The Scorch Trials (Fanfiction)

Chapter 11

(Newt's POV)

Minho and I watched with the others as Group B took Thomas away. A groan from behind us snapped us out of our daze.

'Where are – right.'

We watched as Ivy gently helped her sister move into a sitting position.

'What in the name of all things deadly happened?!' Chloe demanded, injured, but still fighting.

'A spear-thrust to the shoulder-blades and a nasty blow to the head.' Ivy replied.

Chloe closed her eyes, muttering in Latin. Her sister swatted her on the leg and told her to stop swearing.

'Oww! Oi, watch it!' Chloe yelped as her sister began cleaning the cut on her back.

'Stop moving.' Ivy retorted.

Tuning out to the two sisters, Minho, Jorge, Brenda and I began discussing what to do.

'We could send one of them to spy on them.' Jorge suggested, gesturing to the two sisters.

'That's probably not a good idea. Especially with Chloe getting wounded again. And we also kinda need them here' I put in.

'Good point.' Brenda agreed.

The sound of Ivy yelling and Chloe swearing in Latin made the four of us turn around. Chloe had somehow managed to get to her feet (using her weapons to support herself) and was arguing loudly with her sister.

'I'm fine! We need to keep heading towards the Safe Haven!' Chloe argued.

'No, you need to rest properly. You've been on your feet, with minimal sleep, for the past five days! You've received a bullet to the shoulder, gotten your head bashed in with a spear shaft and a cut between you shoulder-blades with another spear! You need to rest so you can heal!' Ivy yelled back.

'Okay, that sounds worse when you say it like that.' Chloe muttered.

'Chloe, she's right: you need to rest. We still have quite some time until the deadline.' I said.

She glared at us before plonking back onto the ground and replying. 'There. I've rested. Now we're going.'

She got to her feet and began jogging in the direction of the Safe Haven. Ivy sighed before sprinting after her sister to catch up. The rest of us groaned before following the two sisters.

'She's gonna kill herself at this rate.' I muttered.

(Time skip: Three days later)

(Chloe's POV)

Today was the deadline to reach the Safe Haven. I don't know exactly how many more miles we had to cover, but it shouldn't be too much further.

'What's that?'

The sudden voice broke my train of thought. Looking backwards, I saw one of the Gladers pointing to something over in the East. As I cast my gaze to that direction, I saw a dust cloud (very similar to the last) that I could have sworn had shapes moving around in it.

'It must be Group B.' Ivy said.

'When they're close enough, I'm gonna destroy all their spears.' I growled quietly.

I could picture Poison, Newt and Minho rolling their eyes but didn't turn around to check.

'If it's Group B, then they must have Thomas with them.' Minho reasoned.

'Or they could have killed him back at their camp and strung up his organs.' Poison shrugged. Everyone but me turned around to stare at her.

'What?' she asked, looking around. 'They could have.'

I snickered as I continued running.

'Hey, guess what?' I casually threw over my shoulder. 'I haven't killed myself yet. I haven't even collapsed yet.'

'Yet being keyword.' Newt muttered.

'Oh relax Mister Grumpy-Pants.' I grumbled.

I heard him swear at me but ignored it. We continued running for another hour or so before stopping for a break. Now the dust-cloud was close enough that we could definitely see that it was Group B.

'Right, now that they're close enough, I'm gonna "liberate" their spears.' I growled.

'Nu-uh. You're gonna stay right here.' Newt said, making a grab for me, but I was already gone; having vanished into the ground.

'Why does she always do stuff like that?!' I heard him groan.