𝗦 𝗜 𝗦 𝗧 𝗘 𝗥 𝗦 𝗜 𝗦 𝗧 𝗘 𝗥

 𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐊𝐈𝐍'𝐒 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐋𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 almost towered above the entirety of Hawkins. Nobody spared so much as a passing glance. An energy plant, they'd say. A government hidey-hole, another would whisper. But they were all very wrong, and so very blissfully unaware of the horror that had flooded those very halls.

 Children that explored the woods would point and stare, lower their voice to a whisper as they made up stories about the place; but they'd soon scuttle on as leaves crunched beneath their rubber soles... They'd miss the ghosts of a scream.

 The gates of the laboratory were so very high, and so very formidable that none had so much as dared a thought to peruse through them and put an end to their wondering little minds; people steered clear because that was the Hawkins way; to live in ignorance and peace.

 When could peace ever truly be achieved, though?

 The white walls of the lab were stained; they always had been, really. Blood had decorated them, no matter how many silly little rainbows were painted along the bricks, no matter how many marbles and toy blocks were tossed to and fro could conceal the horror that had and would continue to infiltrate the building.

 There were many children within those walls, children with extraordinary abilities. They would play, and they would test their strength, but there was just one that had never left her room before.

 001 was more than extraordinary, she was frightening. Upon the young girl's birth, the mere moment her long and dark lashes fluttered against the porcelain skin of her chubby little cheeks, those who donned long white coats and stood at the ready with their clipboards were shocked. Dark and deep brown eyes had illuminated without prompt. Blood red reflected within them, drowning out any semblance of innocence those doe eyes had once brought the babe.

 'Doctors' had scrambled. Within seconds the tiny little baby with just a tuft of jet black hair had been torn from her disinterested mother and passed around the room like a prized cattle up for auction.

 Doctor Martin Brenner had beamed. White teeth sparkled tauntingly as his eyes narrowed in on the child, watching as her eyes faded and blinked blearily at him. He had chuckled, passed the child over, and left the room.

 001 was extraordinary, a prized possession to the power-hungry beasts in white, the ability to manipulate Psionic energy had the ever-hungry eyes of the monsters in lab garments drawn to her the second crimson energy began to pool within her two-year-old palms.

 Having such power within their grasp was monumental; there was simply no telling just how far her abilities could be stretched, but that also made her terribly dangerous. While precautions were taken; seclusion, isolation and punishment whenever tests didn't quite go the way they had wanted... Their egos and their never-ending hunger for power had been the very thing that cracked the door open for the girl to make an escape.

 The day when the power she had been forced to puppeteer had been turned on those cloaked in white, would be a day 001 would never be able to forget. Crimson had slithered from her palms like a cluster of bloodthirsty snakes, they had lashed out... And her chains had been broken.

 001 had fled with her hand curled around another; another child like her. One with power and one she had utterly no idea had existed. A laboratory filled with children, practically bursting at the seams with kids and their extraordinary abilities... and yet 001 had believed herself to be the only one because that was what she had been told.

 001, had you ever thought to ask her, would never have considered turning tail and heading back to the very place that had caged her like a monster, and tested her like an experiment. No, there had been no doubt in 001's mind; she'd never return. She wouldn't dare crawl back.

 But when a young girl with a bundle of brunette curls, and a tattoo on her wrist shows up out of the blue in the hopes of finding someone like herself, 001 soon finds herself scurrying to Hawkins on a rescue mission; only this time, a different sister's hand is sheltered in her own.

𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗔 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗗𝗢𝗥 as 𝗦𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗟𝗘𝗧 (𝗢𝗡𝗘) 𝗛𝗢𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗥

𝗝𝗢𝗘 𝗞𝗘𝗘𝗥𝗬 as 𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗩𝗘 𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗧𝗢𝗡

ooo.  copyright !

 scarlet hopper (one) and her original story belong to me, anything else mentioned belongs to their rightful owners. do not steal, copy or take 'inspiration' from the contents of this book. All Rights Reserved; the copyright holder reserves, or holds for its own use, all the rights provided by copyright law.

ooo.   regarding the title 001 !

 i've had a lot of people comment things like 'oh i'm changing her to 003' or something like that... besties, i know 001 already exists, and since we found out, i've actually been editing this story... so don't you think if my plot no longer worked, i'd have changed it? 

 my oc IS 001. not 003. not 007. if you change her number, then YOU are the one who will make the plot... well, not work, fuck up, whatever you wanna say. so PLEASE stop with that shit! you wouldn't read a physical book and just go 'well actually i'm changing this part of the plot..." when you haven't even read the story lmao?

 like not to toot my own horn, but i called the whole 001 thing in s4... so believe me when i say that this shit works, and it always has. 

ooo.   disclaimers !

 please understand that the characters included here may not have the same views or opinions as you; please respect them, and me regardless; as some of the opinions my characters have may not be my own.

ooo.   warnings !

 this story will likely contain mentions of death, blood, gore, depression, anxiety and other potentially triggering themes. please read this story with caution, and if these themes are likely to cause you harm, please do not read this story.

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02-11-2019

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