[completed until season five]
you're the remedy i'm searching hard to find to fix the puzzle that i see inside.
[steve harrington x female oc]
[stranger things seasons three and four]
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CHAPTER EIGHT THE HARRINGTON'S SUMMER ROAD TRIP
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Steve tried his best to remain calm as his friends in Hawkins looked for any sort of music inside Eddie's trailer that could help Mavis get out of yet another trance. However, it was hard.
He had thought she was safe, that Vecna wouldn't get to her again, but... he had been wrong.
"Mav, just stay with me. Stay with me, okay?" he cupped her face gently. He couldn't lose her. Not after he had finally confessed his feelings for her.
Looking back up, more specifically at Erica who was standing there on the other side, he yelled desperately. "Whatever you guys are doing up there, hurry up!"
Erica ran off, probably towards the rest of the group, and Steve looked at Mavis again. It broke his heart to see her beautiful hazel eyes having turned white, with no hint of emotion behind them.
What if they didn't find the right music? What if Mavis didn't wake up from the trance?
He couldn't let it happen.
"Mav..." he whispered, caressing her cheeks with his thumbs softly. "Please come back to me..."
And without wasting any more time, Steve started to sing.
"Where have all the good men gone, and where are all the gods..."
He didn't consider himself a good singer. On the contrary. But if that song had saved her before, maybe it would save her again. Even if it was coming from him and not Bonnie Tyler. It was a long shot, but he needed to take it.
"I need a hero, I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night..."
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Finding herself in a strange place, Mavis fought with the feeling of a familiar sensation despite the fact that she was certain she had never been there before. As she looked around, a dense fog veiled her sight, adding an extra layer of disorientation to her predicament.
To make matters worse, she was in the middle of a storm, struggling against gusts of wind and rain as she walked around and tried to make sense of her environment, desperately searching for any clues, searching for the missing puzzle piece that would solve the mystery she was finding herself in.
And then, an unexpected revelation struck her like a bolt of lightning. A distinct aroma reached her nostrils, intertwining itself with the dampness in the air: it was the scent of water.
Mavis continued to walk blindly, stopping when her hands touched a metal railing, and all of a sudden, the fog cleared up, confirming her suspicions.
There it was.
Detroit River.
She didn't have time to think about why she was there, or about what it meant, because she was blinded by two headlights. Turning around, her eyes widened when she saw a 1981 metallic blue Volkswagen Beetle she knew too well.
As the car drove past her, Mavis was able to make out a very tired Emily Wilson behind the wheel.
God, it had been so long since she had last seen her mother...
She missed her like crazy.
"Why did I agree to pick her up? Scott could have done it..." Emily sighed, running a hand through her curly brown hair.
It seemed as if she was annoyed by the fact Mavis had asked her — no, begged her to pick her up. But that couldn't be. Her mother had happily accepted when Mavis had called her earlier that day, being excited to spend some time with her daughter after her work trip. That couldn't have been faked... right?
"Do you remember what you did, Mavis?"
She felt her body shake when Vecna's voice reached her ears. Not again...
Tears ran down her face as she shook her head violently. She didn't want to see this, but it was as if her body was glued to the ground and something was stopping her from looking away.
"Stop it... stop it..." she pleaded, feeling herself start to panic.
"Or have you already forgotten?"
In just a second, a car that was traveling in the opposite direction at a reckless speed lost control, switching to the oncoming lane and going directly towards the Beetle, the front ends of the two vehicles colliding violently. The Beetle was propelled backwards and it crashed through the bridge's protective barrier, plummeting towards the water below.
"No!" Mavis yelled, covering her mouth as she sobbed and ran towards the edge, seeing her mom's blue Beetle disappear beneath the surface in a violent splash.
"When I kill someone... I never forget."
As soon as the car sank fully into the river, the water began to stir, and Mavis watched in horror as she witnessed the water turn viscous and take on a sickening crimson tone. A metallic stench filled the air, the distinct smell of iron mixed with a repulsive one, as if something was rotting underneath the surface.
It was a horrifying scene, and Mavis wanted to stop looking. But as she turned around to walk away, her eyes widened when she saw a car speeding towards her. Her instincts urged her to move, but it was too late.
The car collided with her body, sending her over the edge and towards the dark blood river. Mavis screamed as she started to fall, closing her eyes tightly and getting ready for the impact.
