#002 stranger things

[glitchaxolol]

Help, I think I have a thing for low-key evil hot (dirty) blondes

[unfuncutioning-gay]

002

El and Max woke the next day preparing to go down and eat breakfast. El pauses as she feels someone mentally knocking.

“Do you have a blindfold?” El asks Max.

“Yea here.” Max said excitedly.

“This is so cool!” She exclaims.

“Max.” El scolds as Max mumbles an apology.

El looked around the void walking towards the figure sitting in the rainbow room. She could remember him sort of it was all fuzzy. She didn’t remember much before she was 9.

“Hello Eleven.” He said smiling at her from his spot in the bench.

El tilts her head trying to remember who he was. “Two.” She recalls smiling happily as he nods.

“Where are we?” She asks him looking around.

“I figured this is a place we both know and this is the form you know me as.” He answers.

“002 why can’t I remember the lab before I woke up?” El asks kneeling in front of him.

Two looks down staring at her sadly, “Something had happened. Something really bad your brain blocked it out. I will tell you everything when you are older.”

El looked to the side biting her lip nervously,” I remember blood and screaming. I was afraid and I felt betrayed. They died right?”

“Yea I promise I’ll explain everything in person.”

“002 how are you still in Hawkins?”

“Yes I left but moved back. Did you stay here?”

“I’m still in Hawkins.” El confirms.

“Does eight know?” El asks him.

002 gains a look of confused shock on his face. “You met 008? I haven’t heard that name in years.”

“Yes.” El nods seriously, “She was in Chicago and goes by Kali Prasad now.” El confirms.

“That’s really good to now.” 002 answers.

“I’m sorry I have to go and you probably should to.” He tells El a second before vanishing.

“Wait!” El cries as he disappears arms stretched out to him. El rips the blindfold off with a gasp startling Max who had stayed in the room with her.

“What happened? What did you see?” Max asks eagerly.

“I saw my brother 002. Then I remember things I’ve forgotten about the lab. I don’t think I remember everything yet.” El says.

“Why wouldn’t you remember everything?” Max asks confused.

“When I was I woke up from a coma I don’t really remember before then. But 002 helped me.”

“I remember blood and screaming. I was afraid and shocked and betrayed. Then it hurt everywhere and then it stopped. I think… Max I think the other kids were killed and I think I stopped the killer. But I can’t remember.” El cries.

Max pulls El into a hug rubbing comforting circles into her back.

“Hey it’s ok.” She comforts holding El’s arms as she looks into her eyes.

“Come on,” Max says pulling El up. “Let’s go get breakfast my mom is cooking.”

El perks up happily at that, “Eggos?” She asks.

“We might have some. If not my mom makes amazing waffles.” Max tells her as the duo walks out the door.

[chirpsythismorning]

[williamscigar]

I saw on tiktok once that 002 had a diary and wrote about 001 in it? And that he wants to be like him and stuff? Is this true or did i dream about it?

[emblazons]

I feel like we as a people don't talk about this even remotely enough

Holly Wheeler (and Will Byers) in S01E03: Holly Jolly 002 in S04E05: The Nina Project

[emo-space-tea]

The Bathtub

NOT MY GIFS

Apologies to the people who had to wait 2 years for this... It probably won't happen again.

Chapter 7

Mike and El were in the bathroom getting cleaned up while Two was showing Dustin the drawings he had made. Then the walkie talkie burst to life, it was Lucas! He sounded out of breath and panicked but the boys couldn’t tell due to the fact the device kept cutting out.

Dustin rushed to the bathroom and shoved open the door, “Guys! It’s Lucas, I think he’s in trouble.”

They rushed out to the radio as Dustin continued explaining, “Do you remember how he said he was looking for the gate?”

“Yeah?” Mike questioned.

“What if he found it?” Dustin hypothesized.

Then Lucas’ voice was heard distorted through the mic, but it was so garbled they could barely make out what he was saying. They didn’t know that Lucas was rushing from Hawkins Lab, desperate to tell his friends about the bad men.

“They know about Eleven and Two! Get out of there! They know about Eleven and Two! The bad men are coming! All of them! Do you hear me? The bad men are coming!” Lucas shouted into his walkie talkie as he quickly rode to the Wheelers.

“‘Mad Hen.’ Does that mean anything to you? Like a code name or something?” Dustin asked.

“‘Bad men.’ Bad men!” Mike deciphered. 

Mike and Dustin bolted upstairs and saw a van labeled ‘Hawkins Power and Light’. Then Mike had rushed to his mother to ask if she had anyone over for repairs on the house. Dustin, who was still at the window then saw multiple of the same van pull onto the street. He shut the curtains and shouted for Mike as he brought the boy back downstairs to the siblings. 

The boys grabbed their bags, bikes and ran, El on Mike’s and Two on Dustin’s. Just before they rode El and Two were spotted by Papa. 

“Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!” Dustin repeated, getting the adults to run back to their cars.

“Dustin! Dustin, Do you copy?” Lucas asked.

“Yeah, Lucas, they’re on us.” Dustin confirmed.

“Where are you?” Lucas questioned.

“Cornwallis.” Dustin answered.

“Meet me at Elm and Cherry!” Lucas shouted.

“Copy. Elm and Cherry!” Dustin confirmed again.

Once the friends turned onto another road, they heard multiple vans behind them. They decided to rush onto a path cars couldn’t go through, interrupting two girls playing. After the kids caught up to Lucas, before seeing another van approaching and speeding off again. Suddenly a different van turned the corner, trapping the party.

While Dustin shouted, Two rapidly tapped his shoulder and motioned to lean to the left. Figuring he knew what to do, Dustin leaned his bike over, letting Two press his foot on the ground. Ice then rapidly grew from his foot to the front of the van, creating a ramp of ice. Not having enough time to stop, the van sped across the ice launching into the air.

The boys gaped up at the van, while El used her powers to make sure the van missed them and landed behind. Meanwhile Two launched a flurry of fire towards the ramp, giving the boys a clear path. Dr. Brenner left his van and watched as his children got away once again.

The party rode all the way to the scrap yard when they finally stopped. Exhausted, El and Two had to be helped off the bikes. While helping Two, Dustin exclaimed,

“Holy. . . Holy shit! Did. . . did you see what they did to that van?”

“No, Dustin, we missed it.” Mike responded sarcastically.

“I mean that was- that was. . .” Dustin trailed off, astonished.

“Awesome. It was awesome.” Lucas panted, making the siblings look back at him.

The boy kneeled down to be at level with the siblings and apologized, “Everything I said about you guys being traitors and stuff. . . I was wrong. I’m sorry.”

“Friends. . . friends don’t lie. We’re sorry, too.” El responded while Two nodded once Lucas placed a hand on her shoulder.

“Me, too.” Mike said, sticking his hand out for Lucas to shake.

After a moment, Lucas took Mike’s hand and shook it.

Meanwhile back at the Wheeler’s house, the bad men from the lab searched everywhere for signs of the experiments and where the kids could’ve taken them.

“I don’t understand. You think my son is hiding these children?” Karen, Mike’s mom, asked, pointing at files with pictures of Eleven and Two.

“What happened to their hair?” Ted, Mike’s dad, asked.

“We just need to know if you’ve seen them in the past week.” Connie responded.

“No, no.” Karen denied.

“Absolutely not. Our son with a girl? I mean, believe me, if he had a girl sleeping in this house, we’d know about it. Not to mention, my boy’s no queer.” Ted assured.

