[REWRITE COMING SOON] A story where a boy with a mysterious and complicated past falls for the boy with a limp. [ newt x male oc x teresa]
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PART I ; The Maze
Three months before Thomas came, a boy name, Poe comes out of the Box with no memories a...
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the scorch trials chapter twelve
❛❛i think we're gonna be okay ❜❜
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The drive to the Right Arm's camp was short and quick. It took about ten minutes to reach the base. When they arrived the camp, there was a slight of disappointment that Poe was feeling, he did expect that the Right Arm would be larger than what they're seeing, he expected a larger army. He couldn't tell how many people there are, could be over a hundred, no more than two hundred or a hundred and fifty. There were teens, around the Gladers' ages, who all could be the ones that were rescued by the Right Arm from WCKD.
The girl, Harriet lead the Gladers and few others into the camp, "They've been planning this for over a year now. This is all for us"
"You guys are lucky you found us when you did" said Sonya. "We're moving out in first... Where's Vince?" She asked a man nearby who was walking pass them.
"Somewhere over there, I think" the man pointed toward their right.
"Who's Vince?" Thomas asked.
"He's the one who gets to decides if you get to stay" Harriet smiled at them. She continued to lead them toward the middle of the camp toward a largest tent in the camp.
"I thought the Right Arm was supposed to be an army" Minho thought. Poe thought the same thing.
"Yeah, we were" there was a new voice of a strange man on the right, he was walking out of a tent with few men behind him, he looked to be around early forties. He approached the group "This is all that's left of us. A lot of good people died getting us this far. Who are they?" He asked Harriet and Sonya.
"They're Immunes" Harriet answered. "Caught 'em coming up the mountain"
"Did you check 'em?"
Poe wondered what he meant by checking, but quickly presumed if they're infected. "I know these two—" Harriet pointed at Aris and Leigh, "Aris and Leigh. I trust them"
Harriet and Sonya went to Vince's side. "Well, I don't. Check 'em"
Poe didn't realize Brenda wheezing and seemingly had a hard time breathing, he stood behind her, he noticed her until a man near them came close, "Hey boss..." before he could say something else, Brenda collapsed forward.
"Brenda!" Jorge rushed down to her side, "Brenda, Brenda!" The Gladers huddled around the two as Jorge pulled Brenda into his arms, "Brenda, talk to me"
Poe realized this was all familiar, the thought of his friend, Winston came to his thoughts. The day he died and that was only few days ago. When Winston got infected, his skin got pale, his lips turned dark and his lack of breathing. It was happening again, but this time on Brenda.
