| #000 | Stranger Things x Male reader |
A/n: Sorry this took so long! I was struggling with motivation until I said 'Fuck it! I'm going onto YouTube and look up music that helps with procrastination!' and thank the Universe it worked! This story is a little self-indulgent so the reader has glasses and plays an orchestra instrument. The instrument part is necessary for the story so please chose one of the following:
Your instrument choice will be represented as (Y/I). Now, if you've watched a certain show then you might've already figured out how important an instrument might be for you in this series ;)
And before some of yall ask, no they're not the same.
WARNING: Mentions of Drugs, Cussing(It's Stranger Things, are we surprised?)
Chapter 1: The Vanishing of Will Byers
Hawkins National Laboratory, U.S. Department of Energy
It was night, the sun long having set over the horizon. The silence of the small town was filled with only the occasional hoots of owls and rustling of leaves. No one was out this late. It might be due to them being at home with their families, or, it was because deep down--they knew something dangerous was brewing.
Inside Hawkins National Laboratory lay only bare walls. The luminescent lights were flickering giving the facility an eerie vibe that would make even the bravest person slightly unsettled. There was a faint blaring sound emanating from behind a metal door--if only what was on the other side stayed there.
Suddenly, the metal door was slammed open as a man wearing a lab coat runs out. He dashes down the hallway, sweating. He didn't dare look back as he twists and weaves around corners, he's tired but that doesn't matter since if he doesn't make it, he wouldn't be anything but dead. His mind is beginning to cloud over but just then, his destination came into view, an elevator.
Using what little energy he had left he sprinted forward, nearly smacking himself into the wall as he frantically started pushing the 'up' button. As he heard the elevator come to life he turned to look behind him, there was nothing, but he knew that was going to change any second and that thought alone made his anxiety even worse.
He started pressing the button again multiple times and that was when he heard it, a bang coming from the direction where he ran from. He thought the sound was like a death sentence and desperately pressed the button as much as he could before he heard a 'ding'.
He was slightly relieved when the elevator doors opened and did not waste a moment, running into it and pressing the main floor button. Now that he was standing in the elevator he looked forward, anxiety even worse. He was so close! So he prayed that nothing would happen.
Too caught up with looking forward he failed to hear the growling coming from above him until it was too late. Once the monstrous noise resonated through his ears he looked up with fearful eyes as the growling became something akin to a chittering noise. He let out a scream as he was hoisted into the air, elevator doors closing almost as if to keep his suffering to himself. He really was so close to escaping.
"Something is coming. Something hungry for blood" Mike's gaze drifted over the table to look at us.
"A shadow grows on the wall behind you, swallowing you in the darkness." That sentence made a chill run through my body, it may just be a game but my anxiety was causing my pulse to quicken. Pushing my glasses up I leaned forward, eager to hear how screwed we might be.
"What is it?" Will asked. I could tell from his voice that he must be as nervous as me.
"What if it's the Demogorgon?" Dustin asked. His gaze drifted across all of us.
"Oh, Jesus, we're so screwed if it's the Demogorgon" Dustin placed a hand on his face and leaned forward even more. Will sighed and leaned back against his chair.
"It's not the Demogorgon" Lucas tried to tell Dustin.
"I mean, you never know. We should be prepared for the worst-case scenario" I shrugged my shoulders. While it might be unlikely, I don't trust the look Mike gave Dustin when he mentioned the monster.
Lucas turned to me "I know, but there's no chance that it's the Demogorgon!"
Before I could respond Mike chimed in,
He slammed a piece onto the table "An army of troglodytes charges into the chamber!" he shouted making me cover my ears. My hearing has been sensitive my whole life and loud noises didn't exactly help. Mike looked at me with an apologetic smile before I waved him off. I mean, it's bound to happen when you have a group of nerdy kids playing D&D together in a basement.
"Troglodytes?" Dustin asked looking much more relieved. Lucas gave Dustin and I a smug look before telling us 'I told ya'. I rolled my eyes in mock annoyance as all of us shared a laugh.