“Ted!” Karen scolded, elbowing her husband.

Taking a breath, the mother questioned, “These kids. . . what have they done?”

“I’m afraid I can’t answer that.” Connie dodges.

“Oh my god, are they Russian?” Ted theorizes.

“You can’t treat us like this.” Karen stammered.

“I need you to stay calm.” Connie stated.

“You come into my house, and you tell me that my son is hiding some kids, and that he’s in danger, but you can’t tell us why? And you, what, you expect me to remain, what, calm?” Karen exclaimed, clearly frustrated.

Connie gets up and is replaced by Dr. Brenner, the man sat down and sighed,

“I understand how upsetting this is. I wish we could tell you more. . . but I can tell you that your son, Michael, is in real danger. We want to help him. We will help him. I give you my word.” Brenner assured Karen.

“But in order for me to do that. . . you have to trust me. Will you trust me?” Brenner asked.

After a moment, Karen nodded slowly.

“Good. Now. . . do you have any idea where your son might have gone?”

Back at the junkyard, Lucas made a small diagram of the outside of Hawkins Lab, where he discovered the gate was. He explained that it was guarded and difficult to sneak in. 

“Do they make, like, lightbulbs or something?” Dustin questioned.

“No, weapons. . . to fight the Russians, and commies and stuff.” Mike corrected.

“Weapons.” Lucas repeated, looking at the siblings.

“Oh, Jesus, this is bad.” Dustin gasped, realizing the siblings were those ‘weapons’.

“Really bad. The place is like a fortress.” Lucas confirmed.

Just as the group was questioning what to do, they saw a helicopter flying towards them. The group quickly shoved their bikes underneath a rusty bus and rushed inside, keeping their heads down. Hearing the helicopter pass Dustin muttered,

“Mental.”

At Hawkins police department, Troy and James’ mothers were shouting at two officers before Hopper interrupted.

“There was a fight chief.” Powell explained.

“A psychotic child broke his arm!” Troy’s mother exclaimed.

“And another gave my boy a concussion!” James’ mother continued.

“Little kids, Chief. Little ones.” Callahan added.

“That tone! Do you hear that tone?” Troy’s mom shouted while turning to the officer.

Annoyed, Hopper quickly tried to get away from the mothers before he heard the boys say the children that attacked them had shaved heads and bloody noses.

“What’d you just say?” Hopper asked.

“I said they’re freaks!” Troy repeated.

“No, their hair. What’d you say about their hair?” Hopper questioned.

“The girl’s head was shaved and the boy’s was too, but it was grown out.” James described.

“And. . .” Troy muttered.

“And what?” Hopper asked.

“They could. . . do things.” Troy said.

“What kinds of things?” Hopper continued.

“Like make you fly, or blast fire from thin air. . . or piss yourself.” Troy finished.

“Were they alone?” Hopper asked once more.

Troy and James then told him that the freaks were with two losers, Mike Wheeler and Dustin Henderson.

Meanwhile, at the junkyard the party was still hiding. Then they heard Nancy’s voice coming from Mike’s walkie-talkie. Once they listened closer they heard her saying it’s an emergency. At first the group was suspicious of Nancy, thinking that she was trying to trick them. The group stayed silent until they heard the chief telling them he needed to know where they were.

After a moment, “Yeah, I copy. It’s Mike.”

“I’m here. We’re here.” Mike confirmed.

Mike then told the chief the party was at the junkyard and waited. Eventually it took so long the group started to get anxious, were they tricked? Dustin started pacing making the others more worried. 

“It’s been way too long. Do you know what? Maybe you’re right. Maybe this is all a trap and the bad men are coming to get us right now!” Dustin exclaimed.

“It’s not a trap. Why would the chief set us up? Nancy, maybe, but the chief?” Lucas suspected, making Mike wave his arms in disbelief.

“Lando Calrissian.” Dustin pointed out.

“Would you shut up about Lando?” Lucas complained.

“I don’t feel good about this. I don’t feel good about this!” Dustin repeated.

“When do you feel good about anything?” Lucas shouted back, frustrated.

Suddenly they heard multiple cars enter the junkyard, making them rush to the front of the bus to get a better look. They saw two cars, that certainly weren’t the chief’s, pull up. The party rushed to hide in their spots, worried they were spotted.

Staying silent as they heard the bad men come out of their cars and near the rusty bus. Outside one of the men notices the kids' bikes poorly hidden underneath the bus. He slowly slid the door open but was hit on the back of his head, knocking him out. The party peaked over their hiding places once they heard the man grunt and fall. They heard more noises of the men struggling before Chief Hopper walked in, causing the kids to stand up.

“Alright, let’s go.” Hopper started and went to turn but then noticed the kids hesitate. 

“Let’s go!” Hopper then demanded, getting the kids to scurry for their belongings and rush after him.

It was nightfall by the time Hopper made it back to the Byers’ house with the kids. Joyce, Jonathan, and Nancy rushed out to the car. Confusing Mike as Nancy pulled him into a protective hug. Pulling away, Nancy then saw Eleven and asked,

“Is that my dress?”

After going inside the party started explaining to the adults and teens what they had learned, which to their surprise was a lot. Hopper jumped in and asked, 

“Is this gate underground?”

Before the others could respond, Eleven muttered, “Yes.”

“Near a large water tank?” Hopper continued, getting Two to start looking through his bag.

“Yes.” Eleven confirmed.

“H-How do you know all that?” Dustin questioned.

“He’s seen it.” Mike realized.

The group fell silent as Two placed a piece of paper onto the table, it was his drawing of the gate. Everyone turned to look at the picture and noticed that the boy had drawn the gate with a child in front of it.

“I-Is that you?” Jonathan asked the scarred boy. He only nodded in response.

“Is there any way that one of you could. . . could reach Will? That you could talk to him in this-” Joyce questioned, but was cut off.

“The Upside Down.” Eleven explained.

“Down. Yeah.” Joyce whispered, making El nod softly.

“And my friend Barbra? Can you find her, too?” Nancy asked, the siblings only looked at her with determination.

Moving to the kitchen, only static was heard on Will’s walkie talkie as the siblings sat together, El focusing on the pictures of Will and Barbra. Everyone surrounded the siblings as El grabbed onto Two’s hand letting him know she needed help. Two squeezed back as he closed his eyes and focused too. The light in the kitchen flickered as the siblings opened their eyes, unable to find either Will or Barb. 

“We’re sorry” El muttered, distress clear on the siblings faces.

“What’s wrong? What happened?” Joyce questioned gently.

“We can’t find them.” El admitted, her voice slightly breaking.

Nancy, Jonathan and Joyce quickly became distressed at the news. El rushed to the bathroom, disappointed in herself for not being able to find them. Meanwhile, Two had an idea come to him and rushed to find paper and crayons. Noticing the boy searching, Jonathan tapped his shoulder and asked what he was looking for. The boy simply made a writing motion with his hands, the teen then realized he was looking for something to write on and handed him a small white board and marker that were hanging on the fridge.

The scarred boy gave Jonathan a small smile as he began drawing and walking to the bathroom where his sister was. El opened the door and saw her brother standing there with a determined look on his face. He lifted up the whiteboard to show El his idea.

“Whenever they use their powers, they get weak.” Mike explained.

