"i can get you someone else if you didn't like the one I brought."

"what?!" she snapped. "what do you mean?!"

gesturing to the partially eaten body. "you were starving and I made it easy for you by bringing a meal."

her aggression spiked at the plot he made. "you brought him here to mess with me so that I would eat him?!"

In submission to her, he avoided staring and laxed his tall stature. "yes, but its not like he'll be missed. He has quite a record against girls. Not a huge loss to Derry."

"ugh, I don't care! You set this up! This wouldn't have happened!"

"you're not human any more!" he snapped. "you have to eat them to survive now! You're much bigger then them, we are far greater then them! We are gods here and They're all pathetic meat walking around ripe for harvesting!" the two bearing teeth against one another. "why are you holding back? Take what you want and eat them all-" unable to finish when Beverly furiously lashed out.

Dust flying as they roared and slashed at one another. Beverly having the upper hand despite his strength being greater. He still did not want to harm her and took the harsh end of the fight. Torn up and bleeding from her claws repeatedly slashing into him. Forcing him to flee as she would surely kill him if he dared to stick it out for any longer. Leaving Beverly to stand alone as the victor with only a couple slashes and mostly scuffs from thrashing around each other. Catching her breath before looking down at her self. Looking a horrible mess of blood mixed with dirt and other ground gunk.

Turning to the river she cleaned herself enough to not grab attention on her way home. Quickly getting clean and into fresh clothes, steaming mad over what he did. What a way for her day to be ruined. Rushing back to school for her next set of classes before returning by nightfall. Exhausted she worked through what little homework she had before trying to head for bed. Laying in bed stirring up negative thoughts of what IT had said. "you have to eat them to survive now!"

sure she may have already known this, but some part of her was desperate to cling onto the idea this would pass. Maybe sticking around regular foods could still work somehow. If she held off on eating someone long enough maybe her body would accept something else. Then there was that stupid burning ache annoying her. A tension that demanded to be released somehow, but she couldn't just do that.

"fuck, whats wrong with me?" sitting up to rub her face. Her bed feeling so uncomfortable with even a dreadful feeling of being unsafe. That old myth of vampires being unable to enter without permission showing to be untrue. However her last place was a public dorm and this place an apartment. Neither were exactly a one person living space. She wanted a space that was more surrounded then the open bedroom. Cursing that she abandoned a hammock she had in her last place. That somehow worked in making her feel better, but now she had to make due with something else. Ordering another hammock would take weeks to arrive.

The one small enough space she had was the bathroom, but that didn't feel sanitary or safe enough if IT was prowling in her sink again. Thinking it over there was the fabric closet. "that could be too small." thinking it over. "may as well check." rising up to look into the space packed with huge fabric rolls. Taking a while to haul them away to free the small closet. Grabbing her mattress to drag and fold up somehow into the closet in a tight U shape. The space, despite being horribly cramped for most, was turning out quite nicely for Beverly. "i need more blankets to pad out the mattress corners. A bunch of pillows to pad the wall and the door."

questioning what was open or not she rushed out to a home furniture store on a mission to return with a mountain of bedding. Going unnoticed was Pennywise watching from afar as he saw her go out into the night. Wanting to check in on her to make sure he didn't cause too much harm in their fight earlier.

"what is she doing? Hunting?" he wondered, then saw her entering a store. Coming out a while later with all sorts of bedding. "making a nest? Her heat must be picking up. Its going far faster then other females cycles. Her humancy must be affecting it. Should I move in quicker? How short is her cycle and when could the next one be? Would she even have a next one, is this my only small window to create young with her?" anxiety eating at him to pick up the pace in courting, even though rushing would be the worst thing to do.

"she didn't like the last meal I brought. I didn't present it well enough. She got injured because of my stupid selection. Should have known it wouldn't be good to present such hostile food in her condition." he reasoned with himself. "i need to get her another meal, something not as threatening." following Beverly back home to admire her from afar as she unpacked her massive amounts of bedding from the car.

She took hours to carefully set up her new bed space. Layering blankets and pillows back and forth. Burying herself underneath it all to finally feel settled enough for bed. Checking over her alarm clock moved not too far for the time. Disappointed she had only a few hours before it was time to rise. "guess its better then nothing." sighing as she curled up to sleep. Managing some rest for the first time since fleeing LA. The alarm clock awaking her to feel the start of the dreaded day.