"Wait a minute" Mike started softly. His tone instantly wiped the half smile off my face.
"Did you hear that?" He continued
"Boom...Boom...BOOM!" He yells and hits the table earning a small jump from us. We all sat up straight and waited intently.
"That didn't come from Troglodytes. No, that...that came from something else."
He slammed another piece down on the table. "The Demogorgon!" he cried. The piece itself resembled a lizard with two heads and two pairs of arms that twisted wildly, Its tail just as long and curling behind it. Even if all the figures were miniature, The Demogorgon seemed to dwarf the other monsters of the field showcasing its massive size.
We let out a collective groan in frustration. I moved my glasses up and placed my hands on my eyes 'Just our luck' I thought groaning even more.
"We're in deep shit." Dusting huffed and I couldn't help but pull my hands off my face and give a defeated nod in agreement, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Will, your action!?" Mike shouted, looking at the male across from him.
"I don't know!" his voice held a frantic undertone.
"Fireball him!" Lucas shouted
"I'd have to roll a 13 or higher!"
"Too risky. Cast a protection spell!" Dustin told him
"Don't be a pussy! Fireball him!"
I took this time to chime in "Cast protection. We'll have more opportunities to strike and we can't do that if the spell misses and we end up dead. It's safer." Dustin gave an approving nod agreeing with me.
"Really (Y/n)?! If we fireball we can win!" Lucas gestured twoards the Demogorgan on the feild.
"We'll have more time to come up with a plan!" I tried to reason.
A sudden slam stopped our debate and we turned to Mike.
"The Demogorgan is tired of your silly human bickering! It stomps twoards you...BOOM!"
"Fireball him!" Lucas shouted
"Cast protection!" Dustin and I shouted.
We were now all screaming incoherently as Will's nerves increased from being bombarded with commands.
"Fireball!" he screamed and threw the dice causing them to roll onto the floor.
"Oh shit!" we all stood up and started looking for the dice. I got on my knees and started searching the surfaces they could've gone under.
"Where'd it go? Where is it?" Lucas asked going over the stairs to search for them.
"I don't know!" Will said
"Is it a 13?!" Dustin questioned
At this point, Dustin is walking around with his fingers on his temple as he chants a series of 'Oh My God's' as we kept looking. My glasses kept falling off of my face as I continued to look at the ground.
"Who knew it would be this hard to find some dice." I sighed and started tuning out more of Dustin and Lucas' frantic chatter.
"Mike!" a voice yelled causing me to get startled and hit my head on the bottom of a chair I was looking under. I hissed and quickly got out from under the wooden seat to hold my head and rub it soothingly.
"Mom, we're in the middle of a campaign!"
"You mean the end? Fifteen after." Mike huffed and ran upstairs after his mother.
"Have you guys found anything yet?" I asked still rubbing my sore head
"Not ye-" Lucas was about to say before he was cut off by Will
"Oh! I got it!" he ran to Lucas as I stood up to grab my things, preparing to leave.
"Does a Seven count?" Will asked
"It was a Seven? Did Mike see it?" Will shook his head "Then it doesn't count."
I rolled my eyes as I put on my jacket and headed up the stairs.
"Yo, hey, guys." we all turned to Dustin as he held the pizza box they had. I don't like pizza so Miss Wheeler was nice enough to make me something to eat.
"Does anyone want this?" he asked getting a chorus of 'No's' from us as we finished running up the stairs
As we made our way through Mike's house I thanked his parents for letting us come over, receiving a "You're Welcome, Sweetie" from Mrs. Wheeler and a grunt from Mr. Wheeler, I chuckled and we headed out to the garage.
"There's something wrong with your sister," Dustin said coming out of the house.
"What are you talking about?"
"She's got a stick up her butt" Dusting started walking to his bike, pulling it off the ground. I sighed at his statement as I pulled up my bike.
