adella hopper was not born to the man who gave her her last name. she was born in a split family in cuba, only to be transported from her home to hawkins, not knowing what would happen to her because of it.
she escapes the place she was taken to, k...
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eddie moved to grab a newspaper from somewhere, everyone waiting to see what was going on. adella wondered whether it was the wrong decision for max to be the one to bait vecna into his 'sleeping' state but the younger teenager had assured her that she would be fine and that adella was needed more to take vecna down.
"check this out." eddie started, pointing to an advert on the paper. "the war zone. i've been there once. it's huge. they got everything you need for, uh... well, uh, killing things, basically."
"you think fake rambo has enough guns there?" robin asked. "is that a grenade? i mean, how is any of this legal?"
"well, lucky for us it is, so..." eddie trailed off.
"america's fucked." adella shrugged.
"this- this place is just far enough outside of hawkins. as long as we steer clear of the main roads, we oughta be able to avoid cops and, uh, angry hicks." eddie explained.
"if we're trying to avoid angry hicks, maybe we shouldn't go to some store called the war zone." erica spoke up.
"normally, i'd agree, but we need the weapons. so, i think it's worth the risk." nancy shrugged.
"me too." lucas agreed.
"but is it worth the time? it'll take all day to bike there and back." dustin said.
"who said anything about bikes?" eddie asked.
"what, you got some sorta car we don't know about?" steve questioned and eddie stood straight, close to him.
"it's not exactly a car, steve. and it's not exactly mine, but, uh... it'll do." eddie smiled before turning to max. "hey, red, uh, you got a ski mask or a bandanna, something like that?"
max thought for a second before tilting her head in a nod.
it was a michael myers mask from halloween a few tears prior.
eddie stood at the front of the group, the mask over his head, not exactly hiding that it was him in any way. there wasn't a lot of metal heads that were also part of hellfire in hawkins. he waved for them to follow him and they crouched as they ran towards someone's camper-van.
eddie opened a window at the side and jumped through it, pulling the mask off his face, "that was suffocating."
the rest of them followed him inside the camper-van as he locked the door from the inside. eddie sat in the drivers seat, pliers between his lips as he prepared to hot-wire the camper-van. steve leaned over him, confused, "where'd you learn how to do this?"
"well, when the other kids dads were teaching their kids how to fish or play ball, my old man was teaching me how to hot-wire. now, i swore to myself i wouldn't wind up like he did, but now i'm wanted for murder, and soon, grand theft auto. so, uh, um really living up to that munson name." eddie explained with a smile and steve nodded.
robin rushed up behind them, adella too, "eddie, i'm not sure i love the idea of you driving."
"i've seen it before and i'd rather dustin drive. which is a bold statement." adella added.
"oh, i'm just starting this sucker. harrington's got her. don't ya, big boy?" eddie smirked and steve looked down at him, silent as robin and adella shared a glance.
the engine started and the owners started smacking the windows, telling them to open the door.
"shit! go!" steve hissed as eddie grinned and hopped out of the seat so steve could drive away. "it's just a car everybody hang onto something!"
"oh, my god! oh, my god! let's go! let's go!" lucas yelled as everyone grabbed something that was a part of the van.
"drive, steve! drive!" dustin screamed.
"go, go, go!" robin joined in and steve stepped on the pedal, pulling the van away from the gazebo attached.
"shit, they look pissed." dustin hummed.
"i mean, it's not everyday you lose your house and car in one fell swoop." robin mused and adella couldn't help but get distracted by the fact that, while everyone was clinging on for dear life, eddie was hand-banging.
"hold on! hold on!" steve yelled, swerving into some rubbish and out of the caravan park. "okay."
"jesus." adella muttered.
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eddie head banging while everyone is panicking makes me unbelievably happy-
