The Boy Who Lived//Maze Runner

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I woke up, leaning against some sort of stone wall. The ground below me was shaking and all I heard was rumbling in the distance.

It was nighttime. The sky was a dark blue canvas with little stars shining brightly as the moon beamed down and onto my skin.

'Where am I? Who even am I?'

"Oh mon Dieu!" (Oh my gosh!) I said as I held my head. It was throbbing with constant pain.

I realised I had spoken in a different language. I, somehow, understood what I said...

I heard the thrashing sound of metal hitting, obnoxiously, against the ground from my right.

I stood up, shakily and slowly from the lack of not using my legs whilst looking towards the continuous sound of metal grinding together.

"Qui est là?! Montre toi!" (Who's there?! Show yourself!)

After I hollered this, a large, to large to be a human, shadow loomed over mine and a slug-like figure came into my view.

"Qu'est-ce que c'est?" (What is that?) I muttered.

It gave me a cry in response and charged at me. I immediately turned around to the opposite direction and sprinted as fast as I could.

I slammed into a wall. I was at a dead-end. I turned and pressed my back against the wall.

Tears streamed from my eyes and down my cheeks. This was it... I'm about to die.

"Hey kid! Watch out!" I saw a guy with tanned skin and dark brown hair, running towards me. He pushed me out of the way just before I got scratched by the bug-like creature.

"Ca c'était quoi?" (What was that?) I asked as we continued running.

"What?!" He shouted back.

"Ca c'était quoi?!" I repeated, louder this time.

"Sorry, kid. I can't understand you." I frowned at this. 'If he can't understand me, no one else probably will...'

After a while, the metal grinding noise from behind us slowed down, eventually coming to a halt and as we continued to get further and further away, it let out another mighty cry before going off in the opposite direction. We slowed down to a walk.

"Je suis désolé..." (I'm sorry...)

All I got was silence in response. I sighed.

I apologised because I felt bad. They had to go out of their way because I almost got myself killed, risking their lives in the process.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when the guy who had slightly paler skin grabbed my arm, "We found a new Greenie!"

"A new Greenie, eh?" A British accent acquired.

The tan one nodded, "He was being attacked by a Griever when we found him. He was in the maze rather than a box, this time. Quite interesting if you ask me. He was also a pretty fast runner..."

A blonde boy with brown eyes stepped forward, "How old are you, Greenie?"

"Quatorze."

A guy with crazy eyebrows got in my face and raised an eyebrow, "Can you speak English?" Everyone around us chuckled.

I looked at the floor, "No." (A/N: That's actually French for 'No' but it's pronounced 'Non' I think... I can write French but not pronounce lol)

"Aww that's adorable. What's your name? Or can't you say that in English, either?"

"Gally." A stern voice called, "Enough."

A tall, muscular, male walked up to me as the others made way for him. I'm guessing he's the leader.

"What's your name, Greenie?"

'Pierre... Pierre Morhange.' (A/N: Pretend he isn't a famous person. Les Choristers is his background story, though.)

"Pierre, Pierre Morhange..." The words rolled off of my tongue, subconsciously.

"Okay, Pierre. Can you speak English?"

"No..."

"I see... Can you say something in your language please?"

I smirked, "Quelque chose dans votre langue." (Something in your language."

He looked at me, amusedly, "I think I know what you just said, considering the smirk on your face..."

"Oh vraiment?" (Oh really?) I smirked even more, "Qu'est-ce que tu penses j'ai dit?" (What do you think I said?)

"You said, 'Something in your language', right?"

My smirk dropped and my mouth became agape. 'How did he know that?!' I narrowed my eyes at him. He knows what I said but I don't even know what language I talk in. All I know is that I don't talk 'English'...

A/N: Just so you know, his thoughts are English for a special reason. There's also a certain reason he can understand English but not talk it. You'll find out soon.

Wow! 749 words!