“The more energy they use, the more tired they get.” Dustin continued, filling in the adults and teens as to why the siblings couldn’t find their friends.

“Like earlier he made a giant ramp to flip a van, and she helped make sure it wouldn’t hit us.” Lucas remarked.

“It was awesome.” Dustin added.

“But they're drained.” Mike warned.

“Like a bad battery.” Dustin elaborated.

 “Well. . . How do we make them better?” Joyce stammers, concerned.

“We don’t. We just have to wait and try again.” Mike shakily answered.

“Well, How long?” Nancy stressed.

“I don’t know.” Mike answered again, making his sister and the Byers stare in disbelief for a moment.

That is until El muttered, “The bath.” causing the group to look over at her and Two. 

“What?” Joyce questioned, softly.

“We can find them. In the bath.” El explained, Two then flipped the small white board he was holding to show the group a drawing of the sensory deprivation tub that he saw back in the lab.

Dustin then used the Byers phone to call The Party’s science teacher, Mr. Clarke, and after a bit of guilt tripping got the man to give Dustin instructions on how to build one of the tanks. After hanging up Dustin asked the adults some things.

“Good. Then we just need salt. Lots of it.” Dustin listed.

“How much is ‘lots’?” Hopper questioned, making Dustin look back down at his notebook.

“1,500 pounds.” Dustin answered, causing a wave of confusion.

“Well, where are we gonna get that much salt?” Nancy rhetorically asked.

Hopper got an idea and the group packed into Hopper and Joyce's cars. Eventually they pulled up to Hawkins Middle School and got to work. Hopper and Jonathan were grabbing bags of de-icing salt, Dustin and Lucas were setting up Joyce’s kiddie pool in the gym, Nancy and Mike broke into a supply shed to grab multiple hoses, and Joyce was with El and Two in a science classroom. Looking through cabinets, Joyce found duck tape and safety goggles to cover El’s vision.

“This will keep it dark for you. Just like in your bathtub.” Joyce explained to the siblings while sticking the tape on. Stopping for a moment to look at the kids Joyce sighs.

“You’re very brave kids. You know that, don’t you?” Joyce asked softly, causing the kids to turn their heads in shame.

“Everything you’re doing for my boy. . . for Will. . . for my family. . . Thank you.” Joyce praised, beginning to get emotional, making the kids look back at her with tears in their eyes as well.

Suddenly Dustin came into the room and said they needed Two’s help. Two turned to his sister and squeezed her hand for a moment before following Dustin. The pool was filling up and Two was there to help get it to the right temperature.

“Colder!” Lucas ordered, reading a thermometer. Two then stuck his left hand in the water.

“Warmer!” Lucas directed, causing Two to take out his left hand and stick in his right.

“Right there!” Lucas instructed, making Two remove both.

Hopper and Jonathan came in and began pouring the salt into the pool so El could float. Dustin then placed an egg into the water, but it sank, so the group put more salt in, and the egg successfully floated. Mike and Lucas patted Dustin's back, proud of their friend for getting it to work. Mike then sets up his walkie talkie as El takes off her socks and Mike’s watch then puts on the duck taped goggles.

El steps into the pool with the help of Joyce and Hopper. Two watches anxiously as Eleven lays and floats in the water. The lights flicker and go out as El begins her search once she’s in the void. After a few steps El turns around and nervously calls out to what she thinks is Barb then starts walking to her. As she gets closer she grows more distressed as she realizes that it’s Barb’s corpse.

Eleven backs away, scared, as something slithers out of the mouth of the corpse. In the real world, the light’s flicker as El’s breathing gets heavier, making Nancy unsettled.

“What’s going on?” Nancy asked.

“I don’t know.” Mike answered, just as concerned.

Nancy turns back to El and urges her, “Is Barb okay? Is she okay?” 

In the void, El screams out in fear, grabbing her head “Gone! Gone! Gone! Gone! Gone!” but it only comes out as a whimper to the rest of the group.

Joyce attempts to comfort El as her whimpers of gone increase to screams. Two looks at his sister, clearly troubled. His breath gets heavy as the floor around him begins to freeze over. Joyce assures the terrified girl that she’s safe while Hopper notices how distressed the scarred boy is and places a hand on his shoulder.

“Kid! Kid, it’s okay. She’s okay, you’re okay. You’ll both be fine. Alright? You’re both gonna be okay.”

Two shakily looks at the man and tries to nod, taking a few deep breaths. The ice below him stops growing as he calms, silently thanking Hopper before turning back to his sister. El has also relaxed and begins focusing again, the lights flickering once more before she lifts up her hand for her brother to take. Two sees this and carefully takes off Will’s sweater, his borrowed shoes, and socks then quickly hops into the pool and takes his sister’s hand.

Two’s body almost instantly collapses as he reaches El, scaring the party before they realized he was still breathing. Two opens his eyes and looks around confused, he’s never been in the void before, he wasn’t even supposed to be able to. The scarred boy spots his sister and rushes towards her, quickly grasping her hand and giving her his best reassuring smile. The siblings take a moment and close their eyes, opening them to find Castle Byers.

“Castle Byers. . .” El reads aloud, muttering in the real world. 

The siblings slowly walk towards the small structure, Two’s eyes softening as they get closer. He reaches out a shaky hand and pulls the curtain to the side, revealing motionless Will curled up on the floor of his safe space. Two dropped to his knees and quickly grasped the boy's hand, fearing the worst. El crouched down next to her brother and placed a hand on his shoulder as she spoke to Will.

The boy barely has enough strength to open his eyes but when he does he spots his friend's scarred face and mutters, “T-Two?” 

The scarred boy quickly smiles and nods his head avidly, thankful the boy was okay enough to speak. Joyce gasps in relief when she hears the floating girl utter her son’s name and Will’s voice through the radio, quickly she begins telling the girl what to say. El gently assures Will, 

“Your mom. . . she’s coming for you.” Two continues to silently hold the boy's hand, angry over the fact he can’t comfort Will properly.

“Hurry.” Will mutters weakly, his eyes beginning to flutter shut.

Two grips onto his hand tighter, not wanting to lose him again as El continues, “Just. . . Just hold on a little longer.”

Will’s eyes shut completely as Castle Byers begins dissipating around the siblings. El looks around scared while Two focuses solely on Will gasping in fear when he disappears as well, causing Two to stare at his hands in shock. El’s calls for Will turn into shouts as the siblings are left in the void, making her cling to her brother. Two’s breath becomes unsteady as he tries to grip onto his sister, but he instantly spots his hands beginning to vanish.

El hangs onto her brother before he too is gone, leaving her alone in the void, hugging her knees to her chest and grasping at her head desperately. In the real world El’s finally able to yank off the blacked out goggles, dropping Two’s hand. The little girl quickly rushes back into Joyce’s arms, weeping as the mother consoled her. Two simply opened his bloodshot eyes and sat up in the pool, bringing his knees to his chest as the water begane to freeze over.

Two stares off into nothing, his mind only able to picture Will's broken down state and how the boy’s condition was his fault. He opened the gate. He let out the Demogorgon. He left Will. He let the Demogorgon take him. It was his fault. Everything was his fault. He was the monster.

Eventually the siblings get out of the pool, The Party wrapping El in a towel as Two dries himself off with his flames. They sit on the bleachers while the adults leave to go find Will, Two stares at them wishing he could help while his fingers brush over the sweater Will had given him. A hand gently covers his, making Two look up to see his sister smiling softly.

