#both Thomas and Newt refuse to hit him. Brenda and Teresa end up being the ones to knock him out

[star--anon]

we need to talk about an AU where Janson gives up on trying to find a Cure and instead starts focusing on making himself an army so that when the Cranks inevitably break down WCKD's walls, he can survive

Minho being trained into a soldier. In fact, he's kind of Janson's test dummy. His body is the strongest, the most resistant, so Janson tries out different "training" methods on him first.

Brainwash included. Maybe Janson even repurposes the fear simulator. As a hijacking method. Or maybe a punishment. Be a soldier or go insane.

[lilacsnid]

『✔』 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞: — 𝒏𝒆𝒘𝒕 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

One night at The Right Arm; where two people finally notice what they feel for each other. 

GIF above is not my own, full credit to the owner x 

A/N: ask permission to use or re-post my work, please do not steal or plagiarize my writing x

©lilacsnid

— YOUR throat felt scratchy as you rolled onto your back on your make-shift bed on the floor. It took multiple attempts for you to try and fall asleep, yet you had been unsuccessful. 

You had been at The Right Arm for about a week now, and the recent events that had played out had taken it’s affect on everyone. Minho being captured by WCKD and Teresa betraying the whole group. Thomas was quick to plan our next move while also trying to hide how he truly felt about being betrayed by the girl he liked. His plan being to rescue Minho, keeping the promise he had made to him. 

The rest of us agreed with Thomas, knowing we’d follow him anywhere. 

However, we needed time to recover; to patch ourselves up and prepare for the long road ahead. It was exhausting with our future constantly being unknown. But as long as we all had each other, we were stronger than ever. The air was cold at The Right Arm, especially at night. You started to feel uncomfortable, so you sat up, leaning over the edge of the bed. Sighing heavily, you rubbed both of your hands over your face. Your eyes scanned the concrete room out of habit, glancing over your friends as they slept. Thomas, Frypan, Aris, Brenda, Jorge.

Yet your glance suddenly halted over Newt’s bed that was across the room. You knew he wouldn’t have gone far, but given everything that has happened, you couldn’t help but worry. Thinking about it even more, you weren’t even sure that you had actually seen him come to bed at all. Furrowing your eyebrows, you bent down to pull your boots on and quickly tie the laces. You were dressed in black cargo pants and white tank top. Due to the crisp air, you decided that it would be wise to tug a long sleeve shirt on over your singlet before you left.

I need some water, you thought. 

The dry feeling in the very back of your throat was starting to intensify and become unbearable. 

Rising to your feet, you made your way over to the open door, being cautious not to wake any of the others up. You made your way outside, noticing how the air was slightly cooler outside rather than inside that boxed room. You continue to stroll over to the outdoor kitchens, rubbing your temples in order to relieve your stress. You reached the kitchen in a matter of seconds. After you jumped the counter, you bent down to retrieve a bottle of water from one of the various crates that were littered all around the place. You jumped back over the counter once you had found one, landing back onto your feet with a thud. 

Wasting no time, you twisted the cap off the plastic bottle and tipped the bottle up to your lips to take a much-needed swig of water. You willingly continued to chug the water, letting your thoughts silence for a while. 

“What are you doing up, love?” A sudden voice startled you, coming from some direction behind you. 

Through a mouthful of water, you screamed. Yet it sounded like a high pitched squeal. You knew who the voice belonged to, you could pick his voice up out of a line-up. However, it still managed to catch you off-guard quite easily. You turned around with wide eyes, catching a glimpse of the British blonde boy you had become close to over the years. 

“Shit, Y/N! I’m so sorry!” Newt sympathized, jogging up to you and rubbing small circles into the center of your back. 

His touch instantly made your skin crawl in ecstasy. And despite the warmth that you could feel radiating off his body, this simple action made goosebumps rise on your skin. You couldn’t get enough of this guy, and even if you didn’t want to admit it to yourself, your body always said otherwise. You craved him. 

The eye contact was short-lived. You quickly spun back around, spitting the mouthful water out before it had the chance to get caught in the back of your throat. 

“Newt! What the hell, you shank!” You exclaimed, wiping the back of your hand over your lips. You tried your best to stifle the coughs that threatened to leave your mouth. A frown was evident on Newt’s face as you lifted your gaze to make proper eye contact with him. 

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry,” He repeated a few times, and you could still feel the motion of his hand over your back.

You couldn’t stop yourself from letting out a giggle once your throat was cleared, playfully slapping Newt’s chest with your free hand in the process. 

“Don’t scare me like that!” You teased, your voice raising slightly as you smiled. 

Newt also let out a laugh at your actions. He raised his arms, trying to shield his chest from your hand, “Ow! Y/N, okay! I won’t do that again.”

His reaction was sweet, and you couldn’t help but flash a toothy grin towards him as he stood across from you. You lowered your hand as the air around the two of you fell silent. Newt peered over at you, his eyes scanning over your body before running a hand through his own hair.

“Are you okay?” He asked, keeping a small distance between the two of you. 

You leaned against the counter behind you, screwing the cap back onto your water bottle as you nodded in response, “Yeah, just couldn’t sleep. I was thirsty.”

Newt nodded, shifting his weight off of his bad leg. 

“What are you doing up? I noticed you weren’t in bed when I got up.” You were quick to add, curiosity getting the better of you. 

You watched as Newt simply shrugged his shoulders, he took a deep breath in before speaking, “I just went for a walk, wanted to think about things.”

You crossed your arms over your chest as you continued to lean against the counter. You looked over at him quizzically, “Is everything alright?”

“Yeah,” Newt answered with a soft expression, “I just-I haven’t been able to get my mind to settle since that night.”

The night where Teresa betrayed us all. And most importantly, the night that Minho was captured. It’s been beyond difficult; going from seeing him everyday to him suddenly being snatched out from underneath us all. 

“Me neither,” You whispered, glancing down at the ground. 

Newt bit his lip, beginning to rock back and forth on his feet, “Hey, would you mind staying up with me? Just for a little while? I just-I really don’t want to go back to bed yet and, I’m gonna be honest, I really don’t want to be alone.”

His words made your heart flutter as you suddenly saw this vulnerable side to Newt that you hadn’t seen in very long time. You wanted to take care of him. You wanted to offer him some comfort, even if it felt like the world you all currently lived in was falling apart. He had always been there for you over the years, and now it was your turn. 

“Yeah,” You breathed out, smiling gently towards him, “Of course I will.”

Newt nodded his head in appreciation, flashing you a quick smile. But soon, you noticed just how much everything that had happened was affecting him. Because as Newt kept nodding, you could see the glow of tears that has started to form in his eyes. The moonlight made his brown orbs look darker. He didn’t try and move his hands to wipe them away, he just kept them tucked into the pockets of his pants. As the tears escaped the barrier of his eyes, he scoffed sadly as they freely fell down the apples his cheeks. 

You tilted your head to the side in response, noticing how he refused to make eye contact with you. You had only ever seen Newt cry once, way back in The Glade days. 

“Oh darling,” You whispered, taking a few steps towards him. You shuffled closer until you were standing right in front of him. He still hadn’t moved a muscle, his eyes were glued to the floor but the tears kept coming. He was silent.

You reached out slowly, feeling relieved as he let you cup his cheek in your hand, you thumb moving in small and soothing strokes against his skin. 

“Hey,” you whispered again, not wanting to be too loud, “I’m right here.”

Newt slowly began to cave and soon you felt him lean into your touch. He lifted his bloodshot eyes to look into yours but soon ended up closing them. He turned his head slightly to the side to place a small kiss into the palm of your hand that still cupped his cheek. 

Tears slid down his face more rapidly this time as he squeezed his eyes shut. You just wanted to hold him, and so you did. You stood on your tip-toes, leaning up and wrapping your arms securely around his neck; pulling him into an embrace. He stepped into your embrace willingly, responding graciously by wrapping his arms tightly around your waist and burying his face into the crook of your neck. You could feel the distinct feeling of his breath hitting your shoulder; serving as a reminder that, in this moment, you had him safe in your arms. 

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The two you had been talking for what seemed like hours. Here, the two of you sat; side by side, in the moonlight, leaning back against a rock. The whole time, Newt had been tracing patterns into the dirt beneath you while he opened up about what has been going on in his head. 

The air around you fell silent once again after a few more minutes of chatter. 

The sudden sharp sound of Newt breaking the stick in half that he was using to trace patterns into the sand rippled through your ears. You observed him quietly as he disposed of them, throwing the two pieces a few feet ahead of where the two of you sat. 

“Hey thanks, for being there for me,” Newt spoke up, rubbing his palms together before continuing, “For always being there actually. You’ve never let me down. Always keeping me stable.”

You turned to gaze at him, grinning from ear to ear, “I’m always gonna be there for you, Newt. You mean a lot to me.”

For the first time in a while that night, a smile formed across Newt’s lips in reaction to your words. A small chuckle erupted from him as he turned his head to look into your eyes, “I’m glad we both feel the same way about each other then.”

Silence washed over you as the pair of you continued to hold an almost intense glance with one another. Yes, it was intense. But there was something else about it. A sense of longing, a yearning desire. Both of you could feel it.  

Soon you found Newt furrowing his eyebrows, breaking your gaze to look down at the ground. 

