It only gets Stranger
Stranger things x the Losers Club cross over.
Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Reader
Warning: Swearing, Fighting, Blood
Word Count: 2,743
Summary: The reader moves to Hawkins, IN from Derry, MA. Once a Loser, always a Loser. Her friends from Derry, somehow end up in Hawkins to help defeat the Mind Flayer.
“I can only remember parts,” Beverly said, “I thought I was dead. That’s what it felt like. I saw us, all of us, back together, but we were older like our parents ages.”
“W...W...What were we all doing there?” Bill stuttered.
“I just remember how we felt. How scare we were. I don’t think I can ever forget that.” Beverly said in disbelief.
Bill suddenly, stood up from his spot on the log, “S..S.. Swear it,” He said as he had a shard of glass in his hand, “S...S....Swear if IT isn’t dead, if IT ever comes back, we’ll come back too.”
Silence fell upon your group of friends, casting glances, at the nature scene before them. The rush of the nearby lake along with the chirping of the birds, were the only sounds to be heard.
Beverly, was the first one to stand up, then Richie and Eddie, followed by Stan and Ben. You and Mike were the last two to stand in up in agreement with Bill. Bill then placed the shard of glass at the top of his left hand, dragging it across so that the top flesh would have cut across the palm.
Bill then, went around the group using the same piece of glass, and cut everyone else’s left palm starting with Richie and ending with Beverly. Each of you winced in pain as he cut across your palms. Slowly, everyone in the group reached to the person next to them so that everyone was holding hands, making the pack turn into a blood oath, causing everyone to be bonded for life, and to ensure that everyone kept their promise. A calming silence, fell upon the group. It wasn’t awkward or suffocating, but somehow relaxing, in knowing we would once again ban together as the ‘Losers Club,’ in the future. A certain hope. A certain promise, that we would once again, be together again, no matter where life took us. We were no longer friends.
No longer friends the minute, we had all met and took down IT. From that moment forward we had become family.
“I gotta go.” Stan started, “I hate you.” He said looking directly at Bill.
Bill looked down, with his face full of guilt and sadness.
Stan was the first to giggle, to prove that he wasn’t at all serious about the nature of his insult. Then giggles erupted from everyone in the circle, including yourself.Giggles progressed into full on laughter. A light hearted moment that was much needed in this situation.
“I’ll see you later.”
“Bye, Stan.”
Stan had been the first one to leave the group and most of the group followed. You were the third to last to leave. The group knew that this would be the last moments you had with them in Derry. Your youngest brother, much like Bill, had been a victim of IT. After IT, took your brother, your parents decided that you would finish the semester that you were in, and they would pack you and your oldest brother Milo, up and move to a “safe place,” as your parents had put it.
As you were leaving, you turned around to say the last goodbye to your remaining two best friends, but you were stunned to see that Beverly and Bill were kissing. After the initial shock, of the scene before you, it wasn’t long before you thought, ‘Finally,’ before turning around and walking back to your house, filled with unforgettable memories.
You’ve officially been in Hawkins, Nine months. There was never a day that went by, that the Loser’s club didn’t cross your mind. Everyone, was constantly, writing you and telling how much they missed you. As, far as you could tell, Derry was back to being the safe heaven that you all knew and loved.
After, you moved to Hawkins, it was like you found another Loser’s club. It wasn’t long before you had become friends with them. They called themselves “The Party,” you could never find it in yourself to question why. It didn’t really matter to you anyway.
Milo and you were only a year apart so, there wasn’t that much of an age difference between either of you. There was a gap in your different friends. Milo, had become friends with another newbie, Billy Hargrove. Billy, had a step sister, named Max. Their situation was similar to yours regarding moving and siblings, so it was only fitting that you became friends.
After becoming friends with the party, you had found another person like you. Someone else who had Telekinetic, powers. Back home in Derry, you hadn’t flat out told the others, but when IT was attacking, you and your friends, you were only able to sneakily, use them. You didn’t want to lose your best friends over them thinking you were some sort of freak.
