Over the next several days the gang had met up and shared what they had theorized and discovered, the demogorgan was back, hopper grumbled that he thought he had retired and he was too old to deal with this shit but of course he wasn't going to abandon his makeshift family.
Repairs had begun on the Henderson household and life continued as normally as It could of done since the night that the demogorgan had attacked, speaking of which, the monster had been unusually quiet, only one person had vanished and they hadn't seen it since.
But they had been cautious about it though, El especially, bullets had managed to kill the demodogs but the demogorgan seemed like it couldn't be hurt by bullets, hell Mike explained that the one he had seen in his dream had taken a tank shell and came away with only a few burns and flayed skin.
Mike sighed as the bell rung, he watched his class file from his lecture already excited for the weekend, he had been teaching at the University for 6 years ever since he had come back from Afghanistan, like he was promised, students seemed to be interested in the fact their teacher was once in the Army as a Microbiologist, sometimes he would rattle off in a tangent with stories of people he worked with and other little fun stories.
His teaching style was somewhat similar to Mr Clarke's no matter how boring a lecture could be it never was because Mike always would find a way to engage the class in the lecture. Sometimes just with his enthusiasm
He watched the last student, leaving him alone in the lecture hall. He gathered his own notes into the briefcase that lay beside the table before following suit and leaving the room. He headed to his car and pulled out ready for the weekend, he was effectively exhausted. Nathaniel during the week used his own powers to fight back against a bully who was bullying someone else, he pushed the boy back telekinetically, who sprained his ankle as he fell backwards, although they had to remind Nathaniel to not use his powers in public like that but both parents couldn't help but be secretly proud of their boy.
Of course it was their usual routine after Nathaniel had gone to bed, Mike and El cuddled together on the sofa watching a documentary on aquatic life, even to this day El was completely transfixed on the programme and Mike couldn't help but find her adorable as he watched her rather than the show that they were both watching.
The way her eyes rose when the narrator showed or described something was still one of the most amazing sights to Mike to this very day, it never ceased to enthral him.
But soon enough El leant against his shoulder with her eyes closed and she snuggled as close to mikes neck as possible, finding the warmth of his body and sighing contently. Mike leaned his cheek gently against the top of her head. He reached for the remote and what about to turn the TV down.
"Don't you dare" El said warningly into his neck.
Mike gave a gentle laugh and reached out to stroke a thumb against her cheek.
"Go to sleep, El" he said in a whisper.
She gave a slight pouty moan "if you insist" she said mumbling.
Mike smiled at her cuteness.
And so they sat there content, unknown to them though it was the calm before the storm. A storm that would be filled with Red lightning.
SEVERAL MILES NORTH OF HAWKINS.
Two jet black Chinook Helicopters flew through the dead of night, one behind the other, each with 55 soldiers on board, these troops were briefed and chosen specifically for the mission that they were now being ferried to. Unlike most troops they stayed silent for the majority of the trip, either loading munitions into magazines.
These troops had been recruited from the best spec op forces the US had to offer, the Green Berets, Delta Forces, The Marines, Rangers Etc.
Grissom Air Reserve Base loomed in the distance, its runway lights were a beacon to the troops as the Chinook's flew in gracefully like over grown blackbirds. The Soldiers filed out where several trucks with dropped canvases lay In wait.
They quickly filed out from the chopper and into the trucks, one officer climbed into a Humvee before they sped out of the airport and down the highway towards Hawkins. The officer inside his Humvee fiddled with his cap, the first stage of this plan needed to go well because they definitely would be happy to see them especially after so many years.
They drove quickly and swiftly.
"Hawk-7, this is Eagle-1, report status?" the officer said into a long-range radio.
"This is Hawk-7, no sign of Species X-11, P-11 and subject one and two are currently at home, alpha readings are still quite strong. do you copy?"
"Hawk-7 we copy, maintain position"
"Roger that, Eagle-1" the officer/General switched to another channel
"it's best if I go alone, we don't know how they will react to us showing up out of the blue like this, hang back a block"
"Copy that sir" one of the drivers responded, the trucks slowly rolled to a stop as the Humvee continued onwards down the street towards the Wheeler residence, the humvee pulled to a stop and the general gazed out at the little suburban house, that housed P-11, He gulped either this was going to walk or he was going to have an early retirement within the next five minutes.