‘It’s okay. He’ll be okay.’

Two could only nod.

*•~Emo-Space-Tea~•*

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[ripbuckley]

penny tags

[99naive]

tag dump , part four .

[wiredsmi1e]

NEW TAGS , PART FOUR .

[lcstpaths]

tag drop.

[glitchaxolol]

So ik 002 was bad and all but I can’t be the only one who thought that dumbass was lowkey cute🤞

Like he tried to kill El and was a a giant jerk but holy shit, it’s a good thing I have a thing for fictional jerks🤭

[unfuncutioning-gay]

*Few years later*

Eleven had been found alive not that long ago with her and mike reuniting happily. El had continued to grow out her hair each inch meaning more freedom from papa.

Of course happiness doesn’t always last as Mike had started lying to her and making excuse on why he couldn’t see her.

So she went to Max for help she had realized that her being jealous of Max was ridiculous Max clearly liked Lucas.

So she sat with Max attentively listening to the advice she gave her. El knew she couldn’t go to Nancy since Mike was her brother and Max would be unbiased.

Max lifted her up off the the bed as she dragged her to go shopping. The first few outfit El tried on had them both giggling.

El had decided she like bright patterns but not rainbows rainbows reminded her of the rainbow room. But the bright patterns meant more freedom things she could never wear in the lab.

The two girls had a ton of fun together before that went back to the cabin for a sleepover.

Except this time El never spied on Billy.

“We should go to my house tomorrow and prank my asshole stepbrother and stepfather.” Max told her.

El nodded smiling,”I will have to ask Hop.” She replied before wandering out to find him.

El ran back in before breaking into a fit of giggles.

“What? What happened? What did he say?” Max asked.

“Lots of insults. And a yes.” El replied faking a serious look.

The two girls got ready for bed as Max read Wonder Woman to El.

“We’re leaving.” Max called to Hopper.

“Don’t forget to call a few times El.” Hopper called back.

“Ok promise. Love you.” El told him. As Hopper came in ruffling her hair and giving her a hug.

“Love you too kiddo. Have fun.”

The two girls left hoping onto Max’s bike as they road to her house.

“I’m home,” Max callled,”and I brought a friend.

Before leading El into the kitchen because they both needed food at least according to Max.

Max couldn’t help but notice the way El took in her surrounding seeming to notice every detail and marking what she figured were escapes.

She had lightly been told of the lab and the people the hunted El and figured it was a reflex from those days.

“Where is everyone?” El asked.

“My parents aren’t here and Billy is around somewhere probably in his room.” Max told her.

Before the two girls walked off to her room for the night

[thatonesongyouretryingtoremember]

OH! 515 Larabee! Because it equals 11!

[potthers]

tags 002

[mattslolita]

she - c. & m. sturniolo ( 002. )

in which . . . the new girl down the street catches the attention of two brothers who grow infatuated with her.

( ghostface!chris x black!fem!reader x ghostface!matt )

warnings ; black!bimbo!fem!reader , ghostface!chris , ghostface!matt , obsessive!chris & matt , blood , gore , knives , mentions of death , eventual smut , threesome , dry humping , backshots , bigdick!chris , unprotected piv ( wrap it freaks! )

"o𝒏𝒆, 𝒕𝒘𝒐, 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕."

pt. 1, 2, 3, 4 💌

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it had been three and a half months, and your relationship with chris and matt had blossomed — you had grown extremely close to matt and chris.

you were so oblivious to all the things they'd gotten out of you, every little secret you carried — they let you cry on their shoulder when you did bad on a test, or when someone wasn't so kind to you. and oh, don't let them have found out about the dozens of guys who flirted with you and tried to talk to you. . .they took notice of it all, calculating exactly how they would "handle" each and every guy. hell, even some of the girls who talked to you in that way was watched carefully, and matt and chris didn't hesitate to take care of them, too.

matt and chris never let you out of their sight, either — you were always telling them wherever you went and how long you'd be there. you'd made other friends during your time at school, and if you only knew what they did while you were gone.

multiple pairs of your favorite thongs had gone missing over time, yet you hadn't suspected a thing or knew the reason why; did you ever question why certain people in your class stopped showing up? would you ever notice the small clicks from a camera outside of your bedroom window when you sat alone in your room, in nothing but your bra and panties? looking ever so inviting, freshly out of the shower as you laid back in your bed, small noises of pleasure escaping your lips as you touched yourself to the thought of your newest best friends — oh it was so wrong of you, yet you didn't have any intentions of stopping.

( would you ever have noticed matt outside of your bedroom a night ago, watching you as he too palmed himself through the fabric of his boxers? )

this night in particular, you had finally gotten a chance to wind down from school. your parents were out working late like usual, which left you to the company of yourself. you had grown attached to being with matt and chris all the time, yet you didn't want to bother them by asking them to come over.

instead, you sat against your bedframe, remote in hand as you mindlessly clicked through the tv channels. you had a sliver of your hair between your fingers, curling the dark strands as your mouth was fixed into a pout whilst your eyes stared at the screen with disinterest.

around this time, you were expecting a call from a certain someone — ever since that one day, you'd receive a call from him every two days out of the week. it was wrong to indulge in the mind games of a stranger you didn't even know. . . ( or did you? )

the taboo event was exciting to you, as this is something you've never done before — your parents knew nothing about it, which worked out perfectly, yet it was also odd considering they only seemed to call when your parents were away ( oh poor, innocent you. . . ) you never even confided in your best friends about your secret, finding it embarrassing. ( but what if they knew about it all along? )

a soft sigh escapes your lips and you're about to have given up the tv altogether. . .but as you quickly click off of the news, you're quick to click back, as a headline has your eyes wide with horror.

"reports from an older couple on loomis lane called into the boston police station to report a murder of seventeen year old stephen myers."

a gasp leaves your lips, tears immediately filling your line of vision as you hold a shaky hand up to your mouth, shaking your head slightly. "the poor young man's body was gutted, left hanging from a tree. at the crime scene, forensics and investigators have found a charred mask, its mouth fixed in a permanent scream, symbolizing like something out of a horror movie."

you felt bile threaten to rise from your stomach, the contents you ate from earlier today almost coming up — you knew stephen myers. he was a cute boy in your class who had just asked you on a date that same day. and he was found dead?

"police have issued a city-wide curfew throughout boston, until this ghostface killer has been caught. please stay safe and on high alert. back to you, miss prescott."

your breath caught in your throat as you stared at the screen in both shock and utter disgust — how is it that someone you've barely gotten to know had been dead in less than the 24 hours of you knowing them? this instilled fear within you, and you suddenly pulled the covers up close to you.

suddenly, a loud tapping noise startles you, causing a loud shriek to leave your lips as your eyes stare at your bedroom window in complete horror — heart still pumping rapidly, you put a hand on your chest when a familiar set of brown locs are pushed back from his blue eyes, cheshire grin peering at you as he gives you a small wave.

you roll your eyes but suck in a sharp breath, ripping the covers away from you as you quickly bound over to chris at your window.

"you scared me so bad!" you hissed at him, pulling the window up all the way. a breeze sifts past you, causing you to shudder as chris chuckles at your reaction.

