On the run and go
Chapter 1 - rebels
Hi! I'm Amanda. This is my first FanFiction I've done on this account, and I hope you guys like this idea I randomly got. It's an Stranger Things AU I came up with (I think) where Mike and the company are rebels like Eight and her gang, and Eleven finds them after escaping Hawkins lab.
I am unaware if an AU like this has already been made, but I thought it would be interesting to write about it nonetheless.
Also, all kids here are older than in the series. 15-16 years old.
This story will contain the ships: Mileven (always), Max x Lucas, Johnathan x Nancy (slight Steve x Nancy at the start), and Will x OC (That's right. I'm gonna involve an own character into this because why not?) and Dustin x OC as well.
Warning! There will be profanity use (swear words), drama, fluff and death involved in this AU FanFiction. If any of these warnings seem uninteresting to you or if any of the warnings bring any bad feelings up - please do not read it. For your own sake.
If you have any further questions, please tell them to me. I'll try and answer them the best I can, and please feel free to give feedback or helpful criticism. ❤️
Enjoy!
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The alarms echoed throughout Hawkins Lab, which means someone important has currently managed to escape. None other than a shave-headed, young, boyish looking girl was running down the corridors of the lab, breathing in panicked jabs. Blood was splattered slightly at the bottom of her white dress, and blood was slowly running down her nose.
She stops when a man suddenly stepped in in front of her.
Dr. Brenner, the man who runs the Hawkins lab and the man the girl despised the most, calmly and contently stops in front of her. He fixes his black tie and slowly approaches the scared girl.
"Eleven.." He starts. Putting on a soft voice.
She takes a step back, looking at him with a warned expression. Staying silent, as she couldn't help stopping the tears that escaped her eyes.
"I'll kill you.." she whispers. Her voice breaking slightly.
Brenner chuckles, stopping halfway. He puts on a fake 'but I'm your father' look and pretends to feel hurt by her words, to make her feel guilty.
But it didn't really work this time.
"Eleven, I'm your papa.. I know you don't want to kill me" He starts. Eleven takes yet another step back, her expression darkening.
"I warned you" she whisper, sounding more and more serious than ever.
"Please, Eleven-" Brenner starts, but suddenly Eleven starts shouting, sending the white haired madman flying into the wall behind him. Not killing him, but giving Eleven another chance to escape the lab.
The moment her 'papa' crashes into the wall, she moves her feet and she ran towards the entrance. Brenner weakly following her with his eyes, before closing them shut.
Eleven kept running. She refused to stop and look back, and for the first time she felt free. As if she had no problems following her tracks. She laughs, and she does a cheerful spin in the air, before landing on her bare feet again and kept running. Eleven ran for a good 3 minutes, before she stop to catch her breath, and started contemplating on what she should do next. Eleven definitely heard her stomach talk to her a few times during the escape. She gently puts her cold hands over her stomach, and rubs it. Eleven kinda pouts to herself, as she looks around in the unknown. Being lost in the forest, and having no clue where to go. Eleven needed some other clothes and some food in her stomach before she kept running.
She starts to walk through the forest in the middle of the night, trying to find a road or something that lead somewhere. But surprisingly, it took a good amount of time until she found one. The road was busy as well, as cars drove past her. She desperately tried to look for some kind of ride she could take for the time being, but it was hard. She remember her dress being bloody, and cussed under her breath just because she forgot about that consequence. She could tell them it was color?
But that would be highly suspicious.
She was alone, and looked like someone out of a horror movie. But what other choice did she have?
Eleven stayed within the woods, at the edge of the road, keeping her eyes out for anything specific. She notices that there was a girl in front of her across the road. She was looking down into her book, and had red hair. Was she waiting for someone? Eleven looked both ways of the road, before deciding to risk it and approach the girl. She wore a very comfy jacket and seemed like she had packed to go somewhere.
Eleven made it across the road, and slowly but surely approached the red haired girl. Eleven thought that she was aware of her approach, but the moment the girl looks up from her book, she jumps in surprise.
