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:
"Huh?" Eddie I assume turned and saw me before flinching in fear at whatever he saw making me flinch also... "Is -Is that Amy Bowers?" He shouted with a pole in his right hand dropping to the floor with a clang.
"ThaT" Pennywise started before tugging Bills head back a little further as my eyes drifted to his pulse point where I could see the vein throbbing fresh blood before I shook out of of it and refused to think like that as Pennywise continued with a growl.``Is my mate, wife or partner ... however you chose to look at it ... shes mine." He snarled as the kids divided their attention between us.
"Leave, leave me..." Bill's choked voice as he struggled to breath and the others looked to him while Bev and Eddie watched me.
"No.. we can't" Bev started without looking away from my eyes.
Amy POV:
"I told you, I fucking told you. First you punched me, made me walk through shitty water, dragged me through a crackhouse... and now I'm gonna have to kill this fucking clown... and his mate!" Ritchie said with disdain making Pennywise's face drop at the mention of his house being a crack den then turned nearly deadly at killing me before he lurched forward in the blink of an eye grabbing Ritchie by his throat.
"Shit!" Ritchie snarled as Pennywise's teeth tried to snap over Ritchies face, knocking his glasses part-way off his face as he screamed.
The others surged to attack other than Eddie or Bev both watching me intently.
"Sorry." I said before lunging over them to grab Ritchie and snag him out of Pennywise's grip while his shirt ripped under my new strength, I snapped him away and threw him to Bev and Eddie who were clambering up after falling trying to avoid me jumping between them towards the fight.
Mike teetered before swinging his chain length towards me before a clawed hand with ripped nails poking thru the white glove, grasped it out the air flinging it to the other end of the room with a loud clang.
Grasping Pennywise's wrist I swung us both around in a almost dance with his other arm curling around me holding me into his body before leaping away making sure I was securely held safe before I was twirled up only being held by one wrist now while Pennywise faced the group of kids who were picking themselves up.
A sudden jolt in pain made me frown in confusion before looking down, protruding from my abdomen was a rusty and now blood covered pipe, Pennywise roared before hitting the culprit away as two other screams pierced the air.
Bev and Eddie ran over ignoring the snarling animalistic noises coming from the killer clown.
"Truce!" Bev shouted to his face kneeling next to me as I fell into her arms and Eddie was lingering a few feet away while Bev pulled a old scarf from the pile and pressed it into my stomach before Pennywise reluctantly kneeled also shrinking his form needing help more than vengeance, the other boys helped the larger boy of the floor from where he had been thrown.
I started to go numb as Pennywise yanked the long pipe out and threw it away as my blood splattered over his arm and a little on his face as his tongue darted out to taste it.
"Is there anything we can do?" Bev asked as more blood flowed out.
"... I don't know. I can give her blood to strengthen her but when we bonded it took some of my strength to make her more like me to live with me. Forever I would heal, I don't know about her tho..." Pennywise murmured normally for once, making my eyes open and looking at him as he was pulling me into his lap gently.
"would... Would our blood do anything?" Bev asked quietly, making us both snap to her.
"I don't know I feed on fear, I don't know what she will she just woke when you all arrived..." He snarled in anger at the timings.
"Just blood and not flesh normally bonds but it hasn't been done before so I don't know." He hissed.
The eerie clown dropped a tear of blood down his face that ran down his cheek, I watched in morbid fascination as it rolled towards me, I almost robotically licked it from his face as his eyes widened before grinning and removing a glove before his elongated teeth tore a gauge into his wrist and it was slammed into my mouth as I moaned in pleasure as the sticky substance slid down my throat. It tasted like malt and hazelnuts with a tangy fruit underneath while I slurped it up as my teeth morphed sharper like his did when he marked me.
"She feeds on sadness... perfect," He grinned with a moan in his voice before looking at Bev who had gone white as a sheet, "You wanted to help?" He purred with his form returning to his normal height and size while I chewed his wrist to the bone.
"Y..yes... only my blood to help her. She's my friend." He looked at her.
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! :)