Welcome to Part 1! I was inspired after seeing the new Stephen King It movie, this story will take elements from that as well as the 1990 miniseries and book. With the Twilight girls in the roles of the kids, all at least being 18. Some chapters will be a bit smutty.

Forks, Washington seemed like any other town in America; it had kind of that old rustic feel, it seemed trapped in time. Bella Swan was sick in bed. It was raining hard out. Her senior year if high school would be starting soon, she had mixed feelings. She hadn't even dated anyone, she was painfully shy and still retained a stutter from her youth.

Her younger sister, Jane was getting ready to go to a birthday party. No one was able to drive her, their father the local sheriff was at work. Jane herself had just turned 16 a couple weeks earlier. She didn't have that long of a walk but she dreaded it with the gusts of wind and flooding in some parts of town.

"J-J ane," Bella stammered, "W-why would s-she h-have it today?"

Bella was helping her wrap the present since she cared more about it than Jane seemed to. Jane shook her head, "I don't know...well to be honest she did have a sleepover the night before but I wasn't invited."

Bella frowned, "H-how come?" Jane was a nice girl, she was likely the nicest girl her age that bellsacould tell from any way. Jane hadn't been to a sleepover in quite some time. It seemed like Jane knew the reason why but Bella decided not to probe any further.

Jane admired the purple wrapping paper her older sister picked out. The creased edges. Bella was running out of tape. "There should be some more in the a-a-attic."

Jane hated the attic, it was creepy; she knew Bella purposely put it up there. "Why do you always do that?"

Bella smiled, "S-scared?"

Jane swallowed her pride and walked out into the hallway. She pulled the dangling cord and the stairs popped down. She hated that dark hole, it was like an empty void. Climbing up was no better. It was so musty and hot up there. If she saw a rat or anything up there she would just die. Bella was amused by the shuffling around going on up there, if she wasn't bed ridden she'd fold the stairs up and close the trap on her.

Jane scurried down with the new roll of tape and sealed the attic once more. She shuddered returning to Bella. "I'm not doing that again!"

"Ok!" Bella laughed. She finished taping up the gift. Jane hugged her before heading outside.

"Thanks, Bells, you're the best!" Her raincoat zipped up and hood on, "This is going to suck!"

"Be careful! Text me when you get there!"

Jane ventured outside; the wind almost took the screen door. She ran for it as the wind changed direction. Sections of their street were blocked. She tried to find cover, making sure she didn't drop her gift in the process. The purple box was wrapped in a bag, it could easily slip out from under her arm at any given moment. Lightning. She was such a scaredy cat. She wanted to find cover but there was none to be found. A tree but she knew that might not be a smart move. Just when she thought of this the very tree she was staring at had one of its branches hit by lightning. It happened so fast that she jumped and so did the bag. She noticed a little too late because now the bag with gift inside was floating down a flooded zone and headed for the storm drain. She ran after it. When it looked like all hope was lost someone reached down and saved it.

Jane couldn't see who it was at first, a young woman with long jet black hair covering her face. She had no raincoat, her shelter seemed to be under this old orange tarp left over from construction on the street.

"Thank you!" Jane said, running up to her. That's when she saw who it was. This young woman in her 20's, she hadn't see her in quite some time, not personally of course but she was a follower. She had these cat ears on her head, made of felt and attached to a headband. Deep mascara was running down her face from the rain. She wore a tight blue tank top and frilly black skirt. Her breasts were obviously squeezed together in a pushup bra to make them look even bigger than they were. Her pale skin shuddered, ice cold no doubt.

"You're...You're Miss Hannah Minx!" Jane exclaimed.

"Yes, I am!" The woman laughed; it was still hard to believe she could be so ecstatic and friendly during such a downpour.

"But...no it can't be you. You haven't made videos in like forever...you disappeared," Jane was questioning her own sanity. "I...I...I'm a huge fan. My sister is too!"

"Oh? Where is your sister?"

"She's sick..."

Hannah Minx got close to her, comforting her with a smile with those seductive lips painted in Ruby red. "That's too bad...I love meeting fans...what's your name?"

