Stranger Things Fred Benson Novels & Stories

"I know who you are and what you're capable of doing and that's why I'm more dangerous here because you don't have anything to do, that leaves you at the losing end" "What do you want from me?" "Good boy. I'll call you later and let you know the first step but to be on the safer side, do not say this to anyone. If not, it would only take me a button to press as I have a time bomb infused on them." "Please, spare them I'll do everything you tell me to" He said and the caller ended the call. Fred was furious as his hands were tied and he doesn't know who to suspect. He raced back into the house, hoping to track the number but the process kept failing until he found a signal at a familiar place

"Benson, your hand... Your eyes..." Benson stood up from a bench. His movements were strange. He moved like the man she loved. Also like a machine. He looked at his hand. It was made of light. He moved his fingers and blue sparks jumped between them. "I did not do anything Maya " Benson said. His voice was warm. It had a hollow echo. "When you pushed your hand into the Core you deleted the Watcher.. You left an empty hole. Something had to fill that space so the satellite would not fall. I took the weight a million people would not die."

They met up in a cafe a block away from the tabloid's main office. Emily finally got a closer look at Fred, a middle-aged man with a greying moustache. Byron only called on him for the most covert operations, and now Fred was excited at the prospect of going undercover. "So, I was abducted by aliens?" Fred clarified. "What happened then? How did I escape?" "I don't know." Emily shrugged. "Maybe you found their fatal weakness: they're afraid of water."

Fred said and I just lifted my eyebrow "Bastain Vega is Bash's real name and Fred is his brother. They're the bastard children of Andrew Vega leader of the Vega crime family," Griff said and we all had our guns pointed at Fred when he said, brother "Boss let me explain, please. My father is a bastard and turned my brother into an abusive bastard..." Fred said "So it runs in the family," Max said "I love Griffen and yea I hurt him but that doesn't mean my love for him changed. I know I fucked up and I'm here to help before I go get help for my out lashes.

Marks said checking his watch again, before opening the car door and getting behind wheels I looked at Fred speaking in a blank voice, "Can there really be such a coincidence? Not only that sly fox is dealing with my dad and Mr. Olsen's case but he somehow happens to be acquainted with you too?" Fres shrugged and said lazily, "We should make our way to the hospital. Tony needs to be checked" *****

The sly fox had long planted his men within the projects and incited misappropriations. Fred was waiting for Ben’s nod, he started to make his move from the day he saw the video of Ben’s helplessness near Dana’s body after the wrist cutting incident. No one touches his family and walks. He and Cathy were childhood sweethearts. He practically grew under Bryan’s wings and a lot of Bryan rubbed off on him.

just keep it between us, okay? The detective nodded, his face understanding. "Okay, Mr. Fred. I'll keep it quiet." As Fred walked out of the station, his phone rang. He saw Zara's name flash on the screen and then slightly hesitated before he answered. "Hey, how are you?" Zara asked, her voice bright. Fred forced a smile onto his face, trying to sound normal. "I'm good, Zara; just got out of the station. How about you?" Zara continued to chat along, completely oblivious to the conversation that Fred had just had with the detective. Fred listened, trying to push thoughts of Bella and her fate out of his head.

"Fred? What are you doing here?" Damian asked in surprise. Fred grinned and said, "I came here with Mr. Egan. Mr. Luther, you know that my life belongs to you. Just sit down and rest, okay? Leave this big buffoon to me!" After Fred was done speaking, he turned around to face Black Bjorn and said coldly, "You're going to have to get through me to get to Mr. Luther!" Black Bjorn's eyes were sharp and dangerous. He scoffed coldly and said, "You're just asking to be killed!"

He kept the rest of his words in his heart. Fred came out from the villa with a doll in his hands. Oddly enough, the gate of the villa wasn’t locked. He easily pushed it open. He didn’t think much about it because a silver-gray sedan was driving toward him. The car stopped, and Weston got out of the car. “You can’t look back once you have decided. Forget about the Valors. From now on, you’re Frederick Stanton.” Fred nodded. Weston noticed the doll that he was holding. He knew that it belonged to a girl at first glance.

Was it so surprising that someone wanted to cook for him? I was about to get nosy and ask more when the door was busted open. Fred, with his sling medical bag on his shoulder, entered like he owned the place and looked around with a huge smirk plastered on his lips. “Did I interrupt something?” He wiggled his eyebrows. “Cut it out!” Zane pointed at me. “Check on that naughty omega who thinks she got what it takes.” I glared at him. “I heard that you brawled with the Gamma. Way to go, Tess!” Fred, using a pet name I didn’t know he had for me, cheered while pulling a chair to sit in front of me.