There was so much energy that Alissa had acquired in a single blood transfusion. Pennywise knew that giving Its blood into Alissa's DNA would make her stronger, but the clown was an evil fool and thought that it could still outsmart her by lies and deception. The clown had no other choice anyway. Her parents' bloodtype supposedly has a different bloodtype except for her mate, whom is Pennywise.
Although the macroverse bound both beings to be complemented with each other, a ritual like this rarely happens. It just so happened that her fate coincided with the ancient evil's-urging Pennywise to be cautious. It knew It had to protect her at all costs.
The rituals are too complex; it was too difficult to begin with, considering that it takes two beings to perform the ritual in a perfect time. This was the greatest challenge for Alissa. This was a challenge she had not discovered yet. This was a challenge that Pennywise did not anticipate, for the foolish and selfish demon thought about nothing but protecting its power.
The clown was standing and gazing at Alissa, unable to say anything.
"Your blood is in me, and you thought you could hide that from me?" She said with no hint of emotion,
Pennywise grimaced, "Oops?" The clown prepared Itself to Alissa's typical enraged rants, but instead of her blowing up, she was quiet. Then, she cleared her throat and muttered a shy "Why?"
This alarmed the clown. She wasn't shouting or angry or anything mean at all. Not even rolling her eyes, the demon noticed.
Alissa quickly thought to herself. Why else? The demon could easily turn into human in a blink of an eye. It did what it had to do. She looked away, "I mean-Th-thank you." Alissa stammered, shy as well.
Pennywise felt her energy. She felt different. She seemed calm and grateful.
"I wouldn't be alive if it wasn't for you." She tried to look at the clown, "So thank you."
"You don't have to-"
"-I mean it." She gulped. She really did. After thinking about it, she wanted to be alive. It was fear the got her. But now, her purpose was clear once and for all. It helps her, and she helps It. They were bound to be interdependent. She was fine with that, "Thanks for having my back."
Alissa thought that she finally got the answer; Pennywise didn't really kill her and it saved her because she really was important to It. She loved that. She accepted her fate and began to love it.
Pennywise stayed where it stood. It didn't want to step closer for fear that her heart would overwhelm It. It could not even speak a word. It did not want Alissa to misunderstand its gesture of giving Its blood to her. But somewhere, in the deepest pit of the evil clown's being, a spark lit up; it was pleasurable and relieving at first, but became internally painful for the clown. It was as if its soul was being eaten inside out for a while.
Pennywise did not allow the spark to be triggered any longer. It reminded Itself Alissa's purpose.
Alissa noticed Pennywise was quiet, "So," she started, "I guess you can stay by the cot tonight?"
It couldn't stay. Not if she still felt this way, not until she disregarded the love that filled in her heart.
"Sleep tight, Alissa."
"Oh." She paused, "You're leaving?"
What did I do? Alissa mentally asked herself. Why does it feel like It's avoiding me? She felt like rolling her eyes after hearing herself think like that.
"'til morrow." It avoided her question again. But right after it spoke, she shouted, "Wait!"
"What if I need help?" It was a stupid question, but it was the first question that she could think of to stall the clown,
The clown snickered and she immediately redeemed herself, "What?" she glared and decided to play Its game, "Don't you wanna play doctor?"
Pennywise instantly stopped snickering and paused, almost mumbling a low 'huh' at her remark. It was tempted to get nearer, but her raging heart was too much for the demon. It was stronger this time, especially now that the second ritual has been done. The clown might have gotten stronger, but their linking connection was too strong. Fear enveloped the clown.
Alissa noticed It's been silent.
"What's wrong?" she had to ask,
Pennywise smiled nervously. It was subtle, but she noticed. "What is it?" she paused, looking at the clown who strangely had been standing there. She had no clue why. She knew she rarely treated It this way, and was somehow upset at the way It acted. Is a demon seriously incapable of even the slightest act of kindness? or friendliness? She didn't understand. Alissa grew more worried.
She sat up completely and noticed Pennywise flinched slightly,
"Pennywise." She spoke and the clown faked a smirk, "Sleep tight." It said,
"Hey. Wait." She glared, upset at It avoiding her. The demon was definitely acting strange. "Is there something you're not telling me?"
Alissa's kindness turned to confusion now. She did not know that Pennywise feared her heart, thinking that it might devour It's evil being.