"Yeah, it's because she's been dating that douchebag, Steve Harrington." Lucas snarled
"Yeah, she's turning into a real jerk" Dustin got on his bike and turned the light on
"She's always been a real jerk" Mike claimed.
"Nu-uh, she used to be cool. Like the time she dressed up as an elf for our Elder Tree campaign" Dustin started peddling making his way out of the garage.
"Well, things change. Sometimes you just have to accept it and move on" I sighed out and started peddling as well, not missing the curious gazes my friends gave me it made me uncomfortable so I faked coughed in my hand, and started down the driveway.
"I'll see you tomorrow, Mike" I waved to him as I started riding down the road with Dustin, Lucas, and Will joining me soon afterward.
I hadn't noticed it before but It's really quiet. Usually, I could hear the light rustling of flora as animals moved about and the chirps of bugs out searching for food. And yet...there isn't anything I could hear.
A knot began to tie in my stomach as a wave of unease flooded my senses. Something was wrong but I didn't know what. Hearing the rapid thumping of my heart I placed a hand on my chest to feel how fast my heart was beating, my breathing picked up as well.
'What the hell is going on? Why am I feeling this way? Is something going to-'
"Good night, ladies," Lucas' voice broke me out of my thoughts. I looked over and saw him rolling into his driveway.
"Kiss your mom 'night for me" Dustin laughed then turned to Will and me.
"Race back to my place? Winner gets a comic?"
"S-sorry, I can't" my voice came out shaky which caught the boy's attention.
"Are you alright (Y/n) you're lookin' kinda pale" Dustin rode close to me trying to see what was wrong. Will giving an equally concerned and curious look.
I took a deep breath in and sped past the two.
"I'm fine! I'll see you guys at school tomorrow!" I peddled as hard as my legs were able. I wasn't avoiding their question I just...didn't want to stay out here too long...yeah that's it.
"Something is wrong with (Y/n)" Will watched the back of his friend, looking as if he was peddling for his life.
"Yeah, he's been acting weird recently. But hey, you know how sensitive his ears are. Maybe he's just messed up because of how loud we were." Dustin nudged his friend with his shoulder as a form of reassurance.
Will shrugged "Yeah, maybe"
"Now about that race, the winner gets any comic?"
After that confirmation, Will wasted no time and started biking as fast as he could, passing Dustin in no time.
"Hey! Hey! I didn't say go!" Dustin shouted and started chasing after Will.
"Get back here! I'm gonna kill you!"
"I'll take your X-Men 134!" Will shouted racing past his friend's house clearly the victor.
Dustin slowed to a stop at the edge of his driveway and leaned on the handlebars to catch his breath.
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Will continued down his normal path, a road that was surrounded by trees and very dark. The only light being the one on the front of his bike.
As he was trekking down the light started to flicker before cutting off completely. Will looked down at the light wondering why it had gone out.
Not long after though, it came back on and Will looked back up. His eyes caught the sight of a tall lanky figure and he let out a gasp, swerving harshly to the right and tumbling off of the road.
He hardly had enough time to gather his bearings before he heard a deep growl coming from in front of him. Immediately, he leaped up and ran in the opposite direction of the monstrous noise.
He ran along and up his driveway as fast as he could. His legs were somewhat sore from the race he had with Dustin but he didn't care. When he reached his front door he opened it and closed it right behind him, making sure to lock it as well.
His family dog was barking as he frantically searched and called out for his brother and mom. Once he found no one there he went to the window to see if whatever he encountered had followed him. He peered through the window and past the clothing lines and was able to make out the same silhouette he saw on the road.
He gasped in fear and made a bee-line for the telephone, dialing a number with his shaky hands. After a few rings, it sounded as if someone had picked up.
"Hello?! Hello?!" Will called out. On the other line, there was static and inhuman screeching, worsening Will's anxiety. Hearing heavy footsteps he peered at his front door, seeing a black figure obscuring the stained glass.