“Are you scared?” He questions out of the blue, glancing back into your eyes, “Of the future and what’s to come.”

You sighed heavily, taking a short moment to think hard about the question you had been given. 

In the end, you nodded, beginning to twiddle your thumbs, “Yeah, I think I am. I’m scared of what could happen. I’m scared of losing more of my friends. I worry that we might not ever have a home. I’m scared whether we’re going to find Minho or not. I think I’ve been scared this whole time, I’ve just never realized it until now; after all we’ve been through.”

As you were talking, Newt’s hand had found it’s way to yours, lacing his fingers with your own in a shy kind of manner. You squeezed his hand gently in response before finishing, “I’m scared of being alone in this crazy and insane world we’ve found ourselves in. I’m scared of losing you and having to go on by myself. Apart from the others, you’re all that I have left. And I don’t ever want to lose you. Ever.” 

A sudden wave a nervousness came over you as you had just realized how much you had admitted to the boy next to you. Just how much was there, out in the open, awaiting his response. His fingers were in yours with one hand, and you soon felt his other hand reach over to lightly trace patterns into the back of your palm that was exposed. You could now feel his touch on either side of your hand, and the very feeling heightened your senses. 

Finally he turned to look at you, meeting your eyes in a way that you had never noticed before. It was love. And that was the moment when the two of you noticed just how deep you had fallen for each other.  

“Look, I don’t know who I was before the maze, none of us do, right?” Newt states, watching you as you nod in agreement, urging him to continue, “But I’m so glad I’ve been able to become the person that I am with you. I’m so glad you have been able to make me experience and feel things again. You bring out different parts of me that I never knew existed. This life is the only one I’ll ever remember, and the fact that you’ve been and will be apart of it just-it just makes me feel....happy. Like, really happy. It makes me want to work for our future. A reason to keep going.”

His words were like music to your ears. It’s like a surge of electricity went through you as you sat in awe. Now knowing you could continue on this crazy journey with your friends and Newt by your side, being more than a friend to you. A lover, a companion; it meant everything. 

“You’ve made me feel things the whole bloody time I’ve known you,” He finishes, letting out a breath he hadn’t quite realized he had been holding in. 

His shoulders rose and fell with each shuddered breath he now took. He was surprised beyond belief when you giggled, slipping your hand away from his grasp to situate yourself in his lap; straddling him with your legs either side of him. Nervously, Newt lifted his hands to rest on your hips, glancing up at you as his breath hitched in the back of his throat. 

You grinned, staring down at him as your bit the inside of your cheek, admiring how attractive and handsome he was. Placing your hands gently on the sides of his head, you saw Newt close his eyes momentarily as you ran your fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck, “I’m so in love with you, Newt.”

The corner of Newt’s mouth tugged up into a smirk as he soon relaxed underneath you. The butterflies that were going around in the pit of his stomach were almost too much for him to handle. He continued to stare up at you for a few moments, making you chuckle as he continued to smirk. 

“What are you thinking, huh?” You asked, your hands lowering to rub comfortingly over his chest through the material of his brown long sleeved shirt.  

“I feel,” Newt ushered, pulling your body even closer by moving his hands from your hips, all the way around to your shoulder blades, his hands not once breaking contact with your warm skin, “....like I wanna do this:” 

He leans forward, pressing a chaste kiss to your right cheek. Almost as soon as his lips meet your skin he’s pulling back, doing the same to your left cheek. You instantly crave his touch, his lips. Newt could almost sense your eagerness, so he continued.

“Right here,” He whispered as he hovered his lips over your own, “Is that okay?”

You were stunned. It’s like you had momentarily lost the ability to speak. Not trusting your voice, you held his gaze for a few moments longer before nodding, giving him permission to finally kiss you after all these years. The kiss was slow and sensual. Newt didn’t want to slip up or make a mistake. This was the first kiss he’s ever had; well, from what he could remember anyway. But he wouldn’t want to kiss anyone else but you. You were all he ever wanted, for the rest of his life. He knows that for sure. 

He’s the first to pull back gently, delicately pecking your puffy lips once more while keeping his arms firmly wrapped around you. Before pulling him back in for another kiss, you heard him whisper against your skin, “You’re all that I have too, and I promise that I’m never letting you go.”

[warrior-angel]

Till Death Do us Apart

Author: @warrior-angel

Word Count: 6155

Summary: when you and your brother both get infected by the flare you go down an emotional rollercoaster only for it to end totally diffrent than you had originaly planned it al to go.

Warnings: major character death, blood, angst,

Note: this was realy hard to write for me but i'm very proud of it so i hope you guys like it

This is a one shot writen for Tomuary by @writingsbychlo

you knew you were a walking time bomb and that you probably didn't have long anymore every day could be your last you just hoped you would make it long enough to see your friend being saved.

The flare, a stuppid virus that made you go completely insane, you've kept your sanity in all those years in the Maze and now that you were finally free you wouldn't live to see the beauty of it. Here you were leaning on the table listing to Thomas and Gally picking a fight over what to do next you had to save Minho from WICKED but every idea was turned down it being to risky and now that there was a real option to extualy get the job done Thomas was refusing to do it and you were just trying to keep your mind from not completely losing it over this endless ‘i don't trust you even though it could save our lives thing’ you loved Thomas that's the hole reason you were together but sometimes he could be so stubborn and right now, right now he was being a pain in the ass because the plan Gally had to save Minho included Teresa “No there's gotta be another way” Thomas kept saying while everybody disagreed knowing we didn't have much choice or resources to do anything else “like what? you’ve seen the building she’s our only way in'' Gally tells him again but he still doesn't listen. “If we do get in you think she’s going to help us?” Thomas ask him and Gally shakes his head “I don't Plan on asking for her permission” i crack a little smile knowing nobody at the table really liked teresa in the first place and Brenda only conformers that when she's speaking up “Am i missing something here this is the same girl that betrayed us correct? same Dick”

Thomas starts to nervously pace around and nobody understands his problem. You loved Teresa like a sister but after her betrayal a lot changed even for you “what's going on?” Brenda asks him and you look over at Newt you knew your brother and you knew that look on his face because you've had it yourself and you've seen it on him before he was angry and he was going to lose it any second now “your afraid your little girlfriend is going to get hurt?” Newt snaps and all eyes go to him “this has obviously never been just about rescuing Minho is it''

Thomas looks taking back by his sudden outburst and so does everybody else but i couldn't disagree “he’s got a point Tommy” you tell him and the brown haired boy looks up at you even more shocked that your agreeing with Newt “what are you talking about” but before you can do or say anything Newt stands up straight in front of him “Teresa, she's the only reason Minho is even missing in the first place and now we finally have an opportunity to get him back and what you don’t want to because of her? because deep down inside you care more about her than for y/n don't you, just admit it”

Thomas turns his gaze over to you over Newt his shoulder and you know Your brother hit an emotional string there. from day one you were Teresa her competition and you knew how thomas felt about her but he chose you over her and that meant the world to you but this part of you that was Sick and infected was telling you that the minute you would be gone he would run to Teresa “Newt i” Thomas starts but All Newt does is move closer pushing Thomas against the wall “Don’t lie to me!”

“Newt calm down!” You yell getting closer but your brother doesn't move “Don’t lie to me” he tells Thomas again “Newt Get the off of him!” You say using every ounce of strength to pull him away from Thomas. As soon as he backs away he looks a bit shocked at his own actions looking between you and your friends mumbling a quick apology before turning towards Thomas and apologizing again. the minute he steps to the side wanting to walk away, wanting to leave the room you notice him grabbing onto his arm and you immediately fear the worst cause you've had the same outbursts and the same burning sensation in your arm right after you had an outburst like that. “y/n, i'' Thomas says towards you and you shake your head not wanting to talk about it “it’s fine, he just need to cool down”

“That's not what i mean” and you nod “i know”

you stand on your toe’s giving him a quick kiss on his cheek and giving him a reassuring smile “i’ll go check on Newt i’m probably the only one he’ll talk to you guys find a way to get Minho back”

Opening the door to the roof you can see Newt sitting on the edge of the building and you take a few steps closer trying to calm yourself down already knowing the truth about what just happened what had caused his outburst but still a part of you hoped it was just the tension and the time spend so close togheter that caused it instead of a stupid virus. Looking over his shoulder newt spots you standing behind him and you take a few steps closer “sorry bout that back there” he tells you but you don't say anything you just sit down beside him and look at his arm and seeing the twitching in his fingers and it looks all too familiar to you “Why didn't you tell me?” you ask him and he looks over at you but you just look at his arm and he Rolls up his sleeve Revealing multiple black and purple veins on his lower arm “you could’ve told me” you tell him but you knew your brother, you were the same you didnt wanna spend your last few weeks or even days saying goodbye to the people you loved

“I didn't think it would make any difference” he was right knowing it didn't change a thing it only made saying goodbye so much harder because you didn't know when you had to do it “All i know is that WICKED must off put us in that Maze for a reason, maybe it was literally just so they could tell the difference between the immunes like you and people like me” that only made it hurt more because he didn't know, he didn't know you were not Immune “people like us” you tell him and he looks confused. taking a deep breath you lift your leg up a little and move away to Fabric covering your ankle to show Newt the bite mark and torn skin that was covered in black and purple veins “it was that Crank that Fry shot when we were in the tunnel right before Brenda and Jorge saved us, his aim was good only a little bit to late” you explain

it stays silent between the two of you for a minute letting it sink it that you were going to lose each other to lose everybody you loved “Thomas?” He asks and you shake your head “he doesn't know, and he cant i'm not spending my last days saying goodby to him he needs to focus on Saving Minho”

