Don't Be Afraid (Stranger Things Fanfiction)

Intervener

Mike's P.O.V

It had been two months since she had disappeared along with the demogorgen.
For two months we had kept looking for her. Usually, we'd search the woods around Will's house or the area around the Hawkins lab. We made sure to keep our distance with the second one though as we didn't know if they still had people keeping security despite everything that had happened.

   Even though we hadn't really turned up anything the guys were still well on board. When it came right down to it. We had all been saved by her. Even Will.

 
   But right now, we were just sitting in school, watching the time go by. I was thinking about our next campaign. Plans and such. Even though we make sure to look for Eleven as often as we can I can see the guys need a break from time to time.
I was shaken out of my thoughts by the school's intercom.

"Michael Wheeler, Nancy Wheeler, Dustin Henderson, Lucas Sinclair, Will Byers, and Jonathan Byers please report to the office." Spoke a female voice.

The guys and I looked at each other confused. The teacher seemed a bit thrown off as well but gestured for us to head on out.

On our way down the hallway we tried to make sense of this weird announcement.
"You think we're in trouble?" Suggested Lucas.

"Definitely." Stated Dustin.

"We don't know that," Will interjected, "maybe it's something good, or something about..."

"Eleven." I finished for him, my stomach clenching at the very thought. We walked the rest of the way in silence, hoping against all odds that our news was about our lost friend.

Jonathan's P.O.V.

Well this can't be good I thought as I crossed through the door's threshold into the hallway.

Looking to my left I caught Nancy Wheeler, looking beautiful as ever, coming out of her classroom as well.

She smiled, which I instantly returned, as she walked over to me.

"Hey Jonathan," She spoke, "any idea what's going on?"

"Not a clue, but I've got a bad feeling about this."

She nodded. "Me too. Walk there with me?"

"Of course" I said grateful someone else was picking up on the same thing I was.

And so we began walking.

Denise's P.O.V.

I had a grin on my face as I awaited the loose ends. This was one of the favorite parts of my job.

I always make sure to do my research and learn about my targets before I carry out the deed, not to determine whether or not they deserve it but to enjoy the assigned task all the more.

The more unfair and cruel the better.

Those soon to arrive had been privy to the recent Hopkins lab incident and a certain telekinetic little girl(now deceased).

What was left of those weakings at the lab had the lack of intellect to just let them go.
Fortunately the higher-ups were not so squeamish. Hence why I was here.

You might say that I'm a sort of government black ops assassin. Well, more like assassin master if we're being honest. To prove it I have called a third of my cadre to ensure the job was completed.

Two groups were headed to dispatch the older targets, my group, on the other hand, were here for the younger ones. Some of them being very young indeed.