Fear | Stiles Stilinski

Pennywise

The monster, previously Roman, prowled in the darkest corner of the room, crouching low to the ground as It watched Void stand in the middle of the apartment. It growled lowly, wanting it's mate, but he was gone, it had to protect its mate’s body for when Stiles was back. It had always been able to see through Romans eyes as It sat locked away in its cage, watching the interactions with the humans in distaste. Sometimes Roman would let his other side out, he would let IT out and it would hunt and return to its cage satisfied. Not this time though, It felt no satisfaction, only primal anger as it watched the demon possessing its mate.

“Not quite the reaction I was after.” Void made a noise of annoyance, glancing at the creature prowling the room and glaring at him.

“Mate.” It growled, its voice high pitched and child like.

“You’ll get him back soon enough.” Void rolled his eyes annoyed, groaning at his failed plan. He wanted the Eldritch being to help him cause pain, chaos and strife but all it did was growl and snap at him like a moody child, “just help me out for the mean time. It’ll be fun.”

Within seconds, the clown shaped being was stood before Void, staring down at him maliciously. It snarled, baring its rows of dagger like teeth, its golden eyes gaining a murderous red tint to them.

“Fox.” The being spat in disgust, towering over the demon possessing its mate.

“Clown.” Void grinned, maintaining eye contact and refusing to back down from the deadly stare.

“What should I call you?” Void started to walk, slowly making circles around the clown, no fear in his eyes.

“Pennywise.” The clown growled, it’s demonic appearance stuck in a glare. Pennywise could hear Roman yelling from its cage, begging for Stiles. Another animalistic growl left It before it vanished and reappeared in the darkest corner of the room, going back to prowling as it huffed.

It wasn’t long until the two hellish creatures had company, soft footsteps getting closer before the large metal door was pushed open. An older man, a sheriff, stepped into the room as Pennywise slinked into the shadows unseen, Void grinned.

“Hi dad.”Pennywise cocked its head to the side, staring at the new man as he pulled out a pair of handcuffs.

“You wanna handcuff me?” Void twitched, his voice taking on a more innocent tone as he played the part of Stiles. Pennywise raised its lip and bared its teeth at the imitation but received no attention.

“If my son is still here, if there’s still a part of him standing here in front of me, then he’ll put these on willingly and he’ll come with me because he knows I’m here to protect him from himself and from others.” Void held his hands out, his face taking on a fake sad look as he let the Sheriff approach an handcuff him.

Pennywise grunted, shaking his head and causing the bells on his suit to jingle, alerting the Sheriff to another presence in the room and causing him to jump. Looking around, the Sheriff failed to see anything in the darkness, turning back to his son who looked up with a sly grin and empty eyes.

“You’re not my son.” The Sheriff whispered mourning, stepping back as Void mockingly shook his head and snapped the cuffs easily.

A bunch of people stormed into the room, Stiles’ friends, his pack, and took on a threatening position opposite Void. Pennywise snarled at the werewolves and hunters, its black talon like claws piercing through its gloves as it stepped closer, still shrouded by darkness.

A young girl, Allison, stepped forwards and raised her arm to shoot Void. The group gasped in horror as Pennywise leaped forwards, landing in front of Void protectively and grabbing the electric current that the gun fired. Snarling and baring its teeth in warning as it pulled the gun from her weak, shocked grip. The others all stepped back, their weapons raised as Pennywise crawled backwards, to crouch in an animalistic, protective manner by Void who was laughing at their horrified expressions.

One of the werewolves, Derek, bared his teeth and ran towards Void with his claws raised, Pennywise darted between them again, landing on Derek and pinning him to the ground as it roared in the werewolves face, the red overtaking the gold in its eyes. A gun clicking made it snap its head up, watching with unrestrained anger as one of the hunters stepped forward and raised his gun to Void’s head causing the demon to grin and raise an eyebrow amused. Glancing to Pennywise, Void shook his head warning the clown not to do nothing. He wanted to see what would happen.

“Argent, listen to me. Don’t do this.” Stiles father stepped forwards trying to calm the hunter while Void looked between them in unhidden glee.

“Why not? Ive done it before. Werewolves, berserkers. I can easily add a Nogitsune to the list.” The Sheriff raised his gun to Argents head, Pennywise took this moment of shock to slowly slither off Derek and move to stand hunched over Void’s back protectively. Pennywise' frame easily towing over the human body.

“You’re not going to shoot my son.” Void made a mock shock face, tilting his head as he watched, Pennywise grinning wide at the fear radiating of the sheriff. Maybe it could have a little bit of fun.

“You said it yourself, Sheriff. That’s not your son.”

“Put it down.”

“Dad he’s going to shoot me. He’s going to kill me, dad.” Void whimpered, putting on the Stiles act, ignoring as Pennywise growled into his back. Void subtly put his arm back, using his strength to stop Pennywise darting forwards to intervene, shocking the ancient being at the pure strength the fox held.

“Don’t listen.”

“Put it down. Put. It. Down. Now! Do it, put it down!” Void turned his attention from the Sheriff as he grew desperate, turning to Agent.

“Pull the trigger. Shoot me” Pennywise let out a low, deadly growl at Void’s words, moving its body in front of the gun as it snarled. 

As soon as the yelling started between them, Argent looking ready to pull the trigger, Pennywise had enough. Roaring, Pennywise grabbed Void and sped him into the corner of the room, moving to stand in front of the annoyed Void protectively as the others turned in shock, finally putting their guns down as they watched Pennywise curl its body around Void and snarl at them in warning. They froze confused, even more confused when they saw Void yelling at the clown to move, trying to break the free of the grip but unable to.

“Get off me you pathetic-“ Void was cut short when Pennywise turned and snapped its teeth threateningly in his face, growling and muttering ‘mate’. Seeing the interaction, believing his son to be in danger, the Sheriff fired his gun into Pennywise’s back, his eyes wide when it simply turned and growled, no harm done to it.

Void, using the distraction, slipped out of the protective hold, rolling his eyes before straightening up, “I’m glad you all have your guns out. You’re not here to kill me,” Void trailed off, backing away as dark shadows appeared signalling the Oni’s arrival, “you’re here to protect me.”

The pack jumped into action, forming a circle around Void as they started to fight the demon ninjas, an annoyed and worried Pennywise grabbing Void and disappearing from the fight.

A/N - It's taking awhile to write this because I'm not sure how I feel with the direction I'm taking the story by adding in the form of Pennywise. Let me know what you think.