"aw, sorry bout' that ma," chris teases you, reaching in the window to poke you in the side. you glare at him unimpressed, crossing your arms across your chest as you mean mug him. he rolls his eyes at your petty behavior, running a hand through his locs as he nods to the window. "kay' fine, sorry, alright? now ya gonna let me in, or what?"

with a heavy sigh, you moved to the side to allow chris access to climb into the window — you watch as his taller frame expertly climbs inside, and every time he does you're so surprised, as it seems like he's done this so many times before.

"have you watched the news tonight?" you ask chris, not facing him as you close your window behind him, "i can't believe it..."

"yeah..." chris answers, but his eyes are scanning your room as if he's been in there for the first time.

he looks over your bed, analyzing the order of your stuffed animals — his eyes then drift over to your desk, eyes intently focused on the order of the little things that lay scattered about the small space. his eyes then flick over to see you standing near your bedroom window, worry filled within your own eyes as you looked out into the looming darkness.

"whatcha thinkin' bout, hm?' chris asks you, flopping down on your bed, leaning back towards the headboard. he motions for you join beside him, licking his lips as he watches you, "c'mere."

a sigh escapes your pouted lips, as you shuffled over to the bed next to chris — his eyes shamelessly rove over your barely exposed bottom half, your ass cheeks almost protruding out of your small, white shorts. the bed dips beside chris, and you sit as close to him as possible. his arm almost instantly comes down to rest over your shoulder, as he grins runs his fingers through your ponytail.

"i just can't believe stephens gone," you whisper, shaking your head.

"i can," chris shrugs, his expression void of any emotion.

your eyes immediately snap over to him pure shock — how could he say something like that about his classmate? you weren't really sure if chris or matt had ever had any problems with any of your classmates, but to completely be nonchalant about someone dying?

"chris!" you hiss, lightly smacking his chest, "how could you say that? that's so messed up!"

"kid was a dick, y/n," chris sighs, running a hand along his face as he slowly turns to face you, "sides', he was always flirtin' with you an' shit. he was a player, too."

your nose scrunches in confusion, as you lean towards chris more as his eyes bore into yours. "wait, what does it matter if he flirts with me or not?"

chris's eyes narrow as he takes his time checking you out from head to toe — your face heats up as his eyes graze from your face, to the bare side of your neck, down to your chest. chris's eyes linger there for a beat longer, and he licks his lips as a small grin takes over his features. your legs instinctively press together, and you find yourself aroused at the way he took his time looking at you.

"look at you, angel," chris whispers, swiping his thumb over your lips as he gently caresses your cheek. his eyes lower to your lips, before they flick back up to your eyes, "nobody fuckin' deserves you."

a soft gasp leaves your lips as chris expertly hoists you up and onto his lap. his eyes never leave yours, predatory gaze locked on you as he holds your hips firmly in his grasp.

your eyes graze over his lips ever so invitingly, and chris smirks slightly as he watches your eyes — his own eyes lock on your lips, and he begins to lean up slowly.

his breath tickles your jaw, and your eyes flutter shut as you both lean in — his lips were soft and warm, and your arms melted together as they wrapped around his neck. you'd never imagined you'd be here in this scenario, kissing one of your best friends, but here you were — and truthfully? you've been wanting this for a long time.

chris's lips are hot on yours, his tongue messily swiping across your bottom lip, asking for entrance into your mouth. a low moan leaves past you as chris explores your mouth, his grip on your hips harsh as he groans, rolling your hips down and that's when you feel his erection under you.

a whimper leaves your mouth as you grind down on him, his lips parted slightly as he watches the way your own mouth falls open slightly, as you continue grinding down on him needily.

chris attaches his lips to your neck, nipping and biting on the supple skin there, causing a moan to leave your lips as his hands guide your waist up and down. your panties are now soaked with your arousal, and now all you want is to be filled up with chris inside of you.

"c-chris, please," you whimper out lowly, fingers slightly tugging at his brown locs, causing him to groan on your neck.

"aw what's that, ma?" chris taunts you, sending a smack to your ass as he comes up from your neck, a smirk on his lips, "want me to fuck you, don't ya?"

"yes..." you nod, big eyes staring down at him.

his erection seems to grow larger as he hurriedly takes you off of his lap, standing up at the foot of the bed as he stares down at you — you tilted your head slightly, doe eyes looking up at him in confusion.

"wha-"

"all fours sweetheart, now," chris growls, yanking his pants down. your eyes are immediately drawn to the very large print in his boxers, and you bite your lips as you nod and do what he says.

you took your shorts off, revealing your bare pussy — chris lets out a groan, shoving his boxers off next as his eyes rove over your bare cunt, dripping and waiting to be fucked by him.

you slowly turn around, face down ass up as you await chris's next move — another low grunt leaves his lips as you feel his presence now looming over you, watching you with hungry eyes. a whimper leaves your lips when chris's fingers glide across your pussy, collecting your slick. he slathers it on the tip of his cock, throwing his head back as he runs his hands along the tip of his cock, teasing himself.

"p-please, need you-"

your words are cut off as a moan replaces them, when chris's cock slowly begins to enter you. he lets out a low moan, gripping onto your hips harshly as he slams his own hips into you, ripping a loud moan from you.

"oh gosh!" you cry out, back arching almost immediately as chris pulls out, just to drive himself back into you, "s-so big!"

"that so, sweetheart?" chris groans, wrapping his hands around your throat, pulling your head back so that his face was level with yours, "fillin' you up jus' how you wanted, yeah?"

"y-yes," you moaned, the bed board creaking as chris continued ramming himself inside of you from behind.

the slapping of skin sounded throughout the house, and you were sure the neighbors would hear and probably tell your parents, but you didn't care — the pleasure chris was giving you was so good all your thoughts about getting caught went out the window. the only thing you could focus on how good his dick felt filling you up, hitting your sweet spot repeatedly.

"fuck, y'so fuckin' tight, ma," chris rambles, driving his cock deeper inside of you, "could be in this pussy all night, baby...feel so fuckin' good, would fuckin' kill anybody over this pussy..."

a loud moan escapes your lips as chris's vulgar words, causing him to narrow his eyes at you with a predatory gaze, watching the way your back arched for him and him only.

"yeah, y'like that?" chris groans in your ear, tugging on your ponytail as his hips snaps into your ass, cock abusing your gummy walls, "want me to kill somebody for ya? y'know i would, angel. would fuckin' murder anybody for you..."

( little did you know, he and matt had already done that earlier today. )

"c-close," you choked out, incoherent babbles leaving your lips as you struggled to keep your head up. tears pricked at your waterline, the pleasure intense as you felt the pressure building up in your stomach.

"gonna fill you up, ma," chris moans, his hand going down to rub circles over your clit. a loud cry leaves your lips as the double pleasure, chris's cock still drilling into your pussy. "c'mon baby, give it to me..."

"chris, chris, chriss..."

his name is like a mantra on your lips as you cum around his cock, decorating the mushroom tip with your arousal — his hips stutter, and you can feel his cock twitching inside of you signaling he's about to cum too. with a few more thrusts, chris's hips sputter as his cock fills you to the brim with his hot, sticky cum, painting your velvety walls a white color of his release. he rides out his high, pulling out of you which causes you to hiss slightly at the overstimulation of your raw, sensitive pussy.

"fuck," chris grunts, running a hand through his now sweaty locs, pulling his boxers up over himself, "y'okay, sweetheart?"

"yeah, i'm good," you nod weekly, looking up at him with a sweet smile causing him to grin.

