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Indie Will Byers. Post season 2.

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They didn’t know each other very well. In fact this was probably the first time they had really met face to face. He gave the girl a small wave, he had heard plenty about her from the guys, especially Mike. “Hi, I’m Will. You must be Eleven.”

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Starter call.

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“Whoa!” Fascination appeared in his big round eyes before he turned to his friend. 

“That’s so cool!”

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“I’m fine.” Will rolled down his pant leg and stood up. This guy seemed to have come out of nowhere. But Will assumed he had most likely come in from the woods nearby. 

The sky was painted in a gradient of orange and pink. It looked like a sherbet with clouds. Will picked his bike off of the ground. He noticed the veins beneath the man’s eyes became visible for a moment before disappearing. Furrowing his brows, he questioned if what he saw was real and further more, it was confusing to see him shut his eyes for a moment. “Are you okay?” Despite his apparent concern, he was a bit afraid. His hands gripped the handles of his bike as if it’d somehow protect him. 

Stefan had no idea on if the boy saw his veins that disappeared almost as quickly as they came. He couldn’t get himself into more trouble, not by a kid anyhow. That wouldn’t be good, getting children involved with his life. 

“Oh, yeah.” He nods, a small fake smile curving onto his lips. Now he knew the boy had to have seen the veins, but he would ignore or swerve any other questions he had, if he had any. “I’m all good, don’t worry about me. You’re the one who got hurt.”

“I know but I don’t like seeing other people get hurt too. Or sick.” Will had seen some strange things in his life; humanoid creatures with a mouth that opened up like a flower or dog-like humanoids with similar faces or an alternate version of his world but colder and deader. Hell he had even seen a strange spiderlike thing in the sky. But some guy with bubbling veins and blacks? Certainly not the strangest thing he had encountered but definitely out of the ordinary. 

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“It’s fine, don’t worry.” Turning his back, he went back inside. It was kind of cold outside anyways.

Stefan of course followed Will back into the home, man was the decor in the 80′s — cringey. After shaking the stupid thought from his head, he walks over to his new found friend.  “Are you sure? You know you can tell me, yeah?”

“Yeah, I’m sure.” It was hard acting normal but it was better than the alternative which was being treated like a baby. He wanted to be treated like normal. Biting his lip, he tried to think of a distraction, some kind of topic change so he could feel normalcy. “Do you like board games?”

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Concern filled the boy’s big round brown eyes. “Wh-what do you mean you’re dying? You mean figuratively, right?” Come to think of it, Silas did look rather weak but that didn’t mean Will was going to let him stay out in the rain. “Come on, don’t stay outside and get soaked.”

     The ancient warlock paused for a minute. Will had become a friend, probably his only friend in a long time. He could feel himself growing weaker and weaker as the days passed. There was no reason to lie to him but maybe bending the truth would be less morbid. “I am very old, remember?” he asked him before stepping beneath shelter. “In a couple of days, that will be the case. I’ll be old and – We won’t be able to play that dragon video game anymore cause I won’t know what the heck you’re talking about.” he offered a weak smile. 

“B-but you can’t die.” The boy’s voice choked with sadness. Pulling on Silas’ arm, he struggled to lift the warlock up from where he laid. “Please, Silas, don’t be like that.” He wanted to be optimistic, he wanted Silas to be alive. It made no sense why he’d suddenly die now but he had to admit, Silas wasn’t looking so good right now; he was kind of pale and he felt cold and clammy. Will wanted to get him somewhere warm. “Even if you do die, I want you to be comfortable and warm in your last moments. Just let me do this as a token of our friendship, please?”

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Starter call for old times sake?

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I ship Jonathan and Nancy so hard.

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Riding his bike was a daily thing for Will. He biked to school, to home, to friends’ houses, the arcade, wherever he wished to go so long as he was home by curfew time. Today he had been racing his friend, Dustin, and since the two were so caught up in their fun, Will hadn’t noticed the rock up ahead. It collided with his front tire, tipping the boy forwards and causing him to land on his front. 

Dustin halted his bike with a screech and turned back to face his friend before calling out if he was all right. 

Will’s knee was scraped and while none of his clothes were torn thankfully, they did get some dirt on them. “I’m fine, really.” Rolling up his pant leg, Will inspected his knee and he saw a small cut and it bled a thin line of blood. His nose scrunched up in disdain. “Aw, man, mom’s gonna kill me!” Of course he meant this figuratively since she often worried about him and even worse, she babied him at times which he really didn’t like, despite knowing her heart was in the right place. But the silver lining in all of this was the cut wasn’t in an obvious place so he could easily hide this from her.