“So what's your plan? You just wanna run off, leave us all behind and die on your own?” Newt asks in a harsh tone “No, i’m sticking to the plan and that's saving Minho”

“What you gonna do after that” and you swallow the lump in your throat “There won't be an after cause i’m not planning on surviving it and that's exactly why he doesn't know”

“who doesn't know?” a familiar voice says behind the two of you you both look back to see The brown haired boy and you turn your gaze to Newt pleading for him to stay quiet and he nods looking back to this arm “i guess i can't hide this anymore'' he tells Thomas rolling his sleeve up again “Newt we can still fix this” thomas tells him and you look between both boys being trapped in the triangle of losing not only yourself but also your brother and the boy you love

That night you all decide to go through with the plan, get Teresa, make her take out the chips in your necks and break into WICKED to get out Minho and that's exactly how things went. having Teresa back was weird to say the least nobody trusted her but right now she was sitting behind you with a small knife against your neck to cut out the chip you didn't really have a choice “try to relax this is going to sting” she tells you and shrug it off wanting to get it over with “just do it”

a sharp pinch follows within a few second you grab the chair tightly out of reflex and you put your feet flat on the Floor trying not to move but moving your leg past the Chair the zipper on your Jeans opens showing her the black veins beneath it “your leg” she says and you pull back leaning down the close the zipper and pull the fabric over your ankle down “What happened?” She asks but you ignore her completely

“are you done” you tell her harshly looking straight up at her “you two okay?” Thomas asks from across the room and you nod “yeah, where fine” you tell him grabbing a small piece of gauze and holding it to your neck “does he-” but you cut her off talking a little softer making sure nobody hears “No, he doesn't and he won't cause your going to keep your mouth shut and not talk to anybody about it you ruined enough as it is”

“if you come back to the lab with me i could help you give you a-”

“just drop it alright!” you yell getting everybody's attention “Whats going on here?” Gally asks and you shake your head “Nothing, there's absolutely nothing” you tell him walking of Looking over at your brother And then to the brown haired boy that is already on his feet and coming towards you and taking you away from Teresa and away from the others for a second “hey, whats going on with you?” he asks and you shake your head “i’m just one edge i just really want this to work” and the boy nods understanding and giving a quick peck on your lips cupping your cheeks “well get Minho back and we'll all be safe i promise” you look over at your brother on the other side of the Room and Thomas seems to understand “We’ll save Newt well get the cure and he’ll be fine”

“Promise me that after saving Minho you’ll try to save Newt no matter what” and he nods “where is this coming from?” He asks but you just look at him “Promise me Thomas”

“I Will, i promise i Will try to save Newt no matter what” you give Him a weak smile knowing that your brother might survive this all and that made you feel good you where going to save your friends, your family even though you know there was only enough to save one of you two and you knew it wasn't going to be you “You know i love you right?” He tells him and he leans down a little kissing you with more passion than before “i love you too, until Death do us apart” it was a small thing you two said in the glade and in the scorch when something happened but right now it only made you sad cause the small Joke that first meant you loved on another and would stick together would soon turn into reality and probably Faster than he hoped.

The plan worked, you got into WICKED, you saved Minho and you got out of the building with only minor issues but the adrenaline and the fast work took its toll on Newt, His body was shutting down and it was getting harder for yourself to keep things hidden from Thomas or anybody else for that matter.“They were supposed to blow up WICKED not the whole damn city!” Gally says as the walls explode and cars full of angry people coming rushing into the city. pushing us to the side we all sit down against a wall in an alley trying to get away from the explosions and Thomas crawls to the side and you pull his arm “where are you going” you ask him but he is quickly sitting back next to you as he sees WICKED’s cars rushing in “shit”

“what are they waiting for?” Minho asks “Like i have a clue” you answer and like it was planned a loud explosion goes off again and gunfire starts to blast out on the street “we gotta go!” Gally calls out and we sneak into an old dinner to stay sheltered from it all. Sitting in the back of the restaurant you sit against Thomas his chest and his hand goes around your waist as both of you breath heavily for the first time sitting still and letting everything that happened sink in looking between the gunfire outside and Gally,Newt and Minho you know things aren't looking very good for the five of you. Thomas loosens the hand on your waist and grabs the walkie from his pocket “brenda, are you there” and almost immediately she answers “Thomas, i’m here” you grab the walkie from his hands looking around seeing your brother getting worse the fire and fight going on outside and Thomas behind you before answering her “Bren, there's too much going on and i don't think we're going to make it”

“y/n? what are you talking about” she says clearly holding back tears making it harder for yourself to hold it back and you hand to Walkie back to Thomas while swallowing the lump in your throat “you should take the others and get everybody out while you still can” and i doesn't take long for Brenda her protest to come through

“No” and tears roll down your cheeks knowing how hard it is for them so putting your hand over Thomas you hold down the buttons “brenda, you need to go” you tell her hoping she will listen to you “i’m not leaving you two okay so forget it”

“Even though you should,” Thomas tells her and it stays silent for a while you sit up a little with a few tears in your eyes and you grab onto Thomas's hand tighter than before. part of you hoped it was going to be over cause it meant you never had to tell him the truth but the other part wanted him to survive and live his life at the fullest “we started this together might as well end it that way” you tell him and he smiles “you sound like your brother” and you laugh a little looking over at him “till death do us apart right” Thomas Jokes and you nod turning our head far enough to kiss him

“Thomas! y/n! don't worry i’m coming for you” and both Thomas and you look at each other and you act quick taking the walkie out of his hands “what are you talking about?”

“our rides here, look for us near the tunnels”

After walking out of the building Gally takes the lead cause he knew the place the best and he led you all towards the tunnels. At the end of the street a loud blow is heard and a car blows up in front of you all making you fall over and you're once again stuck hiding behind a wall “were almost here” Gally says staking low trying to look for a way through the fight without much trouble but a bright flash of light above you all making you look up seeing the berg flying overhead heading towards the tunnels “There here” you say in a whisper looking at Thomas having hope for your brother once again knowing Brenda had the cure to save him

“go without me, just go” Newt spills and you all look at him, veins starting to crawl up his neck and towards his face and black blood coming from his mouth

and you knew he wasn't going to last long anymore “Minho, you gotta run ahead grab the serum and get back as soon as you can” you tell him and he looks at you not agreeing with it but Thomas nods “Minho, go”

“there right, i’ll cover” Gally tells him and i nod once silently thinking him

“y/n, bring one for y/n” Newt says and you shut him up “what is he talking about?” Thomas asks and you shake your head “Nothing I'm fine it’s just the infection getting to his head” you tell him turning to Minho “You need to go Now!

“just hang on, you hear me,” Minho tells Newt and with those words he runs off getting the serum to save your brother. Newt his head turns to the side and you can see he's fading away but you grab onto him shaking him trying to get him to focus on you and trying to stay awake “Newt! stay with me do you hear me, i need you to stay focused”

“We've gotta get you up” Thomas says, grabbing onto Newt his arm but he protests reaching for his necklace and ripping it from his neck “come on Newt we've gotta go!” Thomas tells him again and tears run down your eyes as Newt holds out the necklace towards Thomas you knew it was the letter he wrote, you were there with him

“Newt, your gonna make it”. I tell him but he keeps his hand out for Thomas

“Just take it!” he yells breathing heavily and Thomas takes the necklace from him holding his hand tight “please, Tommy please” as the words pass by his lips your body starts shutting down and you start coughing letting your body drop next to Newts “y/n!” Thomas yells and you nod “i’m okay, it's just smoke” you lie and you look towards Newt and you can see in his eyes that he knows you're not far behind him “tell him, you need to tell him” Newt says and you shake your head “you need to keep your mouth shut, the plan is going the way it should” you tell him before turning to look at Thomas “tell me what?” Thomas asks and you shake your head holding onto your sanity and pushing yourself up again “The plan about saving Minho it's working now we've gotta save Newt your helping or not?”

