003 (Stranger Things Season 2 OC Insert)

Chapter One: Returning

Bruce opened his eyes to see nothing, he was confusion only grew when he saw the fire being, something he called Diable. It was a few feet away as it rose its hand before a column of flame shot out of it and slammed into Bruce, but instead of pain, he felt something change in him. A few seconds went by before it stopped but Bruce was given no time as words appeared in his head as if someone put them there

Times have changed

He looked at Diable to see it walking away, his eyes became heavy as if he didn't sleep for months. He tried to resist it but it was in vain as he closed his eyes. Bruce began to feel his environment, it was cold and the air was still. He opened his eyes and jolted up to a sitting position to see that he was in a shed where multiple vines covered everything, he tried to stand up but noticed that his body was thinner. Bruce looked at himself to see that he was almost bone if it wasn't for his basic muscle.

It took all of his strength and a few seconds but he eventually stood up with the help of a workbench. A flame then ignited on his finger which he somehow knew what it meant, if he had to guess it was thanks to Diable. Bruce knelt to the ground and traced a large circle, once he finished it he slammed the center with his fist. His fist sent out a huge wave of pain to his body but the circle crumbled away to reveal a red layer of something which showed the same building he was in but it looked normal.

Bruce was about to fall in but stopped when he felt a familiar presence, he stood there and looked behind him

"Eleven?"

His voice sounded weak and raspy, but his attention was pulled away when he heard a soft and voice echo through the shed

"yes"

He felt relieved to hear her voice "I'm on my way"

He started to cough after that so he guessed that his word count was limited to two or three. He then looked at the hole on the ground and dropped to it only to go right through it and come out of the other side on the ground like he did a flip, he fell to his knees and watched the hole cover itself back up like it was never there.

Bruce then felt the full effects of his weak body, he couldn't stand on his own anymore so he looked around for something to help him. He stopped on what looked like an old cane that was hiding below a toolbox, he quickly grabbed it with shaky hands and used it to stand up while leaning on it. He walked to the door and opened it only to cover his eyes as the sunlight slammed into his eyes, he stayed like that for a few seconds until he started to walk forward to the house that was in front of the shed at a slow pace.

Bruce took notice of his hair that was swinging in front of him, he felt it to realized it went a little bit past his shoulders which led to the discovery of a small beard across his face. It was extremely small but it still covered his face, his hair felt dirty and greasy to the touch which confused him even more. How long was he gone?

He reached the house and went up the stairs which took him time, he opened the door and walked through to reveal a small room that had a door next to the one he came through which he went through again to see a kitchen along with a hallway that led to multiple rooms. But he saw a woman with short brown hair standing over two pictures, but he ignored the papers when he heard her ask a question

"Hey, who are you?"

Bruce realized who it was, Joyce Byers. He stumbled forward but she caught him with a look of worry

"Hey hey hey, I got you. Here, sit down"

Joyce sat Bruce on a chair before she walked away but was stopped by his hand, she looked at the boy

"Jim"

Joyce was confused at the mention of his name "W-What do you mean?"

"Call...Jim"