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The bells…

That’s how you knew IT was near. You’d hear these soft small bells ring.

Once.

Twice.

Three times.

Then IT’d say your name, softly the first time but if you didnt respond it’d scream it in your ear.

The clown was many things but patient was not one.

It’d kept you around for longer than most of it’s victims after it’d failed to do anything more than interest you.

After your father had killed your mother and nearly murdered you before being shot by sheriff Bowers there was nothing that could frighten you.

That part of you had died along with most of your feelings, so when the sheriff had brought you to live with him and his unstable son began to taunt and leave bugs and other things that normally terrified young girls, it hadn’t phased you.

Neither did the clown who posed as your father and dragged you from your bed at 3 in the morning.

The clown grew frustrated after shifting into multiple horrid things at the lack of a reaction, throwing you back and snarling in your face finally, but you just sighed.

“You need a breath mint” you’d huff before crossing your arms over your chest and turning your face. The clown blinked in response before backing away.

“You’re a very odd child, arent you” IT asked, sitting in front of you. You’d only shrug in response and stare until the clown frowned with an extremely confused look on his face before disappearing back into the darkest corner of your room and your “father” coming in demanding you keep it down and forcefully pushing you back into bed.

You thought that would be the last you saw of IT but much to your dismay IT returned and visited at least twice a week, though you didnt say much to each other; just examined and stared.

IT eventually began to ask you to do specific tasks and much to your own surprise you did them.

Not because you were afraid or liked the odd entity, only because brought some kind of excitement into your life, a little emotion when you felt completely empty.

You began to develop a system. You’d hear the bells and know IT was here, with a new task for you to complete. You could only wonder what IT wanted from you this time.

“Y/N” IT called, almost inaudibly, standing a few feet away, on top of a desk. You turned your face and nodded once towards IT to confirm you were listening and keep the demon from yelling. Noone would hear it of course but it left a ringing in your ears that was unpleasant to say the least.

“Ive got your next task. This will be the last thing I ask of you before my long rest so listen closely and DONT fail” IT appeared in front of you and grabbed your face after emphasising the ‘dont’. You simply nodded once again in agreement, which the clown grinned at before letting your face go.

“I need you to lure a group into the sewers. They call themselves The Losers Club” IT practically spit the title out as though it were a bad taste in IT’s mouth.

“They’ve been a real bother. But I’ve got my little wild card. My little Y/N! You’ve got a month to get them inside by any means necessary. I can handle from there.”

You’d heard of them. Your “brother” terrorized them regularly with his friends. You’d never been in charge of luring anyone anywhere, only helping fix the neibolt house and create pathways inside to make it easier for the clown demon to make it his own.

You furrowed your eyebrows as to say how but IT only snickered and pat your face twice. “You’ll figure it out kid” And with 3 soundings of bells IT was gone. Soon after the bell rang and you were collecting your things and stepping out into the hall.

This task would prove interesting to say the least. But would you really be able to pull it off?

(Not sure if I should continue this but we'll see🌸)