"ugh!" she groaned as the ache had turned 5 times worse. Heading straight for a cold shower that hardly did anything. Debating whether she should stay home today or not. Deciding to go anyway and slog through it. Easier said then done when she was getting huge amounts of male attention. Men left and right asking her for dates or some of her time. Complimenting her lovely "perfume" that had increased along with the ache. Saying no all the time annoyed her to be even more stressed. Something her new friends in class noticed.

A few girls she talked to during the masquerade she enjoyed the company of. None of them were snooty toward Beverly when joining their already established friend group. Fun, happy and understanding of how hard each other worked in class. A group Beverly was happy to be a part of that wouldn't turn to drinking late every night as there only way for fun.

During a pause in class a few of the girls sitting nearby began to talk with Beverly. "you look stressed, you doing okay?"

tapping her foot and clicking her pen heavily. "fine."

"been working late?"
"yeah and sleeps been hard."

"we were planning to go to a restaurants anniversary party hosted at the place. We can get you a ticket too if you want to come. We know you like to keep up on work, but seems like you really need it honestly."

"oh, thanks, but I don't think I can. So much to do, you know?"

"come on Beverly, you need a break." another girl spoke up. "sit, relax, have some nice food and maybe dance to some nice fancy music. You have guys falling at your feet, could ask them for a date. There will also be a ton of guys there if you don't like anyone on campus."

"mmm." she hummed in consideration. Finding a guy there seemed really nice to her. All these other ones surrounding her were increasingly annoying. Speaking more excitedly. "yeah, that actually sounds nice. I'll come." smiling at all the girls happy at the news, giving her the time for when the short night event would start.

Beverly made it home to prepare for her night out with the girls. Dressing nicely in an outfit she made of a lovely silver color with hints of black and mixed greys. Driving over to the club to meet at the entrance where they all grabbed there entry tickets to head inside. Sitting at a table to have a lovely meal and slow music before the bar and dance floor fully opened for the party to really begin. While her friends went to dance Beverly stuck it out at the corner of the bar with a hardly sipped drink. Swarmed by many guys trying to get a dance with her. Only to be turned down and shooed off.

There was always something that she didn't like about them. Too desperate, too drunk, stumbling over themselves too much, or reeking of chemicals that she recognized from her hunting of drug dealers. She was aching to take one, but none of them seemed worth it enough. She stuffed a napkin into her still full glass for it to be poured out when the bartender passed by again. standing to go get some fresh air outside on the restaurants fenced off out door area.

Taking in deep breaths of the cold night air in an attempt to settle the annoying ache. Ready to rip her hair out over it she didn't notice another guy approaching. "hey, why you out here and not inside by the dance floor? Not liking the party?"

"not that, I've been stressed is all." collecting herself to not seem too bothered by being talked to. Looking at him her interest perked at the sight of the tall man. Dark slicked back hair, tall with wide shoulders and dressed in a neatly pressed tux.

"ah, you from the nearby college? Been thinking of enrolling, recently moved here."

"yeah, recently got there too. Pretty good school for being in such a small town."

"oh, interesting, why'd you move here? Names Tom Rogan by the way." holding his hand out for a handshake.

Beverly glared at the offered hand. For no reason in particular she snubbed her nose at it. Crossing her arms in a show of refusal to accept it. "reasons, my names Beverly marsh."

her reaction catching the man off guard, his smile breaking momentarily to a frown. Strangely appearing somewhat confused as well, as if her reaction was unexpected. "nice to meet you. … want to come back inside where we can talk someplace warm? You'll catch a cold out here."

"no, I came out here for fresh air." what little interest she had for him being lost to annoyance. The air about him giving off aggression since she ignored his hand. Another layer she couldn't quite decipher being a superiority complex, or a false face to hide whats really him. Either way she smelled the falseness on him and wanted him to go away.

"why, are you sick? Want me to get you-" putting a hand on her shoulder almost having him lose it.

"FUCK OFF!" Beverly snapped. Calming down immediately when she realized she was about to maul this man who hardly did anything. Her extended claws put away before anyone could see them. She didn't say anything else to him, running off from the party. "goddammit!" scolding herself for blowing up like that and almost killing someone in a crowd. Driving back home to be alone with herself.

Pennywise had been watching the failed courting in great interest. Snickering at the vampires failed attempts to charm her. She saw through his smugness right away. All vampires carried themselves like lords and kings, but had the spine of a jellyfish when confronted by anything.

"no competition around, what a shame." Pennywise snickered to himself. Confident he was the only choice he planned how to renovate his nest and how to approach Beverly tomorrow. He had to see her for another conversation along with a presentable meal far better then the last. And he knew exactly what to get.