"Jane...wow...it really is you..." The two big blue eyes among other noticeable assets were a give away.

Hannah invited her under the tarp. She had more questions of course. "Why are you in Forks, Washington? It doesn't really seem like your kind of place..."

"Perfect place to lie low...actually I'm thinking you can help me with that."

Jane couldn't explain the bad feeling she had at the pit of her gut, "I should really get going."

"Oh? Birthday party?" She asked, looking back down at the gift she rescued, "Must be *some* friends."

Jane frowned and lowered her head, "Not really."

"Hey...," Hannah lifted her chin, "Chin up," she made Jane's smile return.

Jane wanted to reveal a secret to her but it just didn't seem appropriate," Can I tell you something? I've always kind of had a crush on you...," she looked away bashfully.

Hannah raised an eyebrow, "Oh? How sweet. I would much like to kiss you, Jane-san." Jane liked her use of name mixed with Japanese like from her show. "I've always had a thing for blondes."

"I didn't know you liked girls...but I'm only 16... I don't want to get you in trouble, Hannah."

Minx shook her head, "No trouble, Jane-san. Age is only a number...," she purred into her ear and locked lips. Jane had never been kissed before, a kiss with someone no matter how small of celebrity status was always a dream and this was almost just that. The back of her mind told her something was off about this encounter but she kept telling it to shut up.

The rain had soaked Miss Hannah Minx's top, she knew that Jane liked it like that, "Look at that. I'm all wet..." Jane always wondered what she might look like naked, Hannah was always such a tease and in real life too apparently. "You like these silly things, huh, Jane?"

"Uh, huh," Jane nodded.

"Well, they really like you too...I think you should get aquainted," she pulled Jane in close. Instead of taking her tank top off like she might've thought something else happened. Hannah 's midsection moved, like there was something moving around inside of her. Jane had no time to back away, the woman's arms wrapped around her like tentacles. Her face had also changed, her eyes were completely red with no pupils and teeth sharp like animal fangs. Hannah's chest opened up and rows upon rows of teeth were inside ready to consume a whole body. It made this hissing noise. Jane couldn't make any noise, her body was being squeezed so tightly, ribs breaking, lungs collapsing. It was all over for Jane.

School was let out for March break. While everyone made plans far away from Forks, Bella was still obsessing over Jane. Her bedroom was across the hall from hers so it was impossible getting a good night's sleep. Her father of course wanted her to keep her mind off of her, go out and try to have a regular teenage life so long as it didn't involve breaking the law or getting drunk. As the local sheriff he had his hands full during the break with all of these young people around and the disappearance of his youngest.

Really her only close friend was Jessica and she wasn't leaving town either, she wanted to stay and get Bella to snap out of it. Bella relented and decided to meet with her the morning of their official start of their break. Her friend let herself into the house while Bella changed, completely unaware she invited herself in.

Jessica Stanley was kind of a loudmouth and could be obnoxious at times. Bella was the only one that put up with her jokes and odd behaviour. Jessica wasn't like most of the girls her age. She was the shortest in her grade, she tried acting bigger than she was. She tried out for every team but was almost always dismissed normally based on her size instead of performance. She did get on the rugby team for a brief time before getting humiliated by mean girls led by Victoria Bowers whom made everyone in town's life miserable including Bella's since she was fairly young. She pantsed Jessica in front of everyone on the field during practise knowing full well that she wasn't wearing anything under her shorts that day."She knew you were better than her," Bella assured her.

Jessica was rooting through Bella's fridge, drinking milk straight from the carton. Bella came downstairs. Her hair was a mess but it always had been. She was at least dressing like she was leaving the house for once, long sleeved shirt and designer jeans, a contrast to Jessica ' s tank top and shorts.

"J-J -Jessica? W-what are you d-doing h-here?"

"You said 8:30, dude."

"I...I know. B-b-but."

Jessica put her hands on her shoulders and looked at her directly, something that pained Bella to do. "Listen to me, Bella, we're going to do everything together today. We're going to the mall so...is your tank full?"

Bella shook her head, "D-Dad 's not giving me the truck until a-after graduat...grad...ating."

Jessica sighed, "Wheels will get us babes, Bella!"