"Oh my gosh, you scared me!" She says, putting her book away into her bag and placed a hand over her chest. Eleven stood quiet, unsure of what to do next.
The red haired girl starts observing her from head to toes. She saw the blood splatter on her white dress, and with concern in her expression she gently grabs the girls hand. Eleven was taken with surprise, as she was leading her somewhere. Eleven grew scared, and yanked her hand away. Staring at her with uncertainty. She spins her head around to look at the shave-headed girl.
"I'm sorry. You need some warmth and new clothes, so I thought I'd bring you to my place. Don't be scared of me, I am the least dangerous person you could meet" she spoke. Eleven contemplated on wether she should follow or stay and walk away.
But in the end she followed her back to her place. She had a good feeling about the red haired girl, and usually she didn't have those too often.
"My brother is home, so we have to be discrete" she said, looking at Eleven seriously. Eleven swallows and nods, then sneakily followed the red haired girl inside. She lived out in the woods, which Eleven found to be interesting.
"I'm home Billy. I'll go directly to my room don't worry" she spoke up. Billy appeared by the kitchen door, and Eleven quickly hid behind a book case side. Closing her eyes hoping he wouldn't notice her.
"Weren't you supposed to get picked up by someone? The heck are you back for?" Billy asks. She looks around, trying to think of a good enough excuse.
"I forgot some things simply. You can go back to whatever you were doing.. shirtless" she said. Giving him a weird look. Billy sighed and walked back to the kitchen, then continued to the living room where he was apparently body weigh lifting, as usual.
She looks at Eleven and motion for her to come. She sneakily followed the red haired girl again and walked up the stairs. Eleven was surprised that they managed to get out of that situation.
Once upstairs, and in her room, Eleven could relax a small bit. She looked around the room, and ended up smiling softly. Uttering a small 'pretty' under her breath. The red haired girl smiles at it and says a thankful 'thanks' back.
Eleven sat down onto the bed, looking at the other girl who was looking in her wardrobe.
"So, what's your name?" She asks. Eleven perks, and smiles a little. The red haired girl noticed she didn't answer, and looked her way. Eleven pulled up her arm, showing a tattoo by her wrist saying '011'.
"Eleven?.." she asks. Eleven nods.
"So your name is.. Eleven? That's weird" the girl says. Scrunching her nose slightly, but then just chuckles softly.
"I'm Max! Nice to meet you" Max says, while still looking through her clothes.
She pulls forward a purple and white dress, that reaches all the way to Eleven's ankles when held in front of her.
"Do you like it?" Max asks, seeing how much Eleven looked at it. She nods, as she strokes the silky feeling of it.
"I like it too. But you can have it if you want!" Max says, tossing herself down on her bed. Eleven glances up at the red haired girl and smiles.
"Really?" Eleven asks. Max smiles and nods.
"All yours!"
Eleven nods, and starts undressing. Max looked up at the ceiling, remembering the red stains on her dress. Max looks over at Eleven, calmly meeting her eyes.
"Those red stains.. what were they?" Max asks. Her curious side was showing.
Eleven stops in her tracks, having just started putting on her dress. She looks at Max, thinking of different excuses she could use. But she couldn't lie.
"Blood" she whispered. Max's eyes widened, and she sat up. She put a hand on Eleven's arm in concern.
"Who's? Yours?" She asks. Furrowing her brows. Eleven shakes her head.
"Bad men's blood.." Eleven whispers. Max realized that she must've escaped from somewhere since she had that tattoo on her wrist and a shaved head.
"I'm glad you escaped from the bad men" Max says, smiling. Eleven nods, smiling right back. She then looked in a body mirror that was in Max's room, and spun around slightly.
"It fits you well. You look glamorous!" Max says happily. Eleven furrowed her brows and turns to Max.
"Glamorous?" She asks. Max raises an eyebrow and then giggles gently.
"Glamorous is another word for pretty or beautiful" Max explains. Eleven smiles and looks back at the mirror.
