Jorge, Newt, Minho, Frypan, Aris and Teresa all helplessly watched as the building lit with fire and completely collapsed. Brenda, Thomas and Athena, nowhere in sight. Silence ran over the group. None of them knew what to do or say.
"What do we do now?" Frypan asked. All their gazes still on the building.
"We head to the Right Arm I guess." Minho replied his eyes glossing over.
"First we have to make a pit stop." Jorge said as he turned round to look at the group.
"What do you mean?"
"We are going to see my friend Marcus, he will know where the Right Arm is." Jorge replied, trying to cover his sadness.
As the group walked away Minho turned round to see Newt still stood in his place looking at the burning building. Walking up to his friend, he placed a sympathetic hand on his shoulder. "Come on, man." Minho spoke softly.
A tear leaving Newt's eye and rolling down his cheek, he finally took his gaze off the building, and looked at the floor. "She's gone." Newt mumbled.
Not knowing how to reply, Minho simply brought him into a hug, Newt's emotions spilling out the second he was in Minho's embrace.
After a few moments, the two walked off after the group, Newt's emotions still fully on display, but he didn't care. Why should he. He had just lost the most important person in his life. And he just wanted her back.
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"Let's go." Brenda said, to the two.
As the three teens jumped through the gap and onto the level below, they followed her lead, and went through a round tunnel. Coming out of the short tunnel, they looked to see a long unendable corridor, spray paint covering the walls.
Looking round Athena stood between the two that were holding flashlights. "Well..." Athena piped up, "This looks homely." she said which caused Thomas to give her a look, to which she just shrugged.
"I think it's this way." Brenda told, causing the two to turn and face the same way as her.
"You think?" Thomas mumbled, as they followed her. The water squelching beneath their feet.
"Do people live down here?" Thomas asked after a few minutes of silence.
"The solar storms forced people underground. Jorge says there's settlements all over these tunnels." Brenda explained.
"Like I said. Homely." Athena proved, Thomas just rolled his eyes at her.
"So, what about Jorge?" Thomas said, ignoring the girl's comment. "Is he your further."
"Close enough." she answered, Athena noticing her slightly uncomfortable with the topic. "Truth is, I don't really know what he is. He's just always been there. And I've always done what he's asked me to do, no matter how stupid." She finished as she glanced at the two Gladers.
"Don't look at me, look at him." Athena counted as she pointed to Thomas.
"So you don't think the Right Arm is real?" he asked.
Before she answered the group heard an inhumane grunt echo throughout the tunnel.
Flashing the lights down the tunnel to the source of the sound, after a few moments of silence the group turned back round and carried on.
"I think hope is a dangerous thing. Hope has killed more of my friends than the Flare and Scorch combined." there was a pause as she continued. "Just thought Jorge was smarter than that."
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Different - The Maze Runner: A Newt fanfic
Pertualangan-Athena- Goddess of Wisdom and Battle Strategy She's always been different. Well that was obvious because she was the first and only girl to ever be in the glade. Her and her friends start to lose hope until they find it in a the new greenie, since...
