" 𝐴 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚛 "
In which Aife leads her boys to freedom, with the help of a boy named Thomas.
Iғ Yᴏᴜ Aɪɴᴛ Sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ, ʏᴏU ᴀɪɴᴛ ʜUᴍᴀɴ
丂ㄩ尺ᐯ|ᐯㄖ尺丂
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"From the ashes, we will rise." _____________________
Today'sthe day that they get a new greenie, all the gladers are back to doing their jobs. Shes been able to go back out into the maze after arguing with Jeff and Clint about her safety. She won the argument. As always.
She wore a skin tight leather, textured tank top that had three inch straps and skin tight black jeans. She also put on a Waist to thigh harness. Her hair was up in a pony tail and she braided it up on the sides. She let out a sigh and put her makeup on, it was black all over her eyes and she dragged it down, past her cheek bones and to her cheeks.
She put on her combat boots, grabbed her knife and machete and headed to find Minho so she could speak to him. Once she found him, she sat down next to him.
"Hey shank, what's up?" Minho said to her as he munched on a piece of bacon. She grabbed it from his hands and finished it as he rolled his eyes at the girl.
"You're up early, are you running?" He asked and she nodded her head while she wiped her hands on her jeans, "Yeah, i need to blow of some steam."
"Good. Let's go." He grabbed his back pack and they walked over to the maze doors as they opened slowly. It was loud and the concrete scraping together was like nails on a chalkboard. There was some wind and dust that made her eyes flutter, but she ignored it.
They ran into the maze and he began to scold her for what happened last time, "Next time, don't order me to leave you. Seriously if you die, i die. Got it?"
She chuckled and put her gaze on the floor, all that could be heard was their breaths and their chests heaving up and down, "Yeah, got it."
"You think chucks gonna be alright?" He asked the tanned skinned girl. She furrowed her eyebrows at the question. Sure, he's a thirteen year old kid who klunked his pants three times on the way up here, but shes sure he'll survive.
"Yeah. I'm sure he will." She tried to assure herself. Chuck is just a kid who got thrown into this hell hole, just like the rest of them. But she's grown to have a soft spot for Chuck. If something happened to him, she doesn't know what she'd do. Which is why shes made it her job to protect him.
It was silent for the rest of the run before they stopped to eat food. She was eating her sandwich that Frypan gave her when she asked Minho a question.
"Do you think about what the outside world is like?"
He took a sip of his water before responding, his breathing was now calm, "Yeah. Sometimes. I think that whatever's out there can't be worse than this shuck place. That's for sure." He said and she simply responded with a humorless chuckle and shook her head.
