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C H A P T E R S I X T E E N

" THE OPERATION "

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| D E C E M B E R  25th , 1986 |

K a m c h a t k a , R u s s i a

9 : 00  A.M.

( russia is 7 hours ahead )

"BUT HE'S DEFINITELY SCARED OF SOMETHING, AND I HAVE A FEELING I KNOW WHY."

Y/N was determined to be the cause of Brenner's downfall, and she was hard to stop when she was driven.

She held onto the sleeve of her father's parka, leading him to follow the line of soldiers who were now being led back inside the facility after a shortened training session.

As they were being led inside to enter, Y/N and Hopper trailed behind purposefully to be able to talk privately for a little longer.

"I think Brenner was talking about Mike and the party back in Hawkins." Y/N whispered to her father, earning widened eyes.
"I think he's scared that they're getting too close to finding us."

"Seriously?" Hopper asked, obviously surprised yet scared for everyone's safety. "That's good, right?"

Y/N inhaled, contemplating whether or not it was a good thing or not. "I'm not sure."

The good thing was that they knew that the party knew that Y/N and Hopper were alive, but the bad thing was, she knew how strong headed and determined the party was.

She knew them well enough to know that they will at least try to get to Russia to help them, but that's not what Y/N or her father needed.

Y/N and Hopper could very easily break out on their own, and if their plan was interfered with, it would ruin everything. The party could get hurt, and neither Y/N or her father needed or wanted that.

It was strange to feel the way Y/N felt at that moment.
It was strange to see her view the party's attempt of rescuing them as a liability.

That's what Brenner has done to her. She's now more violent and blunt.
Violence was all she knew to do well now, and if she doesn't get out of this facility soon, surely it would overtake her completely.

She didn't want that. She needed to get out of this facility soon, sooner than she thought.

This facility was doing something bad to her.

Her experiments and demogorgon blood was doing something more to her than give her abilities.
When training, she noticed that she would become more aggressive. Almost animalistic.

It was because of the demogorgon blood coursing powerfully through her bloodstream.

She was worried about which blood would win inside her.

Her human side, or her animalistic side..

She and Hopper needed to escape from this facility, and soon.

But if Mike and the party were going to attempt a rescue, that would end in catastrophe.

She needed to somehow tell him to not rescue her. She wasn't a damsel in distress, and she didn't need him to break into the facility, guns blazing to save her and Hopper.

She needed him to stay out of her and her father's way, so that they could escape and save themselves.

The soldiers in the line were now being shoved back into their cells, Y/N's father in front of her was next before he turned to looked at his daughter one more time. "We're gonna figure this out, okay? Don't worry."

Y/N nodded, the next thing she knew she was watching her father being forced into his cell, giving his daughter a weak smile before they shut his door.

She was then turned roughly by the Russian guard to enter her cell, her feet dragging against the floor to make him struggle in his attempt to get her inside.

He finally won, succeeding in shutting her cell door to lock her inside the dark of her small confined space.
If she hadn't taken any of her mediating pills, she would've been able to knock the guard out with just a touch.

She groaned, dragging her feet to her cell bed, leaning over to rest her arms on her knees to bury her head in her hands.

How could she continue to live like this? This was a literal hell, being forced to work on behalf of Brenner. Being forced to do his bidding.

Y/N sat there on her bed, thinking up a plan to which she and her father can both escape anytime soon.
  But her secretive thoughts were interrupted by the sound of muffled talking outside her door.

She got up and walked to the door cautiously, looking through the small hatch that was opened to give her her daily meals and mediating pills.

It was open, and she moved to look through the hatch to see two men talking quietly. It was Brenner speaking to another Russian guard, which was the one assigned to always look after her cell.

He held a tray of food in his hand, and she assumed it to be her usual meal with her usual mediating pills.

Y/N grew angry just at the sight of Brenner, her eyes fading to her subtle shade of grey as she used her telepathy to read their thoughts as they spoke.

"When you give her the assigned meal, place these on her tray."
  Brenner demanded, his hand reaching to place a new bottle of what looked to be pills on the tray instead of the ones that were already on there.

"We do not use other pills anymore?" The Russian's accent even vibrated inside his mind as Y/N read his thoughts, squinting her eyes as she tried to understand what they meant.

"No, these will enhance her powers even more, to greater extents, as well as increase her hostility, and helps her compliance to follow our instruction better. She needs to be at full strength for our operation." Brenner gestured to the new pill bottle.

Again, he mentioned 'the operation.' And what did he mean by 'compliance'?

"The operation? I will be instructing her?" The guard asked confusedly, similar to how Y/N felt.

Brenner seemed irritated that the guard didn't understand, and huffed. "Yes, you will. When the children at Hawkins come here and attempt their rescue of experiment 016, we will then engage the operation to recapture my old experiment, 011. I believe I can replicate my success that I had with 016 on 011."

Y/N's jaw dropped, her eyes widening as she almost lost her hold on their minds to read.

"You will instruct her to capture or terminate anyone that gets in the way of this operation, and she will comply without question because of these pills. Understood?" Brenner asked impatiently, prompting the guard to nod his head.

