Not your Average Musical (slow updates)

Where Am I?

The young teen boy awoke with a start, coughing and gasping for breath trying his best to get it under his control once again. He was unsure of where the hell he was... everything was black except for glowing lines on the wall every few seconds providing very poor lighting. From the direction of them and the tell-tale whine of metal against stone he could tell wherever he was... he was going up, but to where, that remained unsolved. Once his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he could make out metal grated walls and floors and a gate like roof, his guess was that they opened. 'Well at least there's an exit' he thought.

That's when he heard it, an alarm, it was faint but quickly growing louder till it was almost deafening and the box he was in lurched upward tossing him in the air for a split second as it came to a sudden halt. Then the top of the tunnel opened, and light quickly poured in blinding him in an instant, as his eyes slowly adjusted to the brightness, he noticed the people all looking down at him and all of them were boys. They all just stared at him for a moment muttering to themselves saying things like "look it's another greenie", "looks like a sloper to me, maybe a builder if he's lucky", and "poor kid, looks helpless". What the hell did they mean by all that, what was a greenie? Sloper? Builder? Where was he? More importantly WHO was he?... He had no name, no clue who he was and that scared him more than anything else.

Then someone hopped down into the box with him and stared down at him for a moment. This boy had shaggy dark golden hair and kind gray-blue eyes; he was about average height for a boy his age about 16-17 years old. He noticed that this boy put less weight on his left leg and more on his right... possibly from a recent injury in the past 2-3 years. He moved back as the boy tried to approach him, but the boy noticed this and put his hands up as if to say he meant no harm and slowly extended a hand pulling him up and out into the open "Ello greenie, names Newt, can you tell me your name?" He shook his head and looked at his feet, his own raven colored hair falling lightly into his chocolate-colored eyes, as he was looking down, he noticed his clothes, jeans, gray shirt, and black tennis shoes, nothing special just like some of the other boys.

That's when he looked beyond the group of boys and notice the grassy fields around them, the dense areas of trees, structures off in the near distance and most importantly the incredibly large stone walls that surrounded them and seemed to trap them inside except for a single gap in one wall that seemed to be a doorway of some kind 'I wonder what's out there' he questioned to himself, and that's when someone else stepped forward in his and Newt's direction, this boy was taller than the rest with a white shirt and dark brown skin. "Hello greenie my names Alby Ime the leader around here...welcome to the Glade

Author notes:

sorry this chapter is short, but I wrote this at 2AM and I'm posting it now i hope you guys like this