"Jess..."

Jessica was already outside waiting for her to hurry up. Bella followed her outside rather slowly as if leaving her house, her safe zone would mean certain death. Jessica jokingly made lewd comments as they walked. "You should've seen Alice Brandon yesterday, you could almost see right through her top!" She touched her chest, imagining her nipples sticking out, "She has such a nice rack!"

One of the biggest things that turned people away from Jessica was that she identified as bisexual , quite openly in fact; though Bella had never heard her say anything about guys she liked or leered at one once. Jessica was convinced Bella was closeted and tried to get her to admit to it once; not because she wanted to get with her, she knew her and Jane her whole life so it would be weird.

"I-I w-wish you wouldn't say that s-stuff."

"What? Rack? We all have one, Bella!"

"Y-you know w-what I mean," she tried to say sternly.

"Oh, sorry, Bella! I didn't realize you were so in love with Alice Brandon!" She purposely yelled out loud. Bella tried to cover her mouth. Jessica laughed uncontrollably.

"T-that's not f-f-f..."

"Ffffffffuuuunnny?" She mocked, "I know!"

They walked for a few minutes and Bella realized that Jessica forgot all about their plan. "What about..."

"What?" Jessica turned to her and frowned. Bella looked so lost, "The sewer? You're still serious about that?" Bella nodded. "You mean you wouldn't rather go to the mall and check out some of the nice ass on display?" Bella shook her head while looking down, "We can hit up the arcade after..." Bella remained looking down. Jessica groaned and took her arm, "Come on!" They walked to the Barrens where Bella believed that if there was a chance that Jane's body ended up going any where it could be out there.

Elsewhere, Angela Weber was running for her life. Her pursuers were Victoria Bowers, Rosalie Hale and Leah Clearwater. Being the new girl she was a target and a very lanky one at that. She moved there from out of state only a few short weeks ago. Her father had become one of the town's ministers, a man of Mexican descent, for the most part mild mannered though could show a dark side and her some times overbearing mother, an older Italian woman that was practically an agoraphobic.

It didn't help much that Angela wore thick glasses with unusual frames and spent most of her time in the library. The library was going to be her sanctuary for spring break. First she had to lose Victoria and her gang but the odds were against her.

"Come here! Pussy! Pussy! Pussy!" Victoria called.

Angela got herself cornered. Leah and Rosalie held her over a guardrail. It was a long drop down below. Victoria had other plans for her though, she got up close with her switchblade; she liked pretending she was in one of those old grindhouse movies like 'Faster, Pussy cat! Kill! Kill!'

"What are you going to do to her, V?" Rosalie asked.

"I was thinking of cutting this chick's nipples off!" The three laughed.

Angela was shaking, "Please, don't!"

Victoria held the blade up to her face, "Shut up, new girl! You don't get a say in any of this!" If they gave psych evaluations in this town, Victoria would pass with flying colors...at being completely psychotic that is. It seemed that as the daughter of a cop gave her an even freer pass than Bella Swan.

"Why don't you cut her whole tits off!" Leah cackled.

"I've got a better idea!" Victoria looked Angela up and down, "How about I carve my name into her?"

The girls laughed while Angela squirmed, making things even more uncomfortable. "Turn her around!" She ordered. Her minions obeyed, turning Angela around. Victoria pulled her pants down. The girls squeezed and spanked her naked rear.

"It's a shame I gotta do this! Cause damn that's a nice ass!" She said licking her lips pervertedly.

Angela winced as she she was pushed over the rail, butt in the air. "What did I do?"

"I know you've been checking me out you lesbo!"

"I'm not!" Angela argued, "I'm not gay!"

"Yeah, right!" Rosalie cackled.

"You could've fooled us!" added Leah.

"I'm going to cut you a new asshole! Hold her down!" Victoria Bowers prepared to write her first name into the left cheek but before she could cut into the skin, Angela managed to kick Leah and slip away from Rosalie. She tumbled down the hill.

"FUUCCCKKK!" Victoria shouted, "WE'RE COMING FOR YOU BITCH!"

More soon! Tell me what you think if you get the chance!