Amaurotic \\ The Maze Runner [Newt] [1]

Chapter One

-*- Two Years Later -*-

[ P R E S E N T ]

Heart pounding she picked up the pace, letting the small bumps and cracks on the wall sliding against her finger tips, guide her. The vibration she got on her feet, told her that the wall's were shifting and every second she counted, it was getting closer to night.

Hearing the horrid sounds of shrieking behind her, she tried sprinting even faster. With the many vibration's of multiple wall's shifting around, it was kinda hard to estimate exactly where she was going. But nonetheless, she kept calm, and kept running for dear life.

 Turning left down the corridor, her body collided with another. Letting out a squeaky mumble, as the impact slightly hurt her chest. She hung onto whoever it was she ran into. Noticing the leather harness on his collar-bone he always wore when running.

Minho. She thought.

"Nova, just in time, the door's will close any minute, we gotta go." Minho spoke, as much out of breath as her.

"Can we go faster?" Nova panted with a question.

He sensed the concern in her tone, "What's wrong?" He questioned.

Hearing the loud shrieks again, a Griever had found it's way to them, around the same corridor Nova ran around. "That."

Minho lunged into a run pulling Nova along with him, not daring to leave her behind, knowing how angry Newt would be if he did. The Griever right on their tails.

***

Finally losing the Griever and making it back to the Glade, seconds after the door's closed for the night, Minho and Nova stop in their tracks and take a breather.

"Where the shuck have you both been?" Hearing the small voice that sounded like he hasn't hit puberty quite yet, they knew it was Chuck.

"Do you really want to know?" Minho panted.

"Probably not," Chuck snickered. "I'll go get you two some water."

"Water sounds good." Nova said, her throat dryer than a desert. As Chuck jogged back to the kitchen where Frypan was at.

Nova stood up straight, laying her hand on her chest, trying to feel how fast her heart was pounding. Even though there was a leather harness there. Feeling that her heart beat was going back to normal, she brought her arm back to her side, and relaxed.

Nova was a Runner, it took her a lot getting to that stage, but she passed, and she's proud of it. She's one of the best Runner's you'll ever meet, she might even be better than Minho himself. Of course she doesn't tell him, to not make him upset.

She chuckled at her thoughts.

Nova may have been blind, but don't mess with her, don't ever get into fight's with her. Because blind or not, she'll mess you up and win, no problem. She's one tough shank.

"What's so funny?" Minho asked, looking over at her.

Nova shook her head, "Nothing." Lightly kneading her finger nails with her teeth, she smiled to herself. Her thought's making her giggle, as they were the truth.

After drinking the water that Chuck had brought back to them, they all walked their separate ways. Minho towards the map room, Chuck toward's Alby for more question's considering the boy was still slightly new there. And Nova toward's the homestead.

Nova didn't need to see where she was going, she'd been around every single inch of the Glade for the past two years she's been there, she memorized everything. Every tree, every bush, every log, every little grain of dirt. Everything. All the scents were connected with her feet, she saw everything and everyone using the vibrations in the soles of her feet.