Chapter Text
Its the middle of the Night in Derry.
You can see smoke coming out of your mouth from the ice cold breeze that hits you in the face as you walk down towards the quarry.
You sense a force pulling you forwards and down past the trees, further into the darkness.
You can feel something.
It’s a strange feeling. It was like someone expected you somewhere, despite not knowing who or what or when. The further you walk, the stronger this feeling became.
As you place a hand against a tree to steady yourself, you can hear a rustling sound. You squint your eyes a little as you slightly bend over. There’s a bush in front of you and it appears to be shaking violently.
Naturally you assume that a squirrel is busting a nut in there. You move on.
Further into the quarry, your walk slowly begins to get slower. The feeling in your gut is growing heavier and heavier with each step that you take, a sinking feeling overtakes you and your legs naturally halt into a standstill.
It’s here.
You stand still for a moment. The breeze is as chilly as ever, your hair flies about (if reader is bald idk your bald head gets goosebumps)
Out of the silence, you once again hear the sound of leaves rustling from behind you. The faint rustling noises begin to grow, as if the source itself was moving towards you.
You’re too scared to look behind your shoulder. All you know is that this is where you were meant to be. Your legs feel as though they’re buried deep into the soft muddy ground.
Suddenly, you swear to god that you can hear the sound of steps. Someone was moving towards you from a short distance away. You stand rigidly, completely shitting yourself from the suspense. Whatever was coming towards you was now right behind you. You freeze up.
You feel something tug on your (sweaty ew) fist. You dare yourself to look down to your side.
Swallowing heavily, you do.
There stood a small boy, wearing a big yellow rain jacket and oversized welly boots.
The suspense is over. You sigh to yourself in relief and bend over to the boy.
“Hey kid,” you ask, “What are you doing out here?”
The child looks around and cups his hand over his mouth, indicating that he had a secret to tell. He looked pretty un-intimidating...probably around 6? 7?. You shrug and lend him your ear.
“Eat shit fucker”
Your eyes widen. What the fuck did this gremlin just say to you?!? Before you can even properly formulate what was going on, the little fucker kicks you in the balls (or if your a girl, twists your boob)
“FUCKNG HELL I CANT BELIEVE YOUVE DONE THIS”, you scream in agony.
Just as your about to kick this little shit into next week, you feel a tap on your shoulder.” What the hell is it now”, you wonder.
You turn around and suddenly something body slams you into the air. You smack against a tree and fall to the ground, groaning.
Standing before you is a chubby kid, his teeth were gritted and he was wearing new kids on the block merch.
You glare at him.
“New kids on the block”, you grunt, “...IS SHIT!”
The boy looks at you as if you were the scum of the earth. He begins to scream as he charges at you, his hands doing the grabby grabby thing.
Out of nowhere, a ginger minger appears in front of you.
“Thats enough Ben”, She holds out her hand against Ben’s chest. You feel a breath of air escape your chest. Your safe.
The red head turns to you, smiling.
“I can take it from here”.
Ben and the fucking gremlin brat watched the red haired girl in admiration as she pulled a bat out of nowhere and held it over her head, her eyes glittering as they locked into yours.
“Take it back”, She hisses. “New kids on the block isn’t SHIT. It’s THE shit.”
You chuckle to yourself. Shaking your head slowly, you meet the girl’s eyes.
“Hate to break it to you Ed Sheeran, but they literally lip sync at every concert”.
The nerve!! The audacity!? All three of the children look at you in horror.
“Get him Beverly”, the gremlin bitch cries, tears falling down his cheeks as he hugged Ben for support (Ben was shaking, full of rage. He would tear you apart with both hands if he could..)
You got so lost while analysing the two boys that you hardly noticed Beverly swinging the bat hard, down on top of your head. The pain is unbearable. You stumble towards her.
Uh oh, big mistake.
The bat swings again, this time to the side of your face. You can definitely feel that there’s less teeth inside your mouth.
The three of the LoSER BRATS are high fiving eachover as you sink to the floor, beginning to crawl through the mud. The only thought in your head is to hide. Quickly.
They seemed to be pretty invested in their high fiving, as if they were in a trance. Up ahead, you spot the same bush that you noticed moving before.
SALVATION!
As you position yourself to sink in between the leaves, your foot feels something strange. Believing it to be an odd shaped branch, you step heavier and a screeching noise begins to ring in your ears.
“THAT FUCKING HURTS RICHIE GETTOFFAME!!”
You look down and you see a small boy glaring at you angrily. He is holding onto an inhaler and his other hand was inside the fanny pack on the ground besides him.
