Gasoline(A Stranger Things Story) OCxEleven

Chapter Seven:The Bite

      I sat silently on the floor beside El, my hands still shaking slightly from all that went down with Billy and the Mind Flayer. El told everyone, "He said..He was building something. That it was all for me." Max said, "Building something..Is he talking about the Flayed?" Nancy replied, "He must be." Lucas said, "So, he's building an army, just like we thought." Mike replied heatedly, "Yeah. But he's not building this army to spread." Will chimed in, "He's building it to stop Eleven." My hand absentmindely rubbed my throat where the Mind Flayer had choked me, and whispered, "I'm a part of it." They all stared at me, confused. Johanthan asked, "What do you mean, you're a part of it?" I swallowed hard, and replied, "I'm his daughter, Johnathan..I started all of this..I brought our world and his together. All El did was open the door and finish what I started." El looked at me, and told me, "Sarah, you're not like him. I promise." I closed my eyes, and nodded, trying to stay focused and alert, all while the hunger for blood kept growing inside of me, along with the darkness that was slowly killing me, making me become a monster like the Mind Flayer. I whispered,"Friends don't lie.." She nodded, and Mike changed the subject, obviously trying to keep me from losing it. "Last year, El and Sarah closed the Gate on him. I get the feeling that might have pissed him off." Lucas added, "Like, royally.." Mike continued, "And the Mind Flayer now knows that she's the only thing that can stop him, besides Sarah..And if they're out of the way-" Lucas finished, "Game over."

    El told them, "He also said he was gonna kill all of you." Her eyes flickered to me, and I knew she probably wanted to mention what he said about me dying. I sighed, and shrugged at her, letting her know that she could. Not telling them might get them killed, trying to save me if my ass went down. El continued, "And..That Sarah's dying." I flinched, hearing the pain in her voice, and looked down at the shocked, "What?!" that chorused through the group. I sighed, and muttered, "It's because I'm fighting it..The monster inside of me. It's getting stronger, and hungrier, and I won't let it hurt anyone..I don't give a damn if I die doing it, but I won't become a monster like him.. Okay? I won't.." The last part came out a broken whisper, and Max eventually said, "Yeah, well, that's nice", sarcastically, trying to cover up the fear I knew was tearing her apart inside. I froze, shaking violently, as I heard a faint screeching noise, and Nancy stood, looking at the front door. We heard it again, and Nancy asked in a shaking voice, "Do you guys hear that?" I swallowed hard, and slowly climbed to my feet, ignoring the wave of dizziness that tried to knock me over. Johnathan said, "It's just the fireworks." Nancy fearfully whirled on me and El, and asked, "Billy..When he told you this, it was here, in this room?" We both nodded, and I jumped, as a faint thudding noise sounded. My heart raced in my chest, and I knew it definitely wasn't any fireworks.

    They all began breathing faster, and, as Will slowly reached up and touched his neck, I heard the familiar voice of the Mind Flayer in my head whisper, "Sarah." Will whispered, "He knows we're here." We all rushed outside, but as we got to the woods, a sinister, giant shadow, the one that haunted both my nightmares and waking moments, stood before us. It lumbered towards us, slamming trees out of its way, and as it spotted me and El, it screeched hideously. To them, it probably sounded like a monster, but to me, it rang through my skull like a scream of rage. I gasped in pain, feeling blood dripping from my ears, and shouted, "Go! He's coming!" We turned, and ran back inside, except for Nancy, who went to the shed, and grabbed a shotgun. She walked back inside, and I watched, flopping on the couch, my skull throbbing with agony, as everyone began preparing for war. Every door, window, and entrance was barred and blocked, and, as Mike and Lucas got too close to a window, Nancy told them, "Hey! Get away from the windows." They looked at her, then did what she said.  Everyone gathered in the middle of the room, most of them holding some sort of weapon. Johnathan had an axe, Nancy had the shotgun, Lucas had his wrist rocket, and I couldn't really see what else there was. I forced myself to join them, my legs shaking with exhaustion already, but ignored it, determined to prove to the Mind Flayer once and for all where my loyalties laid.