They trudged their way through the grass. She was so confused. Where was she? and who are the runners?
Newt stopped in front of the giant entrance and placed his hands on his hips.
"New greenie here, her name is y/n". Newt smiled.
Two boys with backpacks and sweaty foreheads looked over at her. They looked exhausted.
One of the boys reached his hand out.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Thomas".
He had brown short hair, like a buzz cut but longer. He was about six-feet tall and had a muscular build, olive skin and a square jaw. The other boy which stood crouched over holding his knees puffed.
"I'm Minho, when did you get here greenie?" He smiled through heavy breaths.
She scratched her head "I umm.. a couple of minutes ago. Where is this place? and why am I here?" She asked.
He propped himself back up and placed a hand on Thomas' shoulder "Full of questions aren't you . . . Newt will tell you all about that soon I'm sure".
Minho had a soft look about him. He had small down turned eyes and a sharp jaw. He had jet black wiry hair which looked neat, juxtaposed to the rest of him. Again sitting around six-feet tall.
A loud boom exploded through the air, making y/n jump. It was followed by a death defying crunching, grinding sound. She stumbled backward and fell to the ground. The giant entrance was closing. How is that even possible, she thought.
Newt rushed over and held out a hand. "Are you okay y/n?" He looked worried.
She took his hand and pulled herself up. "I'm fine, just shaken a bit, what is happening?"
She looked scared, there was an unsettling sense of claustrophobia that stifled her. Her heart pounded. Newt stood close.
"It is just the walls closing. it happens every night . . . once the runners come back." Newt said.
She watched as the enormous stone wall slid along the ground, throwing dust through the air. The crunching sound rattled his bones. She watched as the wall reached the other, sealing her shut inside. An echoing boom shot through the air like a bullet as the wall shut.
Minho adjusted his bag strap and headed toward the middle of the courtyard "You get used to it after a while." He looked over.
"Come on," Newt said, waving her over, "We gotta' get ready for the bonfire . . . it's tradition".
Bonfire?
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A/N: I know I always end with a 'Question?' But I'll try not too next time. This one is kinda rushed sorry! I'm excited for the next part. <3
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The Maze
Fanfic16 year-old y/n finds herself in the "Glade" overwhelmed with emotions. Inside the Glade she meets Newt, although in time of chaos she feels somewhat comforted by his presence. This story/trilogy is going to replicate the Maze Runner series. I hope...
