The Maze Runner One-shots

What if Thomas died instead of Chuck?

The tension was palpable now that the Gladers victoriously reached the end of the Maze, preparing for what the world outside awaits.

"Let's get out of here". Said Thomas. A confused tear was forming just under his eyes.

Even thought they were scare shitless of the world outside, their need to be free was much bigger. He gasp and took a step forward.

"No." A familiar, yet broken, voice stopped him mid-hair.

Turning around they faced a dirty, bloodied and lost boy, once known as Gally.

"Gally?" Thomas tried to approach him but a gentle hand in the chest stopped him once more.

"Don't. He's been stung." Teresa said, voice harsh.

Gally's eyes were burned with rage as he dropped the key. In his neck, marks of Griever bites; blood and black "goo" streaming down his left arm. In his right hand a gun was pressed so hard, his knuckles were bleached.

He breathe hard before talking again, his feet barely keeping him up. "We can't leave." Each word seemed to burn in his throat. Every inch of him was trembling with rage and fear.

"We did. Gally, we're out." Thomas was focused on his gun, his hands up in front of his chest. "We're free." His voice steady but with suffering for his fellow Glader.

"Free?" Gally tried laughing but the sound was like a hounded animal. "You think we're free out there?"

"No." he gasped. "No. There's no escape from this place." He slowly raised his arm with the gun pointing to one target. Thomas.

He cried has if all his humanity was lost.

"Gally, listen to me." Thomas had his arms in front of his chest, in a submissive way. He placed himself in front of Chuck and Teresa. "You're not thinking straight" There was fear beyond his words. "You're not. We can help you. Put down the gun." He felt like he was losing all control.

"I belong to the Maze." Gally said between painful breaths.

"Just put down the gun." Thomas begged one more time.

"We all do." That was the last thing Gally said before the sound of a shot being fired muffled all the screams.

It all happened in seconds. There was silence once again, but only for a few moments.

Gally's had a spear carved deep inside his heart. He was gasping desperately. His knees gave in and he fell to the ground with a loud thud. A single tear feel from his blood stained eyes. He was dead.

Thomas smiled at Minho. But...

Beyond that smile was also...pain.

His face turned pale as a bright red spot started forming in his chest.

"Chuck." He said, barely in a whisper.

He dropped onto the floor taking chuck along with him.

"Thomas!" MinHo screamed. His voice filled with panic. In a second the Gladers were all around him.

Thomas's breath was steady but all his body was shaking and he was becoming colder and colder. The blood just came so fast.

"Thomas! Please Thomas hold on. Please!" Chuck was screaming while his hands were pressing on the bullet wound, but the blood didn't stop.

Teresa was holding Thomas's hand has she cried out loud.

They all knew what was going to happen. Even though they managed to reach the end, they will have to keep going without...Without Thomas.

"Guys. You have to go. Please..." His eyes locked with chuck's. "It doesn't hurt. I promise. Find your parent and give this to them." He flinched with pain has he reached his front pocket and took out a little wooden man, filling it with his cursed blood.

Thomas coughed as blood filled his lips. It did hurt, but Thomas knew they wouldn't keep going if he was in pain.

He turned his head slightly to MinHo. The pain was unbearable, and he felt like he was falling deeper into the black abyss.

"Please go..."

He squeezed Teresa's hand with the rest of the strength he had left, and with a smile he closed his eyes and breathed one more time.

His body became stiff and little by little the blood was stopping... Thomas was gone.

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[Author's note: Soooooo yeah. A couple days ago I was wondering what was like if Thomas died instead of Chuck. So I decided to write it. I was also curious what was like writting something so sad, with a ginormous sleepiness.
 I knoooooow it's not sad enough. but hey I read worst fanfics. Let me know what you think in the comments below. Thanks. Bye.]