicked me on the head and I fell on the floor.

"Дай мне USB, Анастасия." A deep woman's voice demanded. I attempted to crawl away on the floor, but the woman dragged me back by my legs. I kicked her in the face, stood up and ran away. I looked behind me for a second, but there was no sign of the woman. Then I ran into someone.

"Fuck..." I muttered, turning around to see a woman with dark red hair and a black suit similar to mine.

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I was chained up in a chair, while the woman was in front of me muttering some gibberish in Russian.

"Can you speak English, please? I'm sure the readers would appreciate that and the author doesn't want to write down every translation." I pleaded and she stopped her muttering to weirdly look at me.

"Who sent you?" She asked and stepped closer to me.

"The last time I checked, this was none of your business." I retorted and she slapped me. I only smirked and turned my head back around from where it had gotten from the slap.

"I'll ask this again, who sent you?" She asked yet again.

"I'm sad to say this, but it was Joe..." I sincerely muttered.

"Who's Joe?" She asked in confusion. I chuckled.

"In case you haven't noticed, you've fallen right into my trap," I told her.

"I think it's quite the opposite. Now, who's Joe? Don't make me ask again."

"JOE MAMA!" I finally got the lock unlocked from behind me that was on my arms and kicked her. She barely avoided the kick, but eventually caught me again.

"Fuck's sake..." I muttered.

"You're pretty new to this, aren't y- is that your phone?" She was cut off by a phone ringing. I took my phone out to see that an unknown number was calling.

"Well...can I pick up?" I asked the woman. I could have hanged up on an anonymous caller, but I was weirdly drawn to this call.

"It's unknown, you can just hang up." She told me with a raised eyebrow. I rolled my eyes and answered the call anyway, getting out of the woman's grip, who was holding me by my waist.

"Who is this?" I asked, hopeful to hear 'Joe'.

"It's Mike, Mike from Derry." The voice on the other line said and it started ringing in my ear and there were black spots in my vision.

"Hello? Y/N?" Mike asked as I fell unconscious. *The woman picked up the phone.

"Uh...Y/N feels sick, she'll call back later..." The woman told Mike.

"WAIT- DON'T HANG UP- NONONONO!" Mike frantically pleaded. The woman hung up the phone anyway.

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*I woke up to see I was in a room, which had dark brown, almost red, painted walls. I looked around to find an exit and there was one door. I bolted up from the couch I was on, trying to open the door, but the knob wouldn't budge. Then the door slammed open, almost hitting me in the face. The woman from earlier came inside.

"I took the USB." She said, with no Russian accent, although she spoke Russian earlier. I checked my suit, if there was no USB, and in fact, there was none.

"Who do you work for?" I squinted my eyes at her.

"I'm not on Vladimir's side. The USB will be taken in and inspected." She replied.

"Who are you?" I asked her.

"I should be asking you the same, you look exactly like someone I know. I'm Natasha Romanoff." She told me.

"Who do I lo-"

"Nat, I made- who is this?" Someone walked in the room. It was a girl that looked exactly like me.

"Y/N, I'm in the middle of interrogating. I'll come downstairs in a second." Natasha replied to her. Y/N? But that's my-

"I promised the guy on the phone you'll call back. You probably should do that now, he seemed pretty concerned about something." Natasha said, giving me my phone. I suspiciously looked at her, but took the phone anyway. Natasha went outside of the room and I called the number back.

"Hello?" I questioned, when Mike picked up.

"Y/N? Oh, thank God. Listen, IT's back. I need you to come back too." Mike frantically told me.

"Listen, Mike, now is really not the time, I-"

"You're a spy, I know. I really need you to come back to Derry." He pleaded. I stopped in my tracks.

"How did you-"

"Your information isn't all that private. You picked the wrong people to work for. Y/N, please-"

"Do I really need to come back?" I asked.

"You know, nobody else will do anything about it. Everyone's gonna be here. Bill, Eddie, Richie, Bev, Ben and Stan." Mike said.

"...shit.." I sighed.

Natasha's POV

Why did they both look the same? They also shared the same name. Could they be the same person?

I shook my head. I've seen too much crazy stuff for this to be surprising. Maybe one Y/N was from an alternate universe? But how could the same person co-exist in the same universe? I had to ask Bruce about this.

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Don't worry, the pop in on the alternate universe won't be that long. I just needed some fourth wall breaking. Don't mind how fucking weird this chapter is. I'm pretty sure all first chapters of these book series are weird and cringy.

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