Through the Eyes of It

This is my first ever story so please be nice, though constructive criticism is appreciated. This story has been rated M as there will be violence as it is based on a horror story that scared many people half to death. There is a lot of OOC but when I can stick to the facts I will. And the whole time frame is not correct anything that was mentioned in the novel is as close to possibly right. I of course own IT, I merely use the pseudonym of Stephen King to hide my identity. This story is rated M for a reason there is VIOLENCE and COARSE language.

Thanks to tash (hopeless lady dreamer) for giving me IT to read, she is the one to blame for all those who hate this story.

Hello there. My name is Bob Gray and this is the story of my life from MY point of view. Not from that of those stupid kids, who were accurately called the Losers for good reason. They are so blinded by the whole killing is wrong crap. They kill things, I have seen these humans, on all the years that I have been alive killing many things, killing each other, those that are weaker or more different. They don't do anything with the bodies, they just bury them, if you are killed by a human, chances are you gave your life in vain. It was wasted, nothing was gained when you died.

So where should I start? Well I was hatched out of an egg many many years ago. I walked the earth with dinosaurs and I ate many of them. Not the big T-rexes, they always gave me heart burn as they were too big. I preferred the smaller ones like the ones that eat that girl in The Lost World.

I don't remember my early years, I was created in the Macroverse, a void outside of the planet earth. I am unaware how I came to be part of Earth, all I know is that I awoke before the Christian….I don't know what you would call him, you humans but his name was Jesus. He wasn't a bad guy..really. Though I couldn't help but mess up his life a little bit. You know the guy who betrayed him? Judas from memory I believe, I told him to betray Jesus. People like Jesus get power too quickly and when they do they suck up all negative energy and turn people like me into fucking girl guides selling cookies at some man's door.

I was around when the old boy was born. I was in the barn watching his mother give birth. Nasty stuff that birth thing, lots of blood, pain and crap and all you get is a little shit to show all that effort you go threw! Call me stupid but what moron does that for no reward, especially when you get a kid like Jesus..

Mary was screaming her head off the whole time. They make it sound so nice in the bible but I was thinking of eating her, the husband and the kid just so I could get some sleep. But they bought the three wise men, people wonder why they were never heard from again after seeing the little guy, I ate them when they left the barn.

I knew this Jesus guy was special. He had that funny smell. But he was a typical teenager, annoying as hell, he almost didn't make it thought to make bread and fish come from the sky, his mother almost killed him.

Well I suppose you want to know how I killed Jesus indirectly? I instructed Judas to betray him. I intrusted him and he went and talked to the fucking Romans, useless idiots, only thing they ever did was invent ice cream.

I crept up behind Judas, while he was outside meditating or some shit like that. I talked to him and out thoughts in his mind. I told him that if he was to go to the authorities and tell them what was happening he would be rewarded. He was a bit harder to crack but when I slipped in that it was a test set by Jesus that only a person that truly cared about humanity was worthy to be at his right hand side. So his mind was not that hard to crack and it did not take long before he ran off to some Roman to tell them what evil was being spread.

Though in a way I'm sure he helped humanity, we don't need any more people like Jesus in the world and the longer he was around the more people that would have gotten his message, he's like a virus.

He was taking away the next day, yelling messages of goodwill and that kind of crap, like God would have vengeance, he was wrong, God did not create the universe, there isn't even a god, the universe was created by a stupid Turtle vomiting it up, not as glamorous but closer to the truth. Though there was also a little bit of the old weed hanging around, yes the "messiah" was nothing more then a pot smoking hobo who really could have done with a shower every few years.

I was there when he was crucified, what a baby he cried his eyes out, you wouldn't think he was a man at all. He blubbered the whole time like a tap. Though we didn't have taps then. He could have solved the entire water crisis time in Australia, there in drought at the moment for those who didn't know that.

He took a little while to die, I thought one of the other crucifiees would kill him from all that annoying noises he made about forgiveness and all the gospel stories he was able to tell. Ok, he didn't have much else to do while he was hanging there but come on, have some respect for the dying, they don't really care what some random guy who needs a shave and a breath mint thinks.

I spent my initial years on this planet in a hole eating animals as I was not strong enough to eat a human. Even though humans are incredibly stupid, it does take some skill to catch and eat them. I was less then 8 human years before I could manage a whole one myself. I would practise on rabbits and other small mammals, reptiles don't taste all that nice.

I won't bore you with stupid details like where I was born and when, all I can tell you is that it was a long time ago and in a place far away from wherever you are. My parents I don't know, I'm not aware I have any. I will however tell you about my first kill which I am very proud of.

You may not have realised but I love to kill. I love choking the life out of something and eating it. To feel the life slowly seep out and to be able to consume it and make it part of my body. Killing also has a thrill in it, a rush that no drug can give you, ecstasy has nothing on killing a real thing, the feeling is unimaginable.

It was a very, very long time. I believe I was in a place that is now called Africa. I was walking around, I was appearing as a native man and I looked quite athletic and fit then. I was hungry and I was getting curious about eating people, what it would taste like and how I could do it.

It was a boy who would be my first victim, he was about 15 years old and had a nice physique. He was collecting water from a river. I strode over to him and spoke. I asked if needed help carrying water back to his village. He declined politely. I was thinking, this was harder then I imagined. I walked off, not defeated but I had met a barrier, a barrier that had to be destroyed.

So I took another form in the forest. A little girl, about 6 years old. He was a nice boy, I could see it and he had a heart of gold and who could resist a little innocent girl that was about to have her family killed by a stranger in the village.

I ran towards him look dishevelled and a general mess. I was screaming my little lungs out. He turned around, as I predicted he would. I ran to him sobbing. "I'm sorry mister, but there is a madman in the village, he is about to kill my family".

So of course the unsuspecting idiot chased after me. I "fell over" and he bent down to scoop me up. I grabbed his shoulder and smiled evilly. He looked confused. I pulled myself up. Looking him in the eye hard and chuckled in a girlish laugh. "You should be more careful who you follow home. Some might want to knock that handsome face of its shoulders." I didn't waste any time. I grabbed one arm and ripped it out of his socket, the way I would when I meet Georgie Denborough on that fateful night. He looks at me like he can not believe what he is seeing. "What kind of a monster are you?" he asks. "The mind that eat you slowly and leave you screaming I reply". In one swipe I ripped his head off. The tendons came with it and it made a screeching sound and crack as the bones in his neck snapped into tiny little bits. The muscle made to stretch and then came apart like an ockey strap and snapped like the tendons.

With that I began to feast, I slowly ate him, I enjoyed every last moment as well. Human taste different to animal, there is more life and virility. The meat is nicer as well, more tender and with a stronger more pleasant flavour. The blood isn't anywhere near as vile as that of a bird. A lot sweeter, like a red wine that's a bit off.

That first human never tasted so nice, it's a shame eating and changing shape takes a lot of energy. If I had a mother they would say "see things always taste better when you work for them". They are right, it does. Off to sleep of that long meal, but I will be back to continue my life story.

A/N well for those of u who actually read that..please review, flames keep me warm and let me no how to remove, oh and btw im an atheist and not a racist so please no one take offence it's all a bit of fun. I'd appreciate any positive comments, so I wont go emo. Thanks anyways

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