𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 ✪ 𝙬. 𝙗𝙮𝙚𝙧𝙨

★12

chapter twelve.
it's gone
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𝙒𝙄𝙇𝙇'𝙎 𝙀𝙔𝙀𝙎 𝙎𝙃𝙊𝙏 open, darting around the room in confusion. He struggled against his binding, trying to get up, resisting the heat that engulfed the room.

"What's happening? It hurts!" He groaned. Em saw Jonathan shift uncomfortably beside her. It must be agony for him to see his brother in such pain. Will began to thrash around on the bed wildly, throwing his head back and screaming "It hurts! It hurts! Let me go! Let me go!"

Ember was too focused on him to see Nancy slip her hand into Jonathans quietly. She couldn't look away from Will. The sweat was piling up on his forehead, dampening his fringe. There was a glazed look in his eyes that darkened them, like misty clouds darkening the night sky. She could feel a burning pit of fire raging inside of her. How dare they do this to him, he was just a boy. He didn't deserve this. No one deserved what these awful monsters had done to them. Em felt her palms begin to scorch as she though of Bob, and his comforting, fluffy smile that she would never get to see again. 

Em stood infront of Will's small helpless frame as he tossed and turned, screeching with pain. Behind her, Joyce was turning up all the heaters to the maximum heat, and Jonathan was pleading desperatly with her. But like Em, Joyce was blinded with love, and could only see the pain this monster was causing to her young son. Will was at this point gone completely feral, writhing and yelling inaudible things. Jonathan buried his head in Nancy's shoulder, completley overcome with emotion. He was screaming at his mother, begging her to stop, that it was too much.

"His neck! Look at his neck!" Nancy yelled. Black veins were creeping up his neck, and his voice was suddenly becoming inhumanly deeper. His bounds suddenly snapped in half, and Joyce ran over to try and hold him down, when he grabbed her by the throat, staring her dead in the eye as the darkness swallowed his face

"EM! DO SOMETHING!!" Nancy screamed, fear and shock rooting her too the spot. Em didn't even nod, the only sign of recognition being her moving beside Will. Something took over her as her powers began to work, a hungry flamed look dancing in her glowing eyes.

Em could feel the soaring hotness radiating from her right palm as she stuck it into the side of Will's blackened neck sharply. He let out a low scream of pure pain the second her white-hot hand came in contact with his skin, his iron grip on Joyce loosening ever so slightly as she struggled to breathe. Em could feel tears welling up in her eyes, but she blinked them back determinately. She could feel her powers growing stronger and stronger, applying more pressure to Will's body as he finally let go of his mother. She stumbled backwards, gasping for air. Em didn't move, all her energy focused on Will.

Joyce was shaking his struggling body, as she roared "GET THE HELL OUT OF MY SON!" Will suddenly stopped for a moment, his back began to arch and his body shook, as if something was rattling around inside of it, trying to escape. Before Em could fully process it, a black spiral came shooting out of his open mouth, writhing and twisting in the air, creating a large ball that spun above him. It shot past them and straight out the front door, smashing through the wall.

"It's gone" Nancy whispered breathlessly. Em felt a wave of relief wash over her slowly. Will was finally safe.

Em released her hand from him, and Jonathan and Joyce crouched at Will's side, clutching him desperately and beseeching him to wake up. She could feel herself growing weaker by the second, but she had to make sure Will was okay first. She panicked at first, when he didn't respond. He seemed to be breathing, but she couldn't tell. His eyes began to open slowly, meeting hers, her gaze getting blurry as they pooled with tears. His looked tired, and worn out, but they had reverted back to their sweet and comforting chocolate brown colour that she loved so much.

She got up to allow his family to embrace him in a warm hug. She smiled softly at him crying quietly into his mother's shoulder as Jonathan wrapped his arms around them both. It was such a lovely image, and yet Em felt that small nagging at the pit of her stomach again. She wondered how El was doing, if she was okay. Em couldn't bear to lose her sister again, or she would have no one.

Soon her vision grew hazy, and she stumbled backwards into the wall, collapsing in an exhausted heap. She had pushed herself over her limits once again. My, would Papa had been proud of her. Her eyes shut, embracing the darkness that engulfed her like a welcoming hug. Blood poured from her nose, and dribbled from her mouth.

Nancy crouched down beside her slowly, wiping away the blood carefully with an old hankerchief and examining her for any injuries. She would be okay, but she needed to rest. The older girl, with only minor struggle, lifted Em into her arms to carry her out to the car.

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Hopper and Joyce smiled softly at the two girls sleeping on the couch as they walked into the kitchen together.

El's head was resting on Em's shoulder, and Em had her arm wrapped around the other girl. Both of them had passed out after straining themselves and their powers too much, but they had each forced themselves awake when they had returned to the Byers house, just to make sure the other was alright.

The first thing everyone had noticed upon her arrival was Em's peakiness. Her face was almost white, and she had been helped through the door by Nancy, despite voicing several times that she was 'fine'. Everyone had welcomed her back warmly, and Will had gently ran his fingers through a lock of her hair, and murmered softly his thanks for saving him. Unlike Dustin, who had ruffled her head playfully, calling her and El the "supersisters"

El had just smiled at Em, and wrapped her hand around her sister's before pulling her into a warm hug.

Once they had embraced, they both collapsed onto the couch, and fell asleep, comforted by the warmth of each others' presence.

Steve noticed Em shiver, and immediately threw a large blanket over their small bodies. He then proceeded to scold the other kids for not thinking of that before

"What if they got sick? The two of them just saved everyones asses, it's the least you useless bozos could do!"

A/N:
last chapter next 😩😩