Left Behind-A Maze Runner Fanfic

S I X T E E N

After what feels like the longest drive of my life, the van comes to a complete stop. Men with masks and guns rip open the doors, screaming for us to get out, causing me to jump slightly.

We step out into an underground city, with more masked men walking around. It's very dirty and run down, bars on every doorway and window, grime everywhere. My eyebrows furrow in confusion. This isn't WICKED? Where are we?

The other van pulls next to the one I stepped out of, it coming to a complete stop. As soon as it does it begins to rattle, screaming coming from inside, making my eyebrows widen.

"Where is she?!" A person shouts from inside.

The door gets shoved open and a guard flies out, landing on the stone ground with a thud, my mouth dropping open.

"Holy shit!" I say, shock flowing through my voice.

Newt walks out of the side door of the van, walking up to me. I engulf him in a hug, his arms making their way around my small frame. Gosh, I'm so glad he's okay.

More shouts make us pull apart, Jorge hopping out of the van and crawling on top of the fallen guard, shoving his gun onto the guard's head. All the other guards grow alarmed, readying their weapons, pointing them at Jorge.

"Where is she?" Jorge shouts again, threatening to pull the trigger.

The group runs up to Jorge, al of us shouting for the grey-haired man to stop. I try to put my hand on his shoulder to stop him from punching the guy, but a guard rips my free arm away, pulling me back. I try to rip my arm from him, but it doesn't work, anger beginning to fill my chest.

"Relax relax relax!" The main guard yells at Jorge, his voice oddly familiar.

Brenda manages to get away from the guard and runs to Jorge, sliding down in front of the grey-haired man.

"I'm right here!" She shouts, putting her hand on the old man's arm, her face directly in front of his.

"Everyone just calm down!" The guard says again, my eyes moving to him, my eyebrows furrowing. "We're on the same side here!"

He has buzzed hair and strong arms, both of which don't look familiar. It's just the voice...

"On the same side? We don't even know who you are!" Thomas yells, shoving the guards off and walking closer to the guy.

The guards let go of me and I take a step closer to Newt, a bit of anxiety filling my chest, this place has a weird smell to it and I don't know if we should trust any of these people. They don't look like we can...

The guy raises his hand to his mask and rips it off, revealing his face to us. A breath sucks in my lungs, shock and familiarity running through my body.

I've seen that guy before! I don't know where or when, but I have. He's been in memories I've had at night and he's been in just random thoughts that I've had during the day. The weird thing is he looks... He kinda looks like me!

How the hell is that even possible?

"Hey Greenie!" He says, his voice strong. "Long time, no see."

Thomas and Newt seem to have a wave of recognition flow over them as well, the two of them recognizing him in an instant. Thomas walks up to the guy, Newt staying by my side but his face getting hard.