8:17 PM, JULY 4TH, 1985

"That one stung." Steve grunts, getting punched in his stomach again. "Who do you work for?" The leader asks. "For the millionth time, I work at Scoops Ahoy! Scoops Ahoy." Steve yelled once more, receiving a punch. "What the hell? Look at my outfit! You think I just wear this? Think I'm a spy in a sailors uniform?" Steve tried, getting punched once more.

"How did you get in?" The leader asked as Steve gasps for air. "I already told you. I told you before. My delivery didn't come and my friends and I, we thought that it was left at the loading dock, so we went in the room and then it turned into an elevator and then... and then we dropped and then, next thing you know, I open my eyes and we're in this.... wonderful facility. I swear to god, nobody knows about us, nobody saw us. You could just let us go all right? I'm not gonna tell anybody about this, okay?" He tried to negotiate with the leader, pleating.

"Shit happens, life goes on and uh... ice- ice cream. Ice cream, okay? You guys know what ice cream is. Everybody loves ice cream! I don't know if you have Russian ice cream or if that's considered gelato. I don't know what's what, but whatever you guys want seriously. USS butterscotch, I mean, you gotta try it. It is out of this world, I'm telling ya!" Steve pleated, wondering if he was going insane, the Russians laughed hard, making Steve let out a nervous chuckle.

"I like this guy! USS.. butterscotch." The leader laughed. It dyed down and he bent down to Steves face. "What about your little girlfriend with the powers?" He asked, getting up. "Don't- don't touch her!" Steve yelled, trying to get out of the rope.

"Then, who do you work for?" He asked once more. Steve sighed knowing they won't stop until they were satisfied. "Oh, come on. No, no! No, seriously?" Steve yelled, getting punched in the face and passing out, getting dragged to another room.

Y/n was unconscious in another room with a leader and another soldier. She sat on another bench, just like Steves, who sounds to be in the room next door, getting punched and yelling.

The soldier had a taser at her side, going harder on her, seeming she was more powerful. So, they tried to drain her, making her weak. Y/n woke up, gasping for air, and looking around in her atmosphere.

"Where is Steve? Where am I?" She yelled, trying to get out of her ropes. "You will answer my questions, and if you don't, you will be punished." The leader said.

"Where are you from?" The leader asked, she sighed, not wanting to answer. She got punched in the stomach, making her cough and wheeze. "Hawkins lab!" She yelled, the leader nodded.

"So, how do you have powers?" He asked her, she laughed nervously. "I don't- i don't know!" she yelled, getting punched once more, she coughed again. "How do you have powers?" He yelled.

"I don't know! I was born with them I guess!" She yelled back. "What powers do you have?" He asked. "I don't know! I don't know anything!" She yelled, she had tears in her eyes. Getting punched again, then coughing up blood.

"Fine. What are you able to do?" He asked. "That's the same question! Um, I can move things with my mind.. uhh, I don't know!" She yelled. It seemed like every time she said, 'I don't know,' she got punched but this time she got hit in the face, causing her to get a natural bloody nose, her right cheek began to turn purple. She shook her head, and sighed.

"Who do you work for?" He asked her. "I don't even know how to work!" She yelled, this time, she didn't get punched. "Who does your boyfriend and the one girl work for?" He asked her, getting up in her face. "Uh- uh, scoops ahoy! yeah, scoops ahoy!" She yelled, letting out another nervous chuckle.

"Really, because I don't think so." He responded, he nodded at his soldier, who punched Y/n as hard as he could. Making her pass out and her left eye become a black eye. Blood still gushing from her nose.

The two beat up teenagers were dragged and token to a bigger room where Robin was. Thrown on the floor with each other. Robin quickly got on her elbows, making her way to Steve and Y/n. "Hey, Steve? Y/n? Y/n!" She began shaking them as the leader walked in.

"What did you do to them! What did you do!" She screamed. Getting her first slap by the leader, she hit the floor, whining. "Put them in the chairs." The leader said. The soldiers picked up the two unconscious teens and the screaming one and put them in separate chairs, tying them to each other. "Steve! Y/n! Wake up, Steve?" She called out, grunting as they tied the three together.

"What did you do!?" She screamed once more. The leader picked up the unconscious heads of the couple, clicking his tongue loudly. "Don't touch them!" Robin yelled at the soldiers and the leader. "Steve? Y/n? Can you guys hear me?" She asked them quietly. "I think your friends need a doctor." The Russian leader began.

"Good thing... We have the very best." The leader got in Robins face, laughing. Robin looked at him, spitting in his face. "You are going to regret that, little bitch." He told her, wiping his face. Robin wanted to break down, right then and there but she stood strong, watching them leave the room.

"Bastards! Let us out of here! Bastards, let us out. Let us out!" Robin pleated as they left the three. Robin yelled for help for about eight minutes, before Steve began to regain his conscious.

"Hey, would you stop yelling?" He mumbled, opening his eyes. "Steve! Oh my god. Steve... are- are you okay?" She asked him, he sighed. "My ears are ringing, and I can't really breathe, my eye feels like it's about to pop out of my skull but you know, apart from that, I'm doing pretty good." He said, sarcastically.

"Well, good news is that they're calling you guys a doctor." Robin replied, Steve looked up. "You guys? what-" He replied, looking to his left to see Y/n, who rested her head on his left shoulder and seemed unconscious, from a side view, she had a black eye along with purple bruises on her arms, and legs and dried blood from her nose and mouth, which ran down her chin and neck, making a pool on her floral dress, dripping down.

