We're not in Hawkins anymore...

Chapter One- Part Three- Russian Death Base

  "You're a- you're a!" The commander shrieked pointing at the dark figure ahead. A malicious laughter rang beyond the commander, his body shaking unpleasantly.  "Oh believe me, commander. I am much more than one of your feared spies and allies, oh no. I am the one who can control ALL of the shadow. The evil and malevolent terror that Dr. Martin Brenner could not control. The power that flows through and inside all of those children he took in and turned into science experiments. My good sir, my dear commander, I am the one behind the serum, and the one you should NEVER mess with!" She took a short breath. "So I would never cross me, commander. If you want to survive to see the sun again." 

  "A prisoner escaped!" The commander blurted out, gulping largely. Samantha's eyes grew blood red, her black body suit and her dark,  hazel brown shone in the flickering lights.  "You let a prisoner escape!" She screamed and with some sort of force, threw the man across the hall, hitting him against the metal door. 

  "He- he had help. From a girl." Samantha sighed, rubbing her temples. "Who escaped, commander?" She asked. The wolves rose from their rest, snarling and barring their sword sharp teeth. 

  "The- the American!" Samantha screamed again, this time bringing the commander towards her and throwing on the steel ground. "So you are telling me that you let, not just any prisoner, but the American escape our clutches, and you let her lead him as well!" She smiled slyly. "Well I guess that's alright." The wolves calmed down and rested, their once red eyes closed and asleep. 

  "It- it is?" The commander gulped. Samantha laughed silently. "Why of course it's alright. I guess I'll just need to find someone more suitable to be my commander." She murmured and snapped her raised fingers, the world went quiet, almost most too quiet. "I hope you remember that the shadows work for me. And they will now be responsible for you're death as well!" The commander was crashed against the wall once more, and a large creature appeared behind Samantha. 

  "Sam..." The shape came besides her. 

  "Commander, meet my little friend. He's a faceless monster, then one that Brenner and I created,  and he will be the last thing you will ever see!" 

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  "Why hello, ladies!" Steve slid over towards the ticket booth, where two women, no older than twenty-one, glared at him in disgust. "Uh, we need ten movie tickets for um," Steve looked up at the movies board. "Uh, Top Gun, I believe," He shouted at Robin. "Hey Robin! What movie are we seeing again?"

  Robin rolled her eyes. "Sorry, guys. I have to go and help dingus order the right amount of movies tickets." The others laughed, and they continued their conversation. 

"So, Nick," Mike said spontaneously. 'Where are you from?" Nick glanced at him, a little fear clouded her eyes but she cleared her throat and stood up straighter than she was before. "I'm from California,"

  "Really!" Max cheered. "So am I," 

  "But you live in Maine." Mike pondered. "Why do you live there?" 

  "Cause my grandma moved me there," Nick said quietly. 

  "So, you live with you're grandma? Why do you live with her?" Mike sneered. 

  "Cause I can," 

  "Why?" 

  "Because I wanted to move in with her," Nick clutched her fists, a threaten look in her deep sea green eyes. 

  "Did something happen with your family?" 

  "None of your business, Mike," She crossed her arms, glaring. 

  "Why not. I mean we're all friends here," He shrugged. 

  "I don't want to talk about it," she hissed.

  "So? You're an orphan then?" Mike nagged. "Are you gonna answer my question or not?"

  "How about you shut your mouth before I shut it for you!" She warned. "Cause I swear to all things good in this world, I will-" 

  "Hey, hey, hey!" Will asserted, grabbing Nick's shoulder with his one free hand while the other had a popcorn bucket in it. "You okay?" 

  Nick shrugged him off. "Yeah, just peachy keen," She snatched his hand and stormed off into the theater. Mike snickered wickedly. "What's your problem!" Max shouted as she marched towards him. 

  "She's such a fake! Can't you guys see that! She's good at everything? Yeah right! She's been across the country? No freaking way! She lives with her grandma, she's obviously not that great!"  

  "Way that does that matter?" Dustin asked viciously.

  "I can bet you a hundred dollars that he's only dating her because he feels bad for her! I mean, he complaints her consistently and always is holding her or her hand. She's not good looking, obviously has a bad temper-" 

  "You don't like Nick?" A tone of disappointment came from behind Mike. It was Will. "It's not like that, Will," 

  "No, no. It is. Everyone else here likes her! And no, I don't feel bad for her! She's had a extremely bad past, and has issues with her parents, that's why she lives with her grandma! And besides, I am NOT making things up about her. I happen to love her, and at least I have the guts to tell her that! She means a lot to me, and if you're gonna talk about her behind her back, then you're technically talking about me too!" Will yelled, shocking everyone. He huffed and walked back into the theater. 

  "And besides," El muttered. "She's my friend too," And that was when Mike truely realized that Nick had everyone under her little spell, and he was going to prove that he was right about her, cause he knew she was up to something, he just didn't have any proof yet...