Bella's P.O.V.
I awoke to darkness and felt as if, nails slowly driving into my skull from all directions.
"Thomas?" I whispered. No response.
I moved around in the darkness. Suddenly a light came on, bright and stabbing. I squeezed both my eyes shut, then opened one just enough to squint through, and I could see an unconscious Thomas on the ground.
"Oh my god, Thomas" I say as I ran over towards him. I didn't really know what to do so I slapped him on the face.
He let out a groan. "Ow!"
"Thank goodness your alright" I say while caressing his cheek. What am I even doing?
Thomas gazes into my eyes.
Suddenly the door bursts open and in comes the guy with the grey long hair and the tattoos and piercings, and so does a woman with long blonde hair tied up.
"Well isn't this romantic!" The grey haired man says sarcastically.
"What do you want from us?" I demanded.
"To bring Thomas back to Wicked and we will get our award, and you" he says looking at me. "We will have to kill you." He points the gun towards me.
"She's with him" the ponytail woman says. "We can't kill her yet."
"Can't we discuss this" Thomas says.
"Alright, fine" the grey haired man says putting away his gun.
Thomas nodded his head at me.
I suddenly kicked the grey haired man in the nuts. He let out a hurtful cry and fell to the floor. The ponytailed woman was just about to lunge at me when Thomas suddenly hit her over the head with a glass bottle,
"Come on" he says and takes my hand in his.
We run out of the the large building the Cranks put us in. We ran through the place we saw the Wicked graffiti.
"Thomas! Bella!"A voice suddenly shouts.
We turn to the other side, to see the rest of the Gladers, Minho,Jorge, Brenda, Allison, Peter and Newt.
We start running straight towards them until someone shouts.
"Hey!"
The shout came from behind us, loud and screechy, filled with more than a hint of lunacy. Thomas and I spun around to see the ponytail woman, with blood trickling down her forehead and then the grey haired man clutching one hand onto his privates, the other hand he held a gun. It was pointed directly at Thomas.
Before Thomas could even move I jumped in front of him. The gunshot rocked the narrow alley with a thunderous boom.
I felt a rip of pain in my stomach.
The impact knocked me back, me landing straight into someone's arms.
Thomas's.
Somehow through the pain and muffled buzz in my ears, I heard the gun fire again, then the sound of grunts and punches, followed by metal clacking across the cement.
I could see Brenda punching the living crap out of the woman. The grey haired man was already dead.
I gazed down at the damage. There was blood all over my top.
Someone lifted up my top. I could then see the gooey red blob, blood was pouring from the wound.
"Bella, Bella, oh shit no, Bella" Newt says.
"Jorge you need to help her" I think that was Allison's voice.
"I'm sorry there's nothing I can do she's losing loads of blood" he says.
"Bella, please listen to me, you can fight this, your a fighter, your a survivor" Newt says.
I could feel water dripping on my face. He was crying.
"Its ok" I whisper.
Newt takes my hand in his.
"You need to survive this, Bells, I can't loose you."
"I'm so sorry, Newt" I mumble.
"Bella, please, listen to Newt, don't give up" Thomas says.
"I love you" Thomas whispers into my ear.
"Come on Bells you can do it" I think that was Minhos voice.
"I'm not scared, I'm not scared of death" I say.
"Bella, no, no your not leaving me, I mean us, your not leaving us, ok, your gonna make it" Thomas says.
"Its ok." I could feel tears trickle down my face.
Suddenly, wind starts to pick, I could see darkness covering the sky.
Newt and Thomas were pushed out of the way by two strange people. I could here other voices, telling the others to back away, they know what their doing. They were dressed oddly. One-piece, baggy and dark green, letters I couldn't read scrawled across the chest. Goggles covering their faces. No, not goggles. Some kind of gas mask. They looked hideous and alien. They looked evil, like giant demented human eating insects wrapped in plastic. One of them carried my legs the other lifted me up from under my armpits.
Then they were moving, carrying me, and for the first time, I focused enough to read the letters on the chest of the person at his feet.
WICKED.
Darkness threatened to take me. I let it, but the pain went with me.
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