Family Isn't Always Blood (The Maze Runner Fanfic)

Chapter 1: Greetings from the Glade

Darkness. That was all I could muster. Nothing but darkness. I was surrounded by it, concealed by it. I reached a tentative hand out in front of me, only to feel a hard, cool metal surface. I slowly stood up on shaky legs with another hand stretched out above my head. More metal. God it is freezing in here. What is this? Where am I? All of a sudden, a certain question hit me like a ton of bricks. Who am I?  Closing my eyes, I concentrated as hard as I could. A name a name I HAD to have a name. A voice was ringing in my head now, starting out small and growing louder. Kkkkkkk....... Kayla. My name is Kayla.

"HELP" I screamed, "SOMEBODY! ANYBODY". Anger and frustration were filling me now. I kept screaming for what felt like hours until my throat was rubbed raw. Sinking to the floor, I lay my head down and closed my eyes.

SCREEEEEEEWCH. CHUGACHUGUH. A loud noise woke me. I covered my ears with my hands. How is that sound even humanely possible????? A sudden jolt upwards caused my head to slam down and hit the hard floor. Groaning, I curled into a ball and fell back asleep.

Light. Intense, white light flooded through my eyelids. Ow. I slowly opened my eyes and held my arm above my face. Being in the dark for so long, I wasn't used to the sun. The silhouette of a person stood over me, and once my vision cleared, I realized it was a boy. He looked to be about 17 years old, with shaggy, dirty blond hair and chocolate brown eyes. He was quite tall and muscular too. Wow he was cute. He wore tattered clothes and a machete across his chest. A look of bewilderment was spread across his face and his mouth was slightly agape, revealing a straight row of pearly whites.

"What the shuck is going on in there Newt?" shouted a male voice from above. The boy, who was apparently Newt, just cocked his head at me before jumping down into the metal box I was in and landing with a loud thud. I scrambled backwards until I hit the wall, then scooted even farther until I was in the corner. He held up his hands to steady me.

"Woah there, it's okay. Names' Newt. Welcome to the Glade" he finished with a large grin. Glade?He took a step forward and I shrank back even more.

" I'm not gonna hurt you. Do you have a name sweetheart?" Newt asked in a thick British accent.

"Kayla" I replied quietly, relaxing a bit, but still wary. Who is this guy?

"Well hello there Kayla, can I help you out of this bloody Box Hole?". Newt held his hand out. I slowly took it and he pulled me to my feet like I weighed nothing. Only then did I notice his biceps. Nice. my mind was doing lots of smirking when another voice was heard from above.

"Newt tell us what is going on you slinthead!"

"It's a girl!" Newt shouted back.

First chapter up, this takes place about a year before Thomas and Teresa.