As, soon as the others found out you were like El, they didn’t make you feel weird or freakish. That was something that you were thankful for. That gave you a sense of belonging that you had always longed for. Once, you had opened up about your abilities, they were comfortable letting you know about a thing called the “Upside Down,” and a “Demogorgon,” along with tinier versions of a “Demodog,” as they said. The current enemy, at hand however, was a giant monster called the “Mind Flayer.” At times, you wanted to go up to your parents and tell them that Hawkins was not anymore dangerous than Derry, and that if you packed up right now, you could still go back to school in Derry.
The eldest members of the groups friendships/relationships were enough to confuse you by themselves. You and Steve had developed a larger than life, bond and were very close as friends. He knew about your crush situation. You were crushing on Milo’s friend Billy. He was almost always, over at your house. At times, you thought he might like you too, offering you rides wherever you wanted, purposely calling your house when he knew Milo was at baseball practice, spending as much time as he could with you.
Milo had been acting strange lately, taking off in the middle of the night, an edge to him that wouldn’t go away. Finally, you decided that you were fed up, and wanted to see what he was up to. Rolling over to the other side of the bed, you grabbed your phone, and called Billy.
“Hello.” A husky voice answered.
“Billy? It’s Y/N.”
His laughter sounded through the phone, ”I knew it was you.”
“Is Milo with you?”
“That would be a negative, Princess. Why?”
Suddenly, a bad feeling was in the pit of your stomach.
“Y/N? You okay over there?” Worry was laced in his voice.
Silence. Your head was filled with many crazed thoughts.
“I’m coming over there. Be ready in five.” Once the words came out of his mouth, you were met with the dial tone.
It took less than five minutes for Billy, to pull into your drive way, before you rushed out of the house, and jumped into the front seat of his Camaro. Billy, was able to somehow catch up to your brother. He was driving on the outskirts of town, something he never did with you, since he claimed to not be familiar with Hawkins yet.
Suddenly, Milo had practically vanished from view. Causing both you and Billy to exchange, confused glances. Your heart had leaped into your throat.
“Billy.” Your voice came out panicked, “Billy stop the car.”
Your attention was too focused on something in front of you, missing the worried expression on his face he shot your way. He didn’t question why you wanted him to stop, but he did.
Opening your door, your left arm came up to rest on the top of the car, while your right arm came up to rest on the top of the door. Looking before you, was a business that had a lot of Steel around it. However, looking at the sky above it, made you forget to be bothered with what the, name of the business was.
Clouds were swirling in a circle above it, with what mirrored a thunder storm, without the rain. Both you and Billy were too stunned to say anything, you were only able to give the other a confused look, before looking back at the scene before you. As you left, you were able to get a glimpse at the sign of the business. Brimborn Steel Works.
The next day, everyone had met at the Wheelers, house including Billy. Once, you and Billy finished telling the others, what you had seen, Will was out of his seat, running up the basement steps, two at a time.
“I got it.” You said to the group, all of them nodding in acknowledgment.
Will was pacing on the front lawn, nervously.
“Hey.”
He hadn’t stopped his movements nor looked at you.
“Hey.” You tried again, this time grabbing his shoulders to stop him from pacing.
“He’s here.”
The realization dawned on you, as who Will had meant as “He.” The Mind Flayer was back, and he wasn’t going to stop until he had blood.
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You and Billy, were able to successfully, trap Milo, inside the sauna. Both of you knew that it wouldn’t be able to hold him off for long. But, neither of you expected him, to be back on his feet in a matter of minutes. The lights had begun to flicker throughout the building. Everyone was standing in a circle with their backs to each other. Billy, was trying to put on a strong front. He reached for your hand, with his. Intertwining your fingers, once he was able to grab a hold of your hand, his right arm in front of yours, shoulder touching, while you both glanced at each other with fear.
Milo begun, running into the sauna door. With each hit, the metal pole that the door was chained to, to try and keep him from escaping had become bent. One last hit, was all it took for the door to fly open, for Milo to tumble out of the sauna. Pushing your friends back, you were staring face to face with your brother. He was covered in what looked like black veins. Eleven, had gone to Scoops Ahoy with Dustin. Nancy, was at the hospital with Jonathon. Which left you and Billy with the remaining group members, Max, Lucas, Mike and Will.
Lifting up a near by, bench press, you screamed and used your arm to throw it at Milo to keep him trapped against the gym’s brick wall. He had impossible level strength, causing you to use both arms to try and keep him pinned to the wall. Growls filled the air, as your chest had begun to heave. Your nose had started to bleed using your abilities to keep Milo pinned to the wall. The sounds of your gasps, replaced the growl sounds.
