Okay guys! So I've decided to start the sequel to Monophobia on behalf of Halloween! I figured it would be the best time since this story might be a little longer considering it's mostly involving Sasha and Pennywise now. So unfortunately we won't be seeing any of the Losers in this story unless in some flashback scenes maybe but that's it. Also I would like to address ahead of time that this story might be a bit more graphic in terms of sexual and mature content since it deals with only adults. I'll try to upload as soon as I can later on today! :)


"You hear about the homicide over on 5th avenue?" the pharmacist asked

Another man buying the paper looked up at him and shrugged, "nothing new around here."

The owner of the stand nodded, "yeah, but I heard this one was messy."

The man opened the paper to see it on the front page, Three Employees of Local Bar Brutally Murdered

"Their bodies were in pieces, some of em' you couldn't even tell what or who they were," the owner added

A person in a hoodie walked into the store, their face wasn't visible, the two men noticed the mysterious customer but continued their conversation.

"What the hell could have done that?" the customer asked

The owner leaned over the counter, "I heard the Romanoff gang was involved."

At this, the mystery customer's head quirked, turning their attention more towards the two men.

"I thought that satanic prick died, its been three years since he was last seen."

The owner nodded again, "Yeah, but his kid aint dead. Seems like it's got something to with the Capello family, was one of their bars."

"Wasn't there two? A brother and a sister?" he asked

"Yeah but he's been gone too, ever since Romanoff went missing. Gotta be involved with each other."

The customer paid the pharmacist, "Shame, he was a good kid. Knew em' both. Now you don't ever see her, it's just her workers who handle the business."

The owner closed the register and placed his elbow back on the counter, "Probably best she avoids the Romanoff family anyway. I heard he's not too happy."

Both men heard the doorbell ring as they watched the figure exit the store. They looked at one another and shrugged, wondering who it was in the first place.


The figure walked through the dark alleys of the city, lifting their gloved hand to grab their hood. Sasha revealed her face, she glanced around carefully at her surroundings and made her way to another one of her brother's bars. She walked in the back way and met up with one of her brother's employees, Jimmy. He was a younger man with light brown hair and was average height. He was someone Sasha's gained trust over the past few years. He was loyal and a good friend of her brother before he passed away.

He greeted Sasha with a smile, "Hey Sasha."

Sasha walked into the light and returned the favor with a small smile, "Hey Jimmy."

He watched her and looked around, "why are you walking around here this late at night?"

She placed her hands in her pocket, "I needed to stretch my legs."

Jimmy watched her before opening the door, she could hear music from the club upstairs. She always remembered Jonathan's establishments always attracting tons of people and she was happy to know that they continued to welcome more in certain bars. Although with the recent murders, she suspected the income losing its customers out of fear. This bar in particular was in a much nicer area than the rest, it always had younger wealthy customers who were looking for a good time.

Sasha headed upstairs into her brother's office, she appointed Jimmy in charge of most of her bars, it was her brother's legacy and she knew he would do his best to keep it that way.

"How have you been holding up?" he asked as they walked up the stairs

She shrugged, "I've been fine."

Jimmy sighed, he knew every time Sasha said that she always meant the opposite, "how's the shop?"

Sasha decided to turn one of her brother's buildings into a bookstore. For some reason literature was always something that relaxed her. So, she thought it would keep her both out of trouble and give herself more of a normal life if she took up one of her hobbies a lot more seriously.

"It's been quiet," she smiled

Jimmy smirked, "and that detective? Is he still coming to visit you?"

Sasha rolled her eyes and looked at Jimmy, "maybe."

Jimmy shook his head slowly, "When's the last time you've been on a date?"

Sasha quirked her head in deep thought, "a while."

Jimmy opened the office door and allowed Sasha to walk inside, "that's right, some mystery man you refuse to talk about."

She sat down in her brother's leather desk chair, "I'm not in the mood for a relationship right now."

Jimmy raised his hand and smiled, "you've got plenty of time anyway, it's not like we age."

She chuckled and leaned back in the seat, looking at the various pictures of herself on her brother's desk, "you haven't gotten rid of these?"

Jimmy furrowed his brows, "I don't think Johnny would want me to do that."

She smiled at Jimmy's respect to her brother, she didn't trust really anyone besides Jimmy. So, she was happy she had him there to keep her sanity at bay.

"What are we going to do about the killings?" she asked

Jimmy leaned against the window, reaching down to grab two cigarettes and hand her one, "we stock up on better security. Make sure all workers are alerted to keep watch."

She lifted her hand and grabbed the blunt while Jimmy lit it with his lighter and then his. Sasha took a puff and blew out the smoke through her nose.

"Are you gonna' be okay?" she asked

Jimmy looked at her and smiled, "I'll be alright, don't worry about me. It's you I want to keep an eye on."

She smirked and looked out the window, "what's his name?"

Jimmy looked at her, "who?"

"Romanoff's son," she replied

Jimmy rolled his eyes at the sound of this man, "Aiden, he's a cocky son of a bitch."

She ran her fingers through her silver hair, "Yeah but he's dangerous and too happy with me."

Jimmy nodded, "Yes, which is why we have to stock up on better security, especially with you."

She didn't say a word, she only took another drag from her cigarette and placed it in the ash tray. Jimmy sighed and knelt in front of her.

"It's gonna' be okay, I'll handle It don't worry," her eyes shot up to his, remembering those very same words come out of her brother's mouth.

Jimmy placed a hand on her shoulder, "We'll stop him. I promise."

She let out an exasperated breath, "I knew this was coming, I just didn't think it was real until now."

He stared at her, "well now we have to figure out where he is and keep you out of his reach."

She nodded, "okay."

Jimmy observed her, her leg was anxiously shaking, "are you still taking those prescriptions?"

She looked up at him and then quickly off to the side, "No."

He narrowed his eyes, "Good. Those drugs are not good for you Sasha."

She didn't respond and only stared at the floor, nodding slowly.

Jimmy put out his cigarette, "C'mon, I'll take you home."