There was a reason as to why Scarlett drew everything she saw, and she barley slept. No one but her mother and her brother knew those. The drawing had been something young Scarlett had taken on from her deceased father, and the sleeping issue was indirectly his fault.
Ever since the accident at Bill Henderson's lab, Scarlett grew more protective of her little brother. He was her world and she would die before allowing anyone to harm a hair on his head.
Of course Scarlett would have to fight monsters when the small town of Hawkins becomes the set of a horror story. Her brother and his friends' lives were in danger, it was her duty to be there for him.
The fact that she had zero fitness and fighting skills were small details. She would stab the monsters with her pencil of need be.
This story is about
Scarlett Henderson
becoming the hero she
always had been to Dustin.
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Until The End | Steve Harrington
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