Milo, used both of his hands and pushed the bench press off of him. You screamed in reaction trying to keep it against him. He was able to push it off and throw it back at you, which hit you causing you to hit the floor. Somehow he was right above you, grabbing you by the back of your hair, as you tried to crawl away from him. Your breath was coming out between gasps and heaves, trying to catch your breath. As he grabbed you by your hair, you let out a terrified scream, as he pulled you to your knees in front of you.
With his left hand with a grip of steel on your hair, he turned giving your friends and evil stare. Suddenly, his right hand came up to grip the front of your throat causing you to immediately gasp upon contact, causing your friends to jump back frightened.
Milo, lifted you up by your throat, squeezing tightly as he did. You were gasping, coughing, as your lungs screamed for air that they were denied.
“N...O...” You tried as you weakly tried to pry his grip off of your throat.
Another wave of gasping and coughing for air hit you.
“N...O..” You tried again.
This time you were able to hit his arms and slightly scream, before coughing and gasping again.
Your friends were frozen in place, too stunned to move.
As you could feel yourself feel faint, blood dripped from your nose, as your eyes went crossed. Your face becoming red from the lack of oxygen, as you tried to open your mouth to allow air to flow to your lungs that were on fire.
Billy, was able to get himself unfrozen before it was too late. He was behind Milo, hitting him with a steel beam, which caused him to drop you and fall to the floor.
“Go to hell, you piece of shit!”
Billy yelled at Milo, attempting another swing at him with the beam. Milo, flipped around and caught the beam in his hand mid air. You were laughing face down, as you were trying to breathe and regain your strength. Milo, got up and began towards Billy, whose back had met the brick wall. Getting up in time, you were able to lift Milo off the ground before be could hurt Billy. Making your way to your feet, with both arms in front of you, Milo was suspended into the air. His growls and your gasps were filling the air. Exhaustion had set in, but you were determined to save your friends. Both you and Milo, were face to face screaming at each other. Maneuvering, Milo mid air, your back was met with Billy’s chest, as you threw Milo through the brick wall. Collapsing, onto Billy, he slid down the wall with you in his arms.
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Breaking down the door, the Mind Flayer that seemed to be made of flesh, was on top of Nancy.
“Jesus.” Mike said. At the same time Max said, “What the Fuck.”
The Mind Flayer, had begun screaming at the sight of you, while trying to charge at you. As he was running at you, you raised your arm quickly and threw him to the wall nearest you, while screaming in the process. He wasn’t giving up, so you flung him into the right wall, screaming again. This time he let out a low growl, before you flung him into the ceiling, causing chunks of the ceiling to fall onto the floor. By this time, your nose was bleeding again. Finally, you flung him back onto the floor with all your might screaming as you did so. Standing up straight in the process, putting both of your arms on the door frame trying to protect your friends and stop the Mind Flayer from getting past you. This, time he growled louder, trying to charge you again. Using both of your arms this time, you flung him out of the window, screaming one last time.
“Nancy!” Jonathon yelled in concern as he ran past you.
You and your friends ran as fast as you could to see what happened to the Mind Flayer. As you all ran out of the ER entrance, your body collided with another, causing the arms of the other person to shoot out and grab your forearms in attempt to keep you from falling.
Looking up, you were met with seven familiar faces.
“We figured you might need some help.” Beverly said making her way to you, pulling you into a bone crushing hug.
“Nice move, throwing that monster from the fourth floor.” Ben said as you received another bone crushing hug, whispering in your ear, “We know about your abilities. You saved our asses way much more than we can count with Pennywise.”
The rest of the Losers, greeted you with the same level of enthusiasm.
“Not that i’m not happy to see you, but what’re you guys doing here?” Asking with a smile on your face, your arm was wrapped around Beverly's, shoulders as her arm was wrapped around your waist.
“We figured you might need some help.”
“Yeah.. But how did you-”
Stan spoke up, “Your boyfriend Billy called us.”
Everyone’s gaze turned to look at Billy with wide eyes. Not meeting anyone’s gaze but yours, his hands made their way into his front pockets, while shifting uncomfortably under everyone’s stare.
“Besides, once a Loser always a Loser.”