I own nothing but my own character Amy, this is a Pennywise/OC fanfic.

Amy was promised to the horrific clown many years ago when she was a child but there was a cost and hes come to collect.

Spoilers there will be some scenes in here from IT: Chapter 2.

Previously:

Sighing I turned on the small glass lamp next to my bed and threw my shoes under my bed before flopping on my purple sheeted bed. My eyes started drooping however a familiar eerie giggle made me sit up in an instant.

Ok attempt to sit up in an instant, sat above me was the clown straddling me. I started to open my mouth to scream but his clothed hands covered my hands and the other covered my mouth.

"Tut tut tut I thought you would caree more for your brother and father then to scream!" He laughed gently as he ran his hand down from my mouth to my throat squeezing slightly as I gulped...

Amy POV:

"Why are you here?" I asked, trembling as he leaned his face into my dark brown hair and sniffed my neck.

"To see your progress still not ready." He hummed laying on me as I tried to move with no results.

"What progress? Ready for what? Who - what are you?!" I asked in a rush as he giggled again.

"Im Pennywise the Dancing Clown!" He said, sitting up to bow weirdly at me as the little silver bells on his vintage clown costume jingled gently.

Gulping I nodded as he resettled into his prior position grinning as a small drop of drool started to pour over his prominent bottom lip, his odd eye stared at me as the other started to wander towards my window and his expression turned serious as he stared at me.

"And you will be the one to keep me awake and break this cycle of 27 years as you did 17 and a bit years ago..." He said as his voice jolted to unnatural tones.

"H-How do you mean?" I asked out of reflex.

"I knew your dear beloved mother bu-uT I think we need to talk of THAT when the time comes until then..." He said as he drifted off adding to the curiosity. Looking me in the eyes as his voice tuned out his eyes bled from orange to a bright blue before swooping down and kissing me on the mouth as I shrieked into the kiss only for the noise to be eaten by him while his hands held mine steady as they went to shove him away.

He pulled back with red eyes as his skin flaked from the grin splitting his face. I wanted to scream, to say... something anything but it wasn't happening I had froze making his expression glow with pride.

"Goodnight my dear treat next time you will be ready to be mine!"He chuckled breathilly into my ear while his moist breath puffed over my neck.

Gulping I nodded as fear made my skin tremble as a chill covered me like a blanket, about to ask many questions he kissed my neck and just like that a drowsy spell took over and I was fighting for my eyes to stay open but with no such luck I fell into a deep sleep dreaming of a world filled with large teeth and red balloons.

When I next awoke the sun was blinding me as I forgot to shut my drapes last night. Groaning I turned to avoid the sun and in doing so nearly fell off the bed startling myself awake fully.

Rolling over back into the center I checked my little metal alarm clock which had a faded lost boys background on. It was 8.27, groaning. I sat up and went to have a shower. I yawned as I made it into the only bathroom of the house. Grateful dad would have left by 7 for work and Henry rarely woke before 11.

I started up the shower listening to it gurgle and sputter as I went and brushed my teeth, ran a brush, threw my long dirty blonde hair and grabbed a shaver from a little wash bag under the sink.

After meekly checking the water's heat with the tips of my fingers I hopped in shedding my pajamas as I went. I washed my hair and as the conditioner set in I shaved before washing the blood dotting my legs away with my loofa and vanilla bean body wash.

Finally I put my head under the shower spray and let the hot steaming water wash over my now silky locks. As I was finishing and reaching to turn the knob to turn off the water however a white flared arm was wrapping around my waist pulling me under the spray once more and prevented me from stopping the water.

Yelping as I turned I then shuddered as waves of last night hit me about this clown which I somehow forgot in my sleep-like state till I had coffee. There in front of me holding my naked quivering form was the clown terrorizing the children of Derry.

"Now now! Can't have us being interrupted now can we?" He cackled as his too tall form almost shrunk into an average height and coiled around me in a bear hug as my screams failed to leave my voice box.

"Wha- why? Why are you here?" I stuttered as he breathed in my freshly cleaned scent groaning as I tried to get him off but he was much stronger than me and so I failed to release myself.

"Well, your temping scent fell into my domain and I just couldn't resist.."He almost purred as his hands released me slightly to hold me at a little more of a distance.

I shivered as his hands moved making me freeze before grinning and leaning down the now little distance and kissing me harshly letting his tongue have free roam before I had the chance to lock my jaw shut, as if that wasn't weird enough he elongated his tongue to partway down my throat ignoring my squealing from trying to push him off.

His fire eyes stayed locked on my pale blue ones the entire time while making sure I could breath he did pull back - tongue included when I was utterly breathless, though as ... interesting as that was I was in a state of shock and may not have been thinking clearly.

I slapped him and tried to jump over the bath tub's edge. As my palm swung away from his face which looked to be in a daze of amusement and anger I felt the flight instinct hit me instantaneously and so leapt away. I didn't make it far, his now clawed hand wrapped around my ankle and prevented me from completely leaving the bath and so I fell hard to the tiled floor as the shower curtain swung more freely now it had come free from 4 or more of the rings at the top.

"What my dear did you just do?" A low rumbling voice asked me from inside the tub, still only holding the hand still held onto my ankle visible at the tub's edge.

I was still in a shell shocked pain and was now quivering in fear and the cold that engulfed me as my soaking wet form left the heated water mere moments ago.

Stuttering a response neither one of us could understand his long clown form now crawled over the edge of the tub somehow still dry and he settled to lick a free running cut from my knee where I shaved and so continued up my form, I was failing to retreat as my arms hurt where I landed it hurt to move. His hands crept from holding both my ankles, to my knees, thighs and hips to which they then crawled around my form and supported my back lifting my upper torso closer to him.

"I love a fight dear but I advise next time you try to escape better because it's the chase that really gets the blood sweeter. And as perfect as yours is there is always room for improvement." His sharply toothed mouth uttered inches from my eyes.

And just like that he vanished leaving me sprawled on the floor naked and wet, the shower running and the drain gurgling.

Please review this is an idea i have had the last few years and finally got around to writing it so let me know what you think! :)