Author's note: I do own the Stephen King "It" book.
Chapter 1: The first death
It was a bright sunny day, the birds chirping their relaxing song, the kids playing football, and the dogs barking. Westminster never had a calm day like today, always dealing with rain storms or snow storms.
A group of kids were getting ready to play kickball, lining up in a line to be picked. After ten of the kids were picked, two waited. One of the two was Anthony, a seven year old boy that enjoyed sports more than anything, finding it fun to chase after his friends. The other one was Eric, a ten year old kid that also enjoyed sports, but was more competitive than the rest. After both were picked, the teams got ready to play. Anthony's team was the first to kick, each kid smiling and cheering on their team mates.
Eric smirked, hearing the cheering as he stood in the outfield, waiting for the ball to be kicked. His fingers drummed against his knees as he waited. Then he heard the thud of the ball being kicked and he got ready to catch it. The ball zoomed over his head and into the woods, the kids yelling at him to get it. He entered the woods and looked around for the ball, hoping to find it to continue the game.
"Looking for something?" A voice asked, causing Eric to turn around and look at the face of a clown.
"Why does it concern you, you freak?" Eric snapped, looking at how ugly the clown's white and red make up was. God, he wanted to puke all over the clown.
"Well, I'm just wondering. I mean, kids don't walk into the woods unless their looking for something."
"You do have a point…"
"Well then, why don't you tell old Pennywise what you're looking for and maybe I can help." The clown replied with a smile.
"I'm looking for a red ball, have you seen it?" Eric asked, lowering his guard, thinking he could trust the clown.
"Oh, I've seen something red alright, but it wasn't a ball."
"What do-" Eric stopped when he felt the grip of the clown's hand on his arm, screaming as he saw the clown's face transform into something out of a horror movie.
The clown chuckled madly and demonically, filling the still air with such a horrible sound. "I've seen something red, all right. I've seen your HEART beating in my hand while I feast upon your flesh!" The clown screamed, slamming one hand into Eric's chest and ripping out the young boy's heart. Eric gasped, took in one more breath, and died while the clown feed off of him. The last thing he felt was the pain of his heart being ripped out by something sharp, then the world went black…