Forgotten Memories [A TW/TMR Fanfiction]

4. Janson

THOMAS/STILES POV

"Thomas."

Brenda's voice jolts me awake. I open my eyes to see her standing over me, a smile on her face.

"Hey," I say, getting up on my elbows. "What's up?"

Brenda sits beside me. "Nothing. I just thought you should wake up to see the sunrise."

For the first time, I notice the slight glow coming from the horizon. I didn't realize what time it was when she woke me.

We both watch in silence as yellows and oranges and pinks paint the sky. The clouds clear to show a bright yellow sun slip over the horizon. Immediately, I'm covered in the colours of the sunrise. I look to Brenda, and see her smiling. I grab her hand.

It's so peaceful here. No more worries, no more people trying to kill us. It's freedom.

"Hey Shuck-face," Minho says, and I turn to see him walking over. I stand, and we pull each other in for a quick hug.

"Hey Min-Min," I say, and laugh at Minho's expression. He hates that name, but doesn't yell at me when I say it like he does for everyone else. "You okay?"

Min nods. "Yeah, but uh, we got a small problem." He starts walking toward something I can't see. Before following, I help Brenda up and we walk together.

Once we reach Minho, we see that him and a few other people are standing around the burned-down shack that contained the Flat-Transportation portal. I furrow my brows.

"Minho, what's wrong?" I ask, still not understanding.

He lets out a breath. "It's making a noise."

I listen in to hear a low rumbling sound coming from the scorched cabin. It's the same sound the Flat Trans made before we destroyed the entrance.

"Why is it making that sound?" Someone asks.

"Well, if we knew that, Shank, we wouldn't be so worried, now would we?" Minho scoffs.

I almost laugh at Minho's response. He's always the one to give sarcastic responses. Too bad I don't have the same talent. I'm the...quiet one, I guess. At least, I was before in the Maze, as well as the Scorch.

Brenda takes a step forward. "That's the sound it makes when it's being opened, but we destroyed it after everyone was through. So why is it doing this?"

Everyone shakes their head in both confusion or disbelief. Either one fits this problem.

Suddenly, the noise amplifies, and a dark black circle opens up directly beside the shack. It's a new Flat Trans. Everyone gasps.

Before we can react any further, someone steps out of the Trans. One person I never thought I'd have to see again.

Janson.

He wears a snarky smile on his face, and a gun in his hand. His eyes roam over everyone standing around him before settling on me.

"Thomas," He steps forward, closer to me. "It's a pleasure to see you again."

Before I can reply, five other guards come storming out of the Flat Trans, all with guns in their hands. They raise them up, and immediately, bullets start flying.

I grab Brenda and Minho and we fall to the ground, covering our heads. The sounds of gunfire fill the air. The screams of everyone stopping, growing quieter. Suddenly, it's quiet.