𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐎𝐑, 𝗇𝖾𝗐𝗍

Chapter 10: The Right Arm

~Y/n P.O.V.~

The next thing we knew, we were in an old truck. Jorge was driving, Newt in the passenger seat. While Thomas, Minho, and I were were in the back passenger seats, I was sat in-between the two boys. And the rest were in the back of the truck, outside. Newt's hand was on my knee, rubbing it every so often, while my hand was on his hand.

He was smiling brightly, glancing at all of us, proud of himself and all of us. The mountains started getting larger, signaling we were getting closer. We made it to a road, but it was blocked. We wouldn't be able to drive through that. Jorge stopped the truck, and we all got out. There were abandoned vehicles, and large rocks blocking our path.

"Well, I guess were on foot." Jorge spoke up, informing all of us.

We grabbed our stuff before walking. Newt was holding my hand the whole time, our fingers intertwined. I felt eyes on us, but I ignored that. While walking, we looked in the cars, hoping to find something that could possibly help us. All of a sudden, a gunshot was heard, making us hide behind whatever was in front of us.

"Get down!" Jorge shouted.

I was behind a car with Newt, Teresa, and Minho. Newt was gripping my hand tightly, not wanting to let go.

"Hey, is everyone okay out there?" Thomas yelled out.

"We're fine!" Teresa yelled back.

"Anyone know where those bloody shots came from?" Newt yelled out this time.

No one answered him. I peaked a little over the car, but only to have a bullet whiz past my head, making Newt and Teresa pull me down, before Newt pulled me to his chest, kissing my head. We waited for a minute, before we heard Jorge speak up.

"Everybody! Get ready to sprint back to the truck! And hold your ears!" He yelled, "Ready? One," he started counting, "Two..."

He was then interrupted by a female voice speaking, "Drop it." I heard her command.

I then heard a gun cock from behind us, making me turn my head, seeing a blonde woman behind us, her gun aimed right at all of us. She motioned for us to stand up and start walking, and we obeyed, our hands up in surrender.

"Now!" I heard the other woman yell, "I said drop it!"

I looked at the other woman, she had tan skin, and black hair.

"On your feet. Let's go." The tan woman commanded Thomas and Jorge.

They obeyed and stood up, their arms up in surrender as well. The tan girl glanced at all of us, before her eyes stopped on Aris, looking at him unsurely before she spoke, still looking at him.

"Aris?" She questioned, making the boy look at her confused before she pulled down her mask, revealing her face.

"Oh my god, Harriet?" He said, running up to her.

"My god, what the hell are you doing here?" She asked again, hugging him tightly.

They pulled away before Aris turned to the blonde girl, her mask now off her face as well, "Sonya." He breathed out, hugging her.

"You're lucky we didn't shoot your dumb ass." She laughed slightly.

"You alright, man?" Harriet asked.

"How..." Aris started getting confused.

"Uh," Minho spoke, "What's happening?"

"We were in the maze together." Aris informed us.

Suddenly, Harriet whistled loudly, "We're clear, guys! Come out!" She shouted.

The girls led us down the road.