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 ———————————————————————————
It was night when they finally took a stop after a long day at an abandoned ship in the sand, making a fire with everyone sitting around it, it was silent.
"I thought we were supposed to be immune." Minho rhetorically questioned. Aris threw more wood into the fire before sitting next to Kaia, who leaned against him with both of their hoods up.
"Not all of us, I guess." Teresa quickly answered making Newt give her a look.
"If Winston can get infected...we should assume so can the rest of us." Newt informed looking at the fire.
"I never thought I'd say it...I miss the Glade." Frypan whispered with tears on his cheeks.
It was silent the rest of the night the only sound was the fire crackling and the sound of Minho scraping wood with a knife.
Kaia and Aris slowly fell asleep leaning against each other as Aris had his arms around her protectively and Kaia had her knife tightly in her hand as she slept.
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"Hey. Hey. Get up." Thomas ordered seeing something in the distance, "Newt, get up. Come on, let's go. Frypan, Kaia, Aris. I see something."
"What is it? What..."
"You see that? It's lights." Thomas pointed out not seeing the brewing storm behind them all.
"We made it." Newt muttered in disbelief.
They all looked at the storm coming to them with lighting, "Let's go. We gotta go."
"Come on. Come on, let's go. Let's go!" They all picked up their stuff sprinting towards the lights as the storm approached behind them, lighting strikes all around them.
"Hurry! Go!"
"Run!"
"Keep moving! Come on!" Thomas yells out as they dodge the lighting.
"Let's go! Go, go, go!"
"We're getting closer! Keep going!" They are getting close to the building, when Minho gets struck straight on from the lighting.
"Oh, shi-...Minho!" Thomas rushed over trying to help pick him, as Aris and Newt help, "Come help him! Come on, get him up."
