Lost ❄️ Reddie

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Eddie was fuming. He and the others had been separated and unable to use their powers, even though Eddie's and Kali's were mental based. Someone Brenner had manipulated the chips in their arms (that they thought they had deactivated) and managed to keep all of them from using their powers unless he wanted them to.

Not only was he fuming, but he was heartbroken.

Had Richie really been paid to turn them over? Eddie had vanished for over two months, so maybe Richie was mad enough to make a deal with Brenner for revenge. As much as Eddie didn't want to believe it, he couldn't shake the unsettling feeling.

The room he was stuck in had only a bed, and it was bolted to the wall so Eddie couldn't push it in front of the door. Not that he could anyway, since he wasn't that strong. The point is, he would've made the effort.

He had been there for what felt like hours, yet nothing had happened. Eddie was sure that Brenner was doing something with the others who had physical powers, like Avi and Georgie. The thought that Georgie had just been able to escape only to be stuck back in Brenner's grasp pissed Eddie off to the point where he had left a small dent in the wall from kicking it so hard.

He had yelled, screamed, and bruised himself from hitting and running into the walls, trying to escape. Deep down, he knew he wouldn't get out. There had been no shocks from his chip to make him stop, proving it was an impossible feat.

"Let me the fuck out of here!" he screamed into the small, circular camera in his room. "Fucking asshole!"

A beeping sound spread through the room and the door opened.

Eddie noticed there was a guard as opposed to Brenner. He figured Brenner must've realized that if he showed his face, Eddie would've attacked and killed him without hesitation.

What would they do? Send him to jail?

The guard walked forward and attempted to grab Eddie's arm, only for Eddie to punch the guard in the stomach. Eddie winced at the pain, realizing the guard was wearing some form of protective pad.

The guard proceeded to grab Eddie's arm, ignoring Eddie's yells and furious attempts to get away.

Richie used to say that only two things could raise hell: hungry Eddie or pissed off Eddie.

"Fucking let go of me you fucking piece of shit!" Eddie screamed, slamming his foot into the guards kneecap.

A disgusting popping sound could be heard and the guard collapsed to the group, wailing and grabbing his knee.

Eddie took the opportunity to run beside the guard and kick his already injured kneecap again, ignoring the horrible crunching sound it created. Then, he dove onto the man's chest and pulled off his mask, punching him in the face and grabbing his gun out of its holster.

Now, Eddie Kaspbrak had no fucking clue how to use a gun.

The guard didn't need to know that.

"Tell me where the fuck Brenner and the other experiments are!" Eddie yelled, holding the gun against the man's forehead. "Fucking give me an answer or I'll pop a bullet into your brain!"

"Okay, okay!" the guard cried, closing his eyes. He was partially embarrassed that a five foot three teenager managed to kick his ass, but he was mostly horrified there was a gun to his head. "Rooms seventeen through twenty one!"

"And the chips that shut down our powers?" Eddie hissed, allowing the barrel of the gun to touch the man's forehead, the cool metal reminding him that this was real.

"Control room. Room twenty-six."

Eddie stood up, gun still in hand and walked back a few steps before rushing forward and slamming his heel into the guard's groin. He left the man wailing in pain and headed down the hall until he reached room seventeen.