𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐇 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝘇𝗲 𝗿𝘂𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗿

31.. my hand was the one you reached for

The guards around them started receiving new orders, their conversations becoming more serious and focused.

"Attention all units," a voice crackled over the intercommunications. "We have confirmation that the targets have been located. The mission is a go."

Another guard added, "All personnel are to report to the loading area for equipment distribution. Do not forget to wear your full protection gear, including gas masks. This is not a drill."

Matt, Vicky, Luke, and Hugo exchanged a glance, all of them processing the new information.

WCKD had found their targets, and the mission was underway. The guards were preparing for the attack.

Matt tensed, his jaw clenching. "This is it," he said quietly. "They're going after the Gladers."

★

The Gladers, hidden in their hideout, noticed the sky darkening as the bergs appeared. They exchanged worried looks, their hearts sinking as they realized the weight of the situation.

Thomas, his face set in a determined expression, looked from one member of the group to the next. "Looks like we have company," he said quietly.

Vivian, her hand firmly clenched around her bow, looked up at the sky, her eyes narrowed. "Brace yourselves," she said, her voice quiet but commanding. "They've found us."

The bergs moved closer, their metallic forms like a massive flock of birds descending upon the Gladers' hiding spot. The aircrafts moved as one unit, their engines humming ominously in the air.

The Gladers felt a chill run through them as the bergs began to cover their base, their shadows blocking out the faint sunlight. The threat was all too real now; WCKD had found their location, and the conflict was about to begin.

Thèrèse's gaze lingered on the aircraft as they covered the sky, her expression hardening. Memories of her time in WCKD surfaced, memories she had tried to suppress for so long. Her hands clenched involuntarily into fists, and anger began to simmer beneath her calm demeanor.

The Gladers lined up in front of their base, their faces determined and resolute. They stood side by side, a united front against the threat that was fast approaching.

Thomas stood at the front of the group, flanked by Gally, Minho, Frypan, Aris, Teresa, Nancy, and the others. All eyes were focused on the sky above, where the bergs were steadily moving closer.

As the berg soared through the air, Vicky, Matt, Hugo, and Luke felt a mix of anticipation and nervousness.

The aircraft was eerily quiet, the only sounds coming from the humming of the engines and the occasional crackle of communication through the speakers.

Vicky looked around the berg, taking in the sight of the other soldiers preparing for battle. Many of them were checking their gear, readying themselves for the upcoming confrontation.

Around them, the soldiers were arming themselves for the mission. Matt, Vicky, Luke, and Hugo joined the others in preparing themselves. They pulled on their protective gear, securing masks and helmets to cover their faces. Some checked their weapons and ammunition, while others silently prepared their minds for the battle ahead.

As the four of them got geared up, Vicky formulated a plan in her mind. She knew they needed to act fast and take control of the situation. She looked around at the soldiers, the equipment, and then at the controls.

She knew she had to prioritize the guards in the aircraft, incapacitating them to take control. Then, she would have access to the aircraft's weapons systems, allowing her to fire upon the other bergs in the sky.