Demons vs Angels
Chapter 1 - Dustin's words
FanFiction info:
Hello fellow Stranger Things fan. My name is Amanda, and I am another simple writer who enjoys bringing out feelings and (of course) involving drama/pain/danger. Now, if you do not enjoy this, please choose another FanFiction to read. I don't want to be judged based on what I enjoy to write mmkay. This is an AU - which might or might not already have been written about before. I have no clue. It's a crossover with Supernatural and Stranger Things (without the characters from supernatural. The plot is more involved in this one - the one with the demons and angels thingy. I haven't really come to that part in Supernatural but internet spoils a lot - don't judge me if it goes wrong ples)
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In this story - Mike Wheeler is 18 years old.
Eleven aka Jane is 17 years old. ?
Dustin Henderson is 18 years old as well.
Lucas Sinclair is 19 (oldest in the group).
William aka Will Byers is 17 years old as well. ?
Maxine aka Max Mayfield is 19 years old too (few months younger than Lucas)
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Nancy Wheeler is 20 years old.
Johnathan Byers is 21 years old.
Steve Harrington is 21 years old as well.
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(They go to collage, including Lucas Sinclair and Maxine aka Max Mayfield)
(Mike Wheeler and Dustin Henderson are still figuring out if they should start collage or not)
(Eleven aka Jane and William aka Will Byers are unknown ((ooh, what may I mean with that~?)).)
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Pairings that will be in this story is: MikexWill/MikexEleven (there will be slight drama between those ;]), DustinxOC (mhmm, but not the same OC from my other fanfic 'on the run and go'), WillxMike/WillxOC (Drama beacheesss), NancyxSteve/NancyxJohnathan (yes, I know. This story will be a huge romantic mess xD), LucasxMax (Wholesome pairing guys Cx)
If you do not like any of these pairings, then I suggest going out of it to find another FanFiction too. If you do, have a good day!
Now, when most things are out there, what's left are the warnings.
WARNING; there will be drama, slight angst, demons and angels, homosexual relationships (if you're 'homophobic' then the 'go back arrow' is to your left upper corner), deaths, painful moments, might involve triggering words and curse words. If you do not like or can't handle any of these warnings then please leave this FanFiction for your own sake. I might be snazzy with comments here and there, but I do care about you despite you being a complete stranger to me. Now! Let's get the actual story going aye? I'm excited to start it, so yes, let's jump to it.
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Mike remember what Dustin had told him after they both had graduated. He seemed slightly concerned when he had approached the black-haired teenager for whatever reason, but his concerned and shaky words were:
"Mike, you need to be careful okay? Promise me"
Mike was at home at the moment, brewing coffee by himself. Those specific words that were uttered by Dustin on that specific day was glued to his mind like superglue, and he was deeply in thought trying to figure out what Dustin meant. The coffee brewing soon beeped as it was done, and Mike poured himself a glass of black coffee. He leaned against the counter next to the brewing machine and put the edge of the coffee cup against his lips. His eyes were focusing at nothing, as the super hot liquid quickly ran down his throat. He coughed and twitched at the sudden warmth. Maybe he even cursed in the middle of it all, he can't remember. Since his thoughts were only focusing at one thing and one thing only.
"What did Dustin mean?" Mike whispers out to himself, his brows furrowed and his voice having the biggest confusion in it. Eventually, he put his coffee cup down at the counter next to the brewing machine and looked up at the ceiling. His hip-area was still resting against the counter, as he crosses his arms. He closes his eyes and almost forgot his surrounding.
But the door opening and closing was the sole reason he snapped out of his thinking and whipped his head around to see Nancy. She was surprised to see Mike in the kitchen sipping coffee by himself, and eventually asked:
"Where's mom and dad? They wanted me to give back their waffle-iron"
Mike blinks and stops leaning against the counter. He unwrapped his arms so they were hanging by his sides again and grabs the coffee cup again. He sips it another time, then looks at Nancy finally. He shrugs.
"They weren't here when I came home either" he admitted, afterwards taking a long and huge sip only to watch the irritation on Nancy's face grow. Nancy sighed and grabbed the cardboard where the waffle-iron laid and placed it onto the middle counter. She met with her younger brother's eyes just when he had stopped sipping his coffee and suddenly got this concerned face expression, but she snapped out of it and asked:
"So, how does it feel after graduating high school? Planning to start college?"
The questions hit Mike right where it shouldn't have. He forces a small smile, and was close to lying. However, Nancy was his sister. He couldn't bare to lie to his family, not when he really needs help and advice about this.
"I.. I'm not sure yet" he utters. Nancy was surprised to hear his answer, and approached him slightly.