"bet ya always wanted me to fuck you, huh?" chris smirks, leaning down and planting a kiss to your cheek.

your cheeks heated up in embarrassment, to which he lets out a chuckle — chris gently strokes the side of your cheek, biting down on his lip before he plants another kiss to your lips. "i'll see you tomorrow at school."

"um, okay," you nod again, watching as chris hurriedly goes over to your window.

you watch with your eyes slightly widened as he opens it up, climbing out of the window with ease — he turns to you once more and flashes that famous cheshire grin of his, before disappearing completely into the darkness of your backyard.

you couldn't believe you'd just let one of your new best friends fuck you. but you couldn't deny how palpable the sexual tension had become between you and the both of them, and you just knew it was bound to happen.

( rule #2 : never have sex. it's a gateway to all the rest of the sins. . . )

you let a sigh slip past your lips as you finished cleaning yourself up, putting back on your nightly attire. but before you could tuck yourself back into bed, a loud ring of your landline nearly startles you half to death as you gasp loudly, clutching your chest.

an excited sound leaves your lips as you bite your lip in anticipation — it was surely him. it was foolish of you to continue conversing with a stranger, especially with a psychopathic killer on the loose.

but unfortunately, your naivety took over, and you answered the phone.

"hello, darlin'," the deep voice purrs from the other end, causing you to giggle as you twisted the cord around your fingers.

"hi, you," you say back, looking around your room as you settle your legs underneath yourself, "so what's got you callin' me up tonight, huh?"

"y'see beautiful, the exorcist came on last night, an' it got me thinkin' of us," he tells you, causing a chill to go down your spine.

"really?"

"really," he says, and you found your cheeks warming up once again. "but i'm afraid your best friend might get in the way of us."

"my- what?" you ask him, looking around but this time, it was in panic.

"oh you heard me, doll," he drawls, and you can almost hear the smirk in his voice, "could've sworn he jus' left ya house after you fucked, am i right?"

the blood drains from your face upon the realization that you were being watched — a soft whimper leaves your lips as you quickly get up to lock all the windows in your bedroom, and you hurriedly closed the blinds shut. you could hear a sinister chuckle leave his lips on the other line, causing another chill to go down your spine.

"i- what do you want from me?" you begin to sob quietly, putting a hand over your face in shame. how could you have been so naive?

"to see what your insides look like," he snarls, causing a gasp to leaves your lips.

"it's you. you're the ghostface killer."

"so smart doll, look at that," he purrs, causing you to pull your legs up to your knees, rocking back and forth slightly, "now if ya follow my rules, i'll spare your life. how's that sound?"

nothing but a small whimper leaves past your lips, and you can hear him groan on other end. "need to hear your words, sweetheart. now answer the question."

"yes, i'll follow your rules," you nod, "but please don't kill me, mr. ghostface."

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The Upside Down

NOT MY GIFS

Chapter 8

About an hour later Mike grows impatient and rushes out of the gym, calling out for his sister. He realizes the parking lot is empty and goes back inside to ask his friends,

“They’re gone. Nancy and Jonathan. His car is gone.” Mike announces, walking back to the group and getting their attention.

“They’re probably just sucking face somewhere.” Dustin brushes off, making Lucas and Mike shudder.

“Gross.” “No. No way!”

“Did they go with the chief?” Dustin suggests.

“I don’t know!” Mike shrugs, his face scrunched.

“No.” El mutters, causing Mike and Two to turn to her.

“What? Did you see them? Do you know where they went?” Mike questions.

“Yes.” El responds.

“Where? Where did they go?” Mike immediately asks once she answers.

After a beat of silence, “Demogorgon.”

At the same time in Hawkins Lab, Dr Brenner walks into a room and silently hands Hopper a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. The older man walks past him before turning around and questioning,

“Where are the children?”

Hopper takes a breath before speaking, “You gotta give me your word. Nobody’s ever gonna find out about this. And those other three kids, those boys, you’re gonna leave them alone. Then I’ll tell you. Tell you where your little science experiments are.” 

Hopper then takes another drag of his cigarette. 

“I’m telling you this is a mistake.” Connie sighs, following Brenner and a group of soldiers leaving the lab.

“It’s gone. Isn’t that what you wanted?” Brenner questions.

“And if they find the boy?” Connie asks.

“That’s not gonna happen.” Brenner assures, focused solely on his kids.

Dozens of soldiers load into vans, Brenner and Connie getting into a car that quickly follows after all vehicles heading to Hawkins Middle School.

The party stands in the gym with Mike trying to convince them to go out and look for his sister and Jonathan. 

“Mike, in case you forgot, we’re still fugitives. The bad men are looking for us.” Lucas reasons before Dustin agrees,

“Yeah, and we don’t even know where your sister is.”

“El and Two can find them!” Mike suggests, gesturing back at them.

Dustin points at them with an annoyed look, “Mike, look at them.”

Mike looks back and sees El hugging her knees to her chest and Two still staring down at Will’s sweater.

“I still think we should stick to the chief's plan.” Dustin recommends, getting Lucas to nod.

“Exactly. We stay here, keep El and Two out of sight and keep them safe. That’s the most important thing, remember?” This gets Mike to sigh and look down.

“Besides, she’s okay. She’s with Jonathan.” Lucas comforts as Dustin smiles,

“Yeah, and she’s kind of a badass now, so. . .” Dustin then walks over to Two asking softly, “Hey, you wanna go try some chocolate pudding?”

Two blinks up at him, slightly confused before turning to El and seeing her nod. If it was chocolate, he’d probably like it. Dustin smiles as Two nods in agreement, gesturing for the boy to follow him. Mike and Lucas see them start leaving the gym and Mike calls out, 

“Well, where are you going? You just said "stick to the plan!”

“We are. We’re just gonna get some chocolate pudding. I’m telling you Lunch Lady Phyllis hoards that shit!” Dustin explains, turning back to enunciate his words. 

“Are you serious?!” Mike questions, throwing his hands up in disbelief.

“El and Two need to be recharged! C’mon, let’s go.” Dustin reasons, Two and Lucas following after him.

El and Mike stand there in shock. The group make their way to the cafeteria, Lucas, Dustin, and Two heading to the kitchen while Mike and El sit at one of the tables. Dustin yanks open a fridge revealing a large stack of chocolate pudding.

“Found it! I knew she was hoarding it. I knew it.” Dustin announces, getting Lucas’ and Two’s attention. The boys quickly begin taking out can after can holding it in their arms. Lucas passes one to Two and suggests, 

“Go ahead, try it. You’ll love it, I swear, dude.” 

Lucas and Dustin continue as Dustin turns and yells, “Mike, I found the chocolate pudding!!” Getting Mike to yell back, “Okay!!”

Two silently figures out how to open the can, smiling a bit as he smells the chocolatey food. He dips his finger in the can and quickly tastes it, his eyes widening. It tastes just like chocolate! The scarred boy continues to chow down, getting Lucas and Dustin to laugh and crack open their own cans.

The boys begin eating before Dustin turns to Two, slightly confused and asks, “How do you know what chocolate tastes like? The bad men give you candy?”

“Mm, yeah, why do you love chocolate so much?” Lucas questions, licking some pudding off the lid.

Two licks some chocolate off his finger, wipes his hand on his pants, turns to grab the white board Jonathan gave him and writes messily, ‘Will.’

