For My Help (A Minho Fan Fiction) [EDITING]

The Unexpected Device

 "Destruction can become creation." The words rolled off her tongue like she had said them a hundred times, and River figured she had. The woman sat in front of her with perfect posture. Her eyes were framed by black rimmed glasses, giving her an intelligent look.

"I know." River responded with slight attitude. The walls around her were made completely of glass. She sat on the opposite end of the table from the woman. Surrounding the room were people buzzing around, going from test area to test area.

"Without destruction, how could we recreate ourselves?" The woman ignored her and continued talking. Her voice was incredibly calm. "When I'm not feeling too... optimistic I remind myself of this. If all goes to plan, this could have been a good thing. A chance to start over."

"A good thing?" River's temper was clearly rising. "How could you consider this a good thing?"

"River, if we are going to discuss we need to be calm."

"I'm sorry." River sunk back into her chair.

"As I was saying, there is a good chance things will turn around. The subjects currently undergoing testing are showing incredible results. We most likely will not need to put you to use."

"I'm not an instrument."

"I'm sorry?"

"I'm not an instrument. Everyone talks about me around here as if I'm an instrument or a tool, nothing more. I'm no less a human being than you are."

"River, you need to understand something." The woman stood up and began to walk toward her, River followed her lead by standing up as well. "There is more at stake here than your identity. Thinking otherwise is extremely selfish." She stood close to River, looking down at her to appear intimidating.

"I'm sorry." River clearly didn't mean it. She clenched her jaw and stood tall, furious by what the woman had said to her.

"And that's how it ended." River sat at a table with Minho, explaining the dream that she had had the previous night.

"You think it could be a memory?"

"It feels like it. It felt familiar. It felt solid."

"What did she mean by 'subjects currently undergoing testing'? Did she mean us?"

"I have no idea." River sighed. "But this only proves more that there's something wrong with me. It's been in two dreams - or memories - so far. It can't be a coincidence."

"I hate to say it, but more likely than not you're right." It was silent for a few moments before Minho suddenly stood up. "Alright, lets go meet everyone else. We can deal with this later."

When they reached the map room, everyone was already there waiting for them.

"It's about time you shucks showed up!" Zart exclaimed.

"Shut up, Zart." Minho playfully hit him. "Alright, looks like today we're going in to find the griever. For those of you who haven't been in the maze before, don't wander off and stay caught up. We don't have time to stop. For those of you who have, you'll be leading at the front with me. Any questions?"

"What about Newt?" Thomas asked, throwing on a backpack.

"Chuck has got that taken care of." He didn't explain anymore, and no one bothered to ask him to. There were no more questions so Minho decided it was time to leave.

As they all headed towards the East doors, River walked with Thomas.

"I'm guessing this is the first time this many people have left the Glade at once?"

"In a group, for sure. I'm still not sure why Minho wants us all to head out." Thomas replied.

"He said he needed a team effort. I'm guessing he just wants to show off his 'amazing running skills'." She used air quotes as Thomas laughed silently.

They reached the door quickly and without a word, Minho began to run. They all followed behind him in groups of two.

They had been running for twenty minutes now, and River could barely hear anything over the sounds of everyone trying to breathe. She wasn't surprised, most of these people didn't get this much exercise in a month. Her own breathing was calm and steady as she kept the same pace as Minho, who was slightly ahead of her.

No one had said anything for a while now. When they started running there was the odd comment here or there, but now it was radio silence.

River almost slammed into Minho as he stopped abruptly right before they were about to turn a corner.

"It should be right around here." He said to the group, nodding his head towards the corner. They slowly walked around it and into the corridor. Then, they saw it.

It was huge, bigger than River had expected. It almost looked like a giant spider. The legs were long and thin and made entirely out of metal, the kind you knew could turn you into a human shish kebab with one thrust. The body of the griever was covered in slime, shining in the afternoon sun. It was lying on its stomach, arms spread out around it. It took River a moment to realize that it was squished against the pavement, guts -which were also covered in slime- peeked out of the beast.

"It's disgusting." Jeff said the words on everyone's minds.

"It's the most we've advanced in solving this thing in a long time." Minho didn't take his eyes off the creature.

"Are you sure it's dead?" Clint asked.

"Not entirely."

"Well, someone should go find out." Thomas suggested. "You wanna, River?" River's eyes widened in fear.

"No, absolutely not." Minho rejected Thomas' suggestion. "I'll do it."

He walked silently towards the creature, and River held her breath. When he reached it's side, he kicked it slightly, the jumped back. The griever didn't move.

"Wait, what's that sound?" Minho furrowed his brow, moving closer to the griever.

"Minho, if it's making a sound, that means you should back up." River hissed through her teeth.

"No, it's coming from..." His voice trailed off as he stuck a hand inside of it. A chorus of groans of disgust erupted from behind River. Minho fished around inside of it for a moment before yanking his hand out. He was holding something firmly in his grasp. Minho held up his hand to reveal what was inside.

A metal cylinder rest in his fist. On the side of it was a screen with a number, unintelligible from the distance. But even from her position, River could hear the distinct clicking sound it was making.

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Author's Note

Well this chapter is long overdue! I hope you enjoyed it cause I was pretty stuck on how to write it for a while. I had a few different ideas of what I wanted to do but ended up going with this one.

Also, holy crap! This story has reached 1k? I know that's not that much compared to others but it's totally insane for me! Thank you so much for reading this little fanfic, I appreciate it a lot.

Marin

Update (Feb 10, 2016): Just a quick note to say that this is the only detail I'm throwing in from the movie. The majority of the ending is from the book, but I wanted to do a bit of both because I know people have varying opinions.