"it's kind of hard to ask a dead guy what he did wrong."
a starlordesses gif series about the maze runner
currently editing the 200 parts
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You work for WICKED since you're the daughter of Ava Paige. You don't know any of the Gladers personally, only by watching them all those years.
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You walk out of the plain, seeing all the Gladers lined up. Their gazes vary from frightened to impressed. You are well aware of your beauty and you certainly do not hide it.
You can see Thomas, the look in his eyes is impressed.
And he is. He scans your body, his mouth slightly opened, looking at your curves and face.
You weren't just pretty. You were otherworldly and vaguely threatening.
"Stop watching me. All of you," you calmly say but with so much danger in your voice that every Glader looks away immediately. Except for one, who is looking you dead-panned in the eye.
"What if I don't wanna?" He smirks.
You take a few steps closer, pretending to be thinking very hard and you sigh. You lean in, you mouth next to his ear.
"I will hurt you so bad that you will scream my name, begging me to stop," you whisper in his ear before leaning back, looking him in the eyes.
"I won't wait for an opportunity to kill you, I'll create it, and then, I'll kill you with success and burn you with a smile."
You turn around and walk back to the plane. "That counts for all of you! Now get in you pathetic humans!"
They follow your command, because no matter how beautiful you may look from the outside, nobody wants to meet your inside.
***
Heroes or villains?
I looveeedd writing this. You're so fucking powerful, you really are.
You are strong. You are beautiful. You are smart. You are loved. You are powerful. You are kind. You are funny. You are loyal. You are ambitious. You are brave. You are pretty. You are amazing. You are talented. You are gorgeous.
