WICKED

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Y/N POV
"Minho..... Who-who are they?" I asked backing up wheeling my oxygen tank. "Um, I don't know." He said. One of them grabbed my arms and pinned me down.
"Help Minho!" Minho was helpless, he was busy defending off others. I strangled my arms free. I punched one guy in the nose, and kicked the other in the shin. The other gladers were being grabbed by guards, but not as violently. One grabbed Minho, then another, soon enough about a dozen guards were grabbing him. I walked forward to free him. But somebody grabbed me. I turned around. A whole klunk load of guards were coming at me. "Aww shuck!" I said out loud. All the guards were grabbing onto me. One lady walked in, a set of needles on a pan. She walked over to me. She was about to inject the serum into me when I threw back my head and head butt her. Throwing off her balance. "Well, I never knew someone with cancer would be that strong." She said, wiping the blood off her head with a rag one of the guards handed her. "I am stronger than you think." I said gritting my teeth. "Well, let's see you see your way out of these guards, we'll get that serum into you at one point, you already broke this one, good thing we came prepared." She said with a smirk. "Oh ya?" I said sarcastically. I managed to pull out my arm. I elbowed the guard holding my right leg down. It knock him off me and kicked another guard. I jumped up and grabbed my favorite throwing knife. I lunged toward the girl. Pinning her up against the wall. My knife dangerously close to her throat. "Anyone move, she dies." I glared at every guard in the room. They had took Minho out of the room already. "Good, now all of you, put your hands behind your head." Every guard did as I said. "What's going on here!" Someone screamed, coming in the room. I felt someone pin me to the ground. I couldn't reach my knife, and someone put ropes around me, not even I could get out of them. My oxygen tank right next to me. The tubes running through my nose shook as they sat the oxygen tank back on the cart. I clenched my fist. And the girl came over with the serum. "Told you." She said with a smirk. Then she injected the needle into my skin. I glared at the girl in hate until I finally fell into black abyss.

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