Malevolent Maze// Minho

Havoc

"I woke up there." Newt pursed his lips and glared at the ground, clearly angry.

"See, now why don't I believe you?" He asked me. I didn't reply. I knew thats not what he wanted. "You don't just wake up in the Maze that wasn't part of the arrangement."

"Arrangement?" I echoed.

"You are not following the rules. We have rules around her and you've broken all of them. It's only been two days!" Newt exclaimed, throwing one arm up in the air. Had it only been two days? Seems longer. Newt scoffed and walked towards me. "What am I suppose to do with you? Alby would know but I don't."

"Why not throw me into the maze. Worked for Ben." He cringed and I hadn't meant to sound so harsh but there was no way to take it back now.

"You would probably survive out there." He muttered turning away. I smirked. I probably would.

"When will Alby and Minho be back?" I questioned. Newt looked up at me, his jaw tight.

"Why? Want to see your boyfriend?"

"Minho? Ick." I said making a disgusted face for emphasis. "I just want to know when they'll be back because if they're not back soon, I want to go after them." Newt scoffed and shook his head.

"You wouldn't even know where you're going! Minho said you were running around blind when he found you."

"How would he know that? Maybe I knew my way around." I said trying to joke with him but Newt was completely serious.

"Did you know your way around." I scoffed and shook my head.

"No I didn't know where I was going. Lighten up Newt I was trying to make a joke." Newt just glares at the ground and won't look at me. "Just.. Do you know when they'll be back and do I have to stay in the Cell?" Newt just stared at me. I had a feeling I wasn't going to get a straight answer.

"You don't have to stay in your Cell." He muttered finally. I smiled. "And we've chosen your position in the Glade."

"Am I a Runner?" I asked hopefully.

"No. You're a bloody Medjack."

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"Welcome to the team!" Clint says happily, gesturing out towards the room. Jeff salutes me silently from his chair in the corner. "I'm actually glad you're with us. Although, we don't get many injured guys around here and right now our only patient is a comatose girl.." He says, glancing at Teresa. "It's still nice to have you on board." He continues to smile at me.

"Yeah but no offense I would have liked to have been a Runner." Clint shrugs.

"There was a down right fight about you last night." Apparently, while everyone had been sleeping, a secret Gathering was called. Clint and Newt haven't said much about it but I got the gist. They needed to talk about me without me bugging them and they wanted to decide, right away where I was to be placed in the Glade.

"Sounds like it." I said with a shrug.

"Galley doesn't like you but he said you'd be a better builder than a and I quote 'Shucking Medjack'." I grinned.

"He's underestimating my healing skills." I said, moving toward Teresa. She tossed and turned and muttered something. Jeff leaned in and it was then that I saw he was holding a small notebook and pencil.

"What are you doing?" I asked him. He looked up at Clint who waved him away.

"Well uh, Newt said to write down everything she says." I rolled my eyes.

"Kind of a control freak isn't he." Clint sniggered and Jeff grinned. "Well what has she said so far?" He didn't hand me the notebook right away. "Come on, I'm a MedJack too now." I said holding out my hand. After shrugging, he placed it in my hand.