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THE PETITE GIRL woke up abruptly from the deep sleep she was in. Her ears had to adjust to the guards yelling at her. "Come on! We have to go!" The words repeating itself in her head.
She acted immediately at what they were saying. Her eyes widened at her surrounding as she climbed out of the flying vehicle.
The sand below her made it harder to run to the lit up building. The tan material crumbling as it made contact with her shoe. Sand blew in her face and hair, quickly getting in her eyes. Clove almost immediately held her hand up to her face and squinted her eyes.
Guards ushered her into the building, passing her around like she was some kind of little doll. She shoved a man's grip off her arm as she was shoved into another person. The tanned girl kept her pace in running. At the same time she managed to yell at the guards, fighting them back by shoving them if they put a finger on her.
The sound of gunshots echoed in her ears. Her head swiftly turning to the sound. Her eyes somehow caught the sight of running figures. They ran so manically, like they were possessed by something. All Clove knew was that something was wrong here.
She pulled her eyes from the scene and kept running. She caught a door closing in like the maze doors once did. The bright light hurt her eyes. The beams bouncing off the walls.
The guards shoved her in the building as the metal doors never stopped closing in on each other.
She stumbled into the building with a grunt. She quickly spun around while her eyes adjusted to the light in the metal building. A look of confusion took over her face as thoughts ran through her head a thousand miles per hour.
She could see boxes, cars, and people running through the building. She froze at the sight Of people, not being used to seeing this many people in front of her.
This was the first time fear was noticeable on the face of the dark haired girl. She walked forward hesitantly as she followed a guide. Clove made sure to take in every single turn they took and every inch of the metal walls and floor. The guard had lead her into a medium sized room that just had a bunch of random supplies in the area. The man in uniform signaled her to go further in as he closed the door behind her.
She abruptly spun around at the sound. Clove began to panic a bit, remembering the last time she was stuck in a room. "Shit, shit, shit." The girl exclaimed quietly while trying to open the door.
"Let me the hell out of here, you bastard!"
She began pounding on the door, not willing to give up. "Ugh." She yelled out of anger after about five minutes of fidgeting with the door. Hope escaped her body. Her calloused palms made their way to the silver colored door. The metal felt cold under her touch as she lied the flat on the platform. Her forehead coming into contact with the door as tears finally escaped her eyes.
Clove couldn't hold it in anymore. She had lost everyone in that place that she once called home. How fucked up is that. And then she trusted these random people who came out of nowhere, to take her away into a random building and lock her in a room. How stupid could she be. She let her guard down once again. She was the one guilty for everyone's deaths, too. And she's failed them once again.
An hour had passed of being in the messy room. Clove's hands ran through her notty hair. The once smooth silky hair no longer perfect.
Her red eyes stung from crying so much. She took a deep breath before standing up. The small muscular girl would do anything to get her mind off things. So, if that means tearing the place apart inch by inch, then so be it.
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Holaa peopleeee! So this is more of a filler chapter because we are going to be Newt next chapter! I also just wanted to give you more of a look into Clove's life as well! - Cleo <3