"Thanks.." she whispers. Max kept the smile.
"Max!" Max and Eleven suddenly heard. Billy. His footsteps were heard as he was walking up the stairs.
"Hey Eleven, hide under the bed" Max says quietly but clearly. Eleven quickly shoved herself under the bed, the moment Billy pushes the door open. Max sat in her bed with her legs crossed, simply looking at her brother.
"Wassup?" Max asks, casually. Billy stared at her and looked around the room.
"I swore I heard another girls voice. Are you hiding someone from me?" Billy asks. Now getting a little bit aggressive.
"No.." Max says simply, but Billy kept approaching her.
"If you're lying to me Max, you know what kind of consequences you'll get" Billy reminded her. Billy almost grabbed her collar in anger, but Eleven couldn't help but to act. She pushed him away from Max with the help of her powers, making him hit the wall and a shelf hit his head, knocking him out for the time being. Max is sitting on her bed, dumbfounded and absolutely shocked.
"Eleven- was that you?!" Max asks, as Eleven made her way out from underneath the bed. She stood up straight, wiping away blood underneath her nose and nodded.
"It was, let's get away from here" Eleven said. Max blinked a few times, before she was practically forced to stand up and walk out the room.
"Wait, where are you planning to go? And.. you didn't have to knock him out" Max speaks. Eleven said nothing, and kept walking. She now walked for the exit, Max following her.
"Your brother. Bad man" Eleven spoke. Marching out towards the road again.
"I know. But I would've survived it" Max says. Eleven sighed.
"You helped me. I helped you" Eleven said seriously. Looking into Max's eyes. Max nodded slightly, then followed Eleven to the road.
They stopped there.
"Was your friend gonna pick you up?" Eleven asks, as she looks at Max. Max nods.
"Yeah, but I might've missed her.. Eleven, you're on the run, aren't you?" Max asks. Eleven nodded.
"So where do you plan to go?" She asks. Eleven shrugs, and starts getting worried. Max sighs.
"I know of a place, but..." Max starts. Eleven was immediately interested. Max furrows her brows and thinks after a while, but told Eleven anyway.
"But the place has some very edgy, sketchy and mysterious types living there" Max says.
"It might not be safe for you" Max says directly afterwards. Eleven smirks, making Max remember what she did to her brother.
"Wait! Do you have powers then?" Max asks, suddenly all enlightened.
"Psychic powers" Eleven mentions. Max was in absolute awe.
"I thought those types only existed in movies.." Max whispered, still shocked.
"Where are they?" Eleven asks. Max looks at her, remembering the original topic. Max really didn't want Eleven to be involved with people like those, but he thought that maybe Eleven would like it there. She was a tough one.
"Illinois. It's quite far from here" Max mentions. Eleven looks at Max.
"Take me there, please" she begs.
Max scratches her cheek, and looks around. The road was still very busy, and she tried thinking of someone who could bring her there.
Max bit her lip, and thought 'fuck it' as she runs back towards her home.
"Wait!" Eleven said, stopping her.
"I'm gonna go get the car!" Max explained. Eleven was shocked to hear that, but didn't complain as Max continued to run afterwards.
Max sneaked inside again, and grabbed Billy's car keys. Then quickly exited the house again. Max surely would get an ass whooping after this, but she didn't care.
She sat down in the car and turned on the engine. She was definitely way too young to drive, but she wanted to help Eleven.
She backs out, and starts to calmly drive up to Eleven. Max stops, so that Eleven could get into the car and buckle up.
"What types are the people?" Eleven suddenly asks. Max looks at her.
"Rebels" she simply said. Eleven nods, then Max starts pulling out onto the road and drives towards Illinois. It was a shaky ride, but Max managed to at least not draw any suspicion towards her being a teen driving illegally to Illinois for a shave-headed girl. No problemas, right?
It was a long ride, and Eleven fell asleep on the way there. Max was hyper focused on the road, making sure to not bump into anyone. This was the biggest risk she's done so far, and she doesn't even know if it was a good choice.
