#EVERYONE'LL DIE AND COME BACK

[joseatta11]

I think to much

I've been seeing a lot of posts talking about whether or not Will Byers have a gun. My personal take-I know no one asked- is that Will has a gun, and can use it just fine. When the demodogs come charging? BLAM! If he cries that night because he killed a living thing? I don't see how that's anybody's business. Well, except for Mike. Mike heard. If Will falls asleep with Mike's long arms wrapped around him? That's a secret nobody needs to know. When they fight Vecna though, all Will hears is the screams of those being ripped apart by the demodogs. All he sees are the demodogs knocking Bob to the ground, his dead body and blood soaked scrubs on the ground moments later. All he smells is the disgusting, putrid smell of the dead. All he tastes is that toxic snow of the Upside Down. All he feels is the gun is his hand. The safety off.

"Do it. Become the man your father always wanted you to be." Vecna goads him. He can't be his father's son though. He won't leave bruises on anyone's back. He won't come back for the money. He-

"Will!" Mike's voice tore him from his thoughts. Will looked up and his heart shattered as he saw Mike, vines wrapped around his throat, pinning him to the tree. The love of his life. Mike goddamned Wheeler. He still feels the ghost of his kiss against his lips. He'll die if he doesn't do this. Everyone'll die if he doesn't do this. He lifts the gun, hand shaking, and aims it.

"It's okay! You don't have to do this!" Mike shouted, giving him that small perfect smile.

"Do it. Do it. Do it." Vecna chanted, smiling. He knew he won. Poor little William Byers was much too weak to pull the trigger. He was a fairy. A queer. A gay. A fag. Will took a glance around. Surely this couldn't be it. They couldn't come all this way just to lose. El's eyes were closed, trying to use what remained of her powers. Max was cursing out Vecna, despite not being able to see him and barely able to talk because of the vines. Lucas and Dustin were hiding somewhere, keeping off the demodogs, completely unaware of the troubling situation. Vecna has caused all this pain and suffering for what? He was different? Yeah, well join the club.

"Fuck you!" Will spat.

"Yeah! Go Will!" Mike cheered as Max whooped. Will aimed the gun, finger settling on the trigger.

"Kill that Motherfucker!" Max whooped.

"We love you!" El yelled. Those three simple words were enough. More than enough. Will pulled the trigger. It struck Vecna right in the chest. He stumbled back in surprise. The world dulled around him. He thought he would be ready for this. His world turned fuzzy as Vecna's blood splattering on the ground.

"Will!" Mike's words echoed before he landed hard on the floor.

23 years later Will Byers still has nightmares about pulling the trigger. About the blood splatter and the deafening BLAM! It's not all bad stuff though. 23 years later Will Byers is now Will Wheeler-Byers. 23 years later El and Dustin have been happily married for ten years and Lucas and Max have been married for fifteen. 23 years later Mike and Will made the best selling comics Stranger Things. 23 years later Will is happy.

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I didn't mean to make it that long, I'm really sorry. I kind of want to make a fanfic now. All in all, what I'm saying is that Will would pull the trigger but he would hate it.