His Chocolate Eyes - Newtmas

Chapter 1.

Thomas POV

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I woke up in a cage like box. There were flashing red lights all around me, as the box went up. It was an elevator, there were boxes all around me, with the letters "W.C.K.D" on them.

Who am i?! Why can't I remember anything? Who put me here, why did they put me here? How did I get here! I start to panic, when I try to get up, almost falling back down, when I suddenly fell back down. I felt whatever I had consumed earlier come back up my throat, as I get in my hands and knees and throw up.

I try and push myself up, laying against some boxes, when I heard a noise, and instantly turn my head to see where it came from, just to see some sort of animal in a cage. I push myself away in fear, and lay against the wall of the elevator. I shut my eyes, shaking, and try to get myself together.

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It felt like an eternity, though from what I could tell it had been about half an hour maybe,when the red, flickering lights turned off, and a loud alarm started beeping. I cover my ears as hard as I could, my knees at my chest when I felt the elevator slow down just the slightest. I look up, and see a roof, and start to panic once again. Was this the end? I think to myself, before suddenly stopping just in front of the roof. Someone opens it, and I hide my face, the sudden brightness of the outside world blinding me, I shield my eyes, but peek out, and see around maybe 40-50 boys looking down at me. One jumps down, he was tall, looked around 17,had light brown hair, and unique eyebrows.His eyes were blue, he wore a dirty orange shirt, and brown pants.

"Welcome to the Glade, Greenie"

He says, before pulling me up, and throwing me out of the box.
I look up, now laying on the ground, there were many boys surrounding me.

"He looks like a slopper! "

They laugh at me, I try and look around, and see a boy with dirty blonde hair. He somewhat stood put from the rest. His eyes were a chocolate brown, his smile bright, as he laughed at me. he had a light beige shirt, with an orange tank top underneath, he was dirty, his clothes stained with dirt. From the looks of it I would assume he were about 15.I snap out of my staring, and get up to my feet, before slowly backing away, and taking a run for it. 

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I ran as fast as I possibly could, I hear someone call out "We got a runner!" but ignored it. I ran and ran, before tripping over my own legs and face planting. I hear them all laugh, when I get up, and start to look around. There were huge concrete walls, covered with vines at the top and bottom. There were 4 openings, which led to darkness, I felt a pang of curiousity. 

What was out there? How come everyones out here, not there..?

The blonde boy from earlier walked up with another person. I realized he was slightly limping. The other man had short hair, pretty much a buzzcut, which was a very dark brown.

How can I remember what a buzzcut is..? Why do I remember a buzzcut, but not where I learned about it...?

He seemed to be 17 also.

"Welcome to the Glade, greenie. I'm Alby."

He says, I look over at the shorter boy when he speaks up.

"Nice to meet you Greenie. Y'know, after that dash you made, I thought you might have the chops to be a runner. 'Till you face planted."

He had a quite heavy accent. It seemed familiar, but I couldn't remember why. I think its British..? Maybe.

I finally spoke up.

"Why am I here? Did you kidnap me?! Why can't I remember anything?!What the hell is a runner?!"

The blonde boy put his hand on my shoulder, and tried to calm me down.

"This is normal, we were all like you once. Scared, confused, lost. You should get your name back in about 2 days-"

"Thomas. My names Thomas."

"Oh! I see you got your name already."

"Newt, go get Chuck, ill briefly explain to Thomas."

Alby speaks up. Newt walks away, but I cant help to look back. Something about him made me want to know more of him. I listen as Alby explains the rules to me, when i look back at Newt again, and at Alby. He informs me that i start at the Bloodhouse tomorrow with Winston, the Keeper of the Slicers. I tried to ask what in the world a slicer is, but Alby didn't seem to be open to questions.

He leaves, and a small boy, about 13, walks up. He had orange, short, curly hair. He had freckles on his cheeks, he was chubby and short. 

"Im guessing you're Chuck..?"

"Yep! I was the greenie before you. Come on, Im supposed to put up your hammock!" 

I follow Chuck to the forest, where there were many hammocks. I watch him tie the material to its hooks and start to talk about when he got here, but i had fazed out. Eventually, my curiosity got the best of me, and i walked away. I heard him call after me, but i ignored him, heading straight for the gaps in the walls.

He caught up to me, and started talking.

"Dude, where are you going?"

"I just want to see.."

"Alright... But you cant go in."

"I wont."

I approach the opening and look in, there was a long stone hallway, I get closer, in front of the entrance, before I got flung to the ground. It was the boy from earlier, the one who pulled me out of the box i arrived in. I hit my head pretty hard on the ground, and felt a familiar liquid trickling down my head. His words were quite incoherant, my ears were ringing. I see the Brit from earlier run up and help me sit up, his warm hands on me. One was holding my back up, the other was holding the side of my head. I felt a bit warm on the inside, but brushed it off as just the wound i had suffered. He scolds the boy, whos name turned out to be Gally, for how badly he had injured me, and helps me up, holding my arm, and supporting me on our walk to the MedJacks... or whatever he had called it...

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1025 words :3

A/N 

this is my first time writing a fanfic in 3 years lol, and back then i was trash, so i hope its not that bad!