Max has encountered these rebels once before, when shopping. They raided the whole place, grabbing foods and everything they could in a robbery, then escaped the scene. One of them stopped to look at her. He was dark skinned, and was kinda cute. But he was a creep and a criminal. She remember what he said to her.
"Are you even real? You're very beautiful I must say"
Max remember that she thought it was kinda charming, but then immediately remembered that they were no good people, and snapped out of it. The leader, whom she can't remember clearly, grabbed him and fled as quickly as they could before the cops arrived.
After, it was quite chill, but when Max exited the place, that same person walked up to her and smiled. Max almost hit him, out of reflex, but he was very quick to dodge it. He looks around and brings her around the corner. Only to ask, if she was scared of him. Max had rolled her eyes at him, and shook her head. He said a small "good" before he grabs her hand gently. He brought her to their main camp. All the other rebels were celebrating their food founds, and sharing it amongst each other.
That was how Max found out about them. She couldn't stay though, as the leader of them was highly suspicious of her.
Max found herself dazed while driving, which wasn't good, and almost crashed into a truck. Max quickly drove around the truck to avoid danger, which caused Eleven to wake up in startle. No harms were done, but Max felt like that could've been the end of her and Elevens life. She was now 1000% focused, and was determined to not daydream anymore.
"Are you okay?" Eleven suddenly asked, startling Max. She didn't think Eleven woke up, but with that powerful turn, it's no surprise.
"Yeah I'm fine, I promise" Max reassured.
"Were you thinking?" Eleven asks, now getting a little nosy. But it was no problem for Max.
"I.. remembered the day I met those rebels" Max admitted. Eleven listened. Max held back with telling her her own personal experience.
"Eleven.. I wanna tell you to be careful around them. They may seem charming, and welcoming. But don't trust them to full potential" Max warned her. Eleven nodded, keeping that in mind.
Max then took a deep breath as she turned into a alleyway.
"We're almost there. They live around abandoned buildings" Max told. Eleven stared ahead, but listened at the same time.
"And, here we are" Max finally said, parking the car a few meters ahead of some creepy looking people, creeping in another alleyway ahead of them.
Max exits the car, as well as Eleven. Max didn't bring anything they could protect themselves with, unfortunately, so they had to play it safe.
"Eleven, the people you're seeing now aren't the people I talked about" Max mentions. Eleven looks at her.
"Who are they?"
"These people are.. mentally ill. Or drug users, alcohol users.. people pushed away by society" Max sadly says. Eleven furrows her brows, as they both had now entered the crowd of people. Some laughed evilly, some suggested to try some meth, and some were just - out of it. Aloof in a scary way.
They started quickening their pace, and were soon out and away from them.
"Now.. take a deep breath, and remember what I told you" Max said. Eleven looked concerned.
"You can't come with me?" She asks. Max furrows her brows.
"No. The leader is already suspicious of me. If he saw me with you, it wouldn't turn out good for neither of us" Max mentioned.
Eleven was about to speak, but suddenly they heard another voice.
"What are you talking about?"
Max recognized the voice, and looked up at him. Eleven hid slightly behind Max.
"Lucas Sinclair.." Max speaks up clearly. He smiles, and opens his arms in a welcoming gesture. But he held a gun.
"Maxine.." Lucas says. She scrunches her nose at her full name.
"I should go" Max says quickly. But Lucas grabs her arm.
"Nah. You have some explaining to do" he says, being serious. His stare was serious as well, and placed onto Eleven. Who cowered behind Max.
"She sure does" another voice said. Max looks behind Lucas, and spots the leader. She now remembers him, picture clear and all.
Michael Wheeler. Or Mike for short.
And he was not pleased.
"I'll explain inside" Max quickly says. Lucas looks behind him and at Mike, who was quiet for a long time. But he nods, giving clear signs to let them both in.
Once inside; Mike, Lucas and the rest of them, gathered around.
