THANTOPHOBIA | WILL BYERS ² ✔

MADMAX - [Pt.3 - FINAL PART]

(DISCLAIMER: This chapter doesn't include anything from the show, I'm actually just freestyling, and this is gonna be an important chapter, so wish me luck lol)

I was doing my homework, and I just got distracted.

I was thinking about Max, the new girl.

It was starting to get late, and my mom called us all over for dinner.

(a/n: Oh, and also, I forgot the names of Kylie's little brothers bc I'm lazy lol so their names are just gonna be Kyle and Nick)

I sat down to smell the delicious bowl of spaghetti in front of me.

I got my water and my pill.

I always dreaded taking the pill. Ever since like a year ago, I started getting dizzier and sicker and even had hallucinations.

"Mom, why do I have to take pills 3 times a day?" I asked.

Seriously, I am sick of these.

"Honey, I've told you before. It's for your health."

"But you and Dad've always said I was a super healthy child growing up. Not even Kyle and Nick have had to take any, and they get sick more often. These pills only make me feel sicker."

"I know, honey, we know. But I'm not the one who prescribed you these medicines."

"Well, whoever did, is sure putting me through a hell of a lot of pain just to be healthy."

"Sorry, kiddo." My dad said. "But we've been assured a million times that this is for your own good." He took a bite of his pasta. "I mean, Dr. Brenner was one of the most certified, educated, and respected doctors there."

My ears perked up. Brenner?

Like, Dr. Martin Brenner?

"Brenner?" I asked, putting my fork down.

What the hell?

(a/n: PLOT TWIST HAHAHA I'm sorry I'll go now but comment if you saw that coming lol)

"Yeah, he died last year, unfortunately."

Unfortunately?

Are these people actually being serious?!

"Brenner? As in, Dr. Martin Brenner? Dr. Martin Brenner who worked at the Hawkins Lab?" I said, not believing my ears.

"Yes, Dr. Martin Brenner," My mom said, really confused. "Why are you so concerned? Did something happen? Did you know him?"

I quickly thought up a lie. "O-Oh, no... I-I just have heard of him... on TV... and... uh... knew he was... famous... in ways... I just didn't know he was my doctor..." I lied, stuttering like crazy.

Dr. Martin Brenner prescribed me these medicines?

The same Dr. Martin Brenner who ran experiments and made Eleven? One of my best, best, friends?

The same Dr. Martin Brenner who was one of the first to discover and tap into the Upside Down?

The same Dr. Martin Brenner who was the reason why all that bad shit happened to Will?

Is all the same Dr. Martin Brenner who gave me medicines for God only knows what reasons? What the hell have I been doing to my body for all these years?!

I didn't even realize I was spacing and hyperventilating at the same time.

"Baby, are you okay?" My mom asked, clearly worried.

"Oh, yeah, I, um... left some really, really, really important schoolwork at Dustin's... I have to go get it before it's too late," I said, leaving the table, snagging my pills with me, and darted outside before anyone could say anything.

I shut the door and knew my next stop: The library.

If I could learn what all the ingredients in these pills are and how they work all together, maybe, just maybe, I could find out what Brenner was trying to do to me.

I hopped on my bike and stuffed my pills in my pocket and biked off before the library closed.

-1½ hours later-

I checked out five books, all on the five main different ingredients.

(a/n: I'm just gonna make these up, and get names from fantasy chemicals from wikipedia, okay)

So there's Lanxynide acid, Collapsium floride, Corrodium powder, Kryptonite liquid, and Tritanium oil.

My family was already fast asleep, even though it was only 8:30, which I found weird.

Then it hit me:

Mr. Clarke could still be up.

Maybe I could call him.

It'd be weird and awkward, but I had to get answers to my questions.

I snuck in through my window and shut it, and then got on the phone, and it started ringing.

My heart was pounding.

"Hello, this is Scott Clarke."

"Hi... Mr. Clarke, this is Kylie..."

"Kylie, is everything okay?"

"Yeah, everything's okay, I just had some questions..."

"About what? And why?"

"I was just writing a story, for another class, and I decided to research some rare chemicals. I was wondering if you could help me?"

"Ok, sure, I have some time. Shoot."

-Another hour and a half later 👍🏻-

"So if you were to put all these rare and expensive chemicals together into one, and have it several times a day for a long time, it can actually theoretically give you... abilities."

"Abilities? What kind of... abilities?" I asked, my heart getting faster and faster.

"Really, anything. You would have to see for yourself to get a for-sure answer. But again, this is all theoretical."

"What if something like this could actually be real?"

"Well, it could be, but it most likely won't be, because in a small town like Hawkins, getting these chemicals would mean millions and millions of dollars to compose everyday pills or whatever."

"And how would you know if you had it?"

"Well, I'm not sure. You'd have to get symptoms of some sort to really find out. Anyways, that does that help you?"

"Y-Yeah... thank you for your time..." I said. "Bye," And then I hung up the phone, and my hands were shaky as hell.

Abilities? Abilities, like Eleven?

Then I started piecing things together.

I was a healthy child. So the lab took advantage of my health status to work in their experiments.

And back last year, when Dr. Brenner had found us, he said that great things were coming for me.

The pills I've been taking all these years were doing shit to my body, by messing with it and now I might... I might have powers.

At least that's what they tried to do.

And it could've worked...

Holy damn shit...