Well if your reading this, you must have enjoyed the last chapter, or feel like you have to (Tash and Steph). I still own IT as you all know (please note sarcasm). I'm not really telling this story as a narrative. Its more of an anecdote. In case you didn't realise. Any chapter ideas would be appreciated as I love to here what other people have to say. So once again I hope you enjoy.
I slept for quite a while, twenty eight years to be exact. Now, you may be aware that I have an enemy that is known as the turtle. Now this "Turtle" is my arch rival, he is the good in the world where as I am the evil, we are each others mirror images. The Turtle is my natural enemy but also my creator. Just so you all know, there is no God, just an ancient, overweight turtle that had a terrible stomach ache and vomited up the universe.
I was an accident from the turtle. A creature like me should never have been created, the Queen of the Deadlights. I will never know why I was created, like you humans I want to know why I am here, though unlike you I have worked out why I am here, I am here to eat you all and terrify the crap out of you all.
That fateful day that I awoke would change my world. I knew of the Turtle, my brothers and sisters would talk about it. Fortunately they did not make it. I want to be unique to have my own different reign of terror. If there was more then just me..well that would be a really bad case of sibling rivalry. There would be an all out war. I was the strongest of my siblings. The first to crack from my egg. Able to destroy my siblings, hearing there screams of rage and pain, that they would never be able to wander the world as the source of pure evil and make the lives of the humans they accounted end.
I, of course tricked them. I told them that I would get out first and see of the coast was clear, make sure that this turtle that we all feared so much was no wear near and unable to harm us. They agreed and waited patiently for me to emerge. Within an hour I was emerged, and then made my intentions clear. I killed the stronger and more developed of my siblings first. The ones that were still developing were not a threat. My advantage of being outside of the egg made is easy for me to be victorious. The way an egg for kind is designed is to be soft but firm and to remain in the one place. Our eggs are triangular. Many of the early explorers saw them and thought we were strange bird eggs, they pitied our "mother" as they believed that a triangle would be a hard thing to pass.
If those stupid incompetent humans had of squashed us with there feet. Millions of lives that I would take in the future would have been saved. Who knows, some of those people that died at my hand, may have grown up to become important people in the course of history, but we will never know.
My first encounter with the turtle was not a pleasant one. I was starting up my reign of terror again. I was in Greece, one of the last places I would venture to before making my home in the American town of Derry.
I had just finish scaring the shit out of a little girl and eating her when I felt a strange change in the area. A greenish yellow light was wandering over. As they say curiosity killed that cat, but that saying had not been invented back then so naturally, being the most powerful being on the planet I ventured. I had nothing to fear so I took a look. As soon as I was close enough to this glowing being that I was overcome by an intense fear that struck me in my "heart" like a thousand knives slicing and dicing that simple and yet useful organ.
The Turtle loomed into sight. I couldn't help but gasp at the magnificence of this creature. Back in those times the turtle was not the wrinkled, decrepit thing that was seen by The Losers. I was overcome by his magnificence. He reeked of wisdom and good will, he was the closest thing the human race will ever come to seeing something that is nothing but pure goodness.
He raised a sleepy eye and greeted me with a slow yet calm smile.
"Good evening Sir Robert Gray" drawled the Turtle, "I have been trying to meet up with you for sometime".
I replied coolly, "well now that you have seen my you can leave goodbye". I turned to leave, but for some unknown reason I could not will my body to move, it seems I was stuck talking to this old fool.
"You are an evil creature, you need to change your ways, you may be powerful but there is one out there that will defeat you, I suggest you stop your ways and learn to live without harming anyone". I laughed.
How could this old fool say that I, me the creature that can not be eluded, the beast who can have whatever I desire, I am evil. There is nothing that can defeat me, this old fool is only capable of vomiting up universes. I however am a much stronger being. I can hide from adults, I can mentally destroy anyone, I have more strength then anything on this planet. I am the dominant species on this planet. Humans are unable to fight my will, this Turtle was full of crap, I was no more in danger then an attractive young woman at a gay male bar.
The Turtle smiled, like he could read my minds. "You don't know what's coming for you, there are seven children, seven that have not being born yet, seven whose great grandparents have not been born, but they are out there and everyone of them is capable of destroying you. A boy by the name of Denborough will overcome you and will show to the world what a spineless freak of nature you are." With that I lost it, A BOY? How can a simple human boy have the power to defeat me?
"Smile and smirk as you will Sir Gray. I leave you to ponder what I have told you, but I warn you that this boy will reside in the town of Derry, a town in a part of the world that has not been settled by the whites, take my warning and you will live, continue the way you are and your life will come to an end"
With that he vanished. Yeah sure, like I was planning on taking advice from that fool. I look back on that moment and I know that was foolish to ignore the warning, but I was young and full of my own importance. The Denborough boy was indeed a threat, not a nuisance but dangerous. If I had of taken that warning my life right now would be a lot different. I might still have some of the power that I had back in 1985 when I would have my last showdown with The Losers.
To prove to the Turtle and myself I decided to take an older target. I normally pray on younger children, they are easier to scare and control. But a teenager? Back then they were still full of angst and were just as naiive and seld confident as the youth of today are.
Walking around I decided to take the form of one of those statues of Gods. The God I took the form of was Ares, the God of war and is known as being violent and for bloody battles, suited me perfectly don't you think?
Taking a proud pose I waited for the perfect victim. I didn't have to wait that long. Very soon I saw the perfect speicimen. A handsome young lad. Sixteen maybe seventeen years of age. Tall for the lads of that age, he was about a hundred and fifity centimetres (A/N: the ancient people were not all that tall,, King Arthur who lived about 14th century was only about 5"3 and was considered a giant). He was well built from all that physical exercise a young lad gets in training to be a warrior. He had curly blonde hair and was perfectly handsome, despite the slight baby face that had not dissapeared in puberty.
As he walked past, holding a spear, he must have just come from a training or soemething. He stopped in front of me and paused. He was obviously confused, a common thing in humans even back then. He could not seem to work out how a perfect marble statue had just appeared. I winked at him and leered. He gasped in surprise and dropped to his knees. Obviously thinking that I was the "god". We can have some fun here I thought with a smile.
"Oh merciful Ares, I am not worthy of your presence". The boy gushed.
"Stand up boy I need to you to prove that you are worthy enough to have my attention, I don't want to waste my time with soft pretty boy".
"Anything you say my lord, I will carry out your will like no other".
"Good" I replied.
I lead the boy into the woods.
I ordered him to stand still and not to make a sound. If he was to disobey me I told him, I would kill him. I began to lick his leg, he tasted nice, very sweet and the salty taste of his sweat from his workout was pleasant. I felt him shiver underneath, he could not hide his feeling from me. He was scared and unsettled but dared not say anything.
I looked up and started to change, losing the form of the God and turned back into that of a clown. I grinned evilly.
"My dear boy, let me give you a lesson that is now of no use to you. Next time a statue asks you to follow them, don't, because this might happen."
With that I bit his side and heard him scream and terror. I'll show that Turtle I thought, I will show him that I am the most powerful thing on this earth.
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