I smiled as the boys and I laughed. Fry was making funny faces as he told us a story from the Glade. I looked back out at the camp and squinted at the setting sun where a figure was slowly growing bigger.
"You guys, what's that?" I pointed and they looked. It was getting closer and closer to us. And I noticed there were a few of them.
"Looks kinda like burgs." Newt muttered as we watched the shapes. As they got closer we saw he was right.
"Shit." I cussed as we all stood up. They flew above and an explosion went off. I felt my hand be ripped from Minho's as I was flung backwards.
"(Y/N)!" I heard him shout as I hit the ground. I groaned and tried to stand back up. Another explosion rang out, causing my ears to ring. Someone grabbed my arm and pulled me up.
"Come on!" Newt shouted as he helped me up. The other two boys joined us and I gripped Minho's hand once again. The four of us ran down the hill and I saw the camp go up in flames. The helicopters hovered as everyone ran around screaming. WICKED guards were shooting people with their electric guns, stunning everyone. People were falling all over.
"Where's Thomas?" Fry shouted as we ducked behind some barrels.
"Harriet! Ammo!" We heard Vince shout as he fired from his gun and we ran over.
"Vince! Harriet!" Minho called and they saw us.
"Come on!"
"Over here!" We got to the truck they were hiding on and ducked down.
"How can we help?" I asked as someone shot at us.
"You need to cover us!" Harriet yelled as she moved crates.
"Ammo!" Vince screamed and turned to Minho. "Hey! Do you know how to use this thing?" The boy nodded. "Cover me!" I grabbed a gun and the other two boys did the same. We took up defensive positions and fired. I jumped up onto the bed of the truck and fired over the top at the WICKED guards coming towards us. "This fifty's our only chance!"
"Vince, hurry up! There's too many of them." Newt said as we fired. I struck a man in the chest and he fell backwards, dead. I didn't stop, continuing to shoot the guards before they could shoot us.
"I'm out!" Fry shouted and I covered him. I saw a guard holding an electric bomb.
"Look out!" I screamed, shooting the man. But it was too late. The bomb sailed through the air and landed in the bed of the truck.
"Shit!" Vince screamed as it went off. Electricity coursed through my body and I collapsed. It felt worse than the lightning. I barely registered someone pulling me to my feet, moving somewhere and being forced down onto my knees. My vision returned and I noticed I was on the ground next to my friends. Minho was on my right, Newt on my left. I didn't see Thomas, Brenda or Jorge. Hopefully they got out. A guard dragged Sonya past me and set her next to Aris before another scanned the back of her neck.
"Line them up right here! On their knees!"
"Put some eyes up on that ridge."
"B-4." The man spoke.
"How many did we get?" An unwelcome familiar voice said and I looked up. Ratman.
"A-5." He scanned Newt.
"All of them. Give or take." A guard said as they looked at us. I felt someone grab the back on my neck and I tried to shake them off but they still scanned.
"A-8."
"Give or take what?"
"Well, they lost a few." The scanner moved onto Minho who put up a fight.
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Lightning Strikes Twice
Fanfiction(Y/N) and the Gladers are back. But now instead of running from Grievers in the maze they are fleeing from WICKED across the scorch, all while dodging Cranks. They find themselves crossing a dangerous new terrain and trying not to get captured once...