My Gloria Dei

Chapter One: The Vanishing of The Girl found in The Woods

Heads up: I skipped a couple PoV switches, but I did write (basically) the whole episode. That's why it took so long. Plus, with all the subbing of lines, and extra lines... So, sorry for that.

Also, this freakin' chapter took awhile to rename. T^T

Obvious trigger Warning: Cussing, abduction, smallest mention of possible death. (Should be it.)

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 November 6, 1983

Will's going to go missing today. If I stop it, the party won't meet Eleven; meaning, they won't be able to stop the future events from happening... No one will be able to.

That was my first thought during breakfast that morning.

All day, I'll be with Joyce too. So, I won't be there when it happens. Unless she drops me off before she heads to work? Then all I can do is call the police if it doesn't end up taking me too. Getting the police on the case earlier does sound better, but I also might be the top suspect either way. Lying is the best option though, since it is going to get covered up...

"[Name], you okay? You've been staring at your food for a bit."

"Uh, yeah. I'm... fine." I say, shrugging. It feels so wrong, but it's the right course of action. Hopefully...

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That night, with the party: (3rd person)

"Something is coming. Something hungry for blood." Mike speaks. His voice, an attempt to sound ominous. "A shadow grows on the wall behind you, swallowing you in darkness. It is almost here," He continues.

"What is it?" Will asks with anticipation.

"What if it's the Demogorgon?" Dustin suggests to Will. Will groaned, leaning back in his chair in turn. "Oh, Jesus, we're so screwed if it's the Demogorgon." He speaks anxiously.

"It's not the Demogorgon," Lucas hushedly yelled to Dustin.

"An army of troglodytes charge into the chamber!" Mike slams the figurine on the table.

"Troglodytes?" Dustin asks in an over-it tone.

"Told ya'." Lucas smugs. Chuckling, which caused the others to laugh.

"Wait a minute." Mike speaks up, softly. "Did you hear that? That... that sound? Boom... boom... Boom!" He slams his hand on the table for emphasis on the loud noise he makes up. "That didn't come from the troglodytes. No, that... That came from something else." He waits. "The Demogorgon!" He slams a new figure on the table; a beast with two heads, many tails, and a frail looking build. All doused in scales.

They all groan at the predicament.

"We're in deep shit."

"Will, your action!" Make shouts to him.

"I don't know."

"Fireball him!" Lucas cries out.

"I'd have to roll 13 or higher!" Will argues.

"Too risky. Cast a protection spell." It was Dustin's turn to suggest.

"Don't be a pussy. Fireball him!" Lucas argues this time.

"Cast. Protection." Dustin argues with Lucas.

Mike slams on the table again to gain everyone's attention while yelling, "The Demogorgon is tired of your silly human bickering! It stomps towards you. Boom!"

Lucas freaks out, "Fireball him!" He yells again.

"Another stomp! Boom!"

"Cast. Protection!" Dustin continues to cry out the suggestion.