Al's POV:
The tall, muscular, African American came up to me and glared. I felt like I've had this treatment before and just blinked at him as if trying to remember and gave him a confused look. His glare seemed to intensify and I just kept a smile from coming onto my face and directed it to Newt instead. We followed the guy, I think Newt told me his name was Alby, to the tree line of the dark wood. "Name?"
"Al." I answered immediately, I knew something strange was going on. I looked at the guy searched his face or body language for any hint of what he wanted. All I got was the feeling of danger, a feeling that he was not really his own.
"Know anything else?" I gave him a glare.
"Do any of us know anything else?"
"How do you know about Ro?" A girl with blonde hair and blue eyes wearing ripped jeans that looked like they were ripped from adventure and a tee-shirt that said something like: Never give up. I lied immediately, I knew who Alby was talking about but I shook my head and gave Newt a pointed look. I needed to figure things out before I shared them. "Look the girl was supposed to be the last one, why did you come?"
I thought for a while but I couldn't find an answer, then clouds of memories came back but painfully. Pranks, running, training, Shades, Stephen, Dylan, and Lizzy. Then all of it was gone. I shut my mouth and stopped the screams I didn't realize I had been releasing. "What happened?" Alby yelled at me but I just closed my mouth and felt like dropping like a stone. Everything felt to heavy to bare right now, I needed help. I needed-
Newt's POV:
One moment Al was screaming and then the next he fell I thought gravity was trying to kill him. Alby caught him and we looked at each other, something just happened. "Tomorrow, keep a close eye on him." I nodded carried the kid to Homestead and put him in a hammock in my room and went to sleep in mine. Tomorrow everything would be confusing, this boy, Thomas' first day of training, all of ut would be confusing.
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I'm so sorry on how short it is but I had a writers block and school work.
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The First Glader |Canceled|
Fiksi PenggemarThe group of boys weren't the first Gladers, no a young seven year old girl was. She's been living within the maze walls since. She has one friend that she never met, doesn't even know if he's real but that didn't matter. All she has is instinct, a...