"These pills will also be given to experiment 015 as well, so please distribute them equally between the father and daughter."

Y/N broke her telepathic hold on Brenner and the guard, stumbling and falling backwards as was in absolute disbelief.

She couldn't believe that Brenner was planning on actually using her against her own friends for his own benefit.

"Pitaniye!" The Russian guard called through the food hatch, announcing her meal's arrival, and Y/N watched as her tray slid inside.

There sat the red bottle of the pills that were supposed to brainwash her into compliance.

She hesitantly walked over to the tray, pulling it inside as she examined the food and the pill bottle. She held it up, watching as the very few pills clinked inside.

The guard stayed where he was, waiting for her to take her needed pills and return the bottle to him so he could then give the same pills to her father.

Y/N clenched the pill bottle in her hand, her breathing grew heavier the angrier she became, and she found that her surroundings began to levitate with her subconscious fury.

The food tray lifted from the ground before she groaned angrily and slammed the tray to the ground with a loud bang.

This was all Brenner's doing.

She felt her nose begin it's usual bleed of blood, but with her healing powers, the blood never trickled down her nose.
Her eyes faded back to their usual color as she kicked the spilt food away.

There was no way she was going to take the pills now.

She needed to find a way to warn her father of these pills, and she needed to do so quickly so that she could then warn Mike of Brenner's plan someway somehow.

In a quick and unsure motion, Y/N ripped a piece of fabric from the end of the inside of her parka jacket, clenching the brown clothing piece in her hand.

She didn't know if this would work, but she could try.

She stared intently at the smooth fabric piece, her eyes furiously glaring at it as she tried telepathically etching a message into the fabric.

It was silent as she worked her mind to find it within her powerhouse to do this.

Suddenly, the first letter of a word she wanted to say was etched into the fabric.

With a relieved exhale, she continued telepathically writing in the fabric to spell out the message and signed the first letter of her name : "Don't take pills - Y ."

"Ey, potoropis', ditya!" The Russian guard called impatiently through the door, pounding against the heavy metal.

Y/N opened the pill bottle, and hurriedly shoved the fabric inside it to deliver the message to her father.
She quickly took 2 pills out of the bottle to put to the side, to trick the guard into thinking she had taken some. She stepped on the pills, crunching them beneath her boot.

She twisted the bottle shut, approaching the opened hatch window where her food tray entered, and cautiously placed it through.

The guard snatched the bottle from the opened window, shutting it closed to shut her out from the outside of her cell.

She walked back to her bed, sitting down to hold her head in her hands again, her stress eating at her from the inside.
She needed to warn Mike to stay away from Russia before they made any attempt of rescuing her.

If only she could somehow send some sort of message..if only she could see him.

She then realized an idea, but she didn't know if it would work.

She didn't know if she could do it, she didn't know if she was powerful enough to travel that large of a distance.

But it was worth a shot. She needed to make sure they were safe, and away from the danger that was herself.

She got up from her bed, standing tall and confidently as she closed her now grey eyes as she began to use her abilities.
Her hands clenched at her sides, her mind now entering the void as she trying searching for Mike in Hawkins.

It stretched her mind to a great extent, having not traveled this large of a distance before.

She groaned in pain, her nose bleeding a little faster than her healing powers could keep up.
She tried focusing all her powers on finding Hawkins in the void, and it was discouraging when she couldn't find it at first.

Her eyes darted quickly from side to side as she searched the void, her eyelids moving rapidly.

But then, she stopped as she heard these small mutters of whispers coming from within the darkness. It was calling to her.

"We're gonna find you, Y/N.."

She froze, the voice bringing back memories from deep within her broken mind. It belonged to the very guy she loved since they were kids.

He was a faded memory that resurfaced in all his glory.

She knew she finally found Hawkins, and reached to cling onto the location so that she could physically project herself to Mike.

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them, she looked around frantically to find herself standing in the corner of what looked to be her room at the cabin.

It really worked.

"I swear, I'll do whatever it takes to see you again.."

Y/N's eyes widened at the sight of her first love; her childhood love. There sat Mike, sitting sadly at the edge of her bed.

She couldn't believe she was seeing him after so long.
But she didn't have much time, so she needed to push her emotions away for a moment.

"Glad to hear you say that, because I need your help."

She watched as Mike turned slowly to face
Y/N, and her breath unexpectedly hitched at the sight of him.

She hadn't seen him in months, and he looked as great as he did the day she was rejected by him.

He looked as great as did the day he broke her heart.

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Authors Note :

SO..THAT HAPPENED TOO.

my heart = broken.

what do you think is happening??

a lot of you guys were right about how y/n appeared there.

!! some of you guys are like legit predicting the plot of this story,
( i won't say who or what they predicted )
and idk how but you guys are doing it, but i'm thankful you guys are so interested in it !!

in the next few chapters, things are gonna start happening so be prepared..

it's gonna go DOWN pretty soon..

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what do you think about all this ??

any theories ? any predictions?

thanks for reading.. stay tuned !!

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