“She’s Sick” Newt spits and Thomas looks at you “i’m fine just tired” And Thomas nods he knew you hadn't been sleeping much being concerned about newt but the truth was you didnt wanna risk him seeing the Infection in your leg you had enough time to sleep when this was over. “We need to get out of here” you tell him and Thomas nods, helping you lift up Newt and Making your way closer to the tunnels.

after a few blocks of walking your knees give up on you and you drop to the ground Newts body collapsing onto Thomas and dropping to the ground before you “Y/n?” Thomas ask and you look up at him “I’m Sorry Thomas” you tell him knowing your plan was not working you weren't going to make it and your idea to walk away the minute your brother was save wasn't going to work, if you were shutting down this fast then Newt was even worse knowing that the body in front of you wasn't your Brother anymore but the Infection that caught up with him and took over his brain.

suddenly the street goes quiet and Teresa her voice comes through “thomas? can you hear me, i need you to listen to me i know you have no reason to trust me but i need you to come back, Thomas you can save Newt you can save y/n, there's still time for the Both them” you start coughing and looking at your hand you see black blood and you lift your head up al little to look at thomas you give him a silent apologie again but he just looks at the blood on your lips “there’s a reason brenda isn't sick anymore, it's your blood do you understand she isn't sick cause you cured her she doesn't have to be the only one. the only thing you have to do is come back and all of this will finally be over, please just come back to me” he looks at you and with tears in your eyes you nod “you need to go ” you tell him and he shakes his head ignoring it only wanting answers “why didn't you tell me?” He asks and you swallow the lump in your throat this was the exact reason you didn't tell him

“i couldn't, i didnt wanna say goodbye not to you”

“There's still time Minho is getting the serum” and you shake your head “That’s not the plan’ you tell him throwing it all out “Newt was supposed to make it and i was going to stay behind, going down saving you guys”. You tell him and he has tears in his eyes “You were just going get yourself killed? After everything we’ve been through”

“It’s better than letting this Stuppid Virus control me, i’m not becoming a Crank Thomas, i love you i do but i would much rather get shot out here than survive only to risk hurting the others or you” but he shakes his head not accepting it you betrayed his trust which made you no better than WICKED the only difference was that your intentions were truly only to save the people you loved “we’ll get the serum and everything Will be fine” he tells you but before you can say anything or protest a loud scream comes from behind you and you turn your head to see Newt showing getting up onto his feet, surprised he’s still there “Newt?” you both ask insinc and he slowly turns revealing him fully cranked out eyes gone black and he lashes out towards Thomas attacking him. Thomas steps aside letting Newt drop to his knees and he seems to have a second of his humanity coming through “Tommy! kill me!” he yells, turning to look at Thomas but your own mind keeps getting hazly wanting to shut down so you only see fragments of the fight in front of you. the minute you look backup holding onto your sanity you see Newt holding a knife close to thomas his chest and your own rage takes over pushing yourself onto your feet and pushing your brother off of your boyfriend and holding him down “Newt, this isn't you! Get a hold on your sanity” you try hoping he has any left but he doesn't do anything but trying to get you off and to your side you see a Gun and you use your left foot to kick against it and it slides towards Thomas and he looks between the weapon and you holding down Newt “shoot! the bullet will kill us both” you tell him in a clear moment and she shakes his head

“Thomas, it's your own life, or ours!” you yell at him but Newt gets the upper hand throwing you off him and going for the knife again heading back towards Thomas and you make a decision, with tears in your eyes and the last bit sanity you crawl towards the gun and clock it standing on your feet and aiming the gun towards your brother “Newt!” you yell and he turns his attention towards you and in that small moment you see his eyes the ones you grew up with and the ones of the big brother you love so much and he nods telling you it's okay and with that you pull the trigger the bullet going into his chest and his body dropping to the ground. you look over at thomas and he sits there next to Newts body tears covering his cheeks and your own rolling down your face knowing you just killed the one person that you promise yourself you would save “i'm sorry thomas'' you tell him lifting up the gun an you close your eyes placing your Finger on the trigger but before you can pull it Thomas slams it out of your hands “No! I’m not losing both of you” you look him in his eyes and he has a pleading look “Minho is on his way just hold on okay” he tells you through sobs and you shake your head “i'm not going to make it till then i’m tired of fighting Thomas, i just want it to stop, make it stop” you tell him trying to hold onto your sanity, you reach in your pocket and take out the small necklace and you hand it to him. “Newt’s not to only one that wrote you a letter” and he grabs it holding onto your hand “i love you” you tell him and he smiles a little through the tears “i love you too” with your own tears you take a step back and let go of his hand “if that's true and you really love me, then you'll let me do this then you let me go” he looks shocked and shakes his head protesting but you dont listen to his words “you’re going to be okay” he tries to tell you but you give him a hard enough push to make him trip and you grab the gun up from the ground and drop to your knees next to Newt his body “i’ll see you soon” you tell him before before turning to look at Thomas one last time as he gets back onto his feet but your already lifting up the gun to your head “i’ll say hi to chuck for you”

“don’t do it Please y/n!” he asks through sobs “till death do us apart”

“Wait!” Looking to the side Brenda runs forwards with the small blue file in her hand and she looks to Newt on the ground and to you holding the gun to your head but it all gave Thomas enough time to run towards you getting a Grip on the gun“Thomas! I’m gonna kill you!” You yell at him letting the last of your humanity slip away and fighting the one person you thought you never wanted to hurt “Brenda!” Thomas yells and before you know it everything in front of your eyes turns black

WICKED had taken everything from him, they made it to the safe haven but it didn't seem to matter to him. Vince's speech was what hurt most , it reminded everybody of what they lost but it also reminded them that the people they cared about sacrificed their own lives to save them. “We've come a long way together, so many have sacrificed to make this place possible. your friends, your family. so here's to the ones that couldn't be here, here's to the friends we've lost, this place is for you it's for all of us” he turns his body to point at one of the large rocks in the middle of the place “this, this is for them, so in your one time in your own way, come make your peace, and welcome to the safe haven”

The night was spent talking about memories of the lost once and the plans for the future, the plans of what was coming next and what to do with their lives Now That they were free to do what they wanted but Thomas kept away from it sitting to the side. Minho said down next to him giving him a small smile and looking over the place “this is going to be a good home for us, they would of loved it” he tells him while reaching in the pocket of his jacket and pulling out the two necklaces and hands them back to thomas “you had this one you when you passed out, figured i'd keep them safe for you” an Thomas takes Boh of he necklaces from the boy hesitantly “thanks minho'' padding his shoulder he smiles before walking away leaving Thomas alone to read the letter from Newt, followed by the one you gave him.

Dear Thomas

it’s been one hell of a ride, i know i always complained about being trapped by WICKED so this might be weird coming from me but i miss the glade, i miss waking up to frypans crappy breakfasts or watching the sunset right before the doors closed, it all seems like so long ago doesn't it we were so innocent back then. But now here we are, we lost a lot of Friends in the fight to get you all to the safe haven so you guys better make the most of it or I'm coming to haunt you all.

i want you to know that i never kept this all from you cause i didn't love you, god i loved you even more after i found out it wasn't going to last but i couldn't bring myself to tell you i know that it's probably selfish but i didn't want to spend our last few weeks maybe even days saying goodbye like everyone did with Newt, i wish i could be with you forever but i guess we weren't meant to be. Our time together was exactly like paradise but i wouldn't wanna change, i remember when you can up in that box back in the Glade everybody though you were one hell of a trouble maker and to be honest you really were, breaking the rules running into the maze but i loved every second of it, it didn't matter to me how many times you broke the rules or what stuppid or risky idea you had i would off followed it all, i did follow it i followed you, through the Maze, through the scorch and now through the last City saving Minho and getting Newt to safety. That was my plan and i know you’ll hate it but it was simple get you all save and leave myself behind to die out in the field so nobody has to know what was really happening to me it Will be easier that way. i’m not afraid of dying, i’m afraid of

Losing myself to this stuppid virus that turned me into a walking time bomb. I want you to know I don't want to let you all go but I have no other choice cause waiting for this serum isn't an option for me and even if we get there in time it would only push back the inevitable. I want you to be happy. I want you to live your life to the fullest and make me proud and take care of the other keep Minho out of trouble and make sure gally doesnt start a fight with some shank in the safe haven. i hope that in a few years from now you’ll smile and say that it was worth it cause it has been worth it to me. Now pick yourself up and finish what you started and lead the people that are there with you like I know you can. I know you’ll do what's right you always have. take care and remember that i’ll love you

thank you for being my best friend and my first love

goodbye tommy

y/n

Opening your eyes you sit straight up feeling a burning pain in your ankle and lifting the fabric you see the Veins disappeared and the bite mark was almost completely healed. Panic rushes through your body not knowing where you are and looking around you only see wooden furniture and bottles of medicine on a table to the side, throwing your feet over the edge you stand up finding your balance and walking past the curtain that closed of the little shed you were in and you look out over the ocean turning to the side you see an entire village that reminds you of the glade, making you think that heaven wasn't as bad as you though it was going to be walking forwards into the place you pass by field that are growing food, people building shelter with wood and right in front of you the dark haired Runner comes walking closer and you look over at him surprised “Minho?” You ask him hesitant and he smiles up you only to see Gally, Frypan and Brenda walking closer to you beside him “hey there Greenie, you look better” Gally tells you and you stand there shocked and there eyes go to something behind and turning around your faces with the brown haired boy you love and he looks a bit sad but there this little light of Hope in his eyes as he steps closer grabbing onto you an hugging you tight.