Mike dragged a hand through his slightly curly hair, and turned around on his feet. Facing Max immediately. Eleven standing next to her, getting some stares from the other people in the building.
"What is the meaning of this? Hm?" He asks. His voice was calm at first. Simply wanting an explanation.
There was a silence, Max being scared to speak. But she had to, or there could be more trouble coming their way.
"I know you warned me to never come back here again-"
"And I think I made it clear as well" Mike interrupted angrily. Eleven almost lashed out when he did, gathering some attention from the leader. But Max's arm stopped her.
"I mean, coming here by yourself. I can somewhat guess why you would" Mike started, exchanging glances with Lucas.
"But with another person? Really Maxine?" Mike continued.
Max took a deep, collected inhale.
"This 'other person' is called Eleven.. and I have a good reason to why I brought her here" Max starts. Mike curiously looked over at Eleven, who felt threatened in this situation. Her stare intense.
"What may this reason be?" Mike asks, crossing his arms. Listening.
Eleven looked at Max as she was getting ready to explain.
"Eleven came to me, from the forest, across the road to where I live. She wore a white dress covered with blood splatters-" Max starts, and paused as one of the rebels almost ran at her. Mike stopped him, and let her continue.
"And well, her head is shaved. I thought at first, that this was very weird. But I wanted to help her, because she seemed to be lost at first. I brought her home, gave her some new clothes, and got to know her a bit more.. and she's escaped from somewhere I still don't know.. but she needs help! And support. I can't keep her at home thanks to my evil minded brother.. and she's also on the run!" Max continued. She stopped there, and looked eye to eye with Mike.
"... Eleven, right?" Mike asked the other girl this time, breaking eye contact. Eleven jumped a little at his mention of her name.
She was scared to directly answer, so she nods a little.
"I believe in the story.. but, where exactly, have you escaped from?" Mike asked. His arms still crossed, which means he's thinking.
Chit chatter started erupting between some of the other rebels.
Max looked at Eleven, saying it's okay to tell him. Eleven inhaled sharply, and met Mike's eyes again. She walks forward a little, making Mike stand on guard. But not visibly.
"Hawkins lab" Eleven spoke. The whole place grew quiet. Very, very quiet. It made Max nervous.
"Oh?" Mike whispered, sounding curious. But his curious and soft facade suddenly broke and he get's this gloomy look over him. Taking one fierce step forward.
"Have you escaped from there, or are you a spy?" Mike seriously asked. Now the silence grew deadly.
"I already told you she escaped-"
"I escaped. I hate that place" Eleven interrupted Max and replied - being just as fierce with her voice as Mike was with his step forward. Mike's gloomy facade broke down slowly, and he calmed down.
"Damn, you're really honest and convincing" Mike whispered, slightly impressed. But he stared back at Max suddenly.
"Now, why did you, of all people, decide to illegally take a car and drive her here?" Mike asks, but his voice had more of a sense of humor this time.
"Wait- how did you-?" Max tried to speak, but she was way too dumbfounded. The rebels laugh, and down from a iron stair-case came three people, saying that they saw them from the start.
Max swallowed, as Mike approached her.
"This is our territory Max.. don't be surprised" he whispered. Eleven looked at Mike, and the way he was starting to grow sketchy. She saw that he had his hand in his pocket, when looking at her. Eleven focused on his hand, as it slowly slid out of his pocket. Something shiny in his hand reaches her eyes, and she immediately made whatever he held fly out of his hand and into hers. Mike was startled, and he sharply turned around to look at Eleven, who held a knife now. Max's eyes widened, and she pushed Mike out of frustration.
Lucas walks up to her, and threatened her at gun-point because she acted with violence at their leader. The gun flew out of his hand as well. Now two people were dumbfounded, along with some people in awe in the crowd of rebels.
"Holy shit" Lucas whispered. Mike just stared at Eleven. She dropped the knife and gun, and made heavy footsteps towards Mike, who was getting rather scared and intimidated. She pushed him even harder with the help of her powers, making him fly back quite far. Everyone would've acted by now, but nobody dared to.
