Welcome all to my newest addition to incomplete stories! Please be warned-spoilers will be ahead (so far, nothing major in this chapter).

Summery: The party has faced a lot of strange things over the years. From rightside-up to the upside-down, these kids had thought they'd seen it all. That is, until they turned up in Hawkins Indiana twelve years into the future and have no idea how to get back.

Stranger Things and Stranger Times

They were nerds. Overall, complete nerds. And they knew that, they were okay with it. However, even with their vast extent of scientific knowledge, they were at a lost. In fact, they found themselves at a lose for explanations often these days. Thus, they were forced to look at the situation through a much more fictional lens: D&D.

Not that they were complaining.

"Temporal Prime," Dustin announced proudly, "That's what's happening here." Mike shared a look of awe with the party's bard, leaving Lucas to look strangely between them.

"What are you talking about? 'Temporal Prime?' What even is that?" Lucas asked, looking past their group to stare dizzily ahead. What had they gotten themselves into this time?

"It's a time travel spell," Mike quickly explained, "Basically, if each separate time line is like a… a river in space, then it's possible to time travel to any time-line-river that's directly adjacent to your own time line—"

"Temporal Prime is actually a separate plane of its own," Dustin amended, interrupting Mike. "It's, as Mike said, a place where there are endless rivers of different times. But, it can be accessed and used as a vehicle to travel through time and space. Thus, time travel!" he announced, throwing his arms in the air and gesturing to the scene around them.

To the normal eye, all seemed well. It was a peaceful day in Hawkins the sun was out, a few clouds speckled the sky, there was the slightest of breezes that gave a great sense of peace. However, to the eyes of six kids, it was anything but a normal day in Hawkins Indiana. A billboard hovered over a nearby gas station, advertising the strangest of things.

Hawkins High's Homecoming on September 24th, year 1996.

"No way, you guys. That's… impossible. I know we've seen some super crazy shit, but time travel? There's absolutely no way." Max crossed her arms, looking around at everyone. Her face fell when they didn't respond. "You don't actually believe this… do you?" she dared to ask.

"Well, why else would there be a billboard advertising something that's 12 years into the future?" Dustin questioned, as if the answer was obvious.

Will shrugged at Max, "I mean, we've seen some weird stuff," he said.

Max shook her head, "This is insane."

"Insane?" El piped up from behind them, looking curious.

"It's another word for crazy," Mike told her.

"Really crazy," Max added.

Lucas heaved a sigh, "So what now?" he asked no one in specific, "How do we get back?"

"The better question is: how'd we get here in the first place?" Dustin said as they all looked slowly towards a certain mage.

El raised her eyebrows and pointed to herself. "Me?" she asked.

"Well, considering you're the only one who has super powers here," Lucas crossed his arms, leaving the rest unsaid.

Mike reached for El's arm, "Did you do anything? Even if you didn't mean to?" he asked carefully, making sure to not squeeze her arm too tightly.

Eleven shook her head. "No. I didn't," she said, "I promise."

Will tilted his head in thought, "Maybe you don't know that you did anything… Let's say if you did do something, how would we get back? Have you ever done anything like this before?"

El seemed to think about what Will had suggested, but it only took a moment for her to shake her head again. "No," she repeated.

"So if it wasn't El, then what? How'd we get here?" Max asked.

They all fell quiet. How had they gotten here? Last they remembered, they were playing a game of tag in the woods. Then, suddenly, there was this terrible high-pitched noise, causing them all to collapse to the ground and cover their ears in pain. When it passed and they opened their eyes, they had thought nothing of it. Just a strange occurrence. Just another thing. But as they wondered back towards the main road, they were greeted by a very odd billboard.

"I mean, it is just a billboard," Will said optimistically, breaking the quiet spell. "It could just be a misprint," he suggested.

"Misprint? Really, Will? Did it just appear out of thin air, too? I swear on my life, that billboard was not there when we were here earlier today," Dustin fired back.

Will gave a half-hearted shrug, looking sideways, "I guess not."

"So if we don't know how to get back, what are we suppose to do? Stand here and starve?" Mike asked the party with a scoff.

Eleven's eyes widened in worry at Mike's proposal, unable to hear the sarcasm in it. Innocently, but intentionally, she grabbed Mike's hand (and his attention). "No," she shook her head.

