Welcome to the Glade ~ TMR [1]

1 ~ The First Female

A/N: Just a little reminder, I'm not a great writer but have great imagination, so I'm trying my best to make it as similar as possible as I could.

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The young girl looks around 14 years old and has long-ish wavy blonde hair that stuck to her forehead and neck and is covered in sweats as her breathing laboured and her palms felt sweating. She tried to stand up but stumbled forward as she felt the shook underneath her. She leaned onto one of the crates for support, and she scanned around her surroundings to only find that she inside sort of what, elevator? But she noticed that the lift was moving fast by seconds as she craned her neck to look up, seeing there's nothing but pitch black with the lights on sides a long way up. She looks around her surroundings once again in a dark metal box, hoping to find something to help her in some way, but there's only crates, a lot of supplies, and... animals? She shook her head. She felt her heart would burst anytime now. Her breathing got heavily, but that wasn't the worst of it. She couldn't remember anything, she couldn't remember her life, her parents and... her name.

Sudden, the metal box hit something or more like crashed into something just enough to knock her down hard. She yelped out in pain and carefully cradled her elbow to her chest, and then she heard the loud noise above her as she looked up. The door is being opened from the above. She whinced and quickly put hand up to stop the brightness from her eyes, and then she slowly adjusted her eyes to the brightness as she moved away her hand from her face to find more than forty boys standing round. There were gasps coming from the boys. Once they saw the first female in the box, she heard them whispers, but only that she could make out what they were saying about her...

Is it a girl?

She's cute

She's definitely hot

Can't wait to put my hands on her

She's good for us

There were laughing along the lines, she got scared as the tears started to form in her eyes. She screamed as one of the boys jumped down, and she backed away from him quickly and whimpered. The blonde boy put his hands up to show her that he won't hurt her, "Hey, I'm not gonna hurt you." The blonde boy spoke with strangely accent as he kneeled down in front of the girl but kept it in his distance. She didn't trust him and kept her eyes on the boys above her, cautious. The blonde boy looked up, "Hey, give us a minute." He told them.

"Newt, we -" The big and buff guy said.

"Can't you see that she's scared." Newt spoke calmly.

"We all were the same." Again, same guy spoken.

"Gally, she's a girl." The asian guy said.

"Alright, enough, let's go." The black guy said, giving Newt a nod before leaving with the rest of the boys, back to work.

Newt looked back to the girl, "See, they're gone. You're safe now." He spoken in soft voice. The girl doesn't say anything to him but stares. "I'm Newt, do you... remember your name?" He asked. The girl shook her head, "That's okay, we all don't remember as well when we all came up in the box just like you did. But you will get your name back in a day or two." The girl nodded slowly and tried to get comfortable but winced in pain as there was shooting pain in her elbow, Newt concerned, "Are you hurt?" He asked, worried. The girl nodded with small whimpers, "Can I look?" He asked as he slowly leaned forward to approaching her, but she backed away quickly, making him freeze in his spot with his hands up, "Whoa, hey, hey, I'm sorry." He said, "I meant what I said before, I'm not gonna hurt you, okay?" He reassured her.

"Not what those guys said so." The girl finally spoke for the first time but sound hoarsely. Newt seemed surprised that she finally spoke for the first time.