The Fighter 》 The Maze Runner

Fifteen

Everything is dark. There was nothing surrounding me. I felt cold, alone, scared.

Suddenly, there was this bright light. You know how people say don't go into the light. Well, I didn't. I turned the other way and began running.

I don't know where my destination was, but I needed to stay away. The light kept getting closer and closer. I picked up my pace, but the light was getting bigger. It got bigger and bigger until it engulfed me.

The scene changed. I was inside a house. Picture frames broken on the floor, couches tossed across the room, everything seemed broken.

I noticed two figures crouched down at the corner of the room. From what I could tell it was girl holding a baby boy in her arms. I slowly made my way towards their shaken figures. When I tried to touch the girl's shoulder my hand went through her. What's going on?

"I got you, Chucky." The girl mumbled. Is that me?

There was a loud crash. There was some growling sounds. Baby Chuck started to cry as mini me tried to calm him down.

"Sh. Sh. Sh. They'll hear us." Mini me mumbled. Who will hear them?

There was a sound of feet running and I turned around to the horrific sight. There was a man and woman; they both had bits of their hair pulled out, they got this crazy look in their eyes, they kept mumbling something. It sounded like they were saying...Crank.

"Mommy, it's us." Little me cried.

The woman laughed, "You have such pretty hair. I want hair like that."

The girl...me...whoever looked at her father, "Daddy."

The father chuckled and began mocking her, "Daddy. Daddy. Daddy."

The mom began singing darkly, "The teeny weeny children climbed up the water spout. Down came the Cranks and we took the children out. When they dropped we chopped them up to pieces. The bratty little children were eaten by Cranks again."

The next second they ran at them. The girl began to scream and the baby began crying even more. The parents were a few feet away when...BANG!

Both bodies dropped to the floor. The girl looked up and saw a man in a uniform holding a gun. I looked closely and saw the words WICKED across the uniform.

"Mommy! Daddy!" The girl cried.

The shooter moved out of the way and a man with rat-like features came into the room.

"Don't be scared, we won't hurt you." He said.

"He killed my parents."

"You're parents went way past the Gone. They had to be destroyed. We need to get you and your brother out of here. I work with a group of people who deal with this kind of thing." He said without remorse.

Little me shook her head as the guy helped her up. "Who are you?" She-me asked.

"My name is Janson. I work for WICKED."

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The scene changed. Now instead of the broken home I was inside a control room. Now I could tell this person is me.

She was looking at the hologram and began typing. Seconds later more things were installed. I looked closely to see it was one of the Beetle Blades. What?

Then a boy with brown hair stood next to het and looked at the hologram, "What are you doing, Dan?"

She-me didn't look away from the screen, "Chancellor wanted to spy on us. Thought this would be more clever than a bunch of camera's sticking out everywhere."

"Did she give you the approval?"

"If I'm still working on this, then she did. She wanted me to make sure it is 100% perfect."

"Like how?"

I typed a few more things on the keyboard, "Like what happens if they wanted to capture these things. I thought I could add a few blades. Cuts flesh and bone in a matter of seconds."

His eyes wide, "Smart."

I gave him a playful glare, "Must you doubt me, Tom Tom."

He groaned, "You know I hate that nickname."

I smirked at him, "Get use to it."

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Again, the scene changed.

I was in some sort of training room as she-me held a wooden pole in her hands. There was a dummy a few feet away from her. She kept whacking at it a few times. One end of the pole at its head, the other smashed into its ribs. She kept hitting it a few times before she dropped the pole and began punching it. So, I knew how to fight before?

I turned my head when I heard footsteps approach vision/memory me. I turned to see Newt there without his limp. Now I think about it, how did he get his limp?

"I think that dummy had enough, don't you think?" He asked with amusement in his voice.

Even in this memory or vision or whatever she-me had a smile on her face, "Not really. He insulted me, now he's suffering the consequences."

Newt gave her a confused look, "How did a bloody dummy insult you?"

I gave an amusing smile, "It was taunting me to beat the shit out of it. It said that I was an idiot for being your friend." I pretended that the dummy was talking to me. "What's that Patrick? Newt wishes that he could be as awesome as me. I know, he probably did too."

Newt chuckled, "Patrick said that?"

"Yep, he also said that Minho is better than you. He could actually keep up with me."

"We'll see about that."

Without a warning he began running at me. She-me let out a little shriek before dropping the pole and started running.

She started laughing as Newt chased after her. She was a few feet away from him, but he was catching up. Newt started laughing as well and this brought a smile to my face.

She-me was still ahead of him until her foot hit the little rack that held the towels. She stumbled a bit, but that was enough for Newt to grab her by the waist.

He lifted her up and began spinning them around. He and she-me began laughing even more.

"Ok. Ok, Newt, you can put me down now." She-me giggled.

He did place her down, but he didn't let go of her waist. He held on to her tighter as he placed his head on her shoulder.

"See, I'll always catch you." He smiled.

"I knew you would."

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A/N: Another chapter done. I have an idea for the next chapter already and I hope you guys don't hate me for what I'm about to do.