Lucas and Dustin pause when he flips the board to show him, Lucas handing Will’s sweater to the boy while Dustin pats his back, “He’s coming back, Two. His mom and the chief are gonna bring him back.”

Two nods, smiling softly before gathering some can, the other boys following his lead. They take the pudding to the cafeteria, placing it down on the table, “This will charge your battery right up, right, Two?”

The scarred boy nods and hands a pre opened can to his sister before Mike rushes in, out of breath, “Guys! Guys!”

“What is it?” Lucas asks, turning around along with the others.

“They found us.” Mike pants, making the group drop everything and gather their stuff. 

The party runs out of the cafeteria, shutting off the lights as they enter the hallways, making sure there weren’t bad men around.

“How did they find us?” Lucas asks, keeping his voice down.

“I don’t know, but they knew we were in the gym.” Mike answers, keeping El’s hand in his.

Dustin instantly realizes what happened, muttering, “Lando.”

The party looks up and are spotted by a group of bad men, instantly turning around to rush back up the stairs. El turns a corner and is spotted by more men, turning and running back around, the group following with Two in the back. El stops when she sees Connie blocking their path with more bad men, all aiming guns. El turns briefly to make eye contact with Two, nodding before turning back.

The hall goes nearly silent for Two and El as they focus their powers, the lights flickering as the bad men and Connie’s faces morph into pain. All the siblings can hear is their own breathing as blood beings spilling out of the soldiers eyes and noses. Suddenly a loud squelching noise is heard before all their bodies drop to the floor, the men El was looking at seemed fine other than the blood pouring from their faces, while the men Two was looking at skin was boiled, the bodies still slightly twitching.

The siblings let out soft sighs before they collapsed to the floor, the rest of the party dropping down to make sure they’re okay. Dustin grabs onto Two, bringing him closer to El as Mike calls out to her, shaking her.

“El, are you okay? El! Something’s wrong.”

“She’s just drained. They both are.” Dustin reasons, slightly shaking Two.

“No, no, no. She won’t wake up. El! El! El!!” Mike denies, continuing to shake the girl.

Mike kneels further down, pressing his ear to her side as Dustin moves Two’s head into his lap. Mike looks up at the others and informs, “She’s barely breathing.”

“Same with Two. . .” Dustin mentions, looking down at the scarred boy.

“We gotta go.” Lucas demands before another voice cut in.

“Leave them. Step away from the children.” Brenner orders, turning the corner into the hallways.

The boys instantly stand up, Dustin placing Two’s head on the floor softly. 

“No. You want he- them, you have to kill us first.” Mike shields the siblings, making the other two do the same.

“That’s right!” “Eat shit!” Dustin and Lucas support, stepping over the siblings' bodies.

They turn and see more bad men behind them, instantly getting grabbed and lifted from the floor. The boys struggle in the men’s arms, writhing and shouting to be released but they’re ignored. Brenner walks to his children, sitting down to partially lift up Eleven, cupping her face.

“Eleven? Eleven, can you hear me? Eleven?” Brenner asks softly, causing the exhausted girl to barely open her eyes.

“Papa?” Eleven mumbles in confusion, her eyes still half shut.

Brenner smiles and confirms, “Yes, yes, it’s your papa.”

Eleven hears the boys struggle and turns her head, spotting the party in the arms of the bad men and her brother passed out on the floor, his nose still bleeding. The girl’s brows furrow as she looks around in distress, whimpers leaving her.

Papa shushes her as he continues, “Shh, shh, you’re sick. You both are, but I’m going to make you better. I’m going to take you back home, where I can make you both well again. Where we can make all of this better, so no one else gets hurt.”

As Papa speaks, Eleven continues to look around, occasionally pausing to regain her energy. Once Papa’s assurance ends, El glares up at him muttering, “Bad.”

Brenner’s smile drops as he slightly leans away, not expecting his daughter to defy him. El continues, using most of her strength to try and push him away, “Bad. Mike. Mike. Two. Two. Mike.” 

The lights begin to flicker, making everyone stop and turn to a cracking wall. Mike realizes what’s happening and mutters, “Blood.”

Lucas turns to him, questioning, “What?”

“Blood.” Mike repeats, louder than before. 

The party then realizes how much blood is on the floor of the halls, pouring from the bodies of the bad men. The wall cracks open, the faceless monster emerging from it.

“Demogorgon.” Dustin mutters, staring at it before it jumps out of the wall, letting out an ear piercing screech.

The bad men drop the boys, aiming their guns and shooting at the creature. The party rushes to the siblings, lifting El into Dustin’s arms and Two onto Lucas’ back. The moment the siblings are secure the boys rush away, ignoring all the gunfire. Brenner stands in silent awe before approaching the beast, instantly getting tackled as its mouth opens.

Mike leads the party down the halls, occasionally looking back to make sure the creature or the bad men weren’t following them. He open the door to a science lab, rushing to clear two tables as Dustin assures El that they’re safe and Lucas locks the door, patting Two’s arm even though he wasn’t awake.

Dustin places El onto a table and both boys help Lucas place Two on the second table. Mike rushes to El and holds her hands assuring her, “Just hold on a little longer, okay? He’s gone. The bad man’s gone.” 

El mutters softly, cutting him off, “Two?”

Mike turns to Dustin who had been checking up on the boy, and sees him nod softly, “Two’s okay. We’ll be home soon, and my mom. . . she’ll get you your own bed. You can eat as many Eggos as you want. And we can go to the Snow Ball.”

As Mike speaks, a sad and weak smile grows on El’s face and she asks softly, “Promise?”

“Promise.” Mike responds before the lights go out and a screech grows closer. Mike and the other boys scream in fright as the gunfire grows closer, then stops.

“Is. . . Is it dead?” Dustin stutters, looking at the others.

The creature then busts down the door, making the boys scramble for Lucas to grab his wrist rocket. Dustin hands Lucas his rocks and the boy quickly aims and fires, hitting the creature but not causing a dent. The creature opens its mouth and lets out a screech as Lucas reloads. The boy hits it again and again but the creature still approaches. 

The boy prepares the largest rock and the creature growls, he aims and fires, shooting the creature back and pinning it into the wall with a crack. The boys stand in shock as El walks past them, her dark circles worse than before, bloodshot eyes, and veins popping on her forehead. Two shakily rolls off the table, rushing to his sister along with Mike.

“Eleven, stop!” Mike shouts, putting Eleven waves her arm sending him back to the rest of the party along with Two. 

The scarred boy looks up at his sister, stopping himself by digging his burning hands into the floor. The party stares at Eleven as she makes her way to the creature, it shrieking and crying as the girl slowly crushes it with her powers. Once she reaches it, she turns back to the boys with regret, examining each of their heartbroken faces. The girl makes eye contact with her brother, the boy instantly knowing what she wants to say.

As a tear falls from Two’s eyes, El mutters, “Goodbye, Mike.”

She turns back to the creature with a deadly look, stating, “No more.”

As she lifts her hand the beast lets out an ear piercing cry, causing the party to cover their ears in pain. Two simply stared at his sister’s back, wanting to move or shout, but he couldn’t, his own sister was stopping him. The beast reaches out his own hand towards Eleven, the girl letting out a final yell as she uses her powers to slowly turn the creature to ash.

Two lets out a cry as he watches his sister be consumed by the ash of the monster, disappearing alongside it as the lights finally stop flickering. The party finally uncovers their ears before Mike rushes to stand up, walking past the still Two as he shouts for El. The boys look around the room as Lucas joins him, calling out for the girl.

