Chasing Chances // Minho

The Siblings

WICKED Facilitty
Undisclosed location
August 22nd, 225

"You're siblings?" I asked, staring at Newt and Sonya. "I've never met siblings before."

"Yeah, Yeah, yeah. We're a bloody miracle." Newt said sourly, glaring at me and then his food.

"Hey, don't get mad at her. She's just stating the facts. None of us have siblings." Aris pointed out. "And for both of you to be brought here is..." He paused. "Weird for us I guess."

"Newt wasn't supposed to come." Sonya spoke up. "They just wanted me." Newt hit her arm as she stopped talking.

"Why'd they only want you?" I asked her but it looked like she wasn't going to go against her big brother because she didn't say anything else. "Well, I'm Mallory. I'm the kid that's been here the longest unfortunately." Newt just started to eat, refusing to look at anyone.

"I'm Thomas, this is Teresa." Thomas continued gently.

"Aris." Aris put out his hand but only Sonya shook it.

"Why are we introducing ourselves?" Newt demanded. "I could care less about any of you and I'd rather not be here at this stupid facility. Shouldn't we be talking about escaping or something?" Newt demanded.

"We're nine years old and WICKED has eyes and ears everywhere. We can't even go to the bathroom without someone knowing where we are." Raven says dismissively.

"And besides... Didn't you already get your implant?" Newt says nothing. "Your implant tracks your movement, your vitals and monitors your brain waves. WICKED has everything about us catalogued on their computers." I reminded him. Newt swallowed hard.

"I'm only seven." Sonya spoke up finally. "Though, everyone always thinks I look like Newt's twin." I smiled at Sonya who seemed exceedingly happy at the thought of being Newt's twin. Newt touched her head lightly, stroking her hair.

"Did they take away your names too?" He asked suddenly. Thomas, Teresa, Aris and Raven slowly nodded.

"I can't remember my name anymore. Every time I think about it... My head hurts, I don't know what they did but... They can never make me forget your name." He kisses his sisters forehead. "Lizzie." She smiles as my eyes shift down the table it where Silla, Ashoka, Ben, Alby, Harriet and several of our other friends are sitting. Our seats often shift around so we can lay talk to one another and complain about school work and what not. Silla has gotten used to WICKED's ways over the past year and is a little less defiant about taking classes and doing homework and such. After she realized that nothing was going to happen to Ashoka, she calmed down a lot. Minho still has not joined us in the cafeteria though.

When he finally does, he is escorted by Randall who shoves him through the doors, making Minho stumble. Some kids at the tables closest to the door snicker and Minho glares at them before flipping off Randall as he exits the cafeteria. I snort a little, watching Minho get in line to get his food before heading towards our table. He ends up having to sit next to me because his usual spot across the table is taken by Newt and Sonya. "We need some damn bigger tables." Minho complains, accidentally hitting my arm as he sits down. "Who are you two?"

"Newt, Lizzie." Newt says gesturing between the two of them.

"You're supposed to call me Sonya." She interjects. "Sonya is the name they gave me."

"Yeah, WICKED seems to get a kick out of stealing our identities." I smirk and nudge him a little.

"What was it this time?" Minho huffs, rolling his eyes.