04 | Bad Men Strike Back

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IT WAS NOW NIGHTTIME, ELEVEN AND TWELVE WERE SITTING ON THE COUNTER IN THE KITCHEN, Eleven was eating strawberry ice cream, and the boy was eating chocolate ice cream with his plushie sitting next to him, pretending to feed the octopus childishly ...

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IT WAS NOW NIGHTTIME, ELEVEN AND TWELVE WERE SITTING ON THE COUNTER IN THE KITCHEN, Eleven was eating strawberry ice cream, and the boy was eating chocolate ice cream with his plushie sitting next to him, pretending to feed the octopus childishly once again as Benny finished washing dishes by them.

Twelve was swinging his feet back and forth, reaching down and scratching the bandage Benny put on his wounded foot, lightly not to make the wound bleed once more.

Looking up as the water stopped running, Twelve watched as the man turned to them in amusement as he saw Eleven slurping down the ice cream quickly. "You like that ice cream, huh?"

Twelve put his carton and spoon down and patted his stomach as he feels the aftermath of how much food he ate, feeling the stomach ache coming on, no wonder Three, Four, and Five said they enjoy ice cream so much.

The two kids looked at the man smiling softly. "Smile looks good on you two," Benny said, setting down a dirty rag.

Hearing those words made Eleven's smile drop as Twelve just looked confused, turning to his plushie as if it were going to tell him the answer.

"You know...smile?" Benny spread his arms, smiling widely causing them all to share a quiet laugh.

Benny wiped down the counter, Eleven went back to eating her ice cream, and Twelve grabbed his stuffed animal, speaking inaudible words 'talking' to the plush.

Twelve and Eleven jumped as they all heard a knock, turning to the front door, before turning to look at Benny in a panic of not knowing who it was.

Benny turned to the two, reassuring. "It's okay, I'll be right back. You two just sit here. I'll just tell whoever it is to leave, okay?"

Twelve nodded looking down as the man left to talk to whoever was out there.

Eleven's eyes widened as she sees a blonde lady aim a gun straight at Benny's head, looking towards Twelve when he flinches at the sound of a gunshot, the young girl quickly grabs the boy's hand and drags the boy, running away as they both hear footsteps behind them.

Because Eleven was still tired from killing all those people yesterday, Twelve concentrated on remembering Four's fire, how the flames move, how the heat felt in the palms of his hands, and Twelve's eyes flashed white, feeling a new sense of power coursing through his veins.

He would have used Eleven's powers given it's easier, faster, and less painful to do it when there's physical contact, but using her powers right now would tire her more and they couldn't have that so Twelve would have to suffer the pain.

They ran towards the back, stopping as two bad men came from the door, pointing guns in their faces.

Twelve closed his eyes, taking his hand out of the girl's hold, putting it out and they watch in fascination as orange, red, and yellow flames fly out of his palm, burning the two men leaving their skin covered in black ash.

Once they were dead, Eleven and Twelve ran out of the building and into the woods. The two ran quickly through the woods, now noticing it had started pouring, the cold rain hitting the two making them shiver, and the thunder causing Twelve to jump.

Twelve stared into his plushie's eyes as they came to a stop, glancing towards his jacket, nodding, and whispering. "Okay.."

Twelve took his jean jacket off and handed it to Eleven, who shook her head, pushing the clothing back to the boy.

The boy sighed at Eleven's stubbornness and shrugged the jacket back on, staring back at his plush, whispering, "Don't look at me, like that. She doesn't want it."

The two stopped walking as they heard voices nearby shouting. 

"WILL?!"

"BYERS?!"

Twelve furrowed his eyebrows as he hears that their young voices, sharing a look with Eleven, and they ran.

Not knowing they were running straight towards the noise until a bright light flashed in front of them and they saw three boys around their age looking at them in curiosity.

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A/N) I went to my cousin's graduation party today and I was so uncomfortable, anyway here's the new chapter I hope you enjoyed it I love you, you amazing handsome/beautiful human.



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