Where IT waits
A cross over between NCIS and Stephen King's IT.
Tony had forgotten part of his childhood… he had to other wise he would never had felt that urge to go running back to fulfil the promise he made. Just like the six others, they were all heading back because IT was waking up.
Prologue
Summer 1979, Maine
The rain always drizzled, that drove him mad enough without having to look out the window to see the turning of the leaves.
Summer would always be hot, the good kind of hot and every year it would peak and then die down just as quickly as it came.
But when those leaves changed, boy was you in for some washed out afternoons. It barely rained, it drizzled like a runny nose.
But this summer was different, it was in the air, it was on the news in all the papers… it was even spoken in passing by everyone who lived in that small town outside Maine.
It wasn't the weather that made the summer different, it still rose to it's peak and it would drop back down… though the drizzle started to hit towards the end of the summer it wasn't anything different about that.
No this difference came along when the seven of them joined together… to form some club, it wasn't a losers club- no none of them were losers- it was… an outsiders club.
No one had spoke those words out loud, but they knew it all the same.
This was the summer of IT, IT didn't have to stand out in the streets and scream it's return nor did IT have to plaster the whole town with flyers, like the club name it was just known.
The way the children would step cautiously around the drains or sewers, how they would go in groups instead of their own to the standpipes out by the edge of the town and by the way the children were not so neatly disappearing.
Some 'sicko' Chief of police Clancy Myers had declared that blistering hot summer day as cameras flashed in his face and pens scribbled short hand across the yellow legal pads.
And the adults lapped it up… it explained everything or near enough for them in their prefect grown up world.
But to the kids it didn't scratch the surface… the word monster had never been branded around the school yard nor told when the lights dimmed but it was at the forefront of their minds. Tricking them to see IT lingering in their closets or under their beds just waiting for them to be alone just so IT could eat them up and spit out what remained.
IT didn't need to wait under the beds or the closets, why when the whole town near enough belonged to IT, why would it have to hunt when it's prey would wander into it's nest and just about lay down with an apple in their mouths.
But this summer, this summer wasn't going to be IT's turn, sure it made IT's presence felt and IT began it's feast just like it did in 1949...1919...1889...1859...1829.
But IT's hunting days were going to end abruptly for thirty years by seven children who had no idea that forces (a turtle) beyond them were pulling and plotting just so they would find each other and so they would be able to face IT.
Please don't ask me where this came from... I'm reading the book 'IT' and then NCIS came on and for some reason I began to think what would come if the two ever met. Clowns are more scarier then i ever thought. R&R if you want to read the rest or if you think I'm just going a little insane.