Different (UNDER MAJOR EDITING)

Chapter 6

Luise opened her eyes, only to retract them from the blinding light. A few seconds later, she slowly opened them to see familiar faces. Newt was sitting on a chair, Alby was leaning on the wall. Observing her.

"Luise what happened to you?" Newt asked, worried.

"I...can't remember." Luise scratched her hair, she knew there was something. She knew that a past of hers, even just a fracture of it was revealed..., but how?

"It's alright." Alby comforted, "Anyways, can you stand now? The suns about to set."

Luise uncovered the covers sprawled on her legs as she stood up, grabbing her right arm when she felt the cold breeze.

The three of them walked outside of the infirmary to see an asian dude hauling another guy who looked like he was terribly injured. The guy had cuts on his arms, his blue shirt was now damp in sweat with a few holes. But the most eye-catching part is the sting mark visible from the other tattered parts of his clothes. Luise was mortified, It must be a griever that did this to him, she thought.

"What happened to him Minho!?" Alby awfully worried, helping Minho in carrying the boy.

"What does it look like? He's been stung." Minho answered sarcastically, exhaustion evident in his face.

"Alright, Let's just carry him inside. Newt help me, Minho you go take a rest." Alby commanded, surprisingly Minho followed Alby's orders. Since he looked pretty much beaten up.

"Wait." Alby called out, Minho rolled his eyes.

"Minho, Could you take care of her for awhile? She fainted awhile ago. She needs supervision." Alby looked at Minho expectantly.

"I'm a runner, Not a mother." Minho complained, "Besides, Who is this shuck?" Minho pointed at Luise who felt taken aback by what he just said.

"I can perfectly handle myself, now if you'll excuse m-"

Luise tripped on a twig. A shucking twig.

Minho laughed.

"Talk about 'perfectly handling yourself' " He Stressed the words that She had said, making Luise infuriated.

Luise pulled herself up in one move, looking at Minho. Luise sniggered, "Not the gentleman type are you?" Luise insulted, earning a scowl from Minho.

"Tsk, you don't know what I've been through, Shuck. Bet you can't even run the maze with those flabby legs." He chuckled, his tone adding more fuel to Luise's anger.

"I am not flabby! You take that back, Slint head!" Luise faced Minho, head on with Minho 3 heads taller than her.

"Stop arguing you two!" Alby exclaimed, his tone terrifying.

"He started it!" They both answered back simultaneously.

"What the shuck, Did you just call me a He!?" Luise balled her fists and punched Minho only for Minho to grab her hand.

"You two, In the Slammers now!" Alby commanded, shutting the door with a loud thud.

The door opened and Newt came out, signaling the two to follow him.

"You two are bloody idiots, Alby is serious. He ordered me to lock you shucks in the slammer for the night."

"What's the slammer?" Luise asked, waiting for Newt to answer.

"You'll see when we get there."

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We were lead to this place with small huts with barred doors. Newt opened the door and obliged us to get in.

"Wait what the heck!?" Luise, who was now inside the slammer, exclaimed. "It's this guys fault!" Luise blamed, Minho rolled his eyes, looking like he didn't care.

"It's Alby's call. Said to let you two make-up." With that Newt locked the door.

"Minho, I trust you. Don't you even try ro do anything funny." Newt warned.

"Like who'd even lay a finger on her." Minho insulted, earning an elbow in the stomach.

"Ouch!"

The last thing that they heard from Newt was a hearty chuckle.

This was gonna be a long night for the two.

To Be Continued...