Hours had passed and Beverly was trying her best to sleep. Especially now that the wave of urging heat had died for its final hour today. It would return, but not for a few days. Laying there in her pile of blankets and pillows she worried about what had happened. She almost killed someone innocent out in the open. The idea going over and over in her mind. She could cover one small death in the night. But one where everybody could see the killing. What if she did go through with it and went on a devouring binge. What if she attacked anybody near by and went on some massacre? She couldn't let that happen, she had to find some way to control this losing battle.

Thinking back to earlier in the day when Pennywise spoke with her. He certainly knew something she didn't, what had happened to her. Why the drastic changes since she left Derry in her younger years. "did he do this as a punishment?" she questioned. "doesn't make sense."

going over his words. "we are far greater then them!"

"we? I cant be like him. I am not like him! I don't eat children and never will!" her thoughts dipping down to "but what if." will she forever have the choice? She had to find out and only he could give those answers.

"ugh!" she spoke to herself in disgust. "i wish I could strangle him! Maybe I will tomorrow morning after getting some answers." rising up from her laying position to fetch some medicine for her building headache. Returning to bed for a difficult sleep into the early morning.

Rising up to drink a hot cup of coffee to the blue morning before anyone else would wake. Not sure exactly how there interaction would go or even where. Dreading the idea of seeing him down in his lair at that hoard pile. Taking her time before finally stepping out into the world to go find him. Instead of heading straight for his lair she followed the warmth in the core of her chest. Surely that would bring her to him faster then assuming where he is or waiting around for him to arrive.

"where is that clown bastard?" she thought after a bit of walking to arrive at a large park. The warmth settling enough that he must be somewhere nearby. Scanning across the park it didn't take too long to spot that strange silver suit lurking in the bushes lining the park. "what is he-" realizing that he was far too close to a children's play ground for comfort and that was child was chasing a particularly rolling away ball. Stopping and going to egg the kid slowly over to where that child eater was hiding in a brush.

Her heart leapt into her throat as she bolted over before the kid could reach the shrub. Tackling and clawing into the clown who hadn't seen her coming. His lure broken and the child unknowingly escaping with his ball in hand. Clawing and shredding into the clown until he fled the scene. She huffed at his fleeing form disappearing into a near by drain pipe. A surge of energy filling her body at successfully winning in a fight over the current space. This was her park now and he would know it too.

"ugh, I was suppose to talk with him. Guess its not like I cant find him another time." shaking her head.

Pennywise had fled after having been so surprised by Beverly pouncing him. "shes being so incredibly territorial, yet it seems her heat has ended. That powerful scent has left her. How much of her will be deadlights and how much of her has stayed human?" grumbling as he looked over his fresh wounds slowly healing. "i cant keep letting her do this. I'll keep losing territory in Derry until she try's to eat me or fully chase me off. I cant let that happen despite not wanting her harmed, I'll have to hold my ground the next time." continuing on his path through the drainage system to his wagon to do a bit of wound care. "the only thing that could placate her is gifts. She still deeply needs a good meal in her starving condition." planning how best to give his next gift.

Time passed with Beverly relaxing at her apartment for most the day. Hopping in the shower to feel more refreshed before leaving. Standing in the hot shower the scent of fresh pine wood and black brewed coffee over powered the freshly poured shampoo in her hand. He was here inside her apartment and that greatly pissed her off. Rushing to wash off and get redressed to confront him. Storming out of the bathroom to race around her place in search of the annoying clown. Finding him to be missing, but his scent leading to the fridge. She stood in the middle of the kitchen staring at the fridge in imagining what he had put inside. Should she open it? Well she had to eventually.

Yanking the door open to find a webbed basket decorated with smaller sun flowers. filled with various pastries she could tell, immediately from their smell, that were filled with meat. The mini crescent meat pies had her mouth filling with drool. "no! I cant eat them! I don't even know who or what they're made from!" thinking about them being possible pies made from children. Yet her stomach painfully growled until she gave in. devouring the whole pie basket before she realized. She groaned in annoyance to herself, and the clown. "I'll find that clown, he'll probably be hunting tonight somewhere." tossing the threaded basket into the trash. Heading out the door to night classes where she met back up with her friends.

"hey Beverly, what happened at the party? You seemed to have just left." one asked.

Beverly trying to seem cheerful. "yeah, I got sick and had to go home." hiding her guilt at almost eating someone there. "Was a really fun party up until then, I really needed the break."

another of her friends mentioning. "you do look a lot less stressed. Get a good nights sleep to?"

