The Glade Girl (Maze Runner Fanfic)

Chapter 17: Let's get out of here

Everyone who's going to come is ready, with weapons and everything. I got eleven daggers on my belt, and a multi-chrome blue sword strapped to my back. Thomas and Minho are leading the way, Newt and I right behind them. When we get there, Grievers are already waiting for us. "Ah, shuck. Ready everyone? LET'S GOOOOO!" Everyone charges into battle. Immediately, the Grievers spring into action. I pull out two daggers, running straight at the biggest Griever. This wasn't the plan. The plan was to have me go with Thomas and Teresa because of my photographic memory. I was supposed to punch in the code. I hear Newt yelling my name, and Thomas screaming at me to come back. I don't listen. I run up the maze wall, flipping onto the giant Griever. It lets out a huge screech, and I dig my daggers into it. The slimy, pulsating body is hard to stay on, but I manage it. I hack the stinger off of the tail, stabbing the Griever with its own poison. Instead of just collapsing, it starts decomposing, as if the poison reacts differently with its blood then human blood. I jump off. Two daggers down. I start toward the Cliff. I throw a dagger into the eye of a Griever. Nine left. Two into the mouth of one. Seven left. One down from hacking the poison off of another tail. Six. Three into a Griever's side. Three left. Two given to a fellow Glader. One. I only have one dagger left. I unsheath my sword, sprinting to the cliff. I see a young Glader struggling, and I toss him my final dagger. I leap over the edge, panicking for a moment before the sky disappears with a zip. I run over to the pad, getting scolded by both Thomas and Teresa, I spot Chuck and hug him. I type the passwords in, but it won't let me type the final word in. "It won't let me type Push in! It just won't!" I yell, panicking. "Wait, why don't you push the button?" I see the button Chuckie is talking about, and punch it. I hear the screams of battle cease, and one by one, Gladers drop into the dark Griever Hole. Frypan, Winston, Minho, a couple boys I don't know, Taylor, Harriet, Sonya, Aris, a couple girls I don't know, and, no Newt. "Newt? Newtie? NEWT!" I yell. He drops into the room, stopping my panic attack. I run to him, kissing him passionately. "Uh, guys?" I pull away, looking around, finding everyone looking at me, and Taylor glaring at me. Thomas points to a doorway. "This opened up." I look in, seeing a dark hallway. I start walking down it, leading the way, my sword out. The floor suddenly gives way, dropping me down a long chute. "SHUUUUuuuuuuuuuuk!" I yell, falling on my bumm. It's a slide! "Guys! I'm okay, it's a long slide!" I yell up the chute, hoping the boys hear me.

POV NEWT

I panic, hearing Bee's scream suddenly stop. "Guys! I'm okay, it's a long slide!" I hear my girlfriend yell up the chute. I look at Thomas, saying, "Well, what are we waiting for? To freedom!" I jump into the chute, immediately getting hit in the face by a putrid smell. We all slide down, and we gather together. A door opens, showing a woman wearing all white. "Hey! You're the lady from my dream!" Bee says, pointing at her. "Yes, Billie. Though, we didn't expect you to recover as much memory as you did," she says. "I'd like to congratulate you for completing the Maze Trials. Much more of you survived then we thought would." Thomas's head snaps up, his expression pure rage. "You! You put us here! You shucking bit-" "That's enough, Thomas. Now, Galileo, you know what to do." I gasp. Gally? I thought he was dead! Gally steps out from behind the woman. Something was different. He was no longer infected, but his eyes were still bloodshot, and he was crying. "I-I can't control myself. This isn't me! Gu-" He's cut off by choking himself. When he stops, he raises a gun, pointing it straight at Tommy. "I'm sorry, this isn't me!" He says and pulls the trigger. BANG! "NOOOO!"

POV THOMAS

I flinch, expecting pain, but nothing comes. I open my eyes and see Chuck, fall to the floor. "Oh, no. Oh, no, no! NO! CHUCK NO!

POV BILLIE

I cry running to Chuckie. "NO! CHUCK PLEASE STAY AWAKE!" Thomas is in ruins. "T-Th-Thomas, Billie, give this to my-my mom," Chuck says, pressing a wooden carving into my palm. "No, you're gonna give this to them yourself, no. No, Chuckie, no!" I cry into him, rocking back and forth. His eyes close, his muscles relaxing, forever. "WE PROMISED!" Thomas yells crying, at anyone, at everyone. Thomas runs to the lady but gets distracted by a commotion in the window. Men in black with guns are shooting scientists, left and right, and start breaking the door down. The lady in white takes out a small pistol, and says, "WICKED is good." She pulls the trigger, and blood drips down her face. The men break the door down, and say, "We're here to rescue you! Let's go! Into the car!" I sheath my sword, pick Chuckie's talisman up, and stand up, crying. Thomas stares at Chuck's body in shock, unable to process what just happened. "Tommy, we've gotta go!" I say, grabbing him, tears slipping out of his eyes. We get into the car and drive to freedom.