"Stay away from Max! She's a good person you bad man!" Eleven shouts. Mike slowly pulled himself together, and made his way up to his feet. He coughed a bit, making the gang worried. Even Eleven, because she knew they were here to try and get on their good side. Lucas wanted to approach Eleven for what she did, but he almost pissed his pants seeing what just happened.
"Bad man..?" Mike wheezed out.
"You had a knife!" Eleven shouts. Mike rubbed his forehead, and glared in Eleven's direction. Max stood next to her, putting a hand on her shoulder. Concerned of what's gonna happen. She felt safe with Eleven though.
"Damn, those freakishly scary powers aren't to be looked down upon huh" Mike tried to enlighten the situation, making some of the gang member laugh. Eleven wipes her nose, glaring at him still. Angry and upset.
He straightened himself, and sighed. His knee got pretty beaten up, as it bled quite good. And his forehead was bruised a little.
"But I wasn't about to hurt Max" Mike said. And he is known to be the honest one of them all.
"Why did you hold a freaking knife then?!" Max shouts, frustrated. Mike raised a hand as he approached them again. Eleven ready for another round, if it got down to it.
"The knife.. was supposed to be given, to Max" Mike spoke clearly, his hand still in the air. Eleven and Max wondered why, when suddenly Lucas threw the knife at Mike. He caught it perfectly, grabbing the handle of the knife. Then he grabbed the blade, and held it out to Max.
"Wait, Mike is showing affection?" Max joked as she grabbed it. Mike rolled his eyes.
"You arrived here without protection, which is already as stupid as it is. I'm pitying you" Mike accused.
"But if you were gonna give it to me.. why did you secretly pull it out like that?" Max asked. Mike smirks.
"I'm a rebel Max, I like to make things a bit intense" he admitted. Eleven calmed down, now when she saw that the coast was clear. Eleven looked down at Mike's knee and actually felt quite bad about it, even if she has literally killed innocent workers at that lab before.
"Now. You have powers huh. Why is your name Eleven?" Mike asked. He himself seemed more calm and collected this time around. Lucas felt he needed to apologize for pointing a gun at Max.. but he couldn't interfere this time around.
Eleven checked with Max if it was okay to show him. She nodded, then she met with Mike's eyes before raising her arm. The tattoo visible.
"Hm?" Mike curiously said, reaching out to take a closer look. But it made her pull the arm back. He raises his arms, showing her that it's okay.
"Not gonna hurt you" He said. Eleven narrowed her eyes at him, and raised the arm again. He examined it closer, and rubbed his thumb over it.
"Surely it's a tattoo" Mike says, confirming it. Eleven rolled his eyes.
"Obviously" Eleven muttered. Max felt the atmosphere calming down.
"So.. could she stay here?" Max asks. Mike meets Max's eyes.
"Depends" Mike says, walking away from Eleven to think. Max raised both her eyebrows in surprise.
"Wait, what now?" Max asks immediately. Walking after him.
"Are you both gonna be loyal? And not talk about her destination, or leave the area to tell that lab?" He asks both Max and Eleven.
They exchanged looks, and nodded at each other.
Then they both faced Mike.
"Obviously" Max says.
"Yes" Eleven says. Both of them saying it in unison. Making them chuckle.
"Great! Welcome to our place, Eleven" Mike said, raising a peace sign. All the other rebels did it as well, and Eleven smiles. Feeling safer this time around.
Max approached Eleven, and hugs her.
"I'm glad we met, and that I could help you" Max says. She hugs her back.
"No problem" Eleven whispered. They stayed there for a couple of seconds, and the rebels spread out once again. Mike watching them hug, smugly smiling. Lucas approached Mike, punching his shoulder a bit. He raises an eyebrow at Lucas, as he points to Mike's wounds. Mike nods, patting his shoulder as thanks and leaves. Lucas now taking Mike's place, watching them hug.
Max then parts it, and smiles.
