STRANGER THINGS
SEASON 2- 4
steve harrington x FOC
UNEDITED
I DID NOT MAKE THE COVER PHOTO I FOUND IT OFF PINTEREST AND I COULDNT FIND WHO MADE IT!!!!!
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Anastasia Petrovna knew what it was like to lose everything, she had gone through life wit...
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"ME TOO, JOYCE, OKAY?" Hopper was the first one to approach her, Anastasia's eyebrows furrowed as she heard the softness in his voice as he spoke to Joyce. "But how do we do that? We don't exactly know what we're dealing with here."
"No," Mike interjected, he walked cautiously towards where Will was passed out. "But he does. If anyone know how to destroy this thing, it's Will. He's connected to it. He'll know its weakness."
"I thought we couldn't trust me anymore. That he's a spy for the mind flayer now." Anastasia reminded him.
Mike had an idea. "Yeah, but he can't spy if he doesn't know where he is."
Joyce then said. "The garden shed."
Hopper didn't question it or try to argue as he led them to the garden shed, where everyone was instructed to hide every distinguishable item in, just in case of the mind flayer. Usually, the younger boys would have complained about having to actually do some work but with Will's life on the line, they never questioned it and got to work straight away.
Anastasia stayed with the older two - that being Nancy and Steve - as they worked together to put up the tarp on the sides of the shed. While they were tasked with that, the other kids looked around the house for anything that they could use.
Nancy cleared her throat and hesitantly glanced over at Anastasia, she would be lying if she said that she hadn't thought about the girl who randomly showed up outside of her school and then disappeared only to be seen again with Steve of all people. "So, Anastasia, you're like Eleven?"
"Yes?" Anastasia answered, already confused as she had already been asked this.
"That means that you could potentially help with the Demogorgon's and the mind flayer?" Nancy continued.
The dark haired ginger girl nodded. "That's right, though, I do not know the full extent of my powers."
Nancy hummed to herself. "Well, what can you do?"
She smiled, knowing this was something she definitely did know. "Telepathy, chaos magic which is my favorite, telekinesis. A lot of things are similar to Eleven."
Steve stared at her in disbelief, he was still having a hard time wrapping his head around everything. "Pretty powerful then, huh."
"Oh, you have no idea." Anastasia smirked at him, she held up her fingers and morphed around the dark red magic.