He watched as the deadbolt slowly slid off the lock entirely and made a run for it. He ran to his backyard and into the shed where he grabbed a rifle off the wall and shakily loaded it with bullets. Once the gun was filled with ammunition he pointed it directly at the door. His nerves were still going haywire meaning he and the weapon started shaking.
His breathing got heavier and quicker. This was all too terrifying for him. Through his own panting, he heard a dark growl coming from behind him and hoped with all his being that it wasn't what he thought.
Will slowly turned around and came face to face with the creature. After seeing the beast he was too petrified to even move and his arms went slack as the gun became loose in his hold. To caught up in his fear, he hadn't noticed how bright the light bulb hanging above him had gotten. Its light became too blinding as it overtook the small shed and not a moment later, the boy and beast were gone.
When (Y/n) arrived at his house he practically threw himself off of his bike and ran to the front door, slamming it open. Once inside he slammed the door shut, it creating a loud banging sound that made him wince as he ran to the bathroom, passing by his barren living room which only had a sofa and dinner table*.
(Y/n) pushed the bathroom door open and headed for the mirror cabinet, opening that as well. His shaky eyes drifted through the shelves until they landed on an orange bottle, he grabbed it and made quick work of the cap as he took a circular pill.
After leaning on the sink for a bit (Y/n) noticed that his breathing and heart rate had finally returned to normal. He let out a sigh of relief as he threaded his fingers through his hair whilst tilting his head back.
'Should've taken one today' he thought. (Y/n) didn't like taking his pills on the weekend because it means he'd have to refill the prescription sooner and he wanted to conserve as much as he could because he didn't know if he could afford the next refill. He looked down into the still open bottle and sighed
'I only have enough for tomorrow...: He sighed again and shut the mirror as he decided to get ready for bed, he'll let future him deal with the medicine.
Moving to his bedroom* he rummaged through his closet until he found an outfit to sleep in. He slipped the clothes on, took off his glasses, and crawled into bed.
As he was laying down his mind began to wander, he remembered how he had almost had a panic attack. The fear he felt was intense, it was suffocating and felt as if a force was closing in on him from all angles couple that with the suddenness of it all...
(Y/n) didn't exactly know what caused it, but he knew it wasn't something good.
I was riding alongside everyone, well almost everyone, as we reached our school. As soon as I heard from Mike that apparently Will didn't come home I knew it had to do with the feeling I had last night. We reached the bike parking racks. When I got off I grabbed my (Y/I) from a holder I made that was attached to the basket at the front of my (f/c) bike.
"That's weird, I don't see him" Mike started walking to the entrance of the school the rest of us following him.
"I'm telling you, his mom's right. He probably just went to class early again" Lucas said nonchalantly
"Yeah, he's always paranoid Gursky's gonna give him another pop quiz" Dustin grinned.
"I don't know guys" I stopped walking. They also stopped and turned to look at me, their faces confused.
"What do you mean?" Lucas asked tilting his head to the side. I shuffled slightly and shifted my hand to get a better grip on the handle for my (Y/I)
"Step right up, ladies and gentlemen" I internally groaned as I heard an annoying voice coming from behind me. I turned around and was met with the two who've been making our lives a living hell. Tyler and some other guy I didn't bother to learn the name of.
"Step right up and get your tickets to the freak show. Who do you think would make more money in a freak show?" he approached Lucas and hit him in the chest
"Midnight?" he then moved to Mike "Frog face" then Dustin "Toothless" he moved in front of me "Or four eyes?" I sighed as he hit me in the chest as well. I subconsciously pulled my instrument behind me, I didn't want it to get messed up.
The boy next to Tyler pretended that he was thinking before he pointed to Dustin
"I'd go with toothless" He laughed as he tried to mimic Dustin's voice.
'Man these guys are dicks'
"I told you a million times, my teeth are coming in. It's called cleidocranial dysplasia" Dustin has tried to tell them that ever since they first started picking on us.
"I told you a million times" the jerkwad laughed as he still mimicked Dustin's voice as he continued to taunt him.
