Not The Average Glader// Maze Runner Fan Fiction

Chapter One- The Box

I couldn't tell whether I was conscious or not. I was surrounded by complete and utter darkness. I tried to stand up, but I realized that probably wasn't a good idea as soon as I hit my head. Welp, I guess I know I'm conscious now. I sank back down to the floor and pulled my knees to my chest. I was perfectly calm.

Until the noise began. Horrifying metal against metal. Pulleys and chains groaning and creaking. I covered my ears, but to no avail. I'd be hearing this no matter what.

Obviously the noise was being caused by something, which happened to be pulling this box upwards. It was an elevator. My eyes had adjusted to the darkness so I looked around. I was surrounded by wooden crates and sacks. Whatever was in them; I was about to find out. I tried to pull open the first crate, which proved to actually be quite easy as the weren't sealed very well. The first one held some clothes inside. I pried open another and it was was full of food and cooking supplies. Well, at least wherever I was going, I wouldn't starve to death.

I opened various other crates until I finally came across one with weapons. I peered into it and strained my eyes enough to search the weapons for a knife. I found a couple and stuffed one in my pocket.

For the first time I actually took notice of my clothes. I was wearing denim shorts, a black tank top and running shoes. I tried to remember what my face looked like, but I couldn't. I could see my hair which looked to be a chestnut-ish shade of brown but with the lack of current visibility, it was hard to tell.

Not only my face, I also couldn't remember anything specific. I could remember images and the like, but not people, places, or events in particular. It was like remembering I learned to fly a kite, but not who taught me. It was scary to imagine that I had no real memories.

Abruptly, the box came to a halt. I scurried behind some crates so maybe I wouldn't be spotted. Two large metal doors were opened and the box was filled with light.

There were people outside the box. I could hear their voices.

"Can you see 'em?"

"No. Hang on."

I felt the box jolt as someone jumped in.

"I can't see them."

"There's got to be a Greenie in there."

"Obviously"

"Wait a second."

"Hmm?"

"What is it?"

"I see them. But uh, it's um, a girl"

They saw me. I shot up and backed into a corner. A tall teenage boy with shaggy dirty-blonde hair looked at me with shock and awe. My hands trembled as I looked around outside the box. I could see a lot of boys but I could tell not all of them were able to be seen at the moment.

They all looked equally confused. Apparently I was the first girl they've seen in a while.

The guy in the box walked towards me and I tried to back further into the corner, but I couldn't move much more.

"Relax, I'm not going to hurt you." He had an accent, but I don't know from where. I wanted to trust him, but I also wanted to live. Ya feel me?

After a few minutes I inched towards him. He held out his hand and I shook it timidly.

"Welcome to your new home; the glade. My name's Newt."

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Hello! I am so excited for this Maze Runner fan fic! I got the idea after seeing the movie and dreaming about it a bit. But don't worry, I have at least read the first book and am working on the second one. Anyways, I want this authors note to be short, but I hope you guys like it. I worked really hard on it and hope it does well! Bye!