THE ERROR (Newt Fanfiction)

Maze Running: Chapter 11

I'm sorry the plot might be dropping, I can see the views lowering :( I'm trying but it's not easy. The length is declining but I don't have time :'( Also, I'm changing this to when NEWT DOES HAVE THE LIMP.

        The next day comes, the day Minho and Alby decide if Kayla's got the guts to be a runner. 

Minho had already gotten her awake very early, maybe 5 am, and they are walking across the Glade to the Map Room. Kayla limps behind him slightly, her ankle doesn't hurt much anymore, though it's still holding her back. Minho has obviously noticed and he sighs every time she falls more than a foot behind. 

They reach the Map Room and open the stone door. Minho grabs two chairs, setting them down facing each other. He sits in one and Kayla sits down in the other.

"Alright, now listen." He leans forward and looks at her. 

"If that ankle hurts we're gonna have a problem. If it's just a limp, we may be able to handle it if we start early enough." Kayla nods.

"Alright." Minho gets up and walks to the left corner of the room, opening a woven basket and grabbing things. He walks back and throws black, stretchy short-shorts, a dark blue tank top, embarrassingly enough a bra....an elastic hair tie, a pair of running shoes, and a special digital watch, onto her lap. 

"The clothes and hair thing came with you in the box, the shoes and watch are for every runner." She nods and looks up from the items.

"Should I... change?" Minho nods and points to the back of the room where there is a little door.

Kayla gets up, carrying her things and walks over to the door. She pulls open the handle and steps into a small room. She closes the door behind her and exhales. Light filters through the sticks at the roof, and she puts her things on the grass.

Sighing, Kayla slides off her cargo pants and places them on the ground. She picks up the black shorts (which are high thigh on her) and puts them on. Sliding the straps of her blood-splotched tank top off, she pulls her old top up and over her head. Her bra is fine, so she just puts on the dark blue tank. The watch is easy, just a buckle, and Kayla straps it on her right wrist. She flips her hair over her forehead and ties her blonde hair up into a tight high pony. Kayla sits down on the grass and pulls on her shoes. She ties them in a gift bow and stands up.

Carrying her old things in her arms, she pushes open the door and sees Minho waiting near the main entrance. He motions for her to place her things on the table in the right corner and he steps outside. Kayla obeys and limps out after him. He stops next to the opening of the Maze and turns to her.

"Alright, shank. We're gonna start off easy and slow, testing your ankle. Just a quick half-run of section one." Kayla nods again and jogs in place, slightly faltering from her ankle. Minho laughs.

"Ready, Greenie?"

She laughs back and stretches out her arms as she jumps. "Ready."

Suddenly, Newt shows up and runs up to them. "Hey, Minho. You didn't tell me you and Kk where startin' off so bloody early."

Minho smirks. "Sorry, didn't realize you wanted to kiss 'Kk' goodbye." He adds air quotes on her nickname.

Newt's face turns a completely different shade of red and he steps forward far enough to punch Minho in the arm. 

"Shut up, you shuck-face." He turns to Kayla.

"Listen, just be careful out there -and-and don't push your ankle.."

Kayla nods, blushing.

He steps forward more and pulls her into a tight hug. Kayla stands, shocked for a moment, then hugs him back, burying her face in his cotton shirt.

"Hey, lovers, we need to get going."

Newt releases and gives Minho one last glare, before jogging back to the field slowly, his limp slowing him down. Kayla never noticed that.

How did that happen?

Minho laughs and looks back to Kayla.

"Alright, let's go!"

He turns and runs into the Maze. Kayla follows.

They sprint pretty fast, though Minho looks back quite often to make sure she is still keeping up.

About 5 minutes through, he unsheathes a dagger strapped to his hips and starts slicing ivy off as he runs, throwing them to the ground behind him. 

An hour passes and Kayla feels the burn in her legs, her chest screaming at her to stop. As if on cue, Minho ceases to a walk in front of her. 

"Okay, shank. Lunch time."

They sit down against the walls of the Maze, and he pulls out two sandwiches and two capped jars of water from a small pack on his back. They eat in silence, Kayla can feel her heart pounding in her rib cage. Gulping down the last of her water, she exhales for a long moment and turns her head to the left to look at Minho. He's done already and is getting to his feet.

"Come on, Greenie, time to go back."

She climbs to stand and brushes off her legs. Minho nods curtly and turns the way they came.

About 3 minutes into running an ear-splitting roar echoes through the walls of the maze. Kayla covers her ears and turns to look at Minho. All of the color had drained from his face, his eyes wide in terror.

"No. No. No. No!"

"What! What is that!"

"No, wait... It's daytime!"

"Minho! What is that!!!"

He twists his head around and looks her straight in the eyes.

"Grievers."