"Do the arm thing" Tyler pointed at Dustin as he shook his head.
Dusting huffed as he took off his coat and laid it on the ground. He then wrapped his hands together and pushed his arms out, making a loud popping sound. The boys backed away as they covered their mouths and groaned in disgust.
'If you were going to react like that then why did you want to see it in the first place?'
"God, it gets me every time!" Troy and his friend pushed passed us as they headed into the school
"Assholes" Lucas said and I couldn't help but agree
"I think it's kinda cool. It's like you have superpowers or something! Like, Mr. Fantastic!" Mike continued to walk towards the entrance as the rest of us followed
"Yeah, except I can't fight evil with it."
I put my free hand on Dustin's shoulder and gave him a small smile "You can have a superpower without fighting evil with it"
I nodded at him and headed into the school
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The bell had rung and I got up, packing my things. Will wasn't there which means something had to have happened. Hawkins is a small town so there's hardly any crime and no reason to kidnap someone so it can't be that.
It also couldn't be an animal. Hawkins doesn't have many bears, foxes, or wolfs, and even if it did they wouldn't go out of their way to attack someone.
After all my things were packed I made my way to Mr. Clarke's desk with everyone.
"So, did it come?" Mike asked Mr. Clarke
"Sorry boys. I hate to be the bearer of bad news but..." Mike, Lucas, and Dusting looked down in disappointment. I couldn't blame them, they've been waiting a while for it to arrive.
The boy's face instantly lit up and they ran towards the door, but I just stood there.
"You coming (Y/n)?" Mike turned to look at me
I shook my head "No. I have to go get my instrument from the orchestra room, but you guys go ahead." giving me a nod the boys ran out of the room with Mr. Clarke in tow.
I walked out of the classroom and turned the opposite way the boys went. While I was walking I couldn't help but keep thinking about Will.
'Someone doesn't just disappear like that'
I thought back to that night and how unsettled I had felt. What if my gut was trying to warn me? What if because I ignored it now Will is gone?
I reached the orchestra room and opened the door, heading to the back where the instrument rack was and picking up my (Y/I). I sighed as I held onto the case.
What's the weirdest thing about this whole situation though is that what I felt last night was oddly familiar. Like I've felt it before but I can't remember from where.
'Maybe I should play for a little, just to get my mind off things'
I placed my instrument onto a chair and unfastened the clasps holding the lid closed. I pushed opened the top and grabbed my bow, turning the nob on the frog* to tighten the hairs. I grabbed my instrument and put on the shoulder rest. My (Y/I) was slick with a dyed (f/c) wood and matching bow, it was very beautiful in my eyes and brought back many memories. Both good....and bad.
I closed my eyes and placed my instrument on my shoulder. My bow hovered over the strings as I thought of what to play.
I moved the bow across the strings as I started to play. I imagined all the other instruments playing with me, hearing across the orchestra in order to stay on tempo. Hearing how all the different instruments' parts blended into one beautiful melody.
The music resonated off of the walls and into my ears. It relaxed me and made me forget my fears and anxiety, providing an escape.
My mind became clear as if it was cleansed in the cleanest of rivers and before I knew it the sound was over. The last note echoed through the room and I stood there, basking in the tranquility for however long I could.
That was until I heard a knock at the classroom door. I turned and my eyes met with the principles and immediately the dread I had just forgotten settled back in.
"Mr. (L/n), I'm sorry but I need to see you in my office. You're not in trouble" He said
I nodded and looked passed him, seeing my friends next to the Sheriff of Hawkins, Hopper.
A/n: ALRIGHT! THE FIRST PART IS DONE! I grossly underestimated how long it takes to write a fanfiction story based on a show that has episodes that are almost an hour....so I decided to split it into two parts so that you all may get your serotonin boost😌
I hope you enjoyed! Please let me know of any grammar and spelling mistakes, or just things that don't make sense(I made most of this at night so there might be a lot of that) Next up, NarutoVarious x Male Reader!!! Though, I may make some other small fics 😏
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