NEWT
The walls of the maze covered with thick vines stood high on his sides. Newt's lungs were burning, and his muscles ached. Yet he kept running.
You see, that's the job of a runner. You basically just run. Run nonstop or these ugly creatures we call Grievers come and kill you. Weird thing to do, right? Why would anyone go wander off in the maze infested with large spider-like creatures? Well, if doesnt seem as stupid when your trapped in a middle of a enormous maze with no memory, no guardian, or help.
He held an arm to the left- slicing a vine with a knife. On his other side, a boy with jet black hair would be the only thing besides the sound of our footsteps that is disturbing the silence, gagging for air. Despite the fact that Newt just heard the boy's a few minutes ago-he had troubles remembering the boy's name.
"Wait, whats your name again?" Newt ask for the 8th time today, not stopping a second of running.
"Barth-ol-o-mew," He repeats, speaking as if teaching a baby how to speak.
"Oh, right." Newt reply hesitantly, repeating his name a zillion times in my head-attempting to not forget it by 10 minutes. "You know, im just going to call you Barth."
"Barth, so far your doing a bloody great job for the first time in the maze. Bet' you could find a good spot among the runners. Turn left, now." Newt tell him, continuing the run.
"Here, take my knife. By every few feet or so, you'd want to cut one of the vines on the wall so you could find your way back. When you decided its time to go back, you just follow the vines back to where you came from. be sure to kick em' to the side when you do." Newt passed Barth the knife he used, letting him try.
After running till' the end of the section, they finally decided it was time to go back.
The two boys were just halfway back to the glade when Barth noticed something different. "Hey, Newt, what's that steaming glowing thing over there? Just by that corridor?" He asks, pointing out to the left and directly at a different opening. Newt's gaze followed the direction he was pointing to.
"I dont know, Barth. Let's check it out," He says, jogging towards the strange corridor. Every step they take closer to it, the sounds of something hitting hard on metal repetively grew louder.
The vines were surprisingly thicker than the usual ones, and the floor was a bit cleaner- which isnt very clean. The hall lead to a dead end.
Right by the end though, a gleaming-smoking silver tube large enough to fit two people in there sat in the wall. An half-oval shape was traced in black vertically on the tube. Just like a door. On it, printed on big black letters, said 'WICKED'. Beside it, is a big red button.
"Is that-normal, here in the maze?" Barth asks, pointing at the glowing tube carved into the wall.
Before he got a chance to reply, a loud voice emerged from inside tube. "LET ME OUT! PLEASE! THIS IS NOT FUNNY. WHOEVER DID THIS IS A STUPID FAGGOT, AND ONCE IM OUT, I SWEAR I'LL TEAR YOUR THROATS OPEN YOU STUPID BASTARDS!" It screamed, the loud sound of fists banging the door increasing.
"No, Barth. It isnt bloody normal." They kept their distance, staring at the odd object. A few seconds passed, and curiosity grew. "Come on, i think someone's inside that thing." He dragged Barthamellow or Barthsomething or whatever with him closer to the strange screaming.
Newt made the mistake of resting the palm of my hands on the door of the tube. It was steaming hot.
Newt yelled out the pain, waving his hand around. He held my burnt hand with his other, examining the damage. It was red, and a tiny bit of the skin was peeled off. The disgusting sight made Newt want to vomit.
"Hello? Is someone there?" The voice cried.
"Yeah, im pretty sure im here, unless i magically turned unreal," Newt reply sarcastically.
"Okay, uh, do me a favor an let me out? I dont know how this thing opens, though. Is there some sort of switch out there? Like a button or a lever?"
"Hold it. A few seconds ago, you just said as soon your getting out your going to cut my bloody throat open. A great offer, really, but i think i'd pass,"
The person groaned, making a loud thump. The atmosphere cooled, and silence returned. "I swear i wouldn't try to kill you. Just please get me out of here," The voice begged. A little of humanity crept to his heart.
Barth on his side was shaking his head furiously, mouthing 'no. Newt ignored him, reaching out for the red button.
Smoke vapourized into the air as the silver door slid down. At first, all he could see was the outline of the figure due to the smoke. He was strangely small, and very very scrawny. In fact, Newt could've mistakened the person to be a girl. 'Ha. A girl in the glade? Funny.' Newt thought, almost laughing at how ridiculous that sounded.
Slowly, the smoke clears, and those big caramel eyes popped out.
"Sup! Ma' homies!" The voice greeted
Newt's jaw dropped, and he felt like he had just been punched in the gut.
In there, standing right in front of him, was a girl.
A girl.
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The Missing Something (THE MAZE RUNNER FANFIC)
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