Eternal (A Newt Fanfic)

Chapter 12

Thomas' face looks sad. I don't even pretend to know what he's going through. Imagine getting a permanent death omen on your arm. I wonder whos A1? Maybe Alby would have been? Where does Teresa come into this? I know that there is something wrong with her. I need to know who she actually is.

Thomas finally seems to come out of his 'I've just been told that I'm going to die trance' and walks up to me. "Who do you think A1 is?" He says, coming walking up to me. I almost breathe a sigh of relief. He's been keeping up with my thought process so that's one less person I have to explain all the inner workings out of my brain to. "I don't know" I replied. "I was thinking it could be Alby and since he's dead there's no-one to tattoo" Thomas thinks about this for a moment. "Maybe." He finally says, "But this WICKED seem very organised, so I think that someone else would have become A1 if that's what Alby was supposed to be." I can't help but agree with him. WICKED doesn't seem like the sort of group that wouldn't want to have their what ever the hell they're doing with us be messed up because of a person dying. They would have replaced him. I know they would have. But with who?

"What about Teresa?" I suddenly burst out. "What number is she?" Thomas's face forms into smile. "You know, I don't think that tattoo was too wrong about you. You really have brains." My face turns red in embarrassment. "Thanks, but instead of flirting with me, how about we go and find Teresa?" He rolls his eyes at me and turns round to look in the crowd of boys for her distinctive long black hair. But we can't find her. I can almost feel Thomas' anxiety levels rising. I decide to try a less subtle way of finding her. I stand up on top of the chair that Kayleigh the crazy person tied me to and scream at the top of my lungs, "TERESA! WHERE THE SHUCK ARE YOU?" Everyone stops and looks at me. Then they look around. No-one says anything. Teresa is no where to be found.

This isn't good. Where could she have been? "Okay, where did anyone last see her?" Winston, the keeper of the Slicers, says, "The last time I saw her was when Kayleigh came in." This just keeps getting worse and worse. Kayleigh had targeted me for being a girl. What if she also targeted Teresa? And what if Teresa wasn't as lucky as me? What if Teresa is already dead? I shake my head from these thoughts. I can't afford to think like that if I want to find her alive. As much as I hate her, I need answers about the strange things that are happening and I have a feeling that she is one of the few who can help me find them.

I suddenly become aware of how tired I am. I guess several near death experiences in one day will do that to you. I walk over to Newt, and whisper in his ear, "I'm going to bed. Don't let anyone in." I begin to head to the dorm me and Teresa shared last night. As much as I hate to go to sleep, I get grumpy when I'm tired. I get to the door and stop. I almost faint. "Newt, Minho, Thomas, get your shuck butts here right now. On mine and Teresa's door is a sign.

"Teresa Agnes
The Betrayer"

Newt and Minho go to barge in but Thomas just stays there looking at the note. "What's the matter?" I ask him. "It just feels weird you know, seeing Teresa's last name." I didn't even notice that bit. I was a little to concerned about the 'betrayer' bit to be worried about she had a second name. "Doesn't matter. Come on." I say firmly grabbing his arm and dragging him into the room. When we get in there, I immediately recognize the smell. It's the way the bathroom smelt after Teresa's 'murder' to nice. To clean. Artificial.

I decide to leave and as I walk out, I saw the other 20 or so gladers trying to force the door open but what none of them have seen is a man sitting behind a desk, reading a book. I stand there frozen in place as Minho and Newt come out. They almost gave the exact same reaction as me until Minho breaks the freeze. He sprints at full speed towards the man and just when I think he is going to get to him and attack him, he suddenly stop and stumbles away clutching his nose. I try to go for it but instead of sprinting, I jog over to see if I can get a closer look at whatever Minho has probably just broken his nose on. I start trying to talk to the man but he just ignores me. When I am just about to give up, he stands up, puts the book down and says "We have 5 minutes before I've been authorized to implement Phase 2 of the Trials. I think you can have the patience to wait five minutes don't you?" I immediately hate him. His rat-like face, complete white clothes, his pale skin, thin hair and his nasaly voice all seem to come together to make a man that looks like a human rat.

But worst of all is what he said, What is Phase 2? Was the Maze Phase 1? What are the Phases for? Does Teresa have something to do with this? Why can't anyone remember anything? What are all these tattoos? The questions swirl around in my head. They all seem to be connected in someway. Everything that has happened seems to happened because of one thing. WICKED. If only I could figure out who and what WICKED did, maybe I'd be a tiny bit closer to figuring out what was happening but where would I find someone who knew all about WICKED?

First chapter over 1000 words, DONE. I am having wayyy to much fun writing this story. It's fun to write and yeah, I like writing. Leave a like if you're enjoying so far and I will update soon