#pennywise×reader

Summary: You are an eons old vampire that slept to hide. Waking up from hunger, you find yourself alone once more..and starving. In you search to find food you find something else along the way. Maybe you won't be so alone after all..

Parings: Pennywise and You of course ;)

Extra: You don't meet Penny boo in this part, sorry. Also, this part isn't that long either.

Warnings: Mentions of killing and death. Hunger.

Here, the calm quiet after a storm, crinkling leaves tussled against the ground as cool, dry air blew by. All livings things asleep throughout the deserted neighborhood. The moon shone down with a dull blue hue onto the black pavement road, casting dark anonymous shadows against houses and trees.

Silent footfalls led to the middle of the street, a black, heavy velvet cloak adorned a (s/c) figure. Your red eyes scanned the area around you cautiously, looking for any signs of danger.

Or humans.

Humans were your sworn enemy.

Killed off all of your relatives when you were younger. You wouldn’t forget all of the blood shed…or the screams for you to run…

Or the screams of your baby sister being thrown into a blazing fire.

You’ve been left to survive on your own, traveling from different places to seek a safe place to hide. Shelter. Anything to lock yourself away and fall into a deep slumber.

And you did.

It was a stormy night, rain pounding down onto the dirt road as you whisked around trying to find a safe space. You had searched deep into the woods, coming across an underground cave.

A dark place where none dare go into.

You had gone inside, quickly making a massive pile of leaves and falling onto it sullenly.

That when you closed your eyes and slept.

But now, you’ve been awakened.

Your hunger yanking you from sleep. It made you shake with pain from the long period of no feeding.

Saying you were hungry was an understatement No, you were starving.

You had to find food quick. The mere thought of a warm-blooded creature made you ache with unwavering pain. The blood rushing through their veins….

You growl, a low rumbling noise not many would hear, and close your eyes.

Other senses heightened, you take a large whiff of the air around you, using your body heat sense to find any unlucky souls about this late at night.

You could sense all the way down the block, around the corner of a two story house…

Pulses, heart beats, warmth.

Bodies.

Three of them.

Your mouth twitched.

Food.