Mike sighed, offering her a sweet half-smile. "I was only being sarcastic," he said, "It was a joke."

El gave him an incredulous look, glancing at the group around them, then focusing back on him. "But it wasn't funny," she stated simply.

At this, the entire party exchanged looks of mild surprise, then all bursted into a fit of laughter. "Not even your girlfriend thinks your funny!" Lucas cackled. El had joined in the laughter, although, she was still confused.

Mike's face flared with anger, "She's not—!" but it was short lived. He sighed. Right now, that doesn't matter. What does matter, was figuring out what their next course of action would be. Speaking over their laughter, he gets their attention. "What if we wonder around? We could figure out what's actually going on," he spoke.

"I'm okay with that," Will sided with Mike, a huge smile still split across his face from laughing.

Mike gave him an annoyed look, and Will tucked in his lips to hide his smile. "Anyone got a problem with wondering around?" Mike spoke, trying to change the subject.

Their laughter slowly died and, soon, they all nodded in agreement.

They walked to the road, walking past the billboard and the gas station, continuing down the cracked road. "Do you guys remember this road being this bad?" Will asked, kicking at the road as they walked.

"I don't. And I thought Mirkwood had a bad pavement job," Dustin said in agreement.

Within a half-hour, they had begun to pass their first houses, entering the suburbs of Hawkins. They all stared in shock at the cars that were parked in the driveways. They were slicker, newer, and definitely not 80s. But, that's about all there was to notice. There were no crazy changes in the town so far. Everything else looked the same. Nothing out of the ordinary.

That is, until they reached Mike's house.

"Wow, your house hasn't changed a bit," Dustin looked up at place where they had held thousands of epic D&D campaigns.

"No houses have changed," Mike pointed out, looking around them.

"I double dog dare you to knock on the door," Max said, a grin splitting across her face.

Mike's face practically recoiled in indignation. "What? No way! My parents will answer and then find me from ten years ago—"

"Twelve years ago," Dustin corrected.

"Sure, twelve, whatever. The point is, I'm not knocking on that door," Mike said with resolve.

"Scaredy-cat," Max smirked.

"Yeah, well, curiosity killed that cat, and I'm not looking to die anytime soon," Mike crossed his arms.

El looked up at Mike, grabbing his arm. "Sarcasm?" she tested the word.

Mike nodded, "Yeah, kinda," he said while shrugging. "If you're so keen on getting us into trouble, why not you knock on the door, Max?" Mike dared her.

Before Max could even answer, the front door to the Wheeler house opened. They stood, frozen, in the middle of the road as they watched a young blond leave the house. Her eyes were focused on the ground, watching where she stepped. When she looked up, however, her eyes landed on the group of six kids standing in the middle of the road.

She peered at them, "What are you kids doing here?" she asked.

However old this girl was, she was old enough to drive. She was grabbing her keys out of her bag, clicking a button and opening the car door, still looking at them curiously.

"U-um," Mike stuttered out, "Nothing."

The girl looked closer at them, "You know, you guys remind me of some people I know," she said.

At this, Dustin just started laughing nervously, "Us? Really?" he said as if it were crazy.

"Who… lives here?" Mike asked the girl. As he continued to look at her from the road where they stood, he noticed she began to look more and more familiar. As if he were suppose to know her.

"Why do you need to know?" she asked back cautiously.

Max stepped up, grabbing El's hand and gesturing to herself and El. "We're selling cookies, and we were looking for a certain family. The Wheelers. Know them by chance?" Max asked.

The girl crossed her arms, "You're in luck. This is it," she gestured with her thumb to the house behind her. "I'm Holly Wheeler, by the way," she introduced herself.

At her introduction, they all gaped at her.

She closed the car door she had opened and slowly walked closer to them. "You know, you guys actually look really familiar," she observed, "What are your names?"

None of them answered, none of them dared. None except a certain girl who happened to have super-powers. El pointed to herself, smiling shyly. "I'm Jane," she said, using her legal name.

Something seemed to click behind the girls's eyes—behind Holly's eyes—and she nearly stumbled backwards. "Your shitting me," she breathed under her breath, eyes blown wide.

I have an addiction to time-travel stories, I know. I know, I know, I know. In any case, I hope you all enjoyed the story! I'll update soon. Stranger Things has really got me hooked!

Hope you enjoyed,

LovelySheree