My Pain Laughs in the Face of Yours

Chapter Three

It almost worked. Almost. I don't know how they did it but now I currently have my hands tied above my head and my toes barely touch the floor.

Everyone including the gladers we initially were planning on saving had there mouths taped shut and they were sitting with metal shackles but I was left without anything over my mouth. There was a tv in the corner of the room in a place everyone can see which confused me.

After a second Jansen walked in. He had a smirk as he walked over to me.

"Look at what I have caught. It seems your not so big anymore." He seemed triumphant but it was wiped away at my comment.

"Well if I am strong enough to kill half of WICKED, I think i'm better than I was before."

Jansen's grin appeared as he taunts," You think you are so big and bad because of everything you have been through but you are just broken beyond repair. And what do people do when they can't fix something. They throw it away.

You were possessed by an evil spirit. No one knows how scared you were and they never have known what happened to you. Lets show them shall we."

I was glaring as he switched the tv on. I was silent and my eyes got blurry with tears as I saw every time I had been taunted by the nogitsune. After he shut it off he turned back to me and I felt everyones horror filled eyes as tears trickled down my face. My rage was beyond soothing. I furiously tried to rip my hand from the rope.

Jansen laughed and asked,"So tell me. Everyone has it but no one can loose it. What is it?"

I just stare at him emotionless but the tears keep trickling down my cheeks. Jansen back handed me and I still didn't move.

He was getting mad and he grabbed one of my knifes and stabbed me in the shoulder. I grit my teeth not letting out a scream.

"What is it?" He asked again angrily.

Between my teeth I grit out,"A shadow."

Jansen grinned and sneared,"That wasn't so bad. Now lets talk about the trials. So many people died. So many people went to waste. Just like Chuck. He jumped in the way but you should have died. He died because of you."

I put my head down and snarled,"No he didn't. You killed him. Who in their right mind sends a 12 year old boy into a maze with monsters lurking around every corner."

Jansen grabs the knife from my shoulder making me grit my teeth. He then runs the blade down my arm cutting deep enough to draw blood. I suck in a breath and shakily spit,"Is that all you've got. A small stab in the shoulder. A little blood. At least make it fun."

Jansen glared then stabbed me in my thigh. I shout in pain and my reflexes kick in. With my good leg I rap it around his neck tightly. He starts freaking out and struggling but I hold tighter and soon enough he goes limp.

I drop him to the ground then do what my instincts tell me. I start climbing the rope and gasps and groans of pain leave my mouth. When I was close to the cieling, I curl my body inwards and rip the knife from my thigh. I cried out in pain and breathed heavily as I start maneuvering the knife.

After a minute I had cut the rope. Being free I get to business and stab Jansen in the back of his head to make sure he doesn't get up. Blood was spilling from my wounds and I cried out in pain at every movement. A few guys ran in and I had to fight them. One of them I snapped his neck, the next I stabbed in the throat, and the last I slammed his head into the wall. Once I was done I rolled my shoulders since they got tense.

I had eventually had everyone released and was now slumped against the wall.

I slowly slid down the wall holding my leg and shoulder. Blood was everywhere and I gasped as the pain was intensifying.

I knew we had to keep going though. I hop back to my feet and started limping to the bag that held all of our weapons. Our phones were in there to so I grab my phone and call the one person I trust.

"What do you want?"

"Hey Stan. I am going to need you to get to that facility I told you about. I need back up to kill all these retards and it just so happens I am injured pretty badly."

"I will be there in 10."

Stan hangs up and I start grabbing a whole bunch of guns.

Minho comes over to me as everyone watches and says,"You shouldn't go out there. You are injured and are bleeding badly."

I smirk at him and state,"I am glad you care but I am beyond fed up. They are going to bleed till i'm satisfied. Even if that means I die killing them."

I could tell everyone was shocked at my statement and I limp out into the hallway. All of the people in the hallways gasped and I started shooting despite my pain. I barely missed and when I did it was because I winced and jolted in pain.

Soon enough the hallway was empty but I could hear the screams and shouts of people in a different hallway.

I limp back into the room and start reloading the gun and grabbing things I will need. Newt came over to me next and pleaded,"Please Tommy. You are bleeding rather badly and I can't exactly be in love with a corpse can I?"

The room became extremely quiet and my head whipped in his direction. My eyes wide and staring in disbelief. He was smiling and I almost gave in and I knew he could see that but I avert my eyes back to my supplies and responded,"I won't die. I have lived through hell and back, I am not letting two knife wounds kill me. Plus, I want to be alive to see Brinho happen."

I smirked with the last part and I heard Minho ask,"What does that mean?"

I turn around and grin then tease,"I am shipping you and Brenda."

He blushed deeply and started grumbling,"I would so beat you up if you weren't injured."

I chuckle and tease again,"Minho, don't talk to me like that. We both know you like Brenda. You didn't deny it also.

He started shouting profanities at me and I salute him as I walk out into the hallway. They all followed either armed, shifted, or alert.

I see someone turn the corner and I get ready to shoot but I realize it was Stan.

When he saw me his eyes widened and he shouted,"What the hell Mitch! Like I have to say time and time again, you can't follow a god damn order! Once you are healed I am giving you one hell of a training! Also, what did I tell you! Don't make it personal!"

I grinned and replied,"I missed you to Stan. Anyways I need to get back to ripping this place apart."

He rolled his eyes but grinned and said,"This is why I was always hard on you. You make a fine killer in the end. Sadly I wasn't able to teach you to listen."

Chuckling I introduce quickly,"Everyone this is Stan. He trained me to be an assassin btw. Stan this is everyone."

Someone came running around the corner and my eyes widened. I some how ran but I had a limp and I hugged the young body.

When I pulled away I gasp,"How are you alive, I saw you die. I'm so sorry."

Chuck grinned and we hugged again. The rest of the gladers came and hugged him and this made me determined. Looking at Chuck I order,"Stay behind me."

He nodded and I started limping around corners killing anyone I see. It only took about 10 minutes more since everyone would cluster together and made it easier to kill them.

As we were heading for the doors the blood loss started getting to me and the last thing I heard were screams and shouts.