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(Y/N) was the first glader. She didn't remember anything when she woke up in the box, and she still has no memories. Greenies come up every month. One greenie, a boy named Newt, is different though and (Y/N) finds herself getting far too attached to this boy. Hello this is my first Maze Runner fic! Thought I would write one because why not, hope you enjoy! Note: please don't read this one if you're under 16, 15 absolute minimum. It's not appropriate and it makes me very uncomfortable to see actual children in my comment section. Please respect that and come back when you've grown up a little, I'm not going anywhere and neither is this fic.

Final Installment in the Malevolent Maze Series. "You're nothing but a WICKED lapdog. I don't want anything to do with you." Minho spit out. Even at such a young age, he had so much passion and venom in his voice. "Minho, Im trying to tell you that disobeying them could..." "Yeah, disobeying them but I haven't done a damn thing yet. So stop being such a crybaby tattletale and go back to your stupid lab." Minho said, pushing past me and walking down the hallway. I watched him walk away, my chest aching. I wanted to tell him I hadn't said anything. I wanted to tell him that WICKED had eyes and ears everywhere. I wanted to tell him to trust me. But he would never believe a word that came out of my mouth. -x- Up until she was four years old, Mallory was the only test subject in WICKED's clutches. As the daughter of one of WICKED's finest, Mallory was subjected to a medical, physical and mental tests that were beyond the capacity of someone her age but Mallory took everything in stride. She knew her work was important. She knew others would soon join her. But what she didn't know was that she would grow to care for these other subjects, to make friends. And as the years drag on Mallory begins to believe that WICKED isn't as good as they claim to be. Minho Fanfic Fever Code Fanfic #1 Malevolent Maze #2 Burning Curiosity #3 Their Deadly Design #4 Chasing Chances