The Maze Runner Reacts and Oneshots

Thomas reacts to you Killing a Griever

It was an unusually tense day in the maze, the kind where every shadow felt like it might hold a lurking danger. You had been running with Thomas and Minho, trying to stay sharp and focused. 

The three of you had been moving quickly, navigating the twists and turns with practiced ease. The eerie silence that often preceded a Griever encounter was broken only by the sounds of your heavy breaths and the shuffling of your feet.

As you rounded a corner, Thomas's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of movement. A Griever—a monstrous, nightmarish creature with a spiked, rolling body—emerged from the shadows, its presence immediately sending a jolt of adrenaline through you. Minho and Thomas acted instinctively, but this time, the situation was different. You were the closest to the Griever.

Without thinking, you grabbed the weapon you had been carrying—a sharpened piece of metal scavenged from the maze—and faced the creature with a fierce determination. 

Thomas and Minho shouted warnings and encouragement, but the world seemed to narrow down to just you and the Griever.

The battle was fierce and intense. The Griever lunged and snapped, its spikes glinting menacingly. You dodged and struck, your heart pounding with every movement. There was a raw, primal energy in the fight as you maneuvered around the Griever, using every ounce of strength and skill you had. The Griever's roars echoed through the maze, a terrifying sound that seemed to shake the walls.

Finally, with a decisive strike, you managed to land a blow that pierced the Griever's vulnerable underbelly. It let out a final, shuddering cry before collapsing to the ground, its body twitching and then falling still. The immediate danger had passed, and the maze fell eerily silent once more.

Breathing heavily, you stood over the defeated Griever, your hands trembling with the aftershock of the battle. Minho and Thomas rushed to your side, their faces a mix of shock and awe.

"Y/n!" Thomas exclaimed, his voice a blend of relief and disbelief. "You did it! You actually killed a Griever!"

Minho, who had been surveying the area with a cautious eye, finally allowed himself to relax. 

He slapped you on the back, a wide grin spreading across his face. "That was insane! I didn't think you had it in you. You're a shucking beast!"

Thomas's gaze was intense, and there was a mixture of admiration and concern in his eyes. 

He reached out and placed a hand on your shoulder, his grip firm but reassuring. "Are you alright? That was... I mean, that was incredible, but it was also really dangerous."

You nodded, still catching your breath. "I'm fine. Just a bit shaken up, I guess. I didn't expect to actually take one down."

Thomas's expression softened, and he offered a reassuring smile. "You were amazing out there. We've faced Grievers before, but seeing you take one on like that... it's something else. You've got real guts."

Minho's grin was infectious, and he added, "Yeah, seriously. You've just raised the bar for all of us. Next time we face a Griever, we'll know we've got a top-notch fighter on our side."

Thomas gave a thoughtful nod, his eyes still locked on you. "Just... don't push yourself too hard, okay? We need you in one piece. That was impressive, but it was also really dangerous."

You smiled, feeling a mix of pride and exhaustion. "Thanks, Thomas. I'll keep that in mind."

Minho clapped you on the back again, his enthusiasm unwavering. "Alright, let's get out of here before any more Grievers show up. We've had enough excitement for one day."

As the three of you made your way back to the Glade, the adrenaline began to wear off, leaving you with a deep sense of accomplishment. Thomas and Minho's support and recognition of your bravery were more than just comforting—they were a testament to how far you had come and how much you had earned your place among them.

The maze had always been a place of danger and challenge, but with friends like Thomas and Minho by your side, you felt ready to face whatever came next.