*Chapter 1: 30 Years...*

A storm is coming to Derry. It came out of nowhere, but it made children want to come back in their homes. A little girl, Laurie Anne, is riding her tricycle to her front lawn while singing Itsy Bitsy Spider. After playing with her friend down the block, the clouds form in the sky and thunder was heard. That was when Laurie Anne had to leave.
Just as Laurie Anne picked up her doll, she hears children giggling around her. She turned to see her mother's laundry hanging up to dry. Behind the sheets, there was a clown. Smiling at her.

"Hi." He spoke. Laurie Anne couldn't help but to smile back. But frowned when the clown gave her a snarl. She didn't get a chance to scream when the clown lunge at her to eat her.

XX

After Laurie Anne was attacked, the body was taken away from the front lawn. Her mother was devastated. The cops tried to comfort her. Mike is at the crime scene. He looked down to pick up the soak doll.
Coming towards Mike was a man name Georgie. He only has one arm.

"What happened?" He asked.

"A child was attacked. This is the 6th murder." Mike said to him. "George, you know what this means?" The young man didn't want to believe who killed the child, but he must. Georgie nodded. "It's happening again. Time to call the others." Mike said.

"I know." Georgie said. The two left the crime scene. Georgie was scared. Not only that IT had returned, but he is worried about his daughter's safety. And he remembered 30 years ago when his favorite babysitter had saved his life. It all happened when Belle Whitehurst saved Georgie from the clown...

*30 Years Ago*

Belle Whitehurst is a young beautiful woman living in Derry. She had light brown hair, light green eyes. She is wearing a white dress with a red knitted jacket, black tight, and red high heels. She works at the library as her main job, and she babysits some children in this town. She is like a guardian of them. An angel.
Belle was driving home from work on a rainy day. The weather had been strange. Yesterday there is no cloud in a sky, and today it's raining. As she was driving home, she spotted a child in a rain jacket, leaning in the sewer drain, reaching for something. Belle stopped the car and got out.

"Are you okay?" She asked. But the child let out a scream. He tries to pull his arm away, but something is grabbing him from inside the drain. The boy is Georgie. Belle babysit him the most. "Georgie?!"

"Help me!" Georgie cried out. He then let out a scream of agony. Belle rushed over to him to pull him, but notice blood. His arm is gone! Georgie is crying. Belle tried to get up, but she felt something grab her ankle. Belle gasped as she sees a gloved hand.

"Let go of me! Let go!" Belle yelled. Georgie tried to crawl away with one arm, bleeding. Belle could see gold eyes in the sewer drain, and she could hear growling. What was down there? Belle turned to the boy who is bleeding to death. She had to act fast. She uses her free leg to kick in the drain. Her high heel shoe kicks something or someone, in the face. The yell is heard, releasing Belle's ankle.

"Belle...help..." Georgie pleaded, getting light headed. Belle came over to him, pick him up and place him in her car. Not caring the blood is staining the back seat. She found a spare towel to use to wrap around the socket of Georgie's arm.

"I'll take you to the hospital. Just hang on, Georgie." Belle said, rushing to her driver's seat. She started to drive away. "Stay with me. You're gonna be okay." She didn't hear Georgie reply to her. His eyes are shut. "Shit." Belle drove down the street, not caring if she is speeding. A child is at state.
Below the sewer drain, an unhappy figure watched the car take off in a hurry. His left eye is bleeding from that shoe. He growled.

"That little bitch shouldn't have done that." The figure spoke. "And how dare she for interfering with my prey. She will pay for this..." He disappeared in the shadows, forming a plan to get back at Belle.

After calling the parents, Georgie was sleeping peacefully in bed at the hospital. The good news is that he didn't die from blood loss. Thanks to Belle, he is gonna be okay. Mrs. Denbrough and her husband rushed in the room to see their son. Belle stood by the window drenched from the rain.

"Oh, George. My little boy." Mrs. Denbrough spoke, caressing her son's hair. She looked up at Belle. "Thank you so much for saving my little boy, Belle." She came over to embrace Belle. Mr. Denbrough looked over at her.

"How did this happen?" He asked.

"...I wish I knew." Belle said. She isn't sure if she could tell the parents about her being grabbed by a gloved hand. She believed it could be an animal. But, it is not an animal. There is something down there. But what? A policeman stood by the doorway.

"Excuse me. Sorry to interrupt, but I need to speak with Miss Whitehurst." He said. Belle walked around the bed and left the room to talk to the officer. They stood by the hall. The policeman took off his hat. "So brave of you to save a child, Miss Whitehurst. Do you see anything down in the drain?"

"No." Belle lied. "When I pulled Georgie, his arm was torn off. I...didn't see anything." She felt bad for lying, but at the same time, she really doesn't see what it was. The officer stared at her.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Alright then. Because there's been murders happening." The officer said. "Bodies have been found. Parts of their bodies are missing. We still don't know who or what could've caused it. If you ever see anything suspicious, let us know." Belle nodded at him. The officer puts his hat back on and walk down the hallway to leave. Belle is now worried. Murders in Derry. Georgie could've been one of them.
Belle walked back in the room. She wanted to stay and watch over Georgie for the Denbroughs, but the wife suggests to stay along with her husband. Belle will have the next turn tomorrow.

"You've done enough already. We are very grateful." Mrs. Denbrough said. "And you are wet from the rain, dear. But, will you go to our house to check on Bill? He's got a cold. He must be worried about his little brother being here." She gave Belle the house key.

"Okay. I'll check on Bill." Belle said. "I'll come back tomorrow morning before I go to work." She left the room.

After leaving the building, Belle started to hear children giggling around her. She looked around and see no children. Just parked cars. She then hears an angry growl. Belle got in the car and started it. She is starting to get creeped out. She drove off to the Denbrough house to give Bill updates. Little did she know, there are colorful balloons floating above. As if they are watching her.

*Hello! This is NOT Rosyart1234 writing this! This is sonicshadowlover13, the author of the original Mate of Pennywise! Hi! So, I am helping this girl writing her own miniseries version of my story. So, keep in mind, this is sonicshadowlover13 writing this for Rosyart1234. But, please give her credit for the design of my character, Belle Whitehurst, and story ideas for this version. Give this one follows and favorites! Thank you!*