MIKE POV-
---- A few minutes earlier ----
"Yeah whatever man" Mike scoffed turning on his heel as he turned around "You ruin everything!" trudging away pass the foliage into the dark of the forest. The ground around him felt familiar but he had both the map and the compass so he wouldn't get lost.
The boy slumped pass a particular funny looking rock; it was awkwardly shaped paying no mind to it wanting to rest, but as he got close he saw a bright light emitting from it. Was this a scavenger hunt item? He scanned the note, it held a clue locating the last item and the number 7 written on it; meaning it was one of the clues for his group.
Mike had a dilemma: does he take the clue to find the last item alone and therefore Will would be unable to complete the task? Or does he just leave them here for the small boy to find naturally? He pondered it for a moment, but deciding on the former; he was still petty about being unable to find any of the clues by himself.
The ravenette mumbled under his breath, repeatedly trying to figure out the clue; it was nonsensical: just a few crude drawings and the word 'ghost' pointing to a creepy figure. He hated to admit it, but the clue was hard and without Will around, it felt as though he had just been wondering in circles with his flashlight.
It was weird; the way he treated Will. It was something he didn't understand himself; he would never say it aloud but a part of him liked the brunette, as a person of course. But other times it felt as though an anger washed over him and he was forced to say words he didn't mean, ones he didn't even think about before his mouth opened. It scared him; it was unfamiliar and got him questioning things; he felt like he wasn't completely in control over the past week. He couldn't remember when exactly things felt this way, maybe around the same time Will changed to be nicer; was this the brunettes doing? Did he cast a hex?
But Mike shrugged it off; people have thought lots of different things before like being in a simulation or other such conspiracies. It's bound to happen with time and maybe the stress of high school made him overthink...
The ravenette scampered through the woods; the trees looked the same with only the sounds of the wildlife passing him until he heard some rustling from the distance. Keeping his guard up; although it could just be an elk or deer; he could never be too prepared playing Slenderman at a young age.
Although, as the boy stepped close he heard noises; it sounded like... voices? He tilted his head trying to eavesdrop; perhaps he could find out who it was but as soon as he heard childish bickering, he knew exactly who it was rolling his eyes. Mike advanced as Dustin whipped his body around protecting himself with a wooden spoon.
"Why do you have a wooden spoon?" Mike spat
"To protect myself, Duh?" The curly haired boy retorted
"Did you steal that from the salad bowl?" The ravenette scrunched his face
"Don't tell Mr Clark..." Dustin reasoned
"Wasn't going to" Mike rolled his eyes but looked at Lucas who stood atop a large rock. "What the hell is he doing?" pointing over
"He is looking for the next clue..." The curly haired boy explained
"Which is?" The tall boy led on wanting to hear how this plan would work
YOU ARE READING
Comic Catastrophe; Byler ✔️
Fanfiction⋆｡°✩˗ When high-school student Will Byers finds that he is transported to his favourite comic book as the villain, he decides to to change his character accidentally finding the love of his life. ⋆｡°✩˗ But merely being a character from a comic book...
