the Skinwalker (stranger things fanfiction)

Part 12

I was sitting on a chair in the hallway of the police-department. I was given a notepad and some pens, to kill some time because I couldn't read the magasines piled inside the waiting room. I was just doodling, I used to do that a lot back inside the lab. I was pretty good at it.

I learned myself to, almost perfectly by now, copy the things around me. I smiled at the result of a little drawing of the pile of magasines when I heard footsteps. 

I looked up and saw Nancy standing in front of me. You should come with me. 

I wanted to ask why but Nancy just shook her head. I stood up and came with her. She brought me to a room with Jonathan and two middle-aged people in it. Who are you? I asked. Hoping they weren't from the lab. They  didn't answer. I could hear the two people's thoughts but tried to ignore them. 

"She knows all about them." Nancy spoke.

The man looked at me.  "What's your name?" He asked.

I was about to show him my tattoo when Jonathan spoke up: "She doesn't want to tell us."

I looked up at him and grinned. "That's because I have a weird name." 

The woman spoke up. "Where do you come from", she asked concerned: "Where are your parents, girl?"

"I don't know." I said smiling, "I never knew them. You can just call me Sam by the way." 

The man nodded. "What do you know about this creature?" He asked laying down a picture of a shadowhunter on the table in front of me. 

"They kill fast, they hunt at night and they smell blood."

Everyone in the room looked at me. I just leaned back and sighed. "What?"

"May I ask, how do you know these things?" The man said.

"I lived in the woods until they found me" I  said motioning to Jonathan and Nancy.

The adults now looked at Nancy and Jonathan.

They looked at each other and the woman took the Jonathan with her, I could hear them with my cougar-senses.

Suddenly a yell could be heard and the man, who was still in the office with us, ran outside.

"Stay here."

I could hear the woman yell: "a psychotic child broke his arm!"

"A little girl chief, a little one."

That was when I ran outside ignoring Jonathan's mom.

They were talking about Eleven.

"What does this girl look like", I yelled from behind the chief.

"She had no hair and was bleeding from her nose."

The chief turned around to face me. "Do you know that kid?"

"Come with me." I said looking the man in the eyes.

The man turned around to face the boy.
"Can you tell me where you saw that girl?"

"She always hangs out with those losers." He told the police-chief.
"You know those nerds from the AV-club. Mike Wheeler, Dustin Henderson and Lucas Sinclair.''

That was when the chief turned around facing me. He grasped my arm and pulled me back into the office.

"What do you know about the girl."

I just pulled the wig off.

Both Jonathan's mother and the police chief gasped.

I pulled up my sleeve showing the tattoo. "That's my name." I whispered.

"Six?" The group said.