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Chief Jim Hopper grinned, they did it. He and Joyce had turned the keys that would seal their fate. Looking to the petite woman with complete glee, Jim recieved the exact same look from Joyce. No more monsters. No more evil Russians. Just a peaceful night out at Enzo's.
However, Jim's smile had quickly dissipated as soon as it was formed. It was as if everything became slow motion as he watched a particularly muscular Russian grab the woman in front of him. "No-" before the chief could say anymore, the click of the mans gun silenced him.
Just a few feet away from him stood Joyce in complete terror, being held forcibly by the one man who had been hunting the two down this whole time. Jim never learned his name but from Larry's nickname Arnold Schwarzenegger, he settled for that.
He held out his hands slowly, wanting so desperately to grab the gun that hanged from his torso. But he knew that would make this situation way more worse. As if matters could be even more worse, Hopper winced at the sound of the distant machine. Glancing at the source, he knew it was going to blow.
As if on cue the deathtrap complete exploded. Destroying everything in it's path before dispersing into nothnothingness. All three of them had watched as the machine was completely destroyed and as the menacing gate closed.
Looking back to the two, he knew he had to do something, but what?
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A/N: Well! There's the start of it! I hope you enjoyed the little taste of my idea and I hope to be able to add even more soon.
What do you think will happen next? Well we'll have to find out what Hopper will do in the next one!