"You don't have to know yet. Just, think and decide later, okay? Take your time. I'm here to help you if you need it Mike" Nancy speaks. Mike perks slightly to look at Nancy and smiles a little. He was thankful to his sister's supportive manner. Nancy isn't usually like that to him, or at least she wasn't before. Maybe college changed her a little?
"Anyway, please inform mom and dad that I left the waffle-iron" Nancy mentions. Mike nods, and says a clear 'of course' before Nancy had managed to walk to the front door. She turns around to him before she walks away as if to confirm with him that he will contact her if he needs help. Mike nods, understanding why she stalled on walking away. She smiled, waved him goodbye and walked out the door finally. The door shutting, and Mike immediately started thinking about the same thing again.
"Why do I have to be careful? I need to talk to Dustin about what he meant" Mike whispers to himself. He raised his cup to his lips again, again getting burnt by the coffee. But this time he didn't pay it any mind, as he nods to himself. He puts the coffee cup down, goes to grab a piece of paper where he wrote:
'I'm at Dustin's place! Nancy came over and left the waffle-iron when you guys weren't home. I'll be back soon! - Mike'
Then he placed the paper next to the cardboard where the waffle-iron was and rushed to put on his shoes and jacket. He walks out, and grabbed his newly bought bicycle. He jumps onto it, and starts tramping away towards Dustin's place. Once he reached his place, he jumped off his bike and approached the front door. He knocks three times, and waited for someone to open the door. It was still very light out, so he wasn't scared of waiting by the doorstep. But Mike was otherwise scared of the dark. Soon, he heard footsteps approach the door. Mike was relieved to know someone was home, and it seemed to take a while to unlock the door.
Mike saw Claudia, Dustin's mother, by the door as soon as it was opened. She had a puzzled expression when spotting Mike by the front door. Almost as if she didn't know who he was. But of course she did.
"Mike? Are you here to see Dustin?" She asks. Mike smiles and nods.
"Yes ma'am, is he here?" He asks. She looks around, almost as if she was checking her surrounding. It made Mike a little bit uncomfortable. There was nothing dangerous going on right? Eventually, after seemingly checking her surrounding, she meets with Mike's eyes.
"He's here, but you shouldn't be here right now Mike. He's.. not in a good state of mind" Claudia speaks. Mike immediately got the uncomfortable shivers down his spine and curiosity got the best of him.
"Wait, what? Is Dustin okay?" He asks, majorly concerned. He tried pushing himself inside but got held back by Claudia.
"Listen, Mike. You can't enter. Dustin.." Claudia tries. Mike got slightly irritated and tried pushing through again, but got slightly pushed away by Claudia so that he fell to his butt onto the doorstep.
"I'm so sorry" Claudia whispers, before she drastically closes the door and starts to lock it again. Mike immediately threw himself back to his feet and banged onto the door.
"Ma'am! Please, I need answers! Only your son can help me with this..!"
But she didn't return to the door. Silence fell over the house instead, and Mike frustratingly puts his forehead onto the door. He gave up. Even if he needed answers from Dustin, he gave up. That was, until, Dustin himself approached the door. He unlocks it and meets with Mike's eyes. Mike was majorly shocked to see him, scared he wasn't doing okay thanks to Claudia.
"Dustin-!"
"Shh, just, come inside" Dustin interrupted. He grabbed Mike by his shirt and practically dragged him inside before he drastically shut the door again. Locking it. Mike was so confused, and he saw how Claudia eyed him from across the room. He felt like he wasn't welcome at all. Dustin begged Mike to sit down, and Mike did so. Staring at Dustin as he slowly walked over to sit down across from him. He seemed to be really, really exhausted for some reason.
"Mike. You dumbass!" He suddenly shouts. Mike was a little taken aback and wondered why in the heavens he shouted at him. Especially calling him a dumbass.
"What? What now?!" Mike speaks up, clearly confused. Dustin was angry at him for approaching his house, for some reason.
"You shouldn't be here right now. I told you to be careful!"
Mike immediately remember why he was here in the first place after hearing Dustin's weird sentence.
"Dustin, what should I be careful of? I don't get it!" Mike asked. Clearly upset and confused by it all. Dustin sighed and looked around the room. His eyes got clued to a certain spot, which made Mike confused but curious so he looked at the spot. Nobody or nothing was there, which made Mike very scared. He didn't rush things however, as Dustin soon met with his eyes again. He had fear in his eyes as well.
"Do you believe in demons Mike?" Dustin suddenly asked. Mike felt how his blood almost ran cold at that question, but sure he did. He wasn't religious in any way, but he did believe in them.
"I do.." Mike whispers. He was almost too scared to answer, but he did.
"A few months ago, before graduation, we had a small party right? To celebrate something I can't really remember at the moment" Dustin spoke. Mike nodded, listening to what Dustin was telling him.