He sighed and took a deep breath and placed the cap onto his head and slowly got out of the Humvee. He turned to the two troops who had followed him out.
"Whatever happens, do not engage, we need them to trust us, we need her to trust us, understand?"
"Yes General" the two soldiers saluted. The general nodded and made the walk to the house, he felt like he was doing the green mile, a bead of sweat started to fall down his head, he wiped with the palm of his hand.
He took a small breath and tentatively pressed the doorbell.
Both Mike and El awoke with a start to the sound of their doorbell, Mike furrowed his brow as he looked to el who just looked as confused as he did, Mike kept El behind him as he reached the door and swung it open to find the General standing there, he took his cap off respectfully.
"Mr Wheeler? My name is General John Mercer, I'm with the department of Energ…" he couldn't finish the sentence as El angrily threw her arm up and he felt an invisible force constrict on his neck.
"What. The. Fuck. Do you think you're doing here?" she said, her anger was calm but you could feel it in the air, she lifted him off his feet, his legs kicked out at the air.
"Please! Let me explain!" he managed to rasp out as his hands were around his neck trying to grab this invisible force constricting his neck. He suddenly fell to floor, gasping for air.
"You have one minute" she said fiercely. Mike stood by her side with a glare, that even sent a shiver down Mercer's spine, he definitely wasn't welcome here.
He stood up and slowly took his sidearm out of his holster, Eleven looked like she was ready to murder him right there and then but to her and Mike's immense surprise the Magazine clattered to the floor and he placed the Pistol onto the floor as well, showing now that he was unarmed.
"Project Elev" he stopped himself almost calling her Project 11. "Mrs Wheeler, we're here because we detected high-levels of alpha radiation around Hawkins, at first we thought it was you so we had several scouts to keep an eye on you, we soon found it wasn't but the result of Species X-11" General Mercer explained
"Species X-11?" Mike questioned
"You call it the Demogorgan, it seems there is a new gate here in Hawkins, we're simply here to put a stop to it, No agendas and no ulterior motives"
"Why should I believe you" she asked tonelessly
He shrugged "I can't make you believe that, I was here to ask for your assistance"
She scoffed "after everything you put me through? After I was kidnapped again? Sorry to disappoint you General" she spat "but this is your mess, not mine, you forced me to contact that thing when I was twelve" she was practically fuming with anger.
He nodded "that's quite understandable Mrs Wheeler, I'm sorry for what our government has put you and your family through, I'm truly am" he said sincerely, she knew it was sincere as she could sense it.
He signalled to one of the troops in the humvee who marched over with his M4 carbine, General Mercer took the weapon from the Soldier and to their surprise offered it to Mike, who slowly took it suspiciously.
"I take it you know how to handle one of these" Mercer said handing Mike two spare magazines.
"Of course" Mike said checking the safety on the weapon "why you giving this to me?"
"Because we know the creature is drawn to Mrs Wheeler and Like I said I am sorry for what the government has out you through" He Saluted before marching off with the other soldier and back into the Humvee.
Mike and EL didn't close the door until it was out of sight.
The Soldiers Stood stoically down the road from Hawkins Lab, General Mercer paced up and down in front of them"
"this will be a simple search and destroy, kill any bogeys you come into contact with and locate the gate, once there use these sonic generators against the gate, these generators mimic the frequency of Project 11's power. Watch each others back In there and watch your ammo, any questions?"
No-one moved a muscle, Mercer smiled at this group he was in charge with
"Good Luck Men" He said.
They began to spread out along the road towards the lab, the distant sound of demodogs sent a horrible chill down the General's spine, he truly hoped he wasn't sending them to their deaths.
(A/N) ooooh the battle for Hawkins has begun, time to starting killing people off lol (Rubs hands together sadistically) but I hope you enjoyed this on guys, and as always review! Until next time guys, peace!