Subject A11, Otherwise known as a huge pain in the ass for W.I.C.K.E.D
The Subject's name is (Y/n), She was sent into the Maze purely by accident but her friends dying wasn't an accident.
"I'm getting out of here, It's only a matter of time"
She wa...
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"Can you believe it!" (Y/n) laughed as she leaned against the fence to the carrot field
"No... No, I can't believe it" Zart grumbled as he tried to pull out one of the carrots while he crouched on the other side of the fence "So what else happened?"
"He said that lady's day is just an excuse for me to complain" (Y/n) groaned as she turned around and leaned on the fence with her back to it
"Well is it?" Chuckled the Keeper as he finally pulled the carrot up and glanced at the (H/c)
"It is, But what does it matter to him?" (Y/n) asked as she turned to look back at Zart who gave her a bored smile before the two heard angry screaming, "I think that one's for me..."
The only thing (Y/n) could hear was her breathing, Her hands were trembling as she stood in between Thomas and Minho, Her (E/c) eyes were glued to the ground of the Council Hall as her beating heart didn't slow down
"Cearful..." Thomas whispered as he pulled Chuck closer to himself
"Where are the rest...?" (Y/n) whispered worriedly as she looked up at the Greenie whose brown eyes watched her (E/c) once that flickered with worry
The footsteps of the Griever made everybody inside the Council Hall uneasy, All of the Gladers hurdled into a small circle with (Y/n) pushed somewhere closer to the middle.
"Stay back, Guys" Thomas muttered as he stood in front of (Y/n) with a spear in hand, Everything was a blur to the point she didn't know what was happening and to the point where the footsteps of the Griever on the roof was making her blood stop circling
"Move... Move..." Newt ordered quietly as he pushed the crowd to a different corner of the hut, The weight of the Griever on the roof made it creak under his body as some dust filled the room
"Oh!" One of the Gladers yelped when the tail of the Greiver punched a small hole through the roof and grabbed onto a pole that held the whole thing together
"Augh" (Y/n) groaned when the roof opened up and slapped them in the face as they fell like bowling pins "Is everybody alright?" She asked while slowly sitting up, It was dark and she could bearly recognize the Glader beside her
"Help!" A voice called making (Y/n) look down to see Clint reaching out to her from under the fallen roof
"Hey, Grab him!" Fry called from the side as he coughed out the dust that infiltrated his lungs
"Come, Hold on!" (Y/n) called as she slid on the broken pieces of wood toward the Med-Jack
"Help!" Clint screamed as his lower body was buried under the planks