"On that day, I asked if you could join me on the way back home to my place" Dustin says. Mike nods and speaks up:
"And I said you're grown up now, so you don't need someone to follow you back home.. to my defense I was drunk as heck"
Dustin nodded, affirming what he said. He slightly chuckled at the drunk part, as he clearly remember that he was.
"Before the party" Dustin starts. Mike swallows nervously.
"I had a nightmare. It involved me and you at the party, and ... a demonic shape" Dustin continued. Mike was getting cold chills again.
"The dream had this angelic voice, telling me to not walk home alone after this party.." Dustin whispered. Mike stared at Dustin subconsciously, just thinking and listening to his best friend.
"I did, since you wouldn't join me.. and I was attacked" Dustin continued. He was now fiddling with his fingers as he avoided eye contact with anything or anyone in this room. Mike was getting extremely nervous and worried for Dustin.
"At first, he looked like a normal dude just attacking me out of nowhere. But I saw that he had black eyes. Normal people don't have black eyes.. so I panicked.. and thought that I may not get to graduate after all.." Dustin finally continued. Mike was so shocked, and at first didn't really believe in Dustin. But he kept looking over at a spot next to him at certain times. Was the demon next to Mike?
"But he spared my life.. for a deal" Dustin finally spoke. Mike almost stood up in shock. Making a deal with a demon wasn't smart at all.
"Because he saw you, Mike. You're my best friend, and demons are sadistic fucks.. he spared my life only if he got to use my body however he liked. Meaning possession whenever he wishes" Dustin immediately spoke up, which was the reason Mike didn't stand up and shout at him. Mike sunk back down into the couch and stared at Dustin in disbelief.
"That's why I wanted you to be careful. He might possess me and hurt or even kill you. He promised not to touch my mom, but he didn't agree with letting you be unharmed if he got an urge someday.." Dustin explained. Mike was almost getting teary eyed as he listened to Dustin. He had to be scared and cautious of his best friend?
"Dustin.."
"I get if you don't want to associate yourself with me after this" Dustin interrupted. But Mike spoke up his name louder, making him stop his rambling for a second.
"I'm still your friend" Mike spoke. Dustin was super surprised and shocked to hear that after telling him everything that's been going on and what might happen.
"Stop it Wheeler.." Dustin whispers. Sad now. Mike shook his head no, and stared to that same spot he's been staring at from time to time.
"Hey, demon. Leave him be!"
Suddenly, something grabbed Mike and almost threw him across the room. He only flew a few meters. Dustin stood up and yelled at this demon who was with him to never do that again. Then he turned to Mike.
"Mike, you can't tell a demon to leave.. he has to leave on own accordance" Dustin sadly explained. He walked over to Mike and helped him up, then immediately backed Incase the demon felt like possessing him in that moment.
Mike was so shaky, that he didn't know what to really do. He now believed in Dustin's story to 100%.
"So I should be careful of ever approaching you?" Mike asked Dustin. Dustin turns to Mike in a dreading way. Mike knew what the answer was going to be, and he hated it.
"Yes Mike.. but you can't be out of your house at night either. The demon told me he recognized your face with another demon.." Dustin warned. Now Mike felt how his own pulse raised and how he so badly wanted to run out of this house. But he had to say one last thing before going away.
"Dustin. I will still be your friend, despite being absent"
Then Mike was out of there. Not letting Dustin get a chance of talking back to him about what he just said.
Dustin just stared at Mike as he had grabbed his bicycle and started bicycling away. Behind him stood a man dressed in black, with a hand placed onto Dustin's shoulder.
"Looks like you're in pain"
"Yes.. he was my best friend"
"He isn't anymore?"
"I can't afford him to get hurt"
"Poor Dustin..."
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Mike was quick on his bicycle this time. Sweat running down his face as he remembers what Dustin told him lastly.
"The demon told me he recognized your face with another demon.."
Was Mike their next target?
Was he going to get attacked?
Suddenly, as he was bicycling in inhuman speeds to get home before it get's dark out, the front tire starts to slide to the left. His whole bike got thrown to the side and he fell off. Accidentally scraping up his whole left, bare arm. He held in a small pain filled cry, and slowly sat up. The first thing he does is check his arm. He was only wearing a green and white t-shirt, and since he landed onto his arm and slid onto the gravelled road.
His arm was definitely bleeding, and he curses under his breath as he tries to stand up. He looked over at his new bike which looked like it's been used for a long time now, and sighed. The front tire was bent on the half, and there was no way he could get back up on it. He really needs to calm down, realizing he just lost control of his bike.
"Mike?" A familiar voice suddenly says. It wasn't Dustin, but an voice he's only heard four times before. He still knew who it was.
"Hi Lucas" Mike says, without trying to suppress any emotions he was feeling right now. He saw Mike's arm, and walked up to it.
"Shit dude, I wish I had bandage or something for that" Lucas says with concern. Mike sighs slightly.
