The Other Powered Girl

Chapter 4: The Body

They had announced the death of Will on the Television later that evening and Eleven and I were trying to get back in contact with Will. we knew he wasn't dead, but Mike wouldn't believe us.

He sat on the couch looking at some pictures I am going to assume that Will drew while El and I were messing with the Supercomm again.

Mike was growing annoyed at the loud static it created, "Can you guys please stop that?" he sounded annoyed at us. We were only trying to help him to hear Will. We turned it off, only to turn it right back on, "Are you guys deaf," he asked annoyed. He chuckled lightly, "You know, I thought we were friends? But friends tell each other the truth. And they definitely don't lie to each other. You guys made me think Will was out there, that he was okay. But he wasn't! He wasn't," he yelled at us. We sadly looked back to him, "Maybe you guys thought you were helping, but you weren't. You guys hurt me. Do you understand? What you both did sucks. Lucas was right about you. He was right all along." what he was saying hurt my feelings and I didn't like that i had hurt him. We didn't mean to, but we are trying to fix it, to make it better. With another splurge of energy from both El and I we began to hear singing on the other side of the radio.

"So come on and let me know," Mike stood up with tears forming in his eyes, "should I stay or should I go," Will sang from the other side of the radio both El and I were holding. This was requiring a lot of energy from the both of us. I began to feel my nose bleeding again, but I just wiped it away and ignored it. We had to do this for Mike, we had to show him the Will was alive. As Will continued to sing, Mike walked closer and closer to El and I.

Finally, Mike decided to grab the Supercomm, "Will is that you! It's me, it's Mike! Do you copy? over," he tried yelling back to his friend. No answer, just static feedback. Mike tried again, "Will, are you there?" Eleven and I lost the connection, it was just so draining trying to find Will in the first place. Mike looked over to us with an amazed look on his face, "Was that- was it-"

"Will," I answered. Mike had to go upstairs and tell his mom that he wanted to stay home from school today. Then, he continued to call Lucas and continuously telling him that he needed to talk about WIll and that he needed to tell Dustin to meet him at his house. Mike came back downstairs and walked over to El and I. After thirty or so minutes Mike becomes more impatient.

"They should be here by now. What's taking them so long," he questioned out loud as he paced around the basement.

"They will be here," I said standing up from my seated position in my shared bed with Eleven. I walked over to the table and grabbed one of the many snacks that Mike had laid out for Eleven and I. After I finished sentence, Lucas and Dustin walked into the back door that led to the basement, "See."

They all surrounded Eleven and I as we focused on trying to find Will, again. This time it was easier because we both already had a good idea of where he would roughly be located. We found him once again, but it was faint and went away just as fast. El and I found him, but he was in trouble or something, we could faintly hear him crying on the other side before El and I lost the signal, both our noses bleeding more than before.

"We keep losing the signal, but you heard it, right," an anxious Mike asked to Dustin and Lucas. They both looked at each other before lucas decided to answer for them both.

"Yeah, I heard a baby."

"What," Mike asked confused as to why Lucas would think that was a baby.

"You obviously tapped into a baby monitor. Probably the neighbor's house," Lucas responded as he stood up and crossed his arms across his chest.

"Did that sound like a baby to you? It was Will," Mike said standing up to Lucas never believing him.

"Mike...," Lucas tried to doubt him again.