The Scorch Trials (Fanfiction)

Chapter 7

'Chloe! Chloe!'

I woke to the sound of people calling my name. I groaned as I tried to roll over, but screamed loud and long instead. Scrabbling and scuffling came closer and soon the faces of Newt and Minho entered my vision.

'She's over here!' Minho yelled.

'Quiet down. My ears are ringing.' I mumbled.

'Nice to see you're still alive Chlo.' He grinned back.

I would have punched him, but I didn't have the strength and I was kinda stuck. I bit back another scream as the crushing weight on me increased. Dimly, I realised the other Gladers were trying to heave the rubble off me.

'We can't stay here long. The other Cranks could be coming back.' Jorge said angrily.

'I don't care! We're not leaving her! She's our best shot at actually surviving here and we've already lost too many Gladers!' Newt fired back.

Jorge grumbled something in reply but helped get the stuff off me. I hissed a bit as a piece of debris dug into my leg, but otherwise remained silent. I felt hands lift me up and carry me away from the wreckage and felt myself being gently placed face-down on a hard surface, but was barely conscious.

(Newt's POV)

I watched as Clint and Jeff patched up Chloe's injuries as best they could with the very limited supplies we had. A sudden scuffle but the doorway of the room we'd entered caught my attention.

'Get out of the way you rotten low-lives!' An angry female voice yelled.

'Viper!' Jorge yelled. 'What are you doing here?!'

A girl with black hair who looked a year or two younger than Chloe suddenly broke free of the crowd and headed towards the other girl.

'Sorry. You're not going past us.' Minho said as he blocked her path.

The strange girl smirked and within the blink of an eye, he was on the ground groaning and clutching his head. The girl stepped over him and knelt at Chloe's side, leaning over to check her pulse. Now that they were next to each other, I was astounded to see that she and the other girl were practically identical, except that the other girl's hair was just below her shoulder blades.

'Come on C, wake up.' She said, gently patting her cheeks. 'Chloe, if you die on me I'll - '

'Hey Poison.' Chloe murmured into the table.

'Nice to see you're still alive C.' The girl replied with a grin.

The rest of us watched as the girl Chloe had called 'Poison' carefully smeared this thick, white cream onto her back.

'Ouch. Whadda ya do to get that?' the other girl asked, poking the large scar on Chloe's back from her encounter with a Griever in the Maze.

'Wouldn't you like to know.' She mumbled.

She suddenly hissed in pain, flinching quite visibly. A slight grin touched my lips as I heard Chloe obviously swearing in Latin.

'Tace, vestri 'faciens ad aures meas voce cruentatur cum lingua tua*.' The strange girl said to the surprise of everyone in the room. 'Utinam ne ego quidem intellexi, sed infeliciter facio*.'

'Cui non es a iugo of amphorasJunk ruat super te*.' Chloe snapped back.

As I glanced at Minho and Jorge, I saw their mouths were open.

'Did they just have a conversation, in Latin?!' he gaped.

'Yes. Yes we did.' Chloe said. 'Guys, this is my little sister Ivy.'