Taylor In The Scorch Trials

Chapter 13- "MINHO!!!"

Being rounded up into groups, surrounded by gun point, we prayed for the best. But we all knew better, this is WICKED were up against. As I was knelt to the ground, I watched as people were loaded up into an aircraft. 'This can't be. There has to be something we can do.'

"Let's go!" A man said, as he hoisted me off the ground and 'guided' me towards the aircraft.

"Get back!" I heard Thomas cry out. Looking back, I seen him holding one of Jeorge's bombs. "Everyone stand back!" He threatened everyone.

"Hold your fire!" Jansen ordered.

"Stay back! Now let them go." Thomas demanded.

"Thomas, put it down."

"Let them all go!" Thomas continued to demand.

"You know I can't do that!" Doctor Ava Paige cried, stepping forward. 'What? I thought she was supposed to be dead?'

"Thomas, please stop!" Theresa begged. 'Theresa? What she doing!?' "I made a deal with them. They promised we'd be safe. All of us." 'No... You've got to be kidding me!'

"And I'm supposed to trust you now?" Thomas questioned. The man who was 'guiding' me then let go to hold his gun, allowing me to rush over the others.

"Taylor!" Fry cried out in a whisper.

"Tay." Minho smiled, embracing me.

"Thomas. Do you really want all of them to die?" Avatar asked. Thomas, glanced in our direction before turning back to Ava.

"Listen to her Thomas. Think about what your doing." Jansen spoke. Glaring at both Jansen and Ava, I made my way to Thomas's side, the guys following.

"We're with you Thomas." Newt spoke.

"No." Theresa cried.

"Don't." Ava begged. Glaring at them, I placed my arm on Thomas's shoulder. Smiling at him as he looked at me.

"Do it Thomas." Minho said, taking hold of my hand.

"We're ready." Fry confirmed.

"We're not going back there." Thomas shook his head. "It's the only way." He prepared to push the button.

"Thomas!!" Ava cried. Just before Thomas could push the button, a truck horn could be heard, as well as a vehicle coming our way. Looking in its direction, we seen it run into a helicopter. The helicopter flipped, making it's propellants break and go flying. Dropping to the ground, everyone began to break off again once more in panic. 'Go Jeorge!'

Quickly getting up to my feet, I ran over and tackled the closed WICKED person to me. That being a man in a full on black suit. Sitting on top of him, I punched him in the head, making my fist pop.

"Ahh!!" I cried. Taking the hand gun from his belt, I got up and began to look for the others who took off. Finally spotting them, I seen Minho get shot. "Minho!!" I cried. I ran towards him as WICKED grabbed him and took him towards the aircraft. Firing continuous shots, I couldn't help but cry as Minho was being taken away from me.

"Taylor!" I heard the guys call my name.

"No!! Minho!!!" I cried when Minho was taken into the air craft. "MINHO!!!" I screamed when the aircraft took off. "No. No. No. No! MINHO!!!" I cried, dropping to my knees.

-time skip-

The next morning we went over the dead and gathered what we could savage. Not many survivors were among us now after that attack. And a few of were wounded. So while the others were savage what they could, I was busy tending to the wounded.

"There you go." I finished up the last one.

"Thanks." He smiled before going off to help. Sitting there by myself, I couldn't help but feel like I lost Minho all over again. I felt so alone.

"What do we do now?" Fry asked, sitting not far away from me.

"Well, we pick up what's left of us. We stick to the plan. We get you kids to the safe haven. Then we start over, I guess." Vince answered.

"I'm not going with you." Thomas stood up, putting a bag over his shoulder.

"What?" Vince questioned.

"I made a promise to Minho. I wouldn't leave him behind. I have to go after him." Thomas answered.

"Hey, kid. Look around you." Vince gestured to our surrounding. "All right? WICKED just kicked our ass. You think about where you're headed."

"I'm not asking anyone to come with me." Thomas said.

"Thomas, listen to me." Newt walk towards Thomas. "I've known Minho for as long as I can remember. So if there is anyway that we could help him. Trust me! I would be there standing next to you. This, what your talking about... Is impossible."

"More like suicide." Jeorge spoke up.

"Well I don't care what it is." I spoke. "This is Minho we're talking about. Our friend and family. And his the one who fought by our side all this time to protect us." I stood up. "And it's not just about him. It's about all of us. If we don't stop WICKED for good. They'll just continue to hunt down more immune and hurt more innocent people." I walked towards Thomas. Looking him in the eyes, I tried to read what he was thinking. Smiling, I stood beside him. "That's why I'm going with you."

"Wow! Hold up. Do you really think Minho would want you to go on a suicide mission just after he saved our lives?" Newt looked at me.

"Newt. Be real. He would do the same thing if it was any of us." I looked down on him. "So if we want to stop WICKED. We have to kill Ava Paige." I looked to Thomas who nodded his head. "And save as many people as we can in the process." I turned to Vince.

"I have to admit..." Harriet spoke up. "I'd like some revenge."

"Well that was a good speech kid. So what's the plan?" Vince asked. And with that. We began our planing.

'Don't worry Minho. We're coming for you.'