Lost ( maze runner fanfic)

Why am I here?

Disclaimer: all the ideas for this come from James Dashner. I only own Valkyrie

And no my name is not Valkyrie. I wish it was though. :( all of this book is in her POV
I used Derek Landys character name Valkyrie Cain so if you recognise it that's probably why.

This might be a crossover of SP and TMR I'll see.

Where was I? I woke up what felt like hours ago in this, what was it? Box. It was a box. I had tried to stand up, just to fall back down. I think I was moving up, although it was hard to tell.

I sat as patiently as I could. Curse my ADHD.

The only things I knew about myself was that I was ADHD and my name was Valkyrie.

Valkyrie Cain.

Odd name I know, but I can remember my old name. I used to be called Stephanie Edgley. I can vaguely remember a skeleton helping me choose my name.

Wait choose my name. Why did I change?
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After what felt like forever to me, I arrived there. Wherever 'there' was. I didn't have a clue.

I heard a creaking and a siren as the Box was opened.

Gazing down at me in astonishment was the largest crowd of boys I have ever seen.

And I was the only girl.

Oh great. I have a feeling that this will be fun. (BTW she is very sarcastic)

A boy jumped down. He had dirty blond hair and deep brown eyes. He looked like Fletcher. Whoever Fletcher was.

"What do you see Newt? What's up?"
So his name is Newt. Odd name.

"Nothing" came his reply. He must have been scared of this guy. Or under his orders at least.

As he reached his hand towards me, I knew by my instinct that I was a trained fighter. And that I had good instincts.

But I decided to trust him, for the moment at least. But the moment he moved too quickly, I would run. Run like my life would depend on it, because it probably would.

Oh god I don't feel safe here.
Gods I corrected myself. I remembered the Faceless Ones. Evil gods that only wanted to destroy people.

So of course I fought them when I was 14. I must be 16 now.
Alice. What happened to Alice?
Alice was my little sister. She was 1 when I left.

I don't think I'm supposed to be able to remember this much.

I couldn't remember most of my life, but I could remember more then I was supposed to. I knew that for certain. I decided, then and there, that I wouldn't tell the others until I deemed it safe.

Suddenly a hand was being waved in front of my face. By instinct, I chopped it away from me.

"Woah you're I feisty one, aren't you? By the way I'm Newt"
"I'm Valkyrie."
"Okay Val."
"Don't call me that"
"Fine then, why didn't you just say so"
It took all my will power not to punch his arm then. I don't like to be messed with.

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