The rivers daughter

13- he killed chuck

⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING!! Mentions of scars on wrist!

The bustling sounds of busy streets fills my ears as we push through the crowd of people just outside W.C.K.D's borders. "This place has really gone through hell," Jorge says as he catches up to Thomas.

"We just gotta stay together," Thomas replies, glancing at Jorge. All of a sudden, the sound of a man yelling through a loudspeaker comes from behind us.

We turn around to see a car covered in people driving through the crowd, men with guns and masks sitting at the back. One specific guy watches us as they drive off... he looks weirdly familiar.

Thomas steps forward and I do the same, however, a faint glow on the back of his neck catches my attention. I glance at his neck and see the W.C.K.D mark glowing on the back of his neck.

I avert my eyes, turning my focus to the drones flying above us in an attempt to distract myself from the sinking feeling that fills my stomach.

They know, they know he's here now...

A feeling of guilt, trepidation, and overall, shitty vibes consume me. I can't do anything without telling them the truth about my parents. That would only complicate things.

I glance at Newt, seeing if he noticed the glow or not. Luckily, it appears he hadn't noticed. I pick at an old scar on my wrist, zoning out for a second before being brought back to reality when the others begin walking off.

Eventually, we make it through to where protesters are swarming the entry point we'll be using. "That's it! That's our way in!" Thomas tells us as he hurries forward.

We all follow, Jorge following the closest. "Thomas! This is not what you're looking for!" He yells as he catches up. "All these people trying to find there way in... you think you're gonna find something they can't?" He questions.

However, Jorge's words don't have any effect on Thomas' determination. "Came this far. I'm not turning back now," Thomas says, continuing to walk forward.

I glance behind myself to see where Newt, Frypan, and Brenda were, only to notice that a couple meters back... the masked men were watching us.

We push through to the front, my heart faltering as I stare at the building. "Hey, guys, we gotta go. Now!" Newt says, pointing out the masked men.

"They've been following us for a while!" I say, staring specifically at the one trudging directly towards us. Jorge pulls out his gun but everyone's attention falters as the sound of metal creaking.

We turn to look back at the walls, only to see giant cannon-like things being aimed at us. The protesters begin screaming and running, we follow close behind.

We run back through the small tunnel we came through, the large concrete infrastructure blocking the bombs from hitting us. As we continue forward, the masked men begin grabbing us and forcing us into vehicles.

The journey in the vans is rocky and honestly, quite nerve wracking. I stare across the vehicle at the masked men, taking notice of the lack of W.C.K.D merchandise on them.

They must not be with W.C.K.D...

The vans slow to a halt and someone bangs on the back of the vehicle, opening the door then yelling at us to get out. As we get out, Jorge jumps on one of the men, punching him repeatedly and asking where Brenda is.

The other men begin grabbing the boys, holding them back but letting Brenda and I stand freely. Good day to be a girl, I guess..?

My heart clenches as I see the look of fatherly love on Jorge's face as he sees Brenda again. Meanwhile, my dad is trying to kill me and my friends...

"Everybody relax!" One of the guards says, the one who was staring at us from on top the van earlier. "We're all on the same side here!"

Thomas pushes a man off him, "hey, what do you mean same side? Who the hell are you?" He questions angrily. The guard stares at us before removing his mask and looking at Thomas.

"Hey, Greenie," he says, giving Thomas a slight nod. Thomas stares at the man for a few seconds, "Gally?" He mutters. I glance at Newt and Frypan, seeing the both of them look at this Gally guy with a similar look.

My jaw drops slightly as I remember watching Gally be sent up to Maze A. Sitting on my mothers lap, watching in excitement as if it were just a tv show... little did I know, that would be my future.

All of a sudden, Thomas charges forward, punching Gally in the face. Gally falls to the ground and Thomas pins him down. "Stop! It's alright!" Gally yells from under Thomas.

Thomas raises his fist in preparation to punch him again but Newt rushes over, grabbing his fist before he can do anything. "Whoa, whoa, whoa! Stop! Stop it!" Newt says firmly.

"He killed Chuck," Thomas says, his voice breathy and pained. "Yeah, I know," Newt says, "I remember. I was there too, alright? But I also remember that he was stung and half out of his mind."

Newt glances around at the men with guns that surround them. "Just calm down, alright?" He says, his voice quieter and softer than before.

Frypan places his hand on Thomas' shoulder as he stands up, distancing himself from Gally without looking away. I watch as Gally stands up, rubbing his face.

"Kind of had that coming." He shrugs, "anybody else? Fry? Newt?" He asks. Suddenly, Jorge chimes in again. "Do you know this guy?" He asks Frypan.

"He was an old friend," Frypan responds, staring at Gally just like Thomas was. "How?" Newt asks, his voice strained and shaky. "How is this possible? I don't- We watched you die.."

"No, you left me to die," Gally says, "and if we hadn't found you when we did, you'd be dead right now." He looks around at each and every one of us. "What the hell are you doing here?"

Newt takes a breath, "Minho," he begins. "W.C.K.D has him here... we're looking for a way in," he explains to Gally.

Gally glances at Thomas before looking back at Newt, "I can help with that," he says. "Follow me." He turns slightly but Thomas interrupts him.

"I'm not going anywhere with you," Thomas says. Gally looks at him with a slightly exasperated expression, "suit yourself," he says. "But I can get you through those walls."

I glance at Thomas, gently placing a hand on his arm. "Let's just hear him out," I say softly, watching Thomas' expressions closely. He turns to me, a look of trepidation on his face.

"Fine," he sigh, "but one singular thing goes wrong, and we're leaving." I give him a small, encouraging smile. Gally nods and gestures for us to follow him.

A/N:
School is back on the 28th of January for me so I'm trying to get as much of this out now. Also, I'm probably going to start working on either a Teen Wolf fanfic next or a Maze Runner AU. Not 100% sure but yeah! 🫶🏻