It seemed as if he was expecting someone else as he looks almost as surprised as you are. He stands up and you stare at him. Before you can actually think of what you’re saying, the words exit your mouth.
“....I’ve never actually seen a dwarf before.”
Oh god. Oh fuck. The expression on the boy’s face turns completely venomous. He reached down to pick up his fanny pack.
“You’re going to pay for that incel”. He snarled. Putting the inhaler to his mouth, he blew it like a horn.
All noises ceased. It felt as if everything had become still. The wind was no longer blowing and the leaves were no longer rustling. Behind you, you can feel that the 3 other kids were standing there, completely still. As if they were waiting for something to happen.
A second passes. Then another. Then another...and then...
...YOU FEEL IT!! SOMEONE’S HANDS ARE AROUND YOUR NECK! YOU LOOK UP AND SEE THAT THERES A BOY HANGING UPSIDEOWN FROM THE TREE ABOVE YOU, HIS HAIR AS WILD AND UNCONTAINED AS HIS EYES WERE FROM BEHIND HIS (stupid lol) GLASSES.
“You called, Ed’s?” The boy flirted at the Ed boy, as if he wasn’t strangling the life out of you.
Ed’s looked at him, his arms folded in front of his chest. “It’s Eddie, Richie. Call me Eddie you fucking skank”.
Richie was gripping onto your neck roughly. From your viewpoint, you can clearly see how skinny he was but god damn it; you’re almost suspended in the air!! It’s like this kid was superhuman!!
You writhe and kick in his grasp for a bit, your face going different shades of red and then blue. Just as you feel life slowly slipping away, he lets you go. You slump onto the mud again. The pressure inside of your body deteriorates and you let out an embarrassing fart as you get on your hands and knee’s to pull yourself up. Fucking fabulous.
“whOOOOWEEEE” The kid called Richie climbed down from the tree and walked towards Eddie, putting his arm around his waist.
“Smells almost as bad as your mum Ed’s”.
“Fucking shut the fucking fuck up fucker or I’ll fucking fuck you up”
“.......”
As the two losers begin to have a lovers spat, you slowly start to regain a bit of composure, no longer shaking as much as before.
You have begun to formulate an escape plan in your head. All you needed to do was to distract these vermin kids, and once you do just make a run for it. Simple. No matter how fast these kids were, they were..well..kids! You’re the one with the full grown legs. No way in hell would they catch up with you.
You look around and an idea strikes you. Sprinting towards Beverly and Ben (Who tear their eyes away from Eddie and Richie wrestling in the last minute), You swiftly grab the gremlin brat and hold him over your head.
The kid is screaming and crying, saying “BiLl Im ScArEd”, over and over again. Honestly it’s quite annoying. Plus it’s giving you a migraine.
You lower the kid to your face. “Be quieter your giving me a headache”, you tell him
“Sorry”, he replies.
It’s cool bruh don’t worry about it”. You raise your arms again, holding the kid back in his original position as he continues screaming for Bill (but now in a slightly lower voice).
All the loser kids walk towards to you, Bev and ben were holding hands and Richie was holding Eddie Bridal style. All their eyes were on the screaming kid.
“Back off or I’ll throw him!!” You scream. “I’ll fucking do it!!”
You look into the faces of the kids in front of you. They were now looking elsewhere. Somewhere behind you.
The vein in your forehead looks ready to pop. What is it Now!?
A shadow looms behind you, tracing the floor between your legs. Gripping on to the boy above you, you adjust yourself and take a look at a tall man wearing a large trench coat. Whoever they were, they were as tall as you! You feel panic wash over your entire body.
I’d stop that if i were y...y...y...y....yo......YO....YYYYYY......YOOOOOO.....Y.....YUH....YUH.....YE..........YEW....?....Y.UUUUU.......YYYYY...YYY.......”
“You”, Said a voice coming from.....inside the jacket....what the fuck?
The trench coat swang open, revealing two boys, one with curly hair and a kippuh , and the one being held up who had stuttered, a brown haired boy with blue eyes.
Blue eye’s pointed his finger at the crying pissing goblin in your grip.
“Le...le..LeeeEEEET Geor...ge......Georrrrrr......G....guh guh guh.........geORGE....”
Let Georgie go”, Said the boy in the kippah.
You crinkle your eyes at them.
“Never”.
With one hand, you swing the boy and hurl him across the quarry, into a dirty mass of water that looked as if linked to the sewer drain. The boy completely disappeared into the murkiness.