▌Chapter 18 ─ Let's Kill This Fucking Clown ▌

━━━━━ MIKE STOOD BY the window with Violet next to him as they waited for the rest of the Losers to show up at the library. Mike looked down at his watch checking the time. Shortly after he went to looking back out the window. Mike then left Violet's side heading in between the bookshelves. As he made it to the other side a book fell out.

Mike turned to look back while Violet turned her head to look at the floor and see the book. She walked away from the window, as Mike walked towards the book. He made it there first and picked up the book, Violet came up next to him and looked at it. She looked at it to see a news clipping.

She then looked at Mike, seeing the look of memories running through his head. He then lowered the book and Bowers came running at the two with a knife in his hand. He pushed the two back, and Violet fell to the floor while Mike tried to fight Bowers off. Mike picked him up and threw him into a glass covered table.

The two looked at the axe that wasn't far from them. Bowers kicked Mike in the legs then he picked himself up and punched him in the face sending him to the floor. Violet crawled over to him as Bowers picked up his knife. He then held it towards Mike and Violet while Mike held his hand up trying to crawl away.

"You should have burned, Mike." Bowers said.

"Violet run." Mike told her.

She rolled out of the way as Bowers ran at Mike and threw the knife at him. He tried to stab him however Mike blocked it and Bowers punched him in the face. He then tried to push the knife towards him. Violet stood up from the ground and looked for something to use against Bowers.

"Just like your druggie parents. Can you see them yet? Crisping? Like fired fucking..."

Violet turned around watching Richie throw the axe into Bowers head, killing him. He fell to the ground, and Mike looked at Richie.

"I guess you could say that was long overdue. Get it? Cause we're in a library." Richie said, looking at Mike then at Violet. "No." He proceeded to throw up next to Mike. Violet and Mike placed a disgusted look on their faces.

"Oh." Mike breathed out. Violet walked over to Mike, as Richie walked away from the area.

"Mike?" Beverly called out, after opening the door.

"Hey." Ben said, shortly after.

"Hey. Oh, my god." Beverly then screamed, as Violet helped Mike from the floor, the two looked at the cut on his arm.

"Are you all right?" Ben asked, as he came to a stop with Eddie, and Prudence behind him and Beverly.

"No, I'm not all right. I just fucking killed a guy." Richie answered.

Violet looked at Richie, "I was talking to Mike." Mike looked to see that they were missing two people.

"Where's Bill? And Holly?" Mike asked.

Bill walked out of the fun house, Dean was dead and Holly was missing. He had to find her, he couldn't risk losing someone so important to him. He ran his hands through his hair as his phone started to ring. He answered it, waiting for someone to talk. Mike sat down at the table with Ben wrapping his arm up to stop the bleeding.

"Bill, we're all at the library. Where are you and Holly at?" Mike asked him.

"He took a little k-k-kid, Mike. He took a little kid right in f-f-fucking front of me." Bill told him.

Mike stood up and walked away from Ben and Beverly. "No, no, no, no. Just, Just... Look, just come to the library. We can talk about the plan."

"It took Holly, It took her. I'm gonna go kill It."

"No, no, no."

"I don't want any of you to get k-k-killed with me. I need to save Holly."

"Bill! Bill!" The line went dead, Mike turned to look at everyone. "It took Holly." Mike said, causing everyone to look at him with shock on their face. "He's going to fight It alone."

"What?" Richie asked.

"Alone." Mike then grabbed the leather bin and held it in front of him then placed it on the table. "It's about the group. The ritual doesn't work without the group." Richie picked it up and looked at the one side seeing scratches on it. "Doing it together is why it'd work." He grabbed it from Richie and walked away from him.

"Mike, did he tell you where he was going?" Ben asked.

"If he really wants to kill Pennywise, and save Holly, there's only one place he'll go." Beverly said, looking at Mike.

"The same place the ritual needs to be performed." Violet said, looking around at everyone.

"Oh, we're not gonna like this are we?"

"Fuck."

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Holly opened her eyes, she looked around to see that she was in the house on Neibolt street. She hadn't been in it since she was a kid and it really hadn't changed. The brunette stood up from the ground and walked over to the door. She pulled it open and looked down the hallway.

She ran down the hallway as fast as she could. Then she made her way down the steps and to the door, opening it and seeing Bill standing at the entrance of the house.

"Bill?" She questioned looking at him.

He walked from the gate and moved towards the steps as she moved out of the house. When they were close enough to each other he pulled her into a tight hug knowing that she was okay.

"I don't understand." Bill breathed out.

"Me either." Holly replied.

"You stay here, I'm going to stop It." Bill told her as he pulled back from the hug.

"No. No, please don't do this." Holly said, trying to plead with him. But she knew it wasn't enough, he started to walk up the rest of the steps.

"Bill!" Beverly shouted, causing him to stop and look back at them, Holly was still next to him as the other's ran into the yard looking at the two..

"No, no, you guys, no! I s-started all this. It's my fault that you're all here. This curse, this fucking thing that's inside you all. It started growing the day that I m-made you go down to the Barrens because all I cared about was finding G-Georgie. Now, I'm gonna go in there, and I don't know what's gonna happen, but I can't ask you to do this."

Beverly kneeled down and picked a piece of fencing up from the grass. "Well, we're not asking you, either." Beverly said.

"Bev..." Bill stepped down.

"We didn't do it alone then, Bill, so we're not gonna do this alone now." Mike said.

"Losers stick together." Ben told him. Holly placed a smile on her face.

"So, does somebody want to say something?" Eddie asked.

"Richie said it best when we were here last."

"I did?" Richie asked him. Eddie looked at him. "'I don't want to die'?"

"Not that."

"'You're lucky we're not measuring dicks'?" Everyone else proceeded to look at him.

"No."

Richie took a second to think. "'Let's kill this fucking clown'?"

Bill smiled at him. "Yeah."

"Let's kill this fucking clown."