"We're friends. If you ever need to talk, you know where I am" Max says, smiling. Eleven smiles and nods, as they then said goodbye.
But Eleven says 'thanks', making Max even happier. She raised a peace sign, and made Eleven laugh warmly.
Max then saw Lucas, and sighed.
Lucas smirked.
"Want me to follow you back to your car?" He asks
"I don't know, will you hold another gun to my head if you do?" Max sassily asked. Lucas groans, and says a long 'sorry' as he joins her back to the car.
"A sorry, for threatening me?" Max asks, teasing with him. But he was unaware.
"You did push our leader tho.." Lucas admitted. Shrugging, then smiling. Max sighs.
"Yeah yeah. Because I thought he was gonna freaking cut me" Max says, and brings that knife she got out once they entered the crowd of people. Lucas holding the gun in his right hand.
"He sure is tricky, huh?" Lucas asks. Max laughs.
"Tell me about it" Max joked. She blushed when she noticed that she was laughing with him, and immediately got back to her serious self.
"Now I just gotta get back home safely" she whispers, worried.
"I could drive you back home?" Lucas asks. Max got the 'are you kidding me' face as he had said that.
"What? I've actually driven a lot of cars" Lucas admits. Max sighed.
"Sure Sinclair. Just as long as you don't get me into more trouble" Max says.
"But wait" Max stops. Lucas raises her an eyebrow.
"How are you gonna get back here?" She asks. He smiles, and picks out a walkie-talkie.
"I'll just dial Dustin"
Max smiles, and get's into the car. Lucas sits down in the car as well, and starts driving Max back home.
Eleven looked around inside the warehouse. Damn, many people. She was nervous to go talk to them, even if she knew they were on her side as well now. So, she searches for Mike.
"Mike?" She asks, approaching two people by a almost broken window.
They exchange glances, and smiles. They point to their left, and Eleven goes where they point. She finds him sitting in a different room, where bandages and other healthy materials were kept.
He winched, as he was trying to clean the cut that she had caused. Watching him putting effort into cleaning the wound, made her even more guilty. So she enters the room.
"Ouch" She says out loud. Mike, startled, met Eleven's presence.
"Oh, hello" he spoke. Not managing to let go with looking at her. She stood there, and couldn't stop staring at the knee wound.
"I'm sorry" she says, slowly pointing at the wound he was getting to.
"Hey, don't apologize. It's just a scratch" Mike said, trying to play tough about it.
"That I caused" Eleven spoke immediately after, causing her to walk forward and get down on her knees in front of the knee wound.
"Hey- really. You don't have to bother—"
"I want to help" she interrupted. Her eyes fierce as they met with his. Mike gave up, and handed Eleven the cleaning liquid and some tissues.
Mike then leaned back on the bench he sat on, and closed his eyes. His hands formed into fists, prepared for the worst.
Eleven poured some of the liquid onto the tissue, and didn't hesitate to just dab it onto the wound. She was a little inexperienced in this, and didn't know to go soft on flesh wounds. Mike held in a shriek, and sat straight up. The leg shooting up straight.
"Okay. Be a bit more careful. It stings if you go too hard" Mike immediately told her. Eleven's eyes widened and she apologized, before going a bit more careful on it. It still stung, but it felt better. Mike managed to breathe again, so it definitely worked out the second time she dabbed onto the wound.
After that, Eleven put a bunch of tissues under some bandage, that wraps around his leg. The tissues placed over the cut.
When she was done, she smiles satisfyingly. Mike rubbed his neck, and pouted a little.
"Thanks" he shyly says. Eleven chuckles, and suddenly slammed a band-aid onto his forehead hardly.
"Hey, what was that for?" Mike says, while laughing a little. Rubbing his forehead over the band-aid.
"For being silly" she admits. Then she walks out into the warehouse again to talk to some other rebels.
Mike rarely showed interest in people. But he just might with this person.
He smiled, watching her go. Grabbing his jacket again, he puts it on and walks out as well, to the others.