The Intellect-TMR newt

"That's it, a simple game of chess" Janson said with tranquillity. The king; sitting untouched behind layers and layers of protection, waiting at the top of an imperfect hierarchy. He looks over a chaotic world, but through a modern screen, in a luxurious office chair, in the highest facility known. He's safe.

"Simple" She scoffed. A pawn; seeking nothing but survival and vengeance. Trapped inside of a calculated hellhole, her life being controlled for as long as she could remember. A mere test subject, climbs through hell and fights through mayhem just to keep her head above water. She's struggling.

But in the end, a pawn can take the king if enough strategy is applied.

- cussing
- slight smut

You do not need to understand how to play chess in order to read this :)

I do not own any of these characters except for Natalie. The rest belongs to the author, James Dashner.