Not just a Girl || Newt

Chapter 35

We started walking up a tall staircase towards a room. Once up we notice a guy throwing a headphone on the ground. He turned around towards us and gave us a smile.

"I only have three questions." He grabbed something to drink and poured it in a glass. "Where are you? From, where are you going and how do I profit from it?"

I rolled my eyes at the guy.

What does he want, fucking money.

I went to take a seat next to the girl with a buzzcut on the soft couch. Blame me, I am tired from the whole journey.

"Well don't answer all at the same time." The guy Jorge spoke sarcastically. "I will ask again, where are you from?"

I looked at the group still seeing no one answering. All of the sudden people started to hold down Thomas, making me stand up quickly. I grabbed a throwing knife and held it in my hand.

I walked up towards one guy, quickly placing the knife against his throat, making him release Thomas and standing straight with his hands up.

The girl grabbed something from the desk and placed it over Thomas' neck. She turned the scanner towards Jorge and the guy smiled.

"Looks like you have a big target on your back." His eyes moved towards me. "Scan her too."

"What?" I pushed the guy I was holding away from me and pulled my gun out, pointing it at them.

A guy stepped towards me. He was big and even that was an understatement even.

"I wouldn't." I heard Minho and Newt say.

To late, with a quick movement I kicked him in his knee and with the back of the gun I hit him in the face. Chaos started right after that. People were yelling and I took a guy after guy down.

Because of my memories I knew a lot more than before. Different ways to take an enemy down. It took them 3 guys to really hold me down.

They scanned the back of my head and showed it to Jorge.

"Wow." He said. "This steps up the game more."

He walked up towards me and moved my hair out of my eyes. My eyes burned into his. I would bite his finger if they didn't hold me down like this.

"The daughter of no other than the second in command at WCKD."

We eventually were hanged upside down by our feet.

"Great plan Thomas to just 'hear the guy out'." Minho told the boy.

"Shut up Minho." Said Thomas back to him. "Cassie can you use your knives?"

"And what Thomas." I said annoyed at him. "Cut my rope and let myself fall 20 stories down. I love you bro, but not that much."

"Is everyone really against me now?"

"Yes." Everyone chorused.

"I didn't know." Thomas dragged out.

"Having a fun chit chat." A voice was heard. I tried to look who it was but I knew by his annoying voice that it was Jorge.

"Splendid." Newt said sarcastically.

"My men want to sell you back to WCKD, but I am not like that." I crossed my arms, still not happy that I can't see the interaction. "I know you don't want that to happen. I also know there is a reason on why you left them. Have you heard about the Right Arm?"

"Why would we tell you anything." Frypan said quickly.

"As you can see here you are all chained up, pretty far up in the air."

I heard shuffling and felt gravity taking over me. I gave in a small yell as I am deadly afraid of heights.

Thomas quickly gave in.

"All we know is that they are near the mountains." Thomas stammered. "They attacked WCKD and got a bunch of kids, it is truly all we know."

"Well hermano, thank you for being honest." I heard steps getting further away until they were none existing.

Thomas yelled at the guy, but he never returned.

We eventually came with a plan and they started pushing Teresa. I twisted in my binding so I could finally see them doing it. If we weren't in a life or death situation I would laugh at this.

Teresa finally grabbed the handle making us drop a few feet down. With the help of each other we made it safely to the ground. I was still the only one hanging still. They went to help me but a guy stopped them.

"What are you doing." He yelled at everyone.

"We don't want to get into any trouble." Thomas said to the guy holding his hands up.

The guy didn't reply but took out a walky talky out from his pocket.

"Yo Janson, I got em, I will bring them back down for you."

"Is the girl there?" I heard the voice of Janson. I will never call him my father again.

"There are two sir." He responded back.

"Don't underestimate the blond girl." Janson simply told him.

He put the gun away and started to walk towards me, the guys following his movement. He grabbed a long stick with a curve at the end and hooked it at my rope, bringing me to the ground. I quickly untied the rope from my feet.

All eyes were on me, tracking my every movement.

Once the guy saw me standing up, standing proud at 5'5 while he was 6'2.

"You are just a little lass, aren't ya?" The guy said.

With the speed of light I gabbed one of my throwing knives and threw it at his hand, making him drop the gun with a loud scream. His knees gave out under him while he screamed at his hand that was bleeding furiously.

I walked towards him and grabbed the knife out of his hand. I used the same knife to cut his throat. His lifeless body fell to the ground, but this image didn't bother me.

I turned around to look at the boys and Teresa who had a shocked expression on their faces.

"They really have to stop underestimating me." I simply told them while wiping the blood off with the shirt of the very dead guy.

"I came to safe you, but I guess that job is already done." Was the voice of the girl with the buzzcut. "Come quick."

We didn't have a choice, knowing that Janson's men were storming inside the building.