Clear as the 'Sky'

Greenie

Thank you for the reviews. I really appreciate the feedback. I'm going to do a little time skipping in the next few chapters so please bear with me.

Disclaimer: Again, I still do not own the Maze Runner Trilogy. That role is held by James Dasher.

on with the story...

Chapter 8 - Greenie

The next month passed quickly. I was excited about the new greenie. I held onto the hope that it was gonna be a girl. No one believed that they'd send another girl. I still foolishly held onto my hope.

The metal gears of the box broke the quiet evening. This was a very late arrival.

The walls had already closed for the night. When the box came up Gally jumped in.

I swear one of these days the poor greenie will have a bloody heart attack, all because Gally can't be compassionate to the newbie.

The greenie was quite cooperative until he left the box. He took one look around and bolted...running straight into a tree.

I could hear the boys laughing.

I wanted to laugh with them but my caring nature shone through. "How can you bloody laugh at that? You all remember your first time in the box! He's the same. No bloody clue who you are, where he is or who he is! Show some concern!" I left them gaping. Alby and Newt were wearing proud smirks while Minho and Gally had stopped laughing and looked at me with respect, or at least pride.

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I walked over to the new greenie. He was a small thing, skinny too. He was dazed and slightly cross-eyed.

'Probably has a concussion' I thought.

I knelt in front of his body, "you okay buddy? How 'bout we get you to the med-jacks?"

I took his arm while he followed blindly. He was way out of it. He didn't even ask any questions, he just kept mumbling something about a bluebird and a pie. He had hit his head hard.

"Clint, Jeff! You have a patient!"

Jeff walked in the room. "Hey, Sky. What's the problem?"

I gestured to the greenie. "New guy over here bolted once he was outta the box. He ran straight into a tree. Probably has a bloody concussion. Kept going on 'bout some bird and bloody pie."

Jeff nodded while Clint walked into the room, "hey Sky." I waved before leaving. I'd be back in the morning. The boys had all gone to bed it seemed so I went to my shared room.

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Newt lay on the bed drifting off to sleep. I tried to silently maneuver my way toward my hammock but when I got to it I slipped right out and landed on the hard floor.

"Bloody hell! That hurt!" I rubbed my back. I heard laughing. "Laugh all ya want ya bloody shank." Newt just laughed harder.

It took a good five minutes for him to calm down. In that time I made my way back into my hammock and didn't fall out this time.

When Newt calmed down I apologized, "sorry about waking you. I tried to be quiet. Didn't work"

Newt smiled sleepily, "it's fine. You know, after you left with the greenie all those bloody shanks went on about how you were caring for the greenie. Alby finally shut them up and sent them packin'. Not one of them felt ashamed at laughing.' Newt paused and shot me a sheepish smile. "I know Minho and I felt ashamed. You sure gave us a talking to."

I nodded, feeling grateful, and thinking, 'how can he still look so bloody cute when he's half asleep?'

"Nice to know I made an impact," I told him as I laid down. I propped myself up to look at Newt when a sudden thought occurred to me. My heart beat faster as he smiled at me. "Has anyone else run?"

Newt nodded grimly. His eyes glanced toward the one window in the room; it overlooked the glade and stared right at the East entrance to the maze. "One of the first greenies. He ran straight to the maze. Never came back. Also never gave a name so we labeled a grave in the deadhead 'Greenie'. Quite sad."

I nodded gravely before yawning. That story really was sad. "Night Newt"

"Night Sky".

I fell asleep soon enough.

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The next day I checked in on the greenie. George was already there, chatting his ear off.

The greenie looked at me pleadingly. I smiled gently, "alright Georgie, give the greenie a break. You can show him 'round later."

Geroge smiled as he saw me,"hey Sky"

I looked back at the greenie. "Can you remember a name?"

He nodded shyly, "Billie"

I smiled at his innocence. "Well Billie, welcome to your new home." I gestured to the glade outside the window.

Billie still looked confused, "why can't I remember anything?"

George beat me to the answer. "No one can remember anything. We were all sent into the glade like you."

Billie frowned not understanding his current situation. "Why? Are we bad? Did we do something wrong?"

No one could give Billy an answer.

I felt my heart break. This kid couldn't be older than Georgie yet the bloody creators sent him up. How could a person be so cruel?

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The next hour was spent answering Billie's relentless questions. Eventually, I had to leave for the maze. I threw an apologetic look at Billie, before heading to the doors and leaving him at the mercy of George and his talking.

Announcement, Billie will be a background character. He was really invented just to show some more of Sky's character.

I apologize to anyone who likes him but I can't really see where he would fit into the story...

I might reconsider if enough people like him

Later Gladers...