Hope for Us (NEWT) [COMPLETED]

Ch 56 - New Allies

~Sara~

Sitting for hours upon hours next to a not-so-friendly shank on a berg wasn't the most effective way to kill time, Sara realized.

They came from freaking Alaska.

Alaska.

And now they were flying in the middle of the Scorch, somewhere in Central America—Sara wasn't even sure. She didn't know why she was acting like it wouldn't be a long ride, and she envied the Gladers only for the small fact that they got to use a flat trans. Instant travel.

Why didn't Rebecca send her in one of those fancy things, and on her own? She hated complaining about people, but this Rachel girl was making it so difficult.

A sudden jerk on the berg almost made her heart stop beating.

"What was that?" she asked Rachel as she grabbed on to the nearest object. Rachel slid her hand along the wall to steady herself, and she looked out the window.

"I don't know," she replied cautiously. Another jerking movement shook their little world, harder this time.

"What the heck?" Sara muttered under her breath. She tried to contact Rebecca with the device on her wrist, but there must've not been good signal in the berg. "Shuck!"

Rachel frowned at her. "I can't get over the way you and the other sticks talk."

Sara rolled her eyes. She was used to hearing Minho's inopportune commentary, but this was just weird. The resemblance between those two was remarkable. "Yeah, it's not like you guys didn't also make your own vocabulary or anything."

"At least we came up with it, and it sounds better," said Rachel. "For you, the boys made it up, and then you just had to adapt. You didn't create it," she added with a shrug.

"Yeah, 'cause I had the fortune of skipping the amnesia portion," Sara retorted. "But I give the guys credit, I like their talk better."

Rachel was about to say something, but she was cut off on the spot. The berg shook repeatedly, as if it were hitting things in the air, making it shake and vibrate violently. The movement made Sara fall over, but she regained her feet as she, too, looked out the window.

"WICKED found us," she said as she began to panic. "How much left to get there?"

"I don't know. Rebecca programmed this thing to land exactly in Jorge and Brenda's location. And if WICKED found us, then I don't know." Rachel sounded nervous, and she looked through another window.

Suddenly, a computerized voice filled the air. "Self-defense mode activated." The virtual lady repeated that over and over again, and they heard shots of fire release from the berg. There was more turbulence, so Rachel and Sara had to grab onto something for dear life.

Sara shut her eyes, wishing she was dead. She wasn't necessarily afraid of heights, but if the berg was getting shot to the ground, then she had all the right to be terrified. The turbulence only got worse, the sounds of fire ripping through the air, and the girls' screams joining the noise in a choir of chaos.

We're gonna die, Sara repeated in her head.

The berg came to a slow descent, and a not-at-all smooth one at that. Sara hit the side of her head against a seat, and she could already feel the blood trickling down her face. Rachel's shoulder crashed against the controls. Once the berg reached the ground, it immediately powered off, forcing them to snatch their luggage and get out of there immediately before it could explode.

"There goes our transport," Sara panted as they ran out. "I'm surprised they took this long after I set off the alarms."

"Guess we'll walk," said Rachel, struggling to catch her breath.