a young girl mere the age of 14, sent to maze when she was 10 with no memory other than her name, 𝒌𝒂𝒊𝒂.
Subject B-5 The Fighter.
{aris x oc}
{scorch trails- death cure}
{maze runner}
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sᴄᴏʀᴄʜ ᴛʀᴀɪʟs ———————————————————————————
Thomas woke up with a start coming face to face with Teresa, "Hey, you're okay. Hi, We have to stop meeting like this."
"Welcome back, you ugly shank." Minho walked over smirking at Thomas. Thomas groaned getting up, seeing the rest of the group in a room.
"I suggest that you talk!" Jorge talked to Marcus who was tied up in a chair, Kaia kept a close eye watching Jorge torture Marcus from where she was leaning on the wall with her arms crossed.
"You son of a b*tch!" Marcus cursed him. Jorge quickly punched him across the face, As Thomas got up walking over.
"Damn it!"
"I'm sorry... you're going to have to leave my house." Marcus spat towards them all.
"Looks like you've been having fun." Newt sarcastically spoke to Thomas. Kaia smirked hearing Newt's comment.
"Listen. I don't enjoy hurting you. Okay?"
"I would." Kaia muttered.
"Where is the Right Arm, Marcus?" Jorge calmly asked.
"Wait, this is Marcus?" Thomas asked.
Marcus let's put a laugh, "The kid catches on quick. Are you the brains of the operation?"
Jorge pulls his head by pulling Marcus's hair, "I know you know where they're hiding. So you tell me, and I'll make you a deal. You can come with us."
"I burned that bridge a long time ago. Besides, I made my own deal. You're the one who taught me, never miss an opportunity." Marcus laughed as he talked.
Newt demanded, "What's he talking about?"
"I'm talking about supply and demand. WICKED wants all the Immunes they can get. I help provide that for them. So I lure the kids in... they get drunk, they have a good time. And then, later, WICKED comes in... they separate the wheat from the chaff." Marcus informed them all with a smirk and multiple chuckles.
"I changed my mind, hermano. I do enjoy hurting you." Jorge kicked his chair down pointing a gun at is his face, "Talk! Talk!"
"Okay! Jesus! But I'm not making any promises. These guys like to move around," Jorge pulled the chair back up, "They have an outpost in the mountains. But it's a long way away. You got half of WICKED on your ass. You're never gonna make it."
"Not on foot." Jorge nonchalantly replied, "Where's Bertha?"
"Not Bertha."
"Can I?" Kaia speaks from the spot against the wall she was leaning up, Jorge gestures for her to do so.
"What's a kid like you-" Marcus starts chuckling but stopped by grunting out in pain when Kaia harshly stabbed his thigh with one of her many knives.
"You we're saying." Kaia taunted with a smirk before twisting the knife, making him groan out in pain, she pulled it out his thigh nonchalantly wiping the blood off on her jacket, not seeing the admiring look from Aris.
