The Maze Runner: Newt Fanfiction

Chapter 26

She had no doubt who those people were.

The Creators.

"Who are they?" Chuck whispered.

"The Creators." Minho answered as he spat on the floor. "I'm gonna break your faces!" Minho screamed. Rose wasn't a fan of violence, she never was. After all, they had a rule to never harm another Glader. It's the only thing she'd known but in that moment, she'd help Minho break their faces with a smile across hers.

"They've probably revved the Grievers back up and they're coming right-" Newt sneered as anger shot through his words but he was cut off by a loud slow beeping. A beeping similar to one that a truck would have while backing up. The alarm echoed and boomed through the chamber causing Rose's eardrums to pump.

"What now?" Chuck asked with a shaky voice. Everyone looked at Thomas, hoping he'd have an answer for them. A plan. Something, anything. But all he did was shrug his shoulders. He was just as clueless as his fellow Gladers. Even Rose was hoping Thomas would have some sort of plan but nothing. He seemed to have thought everything through besides this one part; what to do when they had actually escaped the Maze. To be fair, he wasn't exactly positive they were going to make it, so Rose stopped herself from being angry at him.

Their attention was taken away from the people in front of them as one of the doors started to swing open. A woman dressed in the same white clothing stood in front of them, the word WICKED stitched on the right side of her jacket, her hands clasped together. A boy stood next to her. His face was completely shielded by the over sized hoodie he was wearing.

"Welcome back." The woman began. "Over two years and so few dead. Amazing."

Amazing? How the bloody shuck are over half of us dead amazing? Rose thought as angry fueled her veins. How could someone, an adult, think killing kids would be amazing?

"Excuse me?" Newt said as his jaw hung open, clearly just as dumbfounded and angry as Rose.

The woman's eyes scanned the Gladers before landing on Newt. "Everything has gone according to plan, Mr. Newton. Although we expected a few more of you to give up along the way." She said and glanced over at Rose before looking at the boy next to her. Her glance made Rose shake with anger. Did she not think she was capable of making it out? Rose may have wanted to give up a few times, but she never would. If she was going to give up, she would have done it her first week, not over a year later. The woman pulled the hood off the boy, finally relieving his face.

Gally.

Shock took over the anger. Gally was alive, not well, but alive. Rose thought for sure he was a goner when he had jumped on the Griever. But he was standing in front of them, his head hung as if he were ashamed of himself. Seeing Gally in that state, made Rose's heart ache. She hated seeing any of her fellow Gladers in pain of any sort, but especially one as head strong as Gally.

"What's he doing here!" Minho yelled.

"You're safe now." The woman stated, ignoring Minho's outburst. "Please, be at ease."

"At ease?" Minho barked. "Who are you to be telling us to be at ease? We wanna see the police, the mayor, the president, - somebody!" Rose wasn't the least bit worried about what Minho would do if he didn't start getting answers. Every ounce of her wanted Minho to punch the woman in the face, knock a few teeth out. Anything.

"You have no idea what you're talking about, boy." The woman glared at Minho. "I'd expect more maturity from someone who's passed the Maze Trials." Her voice was condescending.

Minho opened his mouth to speak but Newt elbowed him before he could get a word out, leaving Rose the opportunity. "Gally? What's going on?" Rose furrowed her eyebrows, keeping her voice level. She was grasping onto bits of hope that her friend would have a good explanation. Gally looked up at Rose, his eyes holding more despair than Rose ever thought possible, and looked back down, shaking his head. "Gally? Tell me." Rose pleaded as she tried to step forward as Newt took her hand, keeping her next to him. She looked back and he shook his head, as if he knew it'd be a bad decision.