"a little more then usual. I can only hope it improves from here on."

all going quiet as the teacher started up the nights class. Beverly having trouble focusing as she planned to confront Pennywise again. Pondering what she would ask him first if she managed to keep him quiet enough. Last thing she wanted was to hear him going on and on about "being better" like their last talk. Calming her nerves at the thought by doodling dresses in her note book. Helping the time fly by a bit faster.

With the sun disappearing from the large window view of the classroom. The class came to a close, freeing Beverly to go out on her mission. Walking through the halls to pass through the empty gym that was just before the parking lot. Stopping just past the door into the night air when the tugging directed her to something near. Rushing to find where the clown was she accidentally ran into someone else after turning a corner.

"oh, sorry!" the two apologized simultaneously. Beverly taking in the view of the man, recognizing him as the one from the party who she almost killed.

"oh, hey." she greeted awkwardly.

"hey." he greeted back. "haven't seen you around much. You only taking night classes? I just joined and that's my schedule."

"ah, not fully. Just every now and again for one class." wanting to keep her conversation short to find the clown somewhere nearby.

While the clown was already looking for her. He wanted to check in and see how she was doing after eating his gift. Hoping she'd be doing a lot better. Shocked to find that idiot vampire courting her again. Didn't he get it the last time that she wanted nothing to do with him. "I'll make sure he gets that hes not welcome here." the clown snarled to himself. Wasting no time in pouncing on the intruder. Mauling and clawing into him thrashing around into a brawl. Beverly wasn't expecting the sudden fight before her. Rushing away to be clear of the incident to not get involved, expecting this to be something the clown set up like last time.

When the weak vampire male fled, Pennywise stood smugly victorious. Thrilled having just done a wonderful fighting display in front of a female. One who ran off shortly after it begun and he had to go find her again. Following her lingering scent back into the large gym where she was hiding under the large bleachers. Beverly caught onto his approach soon after he approached the large benches. He took his approach slowly, not wanting to scare her or start another fight with how aggressive she was already acting.

"we haven't had much a chance to talk." he started. Receiving only a glare from Beverly he continued. "I apologize for the lacking meal I delivered earlier. Did you like the other gift?" he stepped closer.

"stop with the shitty gifts or whatever they really are!" she snapped. "what did you do to me?! Is this all some mocking curse after what I did to you all those years ago?!" her words stabbing into the clowns chest.

"they are gifts and no, this is no punishment. I don't wish to harm you, quite the opposite." getting only further angry glares of suspicion from her. "... i can bring you to something much better-" reaching to take her hand. Having her aggression spike at the personal intrusion. Slashing into him to shove him to the ground. Hooking her claws into him so he couldn't run from her again. He took the brunt of it to stay submissive in the tackle down to the floor. Waiting just long enough for her to calm down before starting up the fight again, back onto their feet.

Shoving him back with a snarl. "whats wrong with me?!" she roared. "what did you do to me, what did you say earlier about the dead lights?!"

"you have deadlights, like me."

"how, when did I get them?!"

"when I showed you my lights years ago. Its never happened before, but you took some from me. Your body was maturing and the lights latched on. They grew with you for all these years, now your just like one of my kind." his explanation freezing up her heart in her chest. "you are a rare female in our dying species. I would be stupid to not take you for a mate."

her frozen heart reigniting at what he mentioned. "what?! Take you as a mate?! How dare you!" readying herself for another fight. "get out of here and don't you dare come near me again!"

"why not-" he couldn't finish before she moved to harm him if he stayed any longer.

"i will never be your mate! Ever!" she roared, slashing into him just as he moved to run. Letting him get away after leaving a few marks.

The clown returned down to his dark dreary water tunnels. Void of all feeling after such a huge rejection. Did he have to accept now that his chances with her were dead? Was it all because of there past or for a more recent mistake? Was his first failed dance the cause? It couldn't be all over, he had to keep trying. She wasn't disappearing anytime soon and neither was he. Even if it would take another billion years he'd keep courting.

Elsewhere the injured vampire had been happily watching the rejection. "hmm, looks like hes out of this fight. She'll be much easier to grab without him. I just have to sneak in between while shes in heat and she'll be all mine. A little distraction, and something to weaken him. If I get rid of him before then, then this whole territory would be mine. She'd have no where to hide when hes gone."

i swear i am still writing. DX
my original story's have just been soaking up most my time. while my fanfics have gotten a more - a sentence at a time - pacing.

KyloRen'sgirl213

i am and thank you. :3

Lexieee

thank you, glad you like it. =]