This story follows IT 2017 and is set after the first Avengers movie.

Disclaimer: Stephen King owns IT while Marvel owns Avengers.

Lukas angrily stormed out of the house, furiously walking on the wet sidewalk, uncaring about the rain soaking his clothes. He had a fight with his Mother, which seems to be pretty often lately since he turned thirteen this year. Her teachings have become more strict and have taken up so much of his time it was becoming harder for him to be a kid for much longer. It's not like he hates her, and while she raised him differently from the other kids, he knows she loves him, she was just intense.

He sighed as he allowed the rain to sooth his anger, never feeling the chill no matter how cold it gets. Turning down a street corner, he was surprised to see a child in a yellow raincoat crouched in front of a storm drain. Squinting his eyes through the rain, he realized the boy was Georgie Denbrough, the younger brother of his classmate Billy Denbrough. But what threw him was that he was talking to something in the storm drain. His eyes widened when an awful feeling welled up inside of him as Georgie moved closer to whatever he was talking to. His body moved of its own accord, his legs sprinting through the rain towards the little boy.

Just as Georgie was about to take back the boat Pennywise was giving back to him, he was snatched up and was carried up the street towards his house. Looking up, he recognized the older kid as his brother's friend, "Lukas!" he exclaimed, but Lukas didn't stop in his running, "Put me down, I was getting my brother's boat back!" Georgie squirmed, wanting to go back to get his beloved brother's boat from the clown.

Once he was sure they were far enough away, Lukas set the boy down, "That little boat means nothing if it costs your life, little boy!" he scolded Georgie, locking his stern eyes with his frightened ones.

"Pennywise wasn't going to kill me, he was giving me back the boat." Georgie explained, his innocent eyes looking up at Lukas whose eyes widened at the name before shaking his head. "He wanted to kill you Georgie." he said firmly holding the boy's shoulders, "Listen to me and listen well, Pennywise is dangerous, he's not human." he locked his intense green eyes with Georgie's, "The next time you see him, run the other way. Stay close to your brother no matter what, do you hear me?" Georgie shakily nodded his head, unable to refuse the scary boy's orders before he was let go.

Lukas straightened himself up, his hand still grasping the other's raincoat, "I'll escort you home, but remember Georgie, do not leave your brother's side." he said as the Denbrough house came into view. He stayed until Georgie entered the front door, the latter waving at him before disappearing into his house.

Lukas ignored the rain as he ran back to his house, the name 'Pennywise' ringing through his ear, the same one he has heard his whole life from the very woman who raised him. He only glimpsed Pennywise for a split second when he was carrying Georgie off, but he can never forget the glowing murderous eyes, chalky pale skin and red hair.

As he got closer to his house, he saw flashing red and blue lights in his part of the neighborhood, making him falter in his steps before he made a mad dash towards where his home is located, praying to God it wasn't happening to his house. Those hopes were dashed when he saw police tape surrounding his lawn, his heart dropping before he slipped under the tape, ignoring the police officers that tried to stop him as he ran into the house.

Water dripped onto the floor as he entered his home, "Mom!" he yelled, catching the attention of the people gathered in the living room, their eyes full of horror and pity. His green eyes filled with tears when he saw a woman laying on the white carpet, her neck was grotesquely ripped apart as though some animal savagely tore it open with their teeth. Pale blonde hair splashed onto the carpet, the beautiful shade stain by her own blood, and blue eyes staring eternally at him.

Lukas felt all color drain from his face, the noise around him becoming silent as tears flowed down his cheeks in an endless stream of grief and guilt. His legs gave out from under him, his conscious barely registering a police officer who was trying to get his immobile body to move. His eyes refused to leave the woman on the floor, the woman who bore him, the woman who raised him, who taught him, who loved him.

He didn't hear their voices, his pain was too loud for him to hear anything but his heartbreak. He felt sick, shock and agony filled his soul to the breaking point. He gritted his teeth until he was sure they would shatter, trying to keep his cries from seeping out. But the pain was too much for him, all he could see was his Mother unmoving, forever staring into the nothingness in front of her.

Unable to keep it inside any longer, he released a scream that could be heard all over Derry, "MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!" his anguished cry filled the whole house, drowning out the rain as he continued to scream. Even when his throat bled, he screamed. Even when officers carried him out, he screamed, blindly reaching for his Mother, crying for her to come back. His pain was heard throughout the neighborhood that gathered outside, their faces full of pain and sympathy for the boy who was robbed of his Mother. Rain splashed his face, mixing with his tears as he was placed in a car and was taken to the hospital.

Her body was wrapped up in a body bag before being lifted onto the gurney and was carried out, passing the fireplace where no one noticed a little sail boat burning among the embers.

The angst in this chapter is really deep. I apologize for any tears that sprang forth. Anyway, I hope you like this, because its not the end.