Trust Has To Be Earned

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If there's any mistakes just tell me because I always edit late at night.

"So do you know what you have to do?" The so called sperm donor asked me raising his brows at me and I nodded letting out a fustrated sigh.

"Yeah, I understand Janson. I'm pretty sure Ava threatening an innocent child was enough of a threat."

I stood up grabbing my stuff making my way out of his office. I walked around in my gear heading straight with the other soldiers.

"Hey Kid." Luke walked next to me as all of our steps were in sync and he shoved me playfully. "You can't call me kid."

"Yeah whatever." He said not bothered. "You ready, this is the maze your closest to." He asked me and I let out a small sigh answering his question.

Luke had been my friend for quite a while. Ever since they decided I was either to helpful for me to go up there or because my dad didn't want me to go up there. So when I worked for WICKED Luke was the only person around my age.

And by that I meant a couple years older. So he likes teasing me by calling me kid.

I had been out a couple of times with them to bring them back the head quarters. It's where we trick the kids to thinking their safe from all of it. So far they're all believing it.

Today was Maze A. Thomas's maze. They finally figured out how to get the hell out of there. It only took them three years. But to be honest I don't blame them with all the running.

"You sure your ready June?" Luke asked me again nudging me and I raised my brow at him grinning.

"Since when have I never been ready." We both walked out and they opened the huge doors main door.

The sand blew in and I placed my helmet on as we all ran out to the helicopter. Here we bloody go.

We landed back on the familiar premises where I once grew up and the helicopter landed. There were six of us. Four at the front of the helicopter and the back was empty space for the subjects. And me and Luke also were placed there.

Four of us ran out onto the sand making our way to the front of the base.

We ran into the base reaching the door and I used my key card to open the outer doors and we all ran in ready to grab everyone.

I was about to meet them again.

"Let's go!" I yelled as we all ran in and I saw them. I set my eyes upon Minho but another guard dragged him out and the rest ran along with the others except one.

Thomas.

He lay ontop of a body sobbing over it. A child's body. I ran towards him and he just shook his head as I placed my hand on his shoulder.

"You gotta get out of here." I told him looking down at him in sentiment and I looked down at the body he was crying upon and I saw nothing in his eyes. Chuck. It was Chuck.

I swallowed the painful lump down my throat and I looked at two of the guards and I motioned for them to take Thomas before I could show any emotion towards him.

They grabbed onto him pulling him away as his painful screams filled up the empty place. They managed to pull him of running out of here.

I looked around at the place the memories flooding back and I looked at another body on the ground.

Subject A9. Gally.
My nickname for him: weird brows.

I took of my mask and I crouched to take a closer look at him tears still wet but he seemed dead.

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