Stefan had just fed, he should be fine. Actually, he was fine. He’d been off human blood for decades now and he had Lexi to thank for that. He was doing pretty well, even with the cravings he was experiencing. All the had to do was write in his journal when he was having the urges to — well, rip someones head off. ( No wonder why he has so many ). He’s walking out of the forest and it’s not quite dark yet as his eyes met with the almost sunset sun. 

The vampire is making his way towards the street so he can make it home until he spots a two kids. One was on the floor and it concerned him, was he hurt? Was something or someone after them? Cautiously, he walks up to the two of them, at first not smelling the blood. “Hey um, are you two okay?” He asked, kneeling down to reach the eye level of the one who was on the ground. Seconds later his nose catches the smell, the sweet sweet smell of the blood. He quickly stood back up, turning his head as he felt his veins coming through. No, Stefan. No. Not now, not this kid. He squeezes his eyes shut until he feels his face convert back to normal and he turns to face the boys again. “You should get that cut covered.”

“I’m fine.” Will rolled down his pant leg and stood up. This guy seemed to have come out of nowhere. But Will assumed he had most likely come in from the woods nearby. 

The sky was painted in a gradient of orange and pink. It looked like a sherbet with clouds. Will picked his bike off of the ground. He noticed the veins beneath the man’s eyes became visible for a moment before disappearing. Furrowing his brows, he questioned if what he saw was real and further more, it was confusing to see him shut his eyes for a moment. “Are you okay?” Despite his apparent concern, he was a bit afraid. His hands gripped the handles of his bike as if it’d somehow protect him. 

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BOB NEWBIE ISN’T DEAD AND IDC WHAT ANYONE SAYS.

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The environment around him went from cold and dark to warm and inviting. His visions were getting stronger lately but he didn’t want to tell Stefan that. “Nothing, it’s nothing.”

“Are you sure? It doesn’t seem like nothing.” Stefan narrows his eyes as they move from Will to their surroundings, not seeing anything but clearly the boy was seeing something.

“It’s fine, don’t worry.” Turning his back, he went back inside. It was kind of cold outside anyways.

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Growing quite flustered by this lady’s cheek pinching, he gently but firmly batted her hands away. “Stop it, I’m not a little kid!”

Rolling her eyes at his words, Caroline pulled her hands from his cheek but flashed him a teasing smile. “That’s literally what every little kid says.”

“I’m thirteen years old. I’m not little.” Sure Will was short for his age but it didn’t change the fact he was growing and soon he’d probably tower over this lady and she’d no longer pinch his cheeks.

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Starter call for old times sake?

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He couldn’t help but stare. His eyes were filled with a mixture of awe and terror as a multi-limbed monster appeared in the sky, barely illuminated by the moonlight. Its limbs stretched out as lightning clashed and he felt every fibre of his being become paralyzed by the mere sight. To Will, it seemed like an eternity until Stefan spoke, breaking the spell and all was back to normal. “Y-yeah, I’ m fine.” Looking back at the sky, nothing was there but the moon and stars.

He slowly turned his attention to what Will was staring at but all Stefan could see was the night sky. There was nothing in sight. “It’s pretty dark, you know.” he mentioned, hoping that he was merely lost in thought and it was nothing else. “I can walk you back home? It’s too late for you to go back by yourself.” he offered. 

“I-I guess so.” His mom was working late and he wasn’t sure where Jonathan was, probably working too. The boy’s lips curled into a frown. He hated feeling so small and young but it was a reality he had to accept. At least Stefan seemed nice and besides, Will felt it might be best if he got a ride home from someone rather than trying to go back by himself.

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The expression on the boy’s face concerned Stefan. He approached him carefully and sat down beside him. “Everything alright?” he asked him. The boy seemed far too young to appear so vacant. 

He couldn’t help but stare. His eyes were filled with a mixture of awe and terror as a multi-limbed monster appeared in the sky, barely illuminated by the moonlight. Its limbs stretched out as lightning clashed and he felt every fibre of his being become paralyzed by the mere sight. To Will, it seemed like an eternity until Stefan spoke, breaking the spell and all was back to normal. “Y-yeah, I’ m fine.” Looking back at the sky, nothing was there but the moon and stars.