“I-i’m alive'' you ask hesitantly while you sit on the side with Thomas and he nods “how long have I been out?” You ask him “A week the serum took its time but you made it through” he tells you and guilt hits you immediately, your plan your brother was the one that should have been sitting there not you, your brother, you killed your brother you shot Newt,you almost shot yourself. Panic washes over you and Thomas seems to notice and he grabs your hand pulling you out of it “hey, you made it” he tells you again and tears roll down your cheeks “i wasn't supposed to”

“yeah, i know i read your letter” and you look up at him “Thomas”

“I did as you told me to, i picked myself up and i’m gonna keep going forwards, were gonna keep going forward together”

“After everything if done, you still want me?” And the boy nods lifting his hand an cupping your cheeks “i hate the plan you made to just go of and die on your own and i’m going to be angry about it for a while but right now your still alive and i’m not planning on letting you go anytime soon so you're stuck with me”

“Newt..” you say in a whisper “Newt would want you to live a happy live and not think about what happened because you can't change it” you know he’s right but it was going to take time to mourn the loss of your brother this wasn't the plan you made instead of silently slipping away after you saved your friends and your brother you are the one that got saved “you were infected you didn't think straight” he tells you

“I knew what was doing when i pulled the trigger, i knew in that moment i was shooting My own brother, the look in his eyes told me it was him in that last minute it told me it was okay” you tell him holding down the Tear's that threaten to slip again

“but i also know your right he wouldn't want me to give up so i wont, i Will wait for you to forgive me cause i wanna be with you cause your all if got left” you tell Thomas and he smiles reaching in his pocket and pulling something out of it and he hands it to you, taking it from him it reveals a little ring and you look up at him “after we got here and i saw you past out i started making it, i knew when i saw you laying right there that i never wanted to see you like that again that i wanted to be with you forever, so if you really mean that you wanna be with me than you'll say yes” you look at him shocked not knowing what to do or what to say “say yes to being with me forever, say yes to being my best friend, to being my girl, to being my wife, marry me Y/n” you nod not having the words to say it outloud and Thomas smiles sliping the ring on your Finger and holding onto your Hand and leaning forward to catch your lips with his before looking back up at you “Till death do us apart”

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Gally ~The Death Cure~

Prompt: *Plus Size Reader*

"It’s not as bad as it looks.” 

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Y/N stood beside Brenda, holding tightly onto the girl’s arm. She couldn’t believe what she seeing. 

Gally. 

Gally was a live. 

“How are you alive...we saw you die.” Newt spoke, breaking the silence. 

“No...you left me to die. I was was rescued not long after you by Lawrence. He is the leader of The Right Arm.” Gally answered. 

“So what you are a good guy now?” Thomas spat, he was growing more and more angry. 

“I was never the bad guy Greenie.” Gally replied, within seconds Thomas lunged for Gally, punching him to the ground. Y/N shouted at Thomas to stop, every ounce of her didn’t want to defend Gally but she couldn’t help it. Frypan and Jorge both pulled Thomas away. Gally stood up and wiped his lip of blood. 

“I deserved that.” Gally stated. 

“Gally if you say you are a good guy than can you help us? WCKD took Minho and we need to get him back.” Newt explained. “We need to get into the city.” 

Gally thought for a moment. 

“Lawrence can help...you have to get permission from him to enter and if he does...he knows the best ways.” Thomas knew better than to trust Gally but he could be their only way of saving Minho. 

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The ride to where The Right Arm was located was rough and bumpy. Y/N never let go of Brenda and refused to look at Gally, she couldn’t bring herself too. 

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They arrived to an old warehouse that Y/N didn’t want to enter. 

“Before we see Lawrence...just don’t stare at him.” Gally warned, everyone shared glances. Y/N linked her hand with Newt as they began their way towards Lawrence. They stopped at a large metal door where Gally opened in. 

“Gally...who have you brought back?” The man asked, as soon as Y/N looked, se understood exactly why Gally said not to stare. She felt Newt grip her hand tighter, assuring her she was fine. She looked at her friend and gave a faint smile.  

“Friends...from the maze. They need help entering the city to save someone important to them...to me too.” Gally explained, Y/N looked at Gally.

“How important can be?” Lawrence asked. He approached the group and stopped at Y/N. 

“V...Very.” Y/N whispered, avoiding looking at him. 

“Well then...I guess you do need my help. I can get you into the city no issue but only two of you go with Gally...the rest stay incase this is some trick.” Lawrence told them. “I can’t put my full trust in people I don’t know.”

“Newt and I will go.” Thomas spoke. 

“Come in and we will talk about how you are getting in.” Lawrence told them. 

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Y/N sat in silence beside Frypan as they began to discuss their options. 

“Underground tunnels are the way in...but once we reach WCKD we need to have a way in the building.” Gally said to them. “And I know that way.” Gally took Thomas and Newt outside onto the balcony. 

“You ever going to talk to him?” Frypan asked. Y/N looked down. 

“He...he hasn’t even looked at me.” Y/N spoke softly. “I can understand why.” 

“He made his choice not to leave and you made yours...don’t blame yourself.” Frypan assured her, she nodded her head. 

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“Come back safely...both of you.” Y/N said to Thomas and Newt before giving them both hugs. Y/N looked at Gally who was opening the way to the tunnels, she wanted to badly to hug him, to hold him, but she gave a soft smile to the boys and backed away. 

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After what felt like hours Thomas, Newt, and Gally returned but not alone, they had Teresa. Y/N ran over to Teresa to hug her but Gally quickly blocked Y/N from doing so. He glared down at the girl. 

“It’s okay Y/N.” Teresa said. Y/N fought back tears and moved away. It wasn’t till Gally sat Teresa down that she noticed Teresa’s hands were bound together. 

“You are going to help us get Minho.” Gally spoke. Teresa looked over to Thomas. “Don’t look at him, what are you looking at him? Look at me.” 

“Even if I could get you in...Minho isn’t where my access card will let me in.” Teresa told them. 

“You get us in that building and I can handle the rest.” Gally told her. Y/N looked at Thomas who remained silent, letting Gally intimidate her with no remorse. 

“You don’t have to be-” 

“Have to be what? She is the reason Minho was taken Y/N!” Newt shouted, he had never risen his voice at her before. 

“He’s right...she isn’t who she said she was back in the maze.” Gally added. Y/N not being able to fight her tears back turned away and left the group, she rushed outside and welcomed the cold air. She wiped the tears that still formed. 

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“Y/N...” She quickly turned and saw Newt looking at her. She turned away and said nothing. “I am sorry I shouted at you love.” He approached her gently. 

“Then why did you?” She asked. “No matter what she did...she is my friend...the first friend I made...”

“I...I haven’t been completely honest with you all and I know telling Thomas will be hard.” She looked at him, confused. Instead of telling her, he showed her. He rolled up his sleeve and there was a large scratch mark that looked infected. 

A Crank. 

“Newt...” The tears began to form again, it explained why he had lashed out on her. Without saying anything else, she wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer in. 

“I will tell the others.” He assured her. 

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When they returned inside they were all gathering supplies to start their mission of getting Minho. Y/N walked past Gally and straight towards Brenda and Jorge. 

“You are going to be with us...apparently there are others that have been captured. We are going to use a bus to get them all here safely.” Brenda explained. Y/N isn’t tough like Brenda or brave like Teresa. She isn’t sure how she had lasted this long without being killed. 

She was scared. 

“You are going to be alright.” Jorge told her, placing his hand on her shoulder. 

“I can’t imagine I will be much help...” Y/N told them. She looked over at Gally, for the first time he looked at her, she quickly looked away. 

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Waiting outside the city walls with the bus was hard for Y/N. She knew knowing that her friends within the walls could be in trouble made her heart ache. She worried about Newt, she was scared for Minho, she felt guilty for Teresa. 

“They should be in there by now.” Lawrence who joined Brenda and Jorge said. “Gally knows what he is doing.” 

“Why did you save Gally?” Y/N blurted out. 

“When we found him he was barely breathing, I could have left him to die, but I also saw he was infected...leaving him there alone wasn’t something I could do...just a kid.”  Lawrence explained. “And now he is one of my strongest guys and most trusting too.” Y/N nodded her head, agreeing with everything he was telling her, because he was right. In the maze he was the strongest and everyone trusted him, including her. Just as she was about to say something else, the four of them heard a burst of gun shots and an explosion. 

“It’s happening...they must be in.” Jorge said. 

“That’s are sign to go in.” Lawrence said, Brenda hopped into the driving seat and the they all piled into the bus. 

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The city was in shambles. Y/N looked out the window of the bus and saw fire everywhere, places destroyed, and bodies on the ground. 

She hated death and she hated violence. The bus came to a stop when another large explosion went off, it was close enough to shake the large vehicle. Y/N felt useless like always just waiting in the bus while her friends were risking their lives. 

She began to have this feeling inside of her. She needed off the bus. She rushed from her seat and began to leave. 

“Y/N stop!” Frypan shouted. Y/N snatched a gun from one the nearest bags they had prepared and went outside. She wasn’t sure what this feeling was but it was only growing. She ignored the calls from Brenda and Jorge and ran towards the chaos. 

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The smoke from the explosions made it difficult for Y/N to see. She heard constant cries for help, people pushing past her. She had just reached the end of a large crowed when a large man came past her, pushing her to the ground. 

She fell hard, hitting her head. 

The noises around her were muffled. 

Her vision was blurry. She pulled all her strength together and managed to stand on up. She clutched the gun which she had no idea how to use in her hand tightly and pushed on. 

She noticed the WCKD building and rushed towards it but stopped when she saw three men standing outside of it on the top floor. She looked up and shook her head. 

Thomas, Newt, and Minho. 

“Y/N?” She heard someone shout, she turned and saw a man dressed as a guard rushing towards her. She raised the gun and closed her eyes. She felt the gun ripped from her hands. She opened her eyes and saw Gally, he took of the mask. 