Dustin kneels beside the ever silent Two, placing a hand on his shoulder. Two shakily looks up and lets out a weak and scratchy word,

“Ellie. . . ?” 

Lucas and Dustin turn to him in shock as the tears pour from the boy. Mike continues to shout for the boy's sister, “El, where are you? Eleven? El?”

Dustin places a hand on Two’s chest as the boy's breathing grows unsteady. Two trembles as he grips onto Dustin’s hand, his eyes fluttering shut before the boy collapses onto the floor. Lucas rushes to help Dustin make sure Two’s okay as Mike stares silently at the hallway, still in shock. 

After a few minutes of the boys shaking Two, sirens are heard outside and paramedics rush into the room.  A few lead the boys away as another pair moves Two onto a stretcher, listening for his pulse and breathing. As the boys are brought outside to be checked out, Dustin stares as Two is loaded into an ambulance, a paramedic holding a BVM to the boy's face. The ambulance drives off as Karen Wheeler offers to take the boys to the hospital to see Will, who was announced to be found alive.

A few hours later Will wakes up to his mom and Jonathan sitting beside his bed, smiling with relief down at him. After they assure him that he’s home and safe the boy turns to see a boy in another hospital bed, his breathing steady but slow. Having a closer look Will spots the burn scars on the boys face, arms, and legs, instantly recognizing him. 

“Two? You found him. Is- Is he okay?” Will smiles as he looks up at his mom.

“He’ll be alright, honey. He’s gonna be fine.” Joyce assures, gently stroking his head with her thumb.

Jonathan silently leaves the room, a few minutes later, the party bursts into the room with shouts of joy. Mike and Lucas rush to hug Will, being pulled away by Dustin so he can hug the boy as well. The boys quickly begin explaining what Will had missed while he was gone with bright smiles. Will listens in awe, letting out a laugh before suddenly coughing into his hands, causing the boy's smiles to fade. 

“It got me. The demogorgon.” Will explains, sadly.

“We know. It’s okay. It’s dead. We made some new friends. One stopped it. She saves us. But she’s gone now.” Mike explains sadly, looking down before Dustin adds,

“Her name’s Eleven.”

“Like the number? Wait, like Two?” Will questions before his eyes brighten and he turns to the scarred boy.

“Yeah, we call her El. She’s Two’s sister.” Lucas confirms, smiling.

“He tried to save me. . . What happened to him? How’d you find him?” Will questions softly, staring at the boy.

The party continues explaining the journey they went on as Jonathan and Nancy stand in the doorway with smiles. Nancy’s smile eventually fades before she walks out of the room. She makes her way to a window and holds onto it, shutting her eyes to block out her thoughts. Once she opens them she sees a familiar car pull into the parking lot, men in suits rushing out and into the building. Nancy gasps softly before turning and doing the first thing that comes to mind.

Nancy rushes into the waiting room, grabbing Steve by his shirt and yanking him out to Will and Two’s room. Steve questions her but she quickly shuts him up at they enter,

“Steve! I don’t have time to explain but I need you to take and hide Two in your house!” This causes the party and Jonathan to look at her in shock.

“What?! W- Why would I- Two?? What do you mean hid-” Steve stammers, looking back and forth between Nancy and Two.

“Nancy. What happened?” Jonathan cuts him off, walking up to the girl.

“The bad men are here! We need to get Two out! None of our houses are safe except Steve’s. They won’t look for him there.” Nancy explains, making everyone turn to Steve to know his decision.

“Nancy, this is crazy! I can’t just- This is a whole kid- How am I supposed to-” Steve continues, distress clear as he’s faced with this big decision.

He’s cut off by a voice asking softly, “Is he in danger?”

Turning around Steve is met with. . . His mom?!

“Mom?! What’re you doing here?” He questions, shocked.

Lucia Harrington raises her brow and responds, “You think I wouldn’t know where my baby ran off to at 3 in the morning? Anyway, Nancy, you said this boy’s in trouble?”

Nancy nods as Lucia walks over to the boy, scanning his scrawny and scarred form, “There’s bad men after him. The same ones who gave him those scars.”

Lucia gently runs the back of her hand against his scarred cheek and adjusts his ID bracelet, reading that he was only marked as John Doe.

After a moment of silence, Lucia turns to Steve and orders softly, “You unhook him, I’ll pull up the car.”

Steve stares at his mom in silence before looking at Nancy’s pleading eyes and nodding, rushing to the boy and beginning to unhook all the machinery. Lucia rushes out of the room and to the parking lot, shaken at how similar the boy looked to her old friend, Neve. Jonathan assures the boys that Two will be okay as Steve lifts him into his arms.

Steve and Nancy sneak past nurses and doctors as they make their way down to the parking lot. Two would let out a whine or whimper every so often when he was jostled, making Steven softly apologize. Nancy throws open the doors, Lucia pulling up not even a minute later. The girl opens the back door letting Steve place the boy in the back seat. 

After he shuts the door and goes to jump in the passenger seat, Nancy stops him with a kiss on the cheek and a small, “Thank you.”

Steve smiles dopily, staring down at the girl awestruck. That is until his mom rolls down the window and warns, “Steven.”

Steve nods and rushes to the other side of the car, jumping in as his mom races off, not even letting him put his seatbelt on. Nancy watches the Harringtons drive off, sighing in relief knowing that Two was safe. Inside the car, Two finally opens his eyes, looking around confused before spotting the stars out of the window. The tired boy gets lost in the soft light, his vision blurring as he relaxes and shuts his eyes once more.

One month later in the Wheeler’s basement, The party is nearing the end of their campaign. The thessalhydra appears but is quickly killed off by Will the Wise’s fireball. Two looks up from the baking book he’s reading and smiles at the cheering boys, noiselessly laughing as Will skips around the table. The boy turns back to the book he found scrounging around the basement, admiring all the chocolate treats.

The boy looks up as Jonathan enters the basement, gesturing for Will to gather his things. Will says bye to the party before he turns to the scarred boy, kneeling in front of him. He opens his bag and takes out book that had a bow stuck on it, 

“Merry Christmas, Two.” Will smiles at the boy as he takes the gift.

Removing the bow reveals the title ‘Beginner’s ASL: American Sign Language’. Two looks up at Will, clearly confused. Like always, Will seemingly reads his mind and explains,

“ASL, it’s a way to talk without using your voice. Look, you use your hands and each move means something. I figured using your whiteboard is probably getting pretty annoying.” 

Two’s eyes sparkle as Will explains the book's purpose, rapidly looking through it to find a specific word. After a moment, Two lifts his flat hand to his mouth before moving it down and forward towards Will. Will looks down at the book and reads what the sign means, ‘Thank you.’

Will smiles and mutters, “You’re welcome, Two. I’ll see you next time.”

Two nods and continues reading the book, moving his hands and fingers to begin practicing. He takes nibbles of the chocolate truffles Steve gifted him earlier, not noticing Mike looking back at the fort and wishing El was there too. A few hours later two is snuggled into the fort, sighing softly as he sees the empty spot beside him. He turns to look at the blanket ceiling, shutting his eyes and quickly falling asleep. Once he opens them, he finds himself in the dark empty void. His thoughts are heard aloud,

Ellie? Ellie? Are you there? Come home? Ellie?

Two received no response.

*•~Emo-Space-Tea~•*

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