Chapter song: Space song- Beach House
Janson grabbed my arm but immediately let go. Confused, I turned around to see Thomas, clutching the C4 Jorge gave him earlier,
"Everyone stand back!" He yelled. The second Janson let go of me I ran, scrambling to reach the others. As I got to them, Newt grabbed me, pulling me close to him,
"Hold your fire!" Janson ordered, afraid one of his soldiers would shoot me.
"Let them go.." Thomas ordered, gesturing to the kids who were already getting loaded up onto a jet,
"I made a deal with them!" Teresa stepped in, taking a step or two forward, "They promised we'd be safe, all of us" She said, looking me in the eyes as she spoke. I didn't trust her for a second, and thankfully neither did Thomas,
"It's true, it was her only condition" Paige added in. I don't know if they thought they were doing something, but they definitely weren't,
"Can you two just, shut up?" I asked but Newt pulled me back,
"Quit drawing attention to yourself" He muttered quietly, making me roll my eyes
"Thomas, do you really want them to die?" Teresa asked, hoping it would get him to give up,
"We're with you Thomas" Frypan told him, giving Thomas his confidence back,
"Do it Thomas, we're ready" Newt agreed. Thomas looked back at us, then at me. I nodded at him, smiling slightly. If I was going to die, may as well make it cool right?
"Get back!" Thomas yelled throwing the C4 towards the men, giving us a mere few seconds to five out the way before blowing it. I swear I went deaf for a brief moment but the hellish noise of gunshots quickly made me realise it was only temporary. I looked up to see Janson, holding a gun to Vince's head,
"What a waste" He muttered. I groaned to myself for my stupidity as I found myself running towards the two. Rule number 4 dumbass!,
"I can't say the same about you" I muttered before shakily shooting at the man. He doubled over in pain as blood trickled from his shoulder, I had hit him.
"Vince get outta here!" I yelled at the man, who scrambled to his feet as I continued shooting at any other soldiers as they approached us. I felt a harsh arm grab me. I almost let go of my pistol, shoving it into my holster before anyone realised. I looked up to see a random soldier grabbing me, pulling me towards the jet. Out of the dust, I saw Minho running towards me,
"Minho what are you doing? get the hell out of here!" I shouted but it was no use, there was no stopping him. He punched the soldier holding me, making me let go,
"Y/n go! Run!" He ordered as multiple people grabbed onto him, pulling him towards the jet,
"Minho?!" I yelled, watching in pain as they shoved him into the jet, "no.." I breathed, watching as Janson stared me down as the jet took off, flying into the distance.
Despite the fight happening early night, it wasn't until the next morning someone finally broke the silence. I had been sat on a rock all night, replaying everything that had happened to me over and over. I know I shouldn't but I couldn't help it. My while life I had learnt to supress my feelings, turn off my emotions in a way, but this somehow felt different. It was like Eric, all over again.
"You shouldn't blame yourself, Minho was always stubborn" I heard Newt say, walking up to me,
"I was going to leave ya know," I said, glancing up at the boy who stared down at me, "After you met back up with Tommy and Brenda at the club, I was supposed to leave. I don't know why I didn't" I said, shaking my head. I hated it, I hated feeling like this but if I hadn't been so selfish and left like I was meant to, Minho would still be here, they would all be together.
"I know.." He muttered, "Come on, we're trying to figure out what to do next" Newt said, putting his hand out to help me up. I took it gladly, smiling to myself ever so slightly.
Vince was to next person to talk to me believe it or not. I saw him approaching me from a distance and a slight wave of panic washed over me,
"I guess I was wrong about you" He said apologetically, "I'm sorry" He put his hand out and I shook it firmly,
"I'm sorry about your loss" I had overheard some people say his partner got shot in front of him, even if we did get off on the wrong foot, I still apologised
"I uh, found this in the rubble, thought you might want it back" He moved to the side, revealing my backpack,
"Oh my god! I- thank you!" I gasped, searching it, realising it still had everything in, including my weapons, which I very quickly strapped back onto my legs and back,
"What do we do now?" Newt asked, a smile on his face after watching me receive my stuff,
"Well, we pick up what's left of us, stick to the plan, and get you kids to the safe haven" Vince explained, picking up any remains of supplies and bags, loading them in any trucks which hadn't been completely destroyed,
"I'm not going with you" Thomas announced, staring off into the distance,
"What?" Newt asked,
"I made a promise to Minho, I wouldn't leave him behind. I have to go after him" He explained, tightening the straps on his bag, I sighed to myself, I was very quickly breaking my rules,
"I'm coming with you" I told him, walking over to where he was stood,
"No you can't, it's too dangerous. They clearly want you more than most of us" Thomas denied but I shook my head,
"No, Minho's only gone because of me. Even if they do get me, fine. As long as we get him out"
"Hey you two, look around you alright? Wicked just kicked our ass. You think about where you're heading" Vince said, gesturing to the literal bomb site we stood in,
"We aren't asking anyone to come with us" I told him, shaking my head slightly,
"Thomas, y/n listen to me. I've known Minho for... well as long as I can remember . So, if there was anyway that we could help him... trust me, I would be up there standing next to you." Newt began. I had never heard one of his speeches but they were pretty convincing to be fair. Not that it mattered, I was going to get Minho back,
"This, what you're talking about... is impossible" Newt continued,
"More like suicide" Fry added,
"Not helping Fry" I informed, throwing my hands up,
"Maybe," Thomas replied, "But I know what I'm supposed to do now. This is not just about Minho, its about all of us. It's about everyone Wicked's ever taken" He continued, shooting me a look, probably talking about Eric, "Everyone they will take," shooting me another look, probably talking about me this time to be honest, "they'll never stop. They'll never stop so I'm gonna make them. I'm gonna kill Ava Paige" He finished, looking around the group,
"I'm gonna kill Janson that son of a bitch" I added,
"I have to admit... I'd like some revenge" Harriet agreed. She lost her two best friends in the span of like 10 minutes, I can only imagine how she feels,
"Well, it's a good speech guys," Vince told us, smiling between the two as we looked at each other proudly,
"So what's your plan?"
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the scorch runner
FanfictionY/n L/n is only 18 but lives each day as if it's her last... and that's because by all means it could be. She managed to escape Wicked once, but will she be able to do it again? An organisation built to destroy her generation to find themselves a cu...