Pure anger. 

“Why the hell are you here!?” She didn’t answer, she turned back to Minho, Newt, and Thomas. Gally noticed. “What are those Shanks doing?” 

His question was quickly answered when the three boys jumped, Y/N placed her hands over her eyes, but opened them when she heard splashing. Gally pulled her roughly by the arm, towards the water fountain. 

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“That was pretty crazy Greenie.” Gally told Thomas while helping him out of the fountain. Y/N grabbed onto Newt’s hand and helped him out. She could tell the effects of the scratch was starting to takes it’s toll even worse now. He was pale, his eyes were a dark color, and he had veins all over his hands, face, and neck. 

“Why are you here?” Newt asked. 

“I asked the same thing.” Gally added. 

“Minho!” Y/N once again ignored the question and hugged her friend. He glady returned the hug. 

“We need to get Newt back.” Thomas said, they all agreed. 

“I know the way to the bus.” Y/N spoke. As they nodded their heads a group of guards rushed out from the building, their guns aiming straight at them. 

“Let’s go!” Gally shouted. Minho and Thomas both helped Newt as they rushed to find cover. The gun shots were close. 

Gally grabbed onto Y/N and pulled her down as they hid behind a flipped car. 

They got separated from the others. 

“Why aren’t you with the bus?” He asked her. She leaned against the car and closed her eyes. She has been trying to find the right answer since she left the bus honestly. 

“I d...don’t know...I h...had this feeling.” She told him. 

“And that feeling told you to run straight into this mess?” He was still angry. 

“Yes! Alright! I have been with you guys since the beginning and if anything...” She stopped and looked down, tears forming. “If any of you left me and I wasn’t there-” 

“Like when you left me back at the maze.” He spat. She looked at him, hurt by his comment. 

“I wanted you to come with us...and when you killed Chuck...and seeing Minho kill you...I couldn’t get that imagine out of my head for the longest time.” She looked at him, really looked at him for the first time since reuniting. He was older, his features matured. 

“I didn’t want to kill Chuck.” He told her. 

“I know...I know you were infected. I trusted you more than anyone Gally...I still do.” She admitted. 

“I thought you hated me.” He told her, she shook her head. 

“I was scared to talk to you...it took everything in me not to run to you when we first saw you.” He looked down and chuckled. Just as he was about to say something, more gun shots went off. He took her by the hand and the two peaked over the car. 

“We have to get to the bus.” Gally told her. 

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They ran. Gally still holding onto her hand. 

The city was on it’s last limb and they needed to get out. Y/N was so distracted by everything around her that she didn’t know Gally had stopped running till she had bumped straight into him. She looked up at him, noticing he was looking down an alley that lead to a large open bridge. She went to look but he stopped her. 

“Hey, why don’t you go ahead and get to the bus?” He asked her. She knew something was wrong. Who was on the bridge. 

“I don’t want to go without you...w...what’s wrong?” She tried to look again but he blocked her way. “Gally s...stop.” She managed to get by him and saw Thomas and Minho. 

Newt was laying on the ground. 

Without hesitation she ran towards them, tears blurring her vision. 

“Y/N.” Thomas stopped her and hugged her close, not letting her see him. “You don’t want to see him...not like this, this is now what you want to remember.” He was hurting, she could feel it. 

“I have to get back and get Teresa.” Thomas said aloud. 

“We will get to the bus.” Gally spoke. Y/N pulled away from Thomas and looked up at him. 

“How we will meet up?” She asked Thomas, he looked down at her, still holding her. 

“Don’t worry about that...I have this. You guys can keep in touch.” He told her. He handed Minho a walkie talkie. 

“Make sure you and Teresa both get back...please.” She warned him. He leaned down and kissed her forehead. 

“I will.” He told her. She back away and went walked over to Minho, forcing everything she has in her not to look back at Newt. 

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At the bus Y/N was greeted by Brenda with a huge hug. Minho went straight to Frypan to tell him about Newt, Y/N pulled away form Brenda and sat down for a moment. Gally sat beside her. 

“You know if there was a way to save Newt Thomas would have.” Gally told her. She thought about Newt and only felt tears form. 

“I know...Newt would have done the same thing...he just...it shouldn’t have been him.” She told him. “Newt has done so much for us and now he is gone.” She felt him wrap his arm around her shoulders, she leaned into him and closed her eyes. She was tired. 

“Thomas went back into the building...I don’t think that building will last any longer.” Minho said. 

“How would we get to him if he can’t make it out?” Brenda asked. Gally looked at Lawrence. 

“I have a way.” Lawrence told them. 

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“Why can’t I stay with you?” Y/N asked Gally. “We all work better when we are together.” 

“Knowing you are safe on the ground and away from this city will be better. Make your way to safe haven with these Shanks.” He told her referring to Frypan, Brenda, and Jorge. 

“You promise you will be there?” She asked. He had no words. Was that a promise he could keep? Instead he cupped her face and pressed his lips against hers. She was taken back but didn’t hesitate to return the kiss. 

“We gotta’ go!” Lawrence shouted. Gally kissed quickly one more time before running off with Minho and Lawrence. 

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Safe Haven was everything Y/N thought it would. It was a gust of fresh air. She felt like she could relax without the constant fear. 

“Guys...guys they are here!” She heard Frypan shout. Y/N rushed to her friend and saw Minho, Gally, and Thomas. Thomas wasn’t awake. They all looked rough and beaten. 

“Thomas needs medical.” Minho told them, a group of people helped to take Thomas away. She looked around and her heart sank. 

Teresa wasn’t with them. 

“Y/N...” Gally spoke approaching her. She engulfed him in a light hug, afraid he was hurt, and she was right. She walked him to medical and sat him down. 

“It’s not as bad as it looks.” He told her with a faint smile. 

“You look exhausted.” She told him. He laid back on the soft cot and closed his eyes. She sat beside him and gently stroked his hair. He began to snore softly which made her smile. 

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“I’m sorry.” Thomas told Y/N as they sat around the fire with a bunch of others that she has yet to officially meet. 

“You did what you could. She knew what she was doing.” She told him. She knew his feeling towards Teresa. She knew how much he loved her, despite her being apart of WCKD. 

“Y/N...Greenie!” They both looked up and saw Gally, Frypan, and Minho standing by a large rock. The two walked over and joined them. 

“Here.” Gally handed Y/N a sharp stone, on the large rock was all the names of their friends that they had lost. She carefully carved in Newt’s name while Thomas carved Teresa’s. Gally took Y/N’s hand and led her back to the fire. 

“It’s a new start.” He told her, she looked at him and smiled. He was right. 

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They Found Her in the Maze (Part 14)

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Warning: It’s a bit rushed

Suddenly Brenda saved us from the man who had wanted to turn us in by shooting him.

We were at first reluctant whether to trust her or not but a nod from Thomas was all we needed before we ran and followed her up the stairs to where Jorge was.

 Upon seeing us he rushed over to the end of the room where he pushed open a rusty double metal door which opened us up to the outside and the long drop down, he yanked on a rope that begun from this building and went over to its neighbouring one and sturdy pieces of fabric fell down, it didn't take me long to realise what he was suggesting we needed to do.

I squeezed Newt's hand from being nervous and he returned the action before pulling me forward with him and we all got ready to make our way down after Jorge jumped.

Thomas quickly ushered us one by one, but I hesitated, and seeing my hesitation Newt quickly tried to reassure me, "We'll be fine, okay? I'll go first and you follow and I'll catch you at the end, deal?"

Breathing in a deep sigh I nodded as Newt rushed forward being ushered by Thomas. I bit my fingernails nervously as I watched him close his eyes before he pushed forward and went flying down, only being held on by the rope he gripped tightly.

"Riley, you're next, let's hurry." 

Thomas encouraged as I stepped forward and held the ropes above my head tightly, not giving it much thought before I pushed forward as I saw Newt do and suddenly I was flying in the air, I gasped at the sudden cool air that caught in my lungs until I was in the arms of Newt once again when I landed.

"You did it." He smiled, pulling me away from the entrance and hugging me just as Teresa came down.

"Oh no." I heard Jorge murmur. Quickly I turned around just as I saw the gunfire and Brenda and Thomas running away from the zip line. The loud hovercraft overhead didn't move as it's lights searched for us, and upon realising this Jorge sprung into action,

"Alright, we need to keep moving," He tried to get us to move but we all stood our ground, "What about Thomas and Brenda?"

He sighed, patting Minho's shoulder and looking at him in a serious manner "From what I saw, Thomas is a fighter, and him being with Brenda has only upped their chances of surviving. She knows every nook, every single exit in that damn building, so I damn well believe they will make it out, but we need to survive as well."

He quickly pointed up to the sky, "It won't take that Berg long to find us if we don't go now."

Quickly, we all reluctantly agreed and began to follow Jorge into his descent down the building, until we were at the bottom and running through the streets, using any fallen buildings as cover to hide from the Berg. 

"Just ahead, there's a building, follow me!" Jorge shouted back to us over the noises of the aircraft.

I squinted my eyes to try and find the building Jorge was talking about but found none, just as I was about the scream and ask where he was taking us, Jorge slid underneath some rubble lying against a broken wall, the only way he got through was a tattered tan sheet loosely flowing slightly off the ground.

