Nancy shot awake, hearing a roar in the distance. She rubbed her face and put her fluffy robe on, cautiously approaching her window. She gasped and choked on her breath, sounding like a wounded animal.
She couldn't breathe, she couldn't think; what could she possibly do now? In their yard was Steve's body, bloodied and torn; dismembered and almost completely unrecognizable.
She ran over to Steve with tears in her eyes and tried to shake him awake; but her heart she already knew, he was gone.
She jumped as another roar sounded, closer his time. She tried to grasp his arm and pull Steve back into her basement, but the longer she struggled, the closer the monster got.
She screamed in desperation, and immediately covered her mouth; she drew it right towards them.
Faster now she dragged his body, gasping and trudging against his weight. With one more step she reached the door knob and hauled him inside, stealing one look at the monster before slamming the door.
It was a child. Couldn't have been more than seven years old. How could he have been the monster? What was happening?
Hopper slammed his fist into his desk angrily, wishing for life to just go back to normal. It might have boring, but at least he didn't have four murders and dozens of missing kids within two days.
He knew who was to blame, but he couldn't do anything to fix it. How can one cop possibly fight a hypothetical monster from a theoretical dimension? No one believed him, and that was fine until the problems started last week.
As soon as Mike disappeared, it was almost like he opened the portal for monsters to post out and inhabit the bodies of the poor children who were "chosen" for science experiments once again.
But they were supposed to be weapons, not killing innocent civilians. Those people never learn, and they tried to control something they didn't even understand; creating the children and monsters.
Fighting for control over the body, they become particular dangerous because of how helpless the children really look before killing you.
Hopper needed to figure another deal out with Hawkins lab before this got any worse; and he had to find three possibly four missing kids in the Upside Down. Yeah, it had been a busy week.
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Heartbroken//Mileven
FanfictionAnd perhaps is the greatest grief to swallow, the taste of being left behind while another has moved on? Mike Wheeler is traumatized, yeah, and there is no going back to normal. Will rescued, Eleven gone, coping skills nonexistent. He's trying his b...