𝗯𝗲𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗻.

seven.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐓𝐔𝐁

edited.
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"The bad men are coming!"

y/n's eyes widened, Eleven tightening her grip on her hand. Mike looked up from the super com, "Bad men! Stay here." He ran upstairs, Dustin following behind. y/n waited for the boy's return, anxious.

They ran back down stairs a minute later, ushering the girls toward the door. "Go! We need to go!" y/n pulled Eleven with her out of the house, releasing her hand so she could get on her own bike.

They quickly ran around back, making it to the road. y/n turned back briefly, making eye contact with Brenner. She quickly looked down, praying he wouldn't recognize who she was. "Go! Go! Go!" Dustin pedaled off, y/n hopping on her bike and doing the same. The men quickly rushed to get back into their vans, chasing the kids.

They cut through yards, Dustin yelling to Lucas over the super com. "Copy that!" They met, Lucas speeding to a stop beside them. "Where are they?!" Mike looked around, breathing heavily. "I think we lost them."

y/n shook her head, more vans appeared at the end of the block. "Shit! Go! Go!" They all began to bike again, a van turning the corner in front of them. They continued biking, the van lifting and flipping over them.

Eleven wiped the blood from her nose, y/n doing the same as they nodded to each other. They continued on to the junkyard, pulling over to a stop.

"Holy shit! Did you see what they did to that van!" Dustin grinned, Mike rolling his eyes. "No we didn't, we missed it." Lucas smiled, kneeling next to Eleven. 'That was awesome!" He set a hand on her shoulder. "I'm sorry about what I said."

He turned to y/n, "And I'm really sorry about what I said to you."

y/n shook her head, "Friend's don't lie. Sorry." Mike nodded as well, holding out his hand. "Yeah me to, I'm sorry." Lucas stood, shaking his friend's hand.

"Friends?"

"Friends."

Lucas sat down, the others making a circle with him. "Okay so this is the lab. He grabbed an old soda can and set it in the middle of the circle. He put four sticks around it, "And these are the fences surrounding it, the place is like a fortress."

Dustin sighed, "This is bad."

y/n shushed the boy, looking up. "There." She pointed to the sky, the others following her gaze. Mike squinted, a helicopter coming into view. "Shit!" He jumped up, grabbing his bike and shoving it under a car.

The others followed, y/n struggling with hers. Dustin and Lucas helped her give one last shove, grabbing her hands and dragging her into an old bus. "Go! Get down!" Dustin ducked behind one of the seats, y/n pressing her back to the seat.

Dustin looked up with wide eyes, "Mental."

"Mike."

A voice rang out of the super com a few minutes later, Mike running to get it out of his bag. Dustin drew his brows as the voice continued to speak. "Is that your sister?" Lucas questioned, Dustin looking up. "This is really weird."

Like always, they began to bicker, y/n grabbing the super com. "We copy, over." Dustin groaned at the girl, y/n ignoring him. She heard Joyce on the other side, calling her name.

"y/n? Is that you?"

The woman let out a sort of cry, y/n biting her lip with a smile. "Yes, y/n, over." Dustin stood, pacing back and forth. Lucas rolled his eyes, "Would you stop pacing?!" They all began fighting, y/n perking up.