We all came to a slow jog, glancing at each other, wondering who was going to follow first until we all watched as Minho sped up once again and slid under just as Jorge did.

"Frypan, go!" Newt encouraged his friend and then gestured for myself, Teresa and Aris to follow until he was the last one to come in.

We all caught our breaths as we looked around the abandoned basement of what I assumed used to be a building. Jorge allowed us time to rest before gesturing further into the room, 

"We're not safe yet, just a little further, but be quiet, there could be cranks lurking around any corner." He instructed, before walking off, machete in his hand.

"What about Thomas?" 

Teresa asked, refusing to move until she got an answer, Minho sighed turning around,

 "Look, we can't help Thomas or Brenda if we don't help ourselves first and get as far away from WCKD as possible. Thomas is a big boy, he can take care of himself for now, but we need to go."

At that, Minho frowned as if considering his own words about Thomas before shaking his head and following Jorge in the direction he went, and slowly we all began to follow.

Newt grabbed my hand and we began to walk, and I looked back at Teresa and gestured to the others, "Thomas has gotten us all this far, I'm sure he and Brenda can get to safety, especially since it's only the two of them, it'll be much easier."

Teresa glowered at my statement and reluctantly began to walk, pushing ahead of us and not looking back,

"Well, somebody's jealous."

Newt whispered trying to make a joke, I just shrugged, 

"I mean, I understand what she's feeling, let's just hope they both make it out alive and we all find each other."

We made camp in a small secluded alcove in the building, after we had scouted it out for any cranks which luckily there were none. The next day, Jorge woke us all up and explained that they needed to get to Marcus, an old friend of his.

"Brenda knows that he's the man I'd go to, they might have already bet us to him by now."

None of us argued as we got ready and followed Jorge once again to the outside. I squinted my eye, holding my hand over the direction of the sun until they adjusted enough to the sudden brightness.

"C'mon, let's go!"

"Hey."

I jumped at Teresa's voice as I glanced over, noticing Thomas was finally awake after whatever drug Marcus had given him that made him pass out when we found him and Brenda.

Most of the other's didn't pay attention though, as they observed Jorge questioning Marcus in the most violent matter, ordering for him to tell us about the Right Arm, so far, it wasn't going well.

Minho however at the sight of Thomas waking up, strolled over chuckling, "Welcome back, you ugly shank."

Thomas sighed before gradually sitting up with the help of Teresa. Glancing around he noticed me lounging on the beaten down couch and nodded to which I returned, offering him a short smile.

Suddenly, the loud smack of Jorge's hand colliding with Marcus' face rang through the room, all of us jumped slightly, Thomas especially as he looked over at the two men in confusion.

"Looks like you've been having fun." 

Newt remarking sightly as Thomas got up to get a closer look at Marcus, shaking his head in confusion, 

"Wait, you're Marcus?"

The man laughed dryly as he turned to face Thomas, blood dripping down his chin, "You catch on quick."

Thomas shook his head before walking away as Jorge began to talk once again. Thomas' eyes glided over to where Brenda was sitting at the other end of the room, a flash of guilt filling his eyes before he turned away and sat next to me on the couch,

 "It's good to see you alive Tom, I knew you were stronger than you looked." I joked to which I managed to make him smile,

 "Barely, if it wasn't for Brenda who knows what would have happened."

Brenda glanced over at us at the mention of her name, but it didn't last long until her attention was back on Jorge. I leaned over closer to Thomas, needing to know what happened, 

"Alright idiot, what did you do?"

 I whispered quietly, but loud enough for Thomas to hear as he sighed and shook his head, "I was stupid, like usual."

I patted his back lightly, "Sometimes, stupid is smart."

Before Thomas could reply, however, our attention was brought back to Marcus as he explained how he got WCKD the immunes they wanted, he had changed sides at the chance of his best opportunity, even if it meant handing over the very children he used to save.

Upon hearing this new information, Jorge frowned at him in disgust, 

"I change my mind, hermano," He begun, backing up slightly as he shook his head, "I do enjoy hurting you," 

He claimed before lifting his foot and hitting it directly into Marus' stomach. If it wasn't for the fact that this was a very serious situation, I was have cheered Jorge on.

Marcus was kicked to the floor, still tied to the chair as he laughed crazily. Jorge pulled the gun he had out from his back and stepped forward pulling Marcus upright once again before threatening the gun in front of him, demanding him to talk.

"Okay, okay!"

Marcus broke as he told us all he knew of the Right Arms location and then began to taunt us, claiming we wouldn't make it past WCKD.

I stood up and crossed my arms as I walked over to Newt, "He doesn't know what he's talking about." Newt murmured to me and I agreed.

"I know, they won't get us again, they won't hurt any of us." I

whispered back, just as Jorge pushed Marcus back onto the floor and gestured for us to follow as he claimed we'd get there with 'Bertha', whoever that was...

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Oneshot about the ending of TST because I had a lot of feelings about it at the time

During:

“Minho! Minho! No, MINHO!!!” Thomas screamed, making several attempts to surge forward and reach his friend but to no avail. Jorge grabbed at his arms and used his superior strength to hold Thomas back, preventing him from moving any further towards Minho.

“What are you doing? We have to go! If we don’t leave now, we are going to meet the same fate!” Jorge shouted at Thomas, fighting to be heard over the chaos that reigned over the camp.

“I can’t leave him! I promised!” Thomas choked, tears spilling down his cheeks and a flurry of emotions engulfing him. What was he supposed to do now? How were they meant to go on without Minho? He had promised his friend, one of his best friends that he wouldn’t leave him behind and now all he could do was watch Minho being dragged away by guards. Thomas looked at Newt pleadingly, willing for the boy to say they should go after him but he simply stared at Thomas, shaking his head whilst his eyes filled with tears.

“There’s nothing we could do, Tommy.”

Thomas shook his head, staring at the ground in shock. Nothing we could do. A small part of him believed Newt, knew that if they tried to go after him they all would have been in that Berg, but a larger part of him felt guilty. Felt as if it were his fault that Minho had been taken away. And Teresa. Teresa had done this, she had betrayed them. Betrayed him. He thought they were close, thought he could trust her, but the person he thought was one of his closest friends had stabbed him in the back. Thomas knew then that he couldn’t do the same thing to Minho. He had to honour his promise.

He had to go after him.

Immediately after:

Minho slowly and groggily opened his eyes to the sound of engines and low, harsh voices. He could feel that he was being held upright by a firm, vicelike grip on his upper arms and he squirmed, trying to get a look at his surroundings. He looked to his left and locked eyes with Teresa, her eyes swimming with tears and a silent apology on her lips.

Suddenly, he remembered.

He had been taken by WICKED.

Minho glared at Teresa, before struggling against the guards’ grip.

“Hold him steady!” Someone yelled from his right as Minho elbowed the guy holding him in the stomach and broke free, lunging at Rat Man.

“I swear, I am going to break your ugly shuck face!” he spat at Rat Man, his face red with anger. Rat Man looked shocked for a moment, before recovering his composure as two guards stepped in front of him, protecting him.

“Think you’re tough hiding behind some shuck guards, huh? Face me yourself!!” Minho screamed.

Rat Man looked almost bored.

“Someone sedate this boy, for goodness sake,” he said, rolling his eyes. Someone came from behind Minho, jabbing his neck with a needle. He felt himself go limp, his eyes closing, his limbs failing to work no matter how hard he tried.

The last thing he thought of before being engulfed in darkness was Thomas made me a promise. He’ll find me.

A week:

A week had gone by, and Thomas wasn’t any closer to coming up with a solid plan. He could hear the whispers from the others, see the looks they shot him when they thought he wasn’t watching. Thomas knew the others were getting restless, frustrated with their reluctant leader.

Newt approached him one night, as they all sat morosely around a flickering campfire. Thomas was glumly poking the dying embers with a stick, half complete ideas running through his mind. Newt sat down next to him, looked at Thomas and didn’t waste time cutting corners.

“Do you actually have a plan?”

“I’m working on it,” Thomas replied.

Newt sighed. “It’s been a week and all we’ve done is sit in this same spot and go over information we already know. I don’t know what’s worse, sitting around and doing absolutely nothing or following you on a wild goose chase.”

“I know. I’m sorry.”

“A week, Tommy. He could be-“

“Don’t say it.”

“He could be dead by now.”

Thomas stood up abruptly, his eyes burning and his chest heaving. He walked away from Newt without another word. He couldn’t let himself think that Minho was dead, couldn’t bear it. He also couldn’t bear this sitting around, having no idea where to go next. How were they going to break into WICKED?

Ironically, Thomas couldn’t help thinking that if Minho were here, he would know what to do.

But that was the problem, wasn’t it? Minho wasn’t here. Minho was being held captive by WICKED, having God knows what done to him. Thomas shuddered at the thought. What were they doing to him? He found it difficult to sleep at night, tossing and turning in his sleeping bag, thinking of what Minho was going through. He knew how vicious WICKED could be, knew the lengths they would go to, to get what they want.

Thomas also knew how tough Minho was. When it was getting really difficult, Thomas could almost find himself smiling at the thought of the sarcastic klunk that would spill out of Minho’s mouth. He knew Minho could handle himself.

