sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs - sᴄᴏᴏᴘ ᴛʀᴏᴏᴘ (ʙᴏᴏᴋ ɴᴏ. 1)

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɴᴏ. ᴛᴡᴏ

"Вниз.
Перевернул.
Белые хлопья.
Монстры.
Откройте ворота."

The phrase kept repeating. The same 5 sentences every single time. It would soon be enough where the phrase would be ringing in your ears for a whole day, like when a song is stuck in your head.

The man in the radio almost sounded like a broken record. That's all it was.

The same phrase.
In the same tone.
Without skipping a beat.

The troop listened in awe as the man kept repeating the phrase.

"Вниз.
Перевернул.
Белые хлопья.
Монстры.
Откройте ворота."

"Five bucks." Dustin whispered with his eyes still locked on the pastel red radio.

"What?" Erica wrinkled her nose.

"I said '5 bucks'." Dustin repeated himself, finally breaking eye contact with the radio. "You owe me 5 bucks."

Erica let out a heavy sigh and rolled her eyes.

"Wait, where did you see this place?" Robin interjected.

"The Russian base thing?" Dustin asked.

Robin nodded.

"I don't know exactly where the place was," he started. "But I do know it's like 5 or 10 minutes away."

"Well then let's go!" Steve unplugged the radio and dashed to the door.

"Hey!" Dustin scowled and raised his arms.

"Shouldn't we translate it first?" Robin proposed.

"We have no time! We don't know what they're planning on doing!" Steve said.

"Which is why we translate!" Dom backed up Robin's idea.

"We'll translate when we figure out where they are!" Steve argued.

Before anyone could try to reason with Steve again, he was gone. He dashed out the door and into his car. Everyone stood inside the building and switched glances, not knowing what to think of the current situation. A honking noise came from outside.

It was Steve.

He stuck his hand out the window and waved to his friends who were still inside, signaling to come out. They looked at each other one last time and decided that there was nothing else better to do. They darted out the door and hurried to Steve's car.

Robin sat in the passenger seat next to Steve, while Erica, Dustin and Dom sat in the back, with Mia and Alex in the trunk.

"Do you remember what street it was on?" Steve turned around to see ask curly headed friend.

"No, but I do remember that you go straight and then right." Dustin replied.

"Hoe do you not remember where a Russian base is?" Steve scowled.

"I don't know!" Dustin exclaimed.

"How do you not know?"

"I just don't know!"

"Can you two just shut up and drive?" Mia yelled from the back with the back of her head against the window.

"I just don't understand how someone can just forget where a literal Russian base is in the middle of the state of Indiana." Steve said as he backed out of the parking lot at began driving.

"And I don't understand how someone can just not win one single fight." Dustin snapped back.

Steve raised his eyebrows and slightly dropped his jaw, not at all prepared for Dustin's comment.

"Did you forget about the one time where I actually, did in fact, win a fight with a Russian soldier?"

"Holy shit! You won a fight with a Russian?" Alex grinned, wide eyed and intrigued.

"Yeah, and then the Russian soldier's friends found Steve and beat the living shit out of him."

"Oh." Alex's intrigument slowly faded away, along with her grin and wide blue eyes.

"I still won!" Steve tried to change his mind.

"And you also still got beat up."

Erica laughed at the two bickering boys. "Honestly," she turned to look at Dustin. "I really dislike you. But, right now, I have quite some respect for you."

"And that's how you know I'm- oh my God! There it is!" Dustin pointed out of the window to a large, beige, practically windowless building. Men were swarmed outside of the building taking large wooden carts into the building.

"Holy shit." Dom whispered to himself as he stared in a mix of shock, horror, and awe.

"That didn't look like a Russian base to you?" Dustin asked Erica.

"It didn't before!" Erica replied.

"Well, I hope it does now."

"Do we go in?" Mia asked.

"Why would we go in?" Alex wrinkled her nose.

"Why wouldn't we?" Replied Dom.

"Because they're evil Russians, Dom." Alex said.

"Do you think they're doing anything important?" Robin questioned.

"Well I would think so." Steve nodded. "They were doing something pretty big last time, I wouldn't be surprised if they were doing something even bigger this time."

"What were they doing last time?" Dom asked.

"Trying to open another dimension and take over the world." Dustin said.

"Oh, ha ha ha. Very funny." Dom said, clearly extremely unamused.

"I'm not kidding." Dustin shook his head.

Dom's mouth hung open as he quickly blinked and began to process everything that was happening at this exact moment.

"Yea, I think we should go." Mia quickly said.

"Me too." Alex agreed. "I don't like this, and clearly, Dom doesn't either."

"No, we can't just leave." Robin said.

"Robin," Dustin piped up. "I would agree with you, but I think I'm on their side right now."

Robin furrowed her eyebrows and tilted her head at Dustin.

"And if you're wondering why, maybe because there are RUSSIANS HEADED TOWARDS THE CAR WITH GUNS! STEVE! START DRIVING!" Dustin began to yell.

"Oh, shit!" Steve stepped on the acceleration. But, of course, it didn't work.