"It's only a scratch from when I stupidly fell off my bike" Mike explains, pointing to his bike that was right behind Lucas. Lucas looks down behind him and decided to push it so he could see it more clearly.
"Damn dude" Lucas whispers, chuckling out of worry for his - kinda - friend who was hurt. Mike approaches the bike as well, and puts a hand onto the handle of it.
"I still need to get home. Quick" Mike says, quickly adding the last part as he saw how the sky starts to darken.
"Oh, why such a hurry? I haven't seen you since last year man" Lucas speaks. Mike looks at him with a sad expression, hating to diss a person who he admittedly wanted to talk to more.
"Why are you even out here? It's dangerous out at night nowadays" Mike spoke, suddenly suppressing his wish to talk to Lucas more and sounds more serious only to scare him slightly.
"Dangerous? Wait what?" Lucas speaks. But Mike didn't answer and simply started to walk away with his bike. He wanted to join Mike, but seeing how he seemed not to want him to, he just walked back home which laid the other direction. He had just been out on a jog when he stumbled upon Mike.
Mike had been walking for a while now and the sky was already way too dark. He cussed at himself for being stupidly slow, but he couldn't walk any faster or he would probably trip over air or something else; considering his bad luck before.
And then he stopped.
It's dark out. He's alone. Dammit.
"I should've let Lucas join me.." Mike whispers. He remembers how Dustin had told him about not going alone at night. But it was too late, wasn't it?
Mike luckily saw his house in the distance however, and starts to calm down. But he felt weirdly watched. He turns his head around to see if anyone was there, but nobody was. Mike swallows and tries to not think too badly about it. It would drive him insane if he constantly thought about it. But the feeling of being watched quickly returned to him when his face was shifted towards his house again. He starts to practically run with his destroyed bike towards his home. Outside, luckily, stood Karen Wheeler and Ted Wheeler. They've been waiting for Mike to arrive ever since it started getting late out. Karen, Mike's mother, immediately ran towards him despite not wearing shoes, and hugged him. She hadn't seen Mike's arm, so it stung Mike so badly when her arms wrapped around him. He let's out a small grunt to make Karen realize something hurt him, and she pulls away directly when she heard him. It took a small while for Karen to realize his arm was badly scratched, but when she realized she immediately brought Mike inside.
"What happened to your arm Mike?" Ted asks when Karen was dragging him inside. Ted followed as Karen sat Mike down onto the couch, still waiting for an answer.
"Uhm, me and Dustin got into a brawl outside his house and he accidentally pushed me hardly, so I scratched my arm" Mike came up with. His mother, who was bringing a medical kit, looked over at him worriedly. Ted just stood there and watched.
"You two rarely fight though" Karen speaks up. Mike smiles slightly.
"But this time, we did. Sadly"
"A simple push couldn't have caused such a wound" Ted speaks up suddenly. Mike swallows.
"Well, when I was going back home, my bike kinda bent it's front tire, and I was thrown against the ground.. so my small wound got way worse" Mike comes up with. The second one wasn't entirely a lie. Ted believed that one however, and so did Karen. She starts dabbing a tissue with some wound cleaning spray on it, which did sting considerably lot. But Mike managed to withstand the pain. When the cleaning was done, Karen starts to check the deepest parts of the wounds. They weren't deep enough to need stitches, so she simply bandaged his arm up and made sure no blood would keep seeping from the wounds. When that was done, Mike thanked his mother wholeheartedly, then looked at Ted who was about to say something.
"So, what did you and Dustin talk about?" He asks. Genuinely curious.
Mike got nervous again, but came up with something to blame instead of telling the insane truth.
"Dustin told me something yesterday, on the graduation day, that was quite rude to say. I kept thinking about it all day today, so after Nancy left the waffle-iron, I wrote the small letter before I went off to Dustin's place. He didn't want me there, and I tried asking him about yesterday. He explained it, but it made us end up in a brawl. The rest should be clear to you guys" Mike lied. He was good at lying, thank god. He moved his arm to indicate what he meant in the end. They both nodded.
After that, Mike got a cup of black coffee. He smiles and thanks his mother, and raises his cup up to his lips again. Sipping the scowling hot liquid. He was being careful with sipping too much this time.
"Mike, we're going to shop some groceries. Is it okay if you stay here?" Karen suddenly asks. Preparing to go outside with Ted. Mike smiles warmly and nods. He felt safe in his house.
"Sure" Mike says warmly. They both smile, then goes towards the car. The house got awfully quiet once the front door shut close. He looks at the coffee in his mug, distracting his focus away from anything else as he kept thinking of what Dustin really said.
'Demons.. they really do exist..' Mike thought.
Suddenly, another male's voice speaks, causing Mike to look up from his coffee.
"Yes, yes we do exist indeed"