"Oh my god, what did they do?" Steve started to freak out, seeing his girlfriend in this situation made him extremely worried. "Y/n, wake up!" Steve yelled, moving around, hoping his girlfriend was alive.

She let out a mumble, moved her head down and bring her tied hands to her eye, wanting to rub it but once she touched it, she whimpered in pain, opening her eyes, looking down to see her wrist tied together and her body tied to a chair, seeing a pool of blood on her pretty dress. She made a confused face, whining once more because her head hurt bad but then remembered where she was.

"Steve? Robin?" She asked quietly, looking ahead of her, seeing a big metal door. She looked to her left to see Robin, Robin smiled at her, then she looked to her right, seeing Steve in the same condition she was in.

"Steve? What did they do?" She ask looking at him, he looked at her. "It's okay, we are okay. don't worry." Steve said, letting out a sigh of relief. Seeing as his girlfriend was okay and alive. "Alright, well. Since everyone is conscious, Y/n, sorry, you can't see it but Steve, do you see that table over there to your right? No, your other right." Robin asked.

"And see those scissors?" Robin asked once more, Steve mumbled, 'uh-huh'. "Okay, well, I think if we all move at the same time, we could get over there and maybe I could kick the table and knock them into your lap." Robin said, making and escape plan.

"And... I could cut the binds." Steve said. "Yeah and we could get out of here." Robin said, happy she was getting out of this hellhole. "Gotcha. Okay yeah, we can do that." Steve responding, thinking over the plan.

"Yeah." Y/n said. "Those morons. They left scissors in here?" Steve joked trying to make the two girls laugh, which he succeeded at. "Yeah, morons!" Y/n laughed. "Total morons!" Robin laughed with the other two.

"Okay, so on the count of three, we're going to hop. Steve, you go right, I'll go left, and Y/n will go backwards." Robin said with a chime of 'okays'. "Okay, hop on three. I gotcha." Steve said. "Yeah, yeah. alright." Y/n agreed. "One, two, three." Robin said. "Okay, that worked! Alright, uh- let's try again."

"One, two, three." They counted, successfully landing a second jump. "Holy shit, this is gonna work!" They laughed. "We're close. Ready?"

"Okay, one, two, three." They all said, the chair go stuck, making Steve and Robin land on the floor, hitting their heads and Y/n was stuck in her chair, on top of them. They all groaned, and Robin started to laugh. "It's okay, it's okay. Don't cry robin." Steve said, Y/n looked over to see Robin laughing and made a confused face.

"Are you laughing?" Steve asked. Y/n smiled, watching her laugh, Steve mumbled to himself. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry. It just... I can't believe I'm gonna die in a secret Russian base with a lab rat who has powers and Steve 'the hair' Harrington. It's just too trippy man." Robin said, laughing harder. Y/n started to laugh at the nickname that was given to her boyfriend.

"We're not gonna die. We're going to get out of here, okay? Just- you gotta let me just think for a second." Steve said, the laughing died down and the girls sighed.

"Steve, do you remember, um, Mrs. Click's sophomore history class?" Robin asked the boy. "What?" Steve asked. "Mrs. Clickity-Clackity, that's what us band dweebs called her." Robin said with a pause.

"Get this Y/n, it was first period. Tuesdays and Thursdays, so he was always late and he always had the same breakfast. Bacon, egg, and cheese on a sesame bagel. I sat behind him two days a week for a year. Mister funny, Mister cool, the king of Hawkins high himself. Do you even remember me from that class, Steve?" Robin asked. You felt Steve shake his head, 'no.' Robin scoffed lightly.

"Of course you don't. You were a real asshole Steve, you know that?" She asked, slightly getting frustrated. "Yeah, I know." Steve said, in what seemed like shame. Y/n sighed, knowing he was a good person now. "But it didn't matter. It didn't matter that you were an ass, I was still... obsessed with you. She never stopped looking at you. " She sighed, making Steve and Y/n confused.

"Even though all of us losers pretend to be above it all, we still just wanna be popular.... Accepted, normal." She said. "If it makes you feel any better, having those things isn't all that great. Seriously, it just baffles me, everything that people tell you is important, everything that people say you should care about, it's all just.. bullshit." Steve chuckled lightly.

"But I guess you got a mess up to figure things out, right?" Steve added. "I hope so, I feel like my whole life has been... One big error." Robin said. "My too, life has sucked, so much. Well, until I found you guys." Y/n said, smiling, she giggled, getting the other two to laugh. "At least it can't get any more messed up than this." Robin added, the three laughed together.

"You know, I wish i'd known you in Mrs. Click's class." Steve said. "Yeah?" Robin asked. "Really, I do, maybe you could have helped me pass a class. Maybe instead of being here i'd be on my way to college right now." Steve said with a sigh.

"And Y/n, I wish i'd find you earlier, honestly wish you had a normal life with me, maybe we'd be in college right now." Steve said, Y/n laughed lightly. "And I would have no idea that there were evil Russians beneath our feet and I would be happily slinging ice cream with some other schmuck and never have a lab rat best friend." Robin said, they both chuckled.

"I would have to say, I like being your schmuck and I think she likes being your lab rat." Steve said. "It was fun while it lasted." Steve added.

"It was." The two girls said together laughing at each other. The buzzer rang as the leader and his soldiers walked in, along with a doctor. "Where were you three going?" The leader chuckled.