Daughter Of The Glade (A TMR Fanfiction)

Scorch Trials || Chapter 1: New Lives

"Madeline! Thomas!" Madeline groaned and turned at the sound of her name.

"Guys!" She realized she was in Thomas' lap and he shifted slightly, obviously waking up also.

"Come on!!" Madeline slowly opened her eyes and she realized that Minho was standing over them.

"We gotta go!" He yelled. Suddenly one of the strange men in black grabbed his arm and pulled him away. Madeline sat up and realized she was in a helicopter. Then it all came back to her. They had escaped the Maze.

"Oh yeah.." Suddenly one of the men appeared beside her and gripped her arm, yanking her off the ground. She yelped, but was too tired to fight back. She was pulled up to her feet and she looked over at Thomas who was looking up at her, grogginess in his eyes. Another one of the strange men grabbed Thomas also, and suddenly they were outside the helicopter being led to a large building.

It was dark outside, and Madeline couldn't hear anything but the deafening sound of a helicopter. Sand dunes were as far as the eye could see in all directions , except the enormous factory-like building in front of them. Madeline jumped when she heard a gunshot. She whipped around, but the man holding onto her didn't let her stop to take a look.

"Don't worry about it! You're safe now! We just got to hurry!" The man wasn't very convincing. Madeline felt the presence of danger and she winced as she heard another gunshot, followed by an inhuman, high-pitched squeal in the distance.

"What the crap is that?" Madeline yelled through the extremely strong wind whipping through the air.

"You'll learn soon enough! Let's Go!" The man pulled Madeline forward and she realized they were almost to the building. The mysterious man gripped Madeline's arm and started running a little faster at the sound of another gunshot followed by a shriek. This sudden speed caused Madeline to trip, but the man caught her and yanked her back up. She turned her head to see Thomas being dragged behind her. He gave her a stare Madeline couldn't identify.

She literally had no idea what was going on. Her hearing was impaired because of the crazy wind that was happening. Strange men in all black were dragging her and all the others to an unknown building, and obviously people were being killed at the same time over behind them.

What is going on? Madeline suddenly snapped out her thoughts when the deafening sound of wind stopped. She looked around to see the other boys: Winston, Fry, Minho,and Newt. The man holding her nudged her forward and she fell to the ground with a thud. She heard Thomas being pushed inside also and she turned around to face him. He looked pale and his eyes flashed a strong sadness. Madeline knew he would never be the same after Chuck's death.

She got up to her feet, groaning from the aching inside her body. She did a 360 turn to observe where she was. A factory?

"I was right.." She murmured. People in hard hats were walking around, large crates were everywhere, and nobody had even noticed the new arrival of beat up kids.

"Uhh... where are we?" Frypan asked, looking around the gigantic "factory". The boys replied by shaking their head. Suddenly a man appeared behind them.

"I hope you kids are alright!" He said, causing Madeline to start. He was a tall and thin man, with graying hair. He wore a dark turtleneck and khaki pants. When no one replied to the man's comment, he laughed.

"I know you kids are a little rattled after what's happened to you. Follow me." He motioned the kids to follow him. The Gladers obeyed and Madeline felt suspicion rise inside of her.

She quickly pushed it away. These people rescued them Wicked and she was complaining? Madeline shook her head and walked next to Thomas, who looked at her softly.

"Welcome to our refuge!" The man held his hands out, motioning the building around him. "We take kids like you and rescue them from Wicked. Give them a new home." The man had to yell over the sounds of working that were going on.

"Once we do a few things, we will let you join the others."

Others? There were others? Madeline felt uneasy.

"Who are you?" Of course Minho was the first one to speak. The man looked behind himself at Minho as he walked.

"My name is Janson. I run this place." He said with pride. Madeline tried to comfort herself. He seemed like a pretty nice guy... so far. The man approached a giant metal door.

"Beyond this door, lies your brand new lives." He smiled and turned to the Gladers. "But first, let's do something about that smell."