He just didn’t know what it took for Minho to finally crack.

A month:

“ALL!”

Another blow. Minho reared his head back as best he could with the little strength he had left, and spat a mouthful of blood into Lincoln’s face. Lincoln snarled and brought his fist back again, punching Minho in the face again.

“I could easily do this all day, kid. Pick a name!” He raised his voice ever so slightly but it remained frustratingly calm. Minho blinked slowly as the fluorescent lights above him began to dance before his eyes.

Another hit. Minho almost forgot what it felt like to not taste blood in his mouth.

“Answer me.”

“All of them, you slinthead, shuck-faced piece of klunk,” Minho managed to get out, smiling ever so slightly.

Lincoln’s brow furrowed, letting go of Minho and letting him fall to the ground.

“Your trial is over,” he said after a few moments of tense silence.

Minho let himself be taken out of the room, shocked and sore, his face feeling broken in all sorts of places. The guards dragging him along the dank corridors stopped abruptly outside his door, using a swipe card to open it. They shoved Minho and slammed the door shut, the sound echoing through the empty room. Minho didn’t have any energy left in him to do anything but lie on the ground in a ball, wishing for sleep.

He would deal with the caked blood on his face later.

A few days passed, and Minho hadn’t left his room. He had been given plenty to eat but he refused to touch it, convinced it had been poisoned. He grew weaker, doing nothing but sitting against the wall, staring at the door.

Watching.

Waiting.

Waiting for Thomas.

Two more days passed and he couldn’t move from his position on the floor. Minho still refused to eat, and he was paying the price. At some point in the night, the door clanged open and Rat Man walked into the room, flanked by two emotionless guards.

Minho groaned.

“What the hell do you want?” He managed to get out, his voice barely more than a whisper.

Rat Man actually had the audacity to laugh.

“We’re here to feed you, Minho. It has come to my attention that you refuse to eat anything we give you, so I have decided to take matters into my own hands,” he answered, pulling out a syringe.

Minho weakly shook his head.

“Don’t.”

“It’s for your own good, Minho. This will sedate you whilst we pump your body with all the food and drink you’ve been missing out on. We need your body perfectly healthy for harvesting,” Rat Man said, grinning as Minho tried his best to scoot his body away from him.

“Hold him down, one of you. It shouldn’t be too difficult.”

Minho tried to swat the guard���s hand away but he was easily overpowered, and he winced at the feeling of the needle piercing his skin.

Minho didn’t know how long he was out for, but he woke up feeling nourished and refreshed. Stronger.

He stood up triumphantly, sure it was a fluke somehow, but then the room started to spin.

“Woah.” Minho put both hands on the wall to steady himself, taking in deep gulps of air, his eyes squeezed shut.

Once he opened them again, he looked towards the door.

That’s when the hallucinations began.

Six months:

It had been six whole months since Minho was taken. A plan had finally formed but it was taking a lot damn longer than Thomas expected. There had also been some complications. WICKED were still after them, so they were still technically on the run. Not to mention the Cranks wherever they went. Brenda was luckily still on her dose of the temporary cure from Thomas, and she hadn’t needed a top up yet. Everyone was getting more anxious by the day, more scared, more apprehensive. Newt had slowly been getting crankier and crankier, often bursting out in anger at Thomas or anyone else in the group, and then realising his mistake soon after. Thomas figured it was stress, and being away from Minho for so long. They were all thinking the same thing.

They were all assuming Minho, Sonya and Aris were already dead (Thomas couldn’t forget about Sonya and Aris, they were important as well but Minho was the most important person…well, in Thomas’ life, now Teresa had done what she did).

Admittedly, Thomas figured there was a strong chance they were dead already, but he had to keep hope alive. He couldn’t just leave for the safe haven without the others. Especially without Minho. What would happen if they got there and found out they were still alive? How could Thomas live with himself?

More importantly, how could Thomas live without Minho?

To say the last six months were difficult would be an understatement.

Luckily, the group had the Right Arm on their side. And someone else.

Gally.

Turns out he wasn’t dead after all, though it was sure a damn shock to see him again. Thomas never thought they’d be going to Gally for a safe place to stay, but it was him who opened the door.

“Gally?”

Gally raised his eyebrows. “Thomas,” he said, and ushered them in. He nodded at Newt and the others as they all filed into the room.

“Sit down, and tell me your plan,” said Gally, wasting no time (as if they had time to waste, anyway).

Thomas took a deep breath and dove into his idea. Once he was done, Gally leaned back in his chair and put his hands behind his head, his brow furrowed.

“You know how much work that’s going to take, right?”

“I know. But I know we can do it, we just need to put our minds to it. We need to be determined,” Thomas replied.

Gally sighed. “Besides, haven’t you thought about what would happen if we all bust into WICKED, and they were already dead? Harvested, or whatever you said WICKED were doing to those kids? What a waste of time, effort and probably lives.”

“We know, Gally, but we have to make sure. We have to do this for them.”

Gally looked up at the remaining Gladers, Brenda and Jorge and the Right Arm. “And you’re all on board with this?”

Jorge nodded. “We are. Thomas has kept us alive and kicking for this long.”

Newt scoffed. “Barely,” he said.

Brenda shot him a filthy look. “We’re in.”

Gally nodded and looked directly at Thomas, his hands folding on the table in front of them.

“Okay, if we’re going to pull this off we’re gonna need more people. And a shit ton of explosives.”

A year:

Minho was having a tough time discerning what was real and what wasn’t. He had no concept of time. He was haunted by visions of his friends, taunting him, dying in front of him. He hadn’t left his room for a very long time. Minho wasn’t sure how long he was going to last. He didn’t know what to do. Part of him thought there would be a point where he would snap, and crazily try to make his way out of this place. The other part of him felt as if he was doomed to lie in this room forever, slowly going crazy until WICKED did whatever they wanted with him.

One morning he woke to voices outside his room.

“…he’s been here a whole year. When is Janson going to do something with him?”

“The man is still convinced that Thomas and the rest of them will try to come rescue him. He’s mad, if they haven’t come in an entire year then they won’t come at all.”

“They aren’t in the safe haven yet, though. They’re still out there.”

“They’re probably waiting for more people. They aren’t coming back for this kid.”

An entire year? Minho thought, his heart sinking. He really was going crazy…he could not have guessed that he’d been here for a whole freakin’ year.

Thomas wasn’t coming back for him.

He had left him behind.

Minho shrunk back against the wall and let himself cry for the first time in a long time.

He closed his eyes, decisions running through his mind. If he did try to escape, and was successful, what then? What was he supposed to do on his own? Newt had always been there for him and Thomas…Thomas promised he would be.

And now he wasn’t.

“MINHO!” Minho jerked awake to the distant sound of someone calling his name. He sat up straighter, turning his head towards the door. He knew that voice…

“Minho!” Even more distant. Minho’s heart dropped with disappointment. Probably another hallucination. That wasn’t really Thomas.

An earth shattering BOOM resonated through the building and Minho stood up. Sometimes, when the hallucinations got this realistic, he had to be ready to fight. Either that or Janson had finally gone crazy and just wanted to kill them all with a couple of bombs.

Minho heard footsteps and voices in the corridor.

“Where is he?”

“Thomas, I said I don’t know! I remember seeing them take him somewhere down here when we first arrived…my memory is kinda hazy.”

Huh. So Aris was a part of his hallucinations now.

“Hey, what are you kids doing-“

Gunshots, a muffled cry, a thump as the body of a guard hit the ground, a clang as the door opened.

Minho saw Thomas and his other friends, staring at him in shock.

He stared back.

No one said a word.

Minho looked down and saw a gun that flew out of the guard’s pocket.

He had done this during these hallucinations plenty of times before. He picked up the gun, and calmly pointed it at his friends. They all backed away in shock, all except Thomas.

“You’re not real,” Minho said. His response was well-rehearsed by now.

Thomas lifted his hands.

“Minho, we’re real. We’re very real, we’re here to get you and we need to leave right now,” he said, his voice shaking with emotion.

Minho’s hand shook. Normally the Thomas in his hallucinations admitted to not being real.

But he couldn’t breed false hope.

“You’re not real.”

“We are real, Minho! Would you please put the gun down?” Thomas look dismayed, his eyes filling with tears. “My God, what have they done to you?”

“YOU’RE NOT REAL! YOU CAN’T BE!” Minho screamed, his hand really shaking now as he stepped closer to Thomas and aimed the gun directly at his head. “It’s been a year! You can’t be here! This can’t be happening!” Tears threatened to spill down his cheeks.

Thomas gulped. “I know. I made a promise. And I know it’s been so long and I’m so goddamn sorry but I’m here now. I kept my promise,” he said, his own tears falling down his cheeks and onto the floor. “I’ve missed you, man.”

In that moment, Minho broke. His arm slackened and he allowed Thomas to take the gun from him, watching through his tears as Thomas tucked it into his belt.

“I’ve missed you too.”

As they ran from the compound, finally winning this major victory against WICKED, Thomas examined the boy beside him. He ran just as fast as he ever did but with a hardened look in his eyes, dark purple bruises on his skin, tear tracks still visible.

Thomas knew it would be a long time to get the old Minho back, if at all.

Sure, it was a victory getting Minho and the others out, but it was also a loss of sorts.