WICKED (The Maze Runner fanfic)

Paris Marie Dawson was just like any other ordinary teenage girl before her life was stripped away from everyone she loved and knew. All the football games, cheerleading practices, parties, and social clubs suddenly became a distant memory that soon faded into an abyss of darkness. Waking up surrounded by dark walls, boys, & mysterious markings on her body is the least of her troubles. Having your memory erased and not knowing your past is the greatest challenge she faces with her group of gladers; not to mention the fact that she is the only girl makes it more interesting day to day. The dark dreams and screams that lurk in her mind make her a common enemy and target, not only towards herself, but to the other gladers. For many gladers, trusting and believing in each other to find a way out is slowly becoming an empty space of no hope. But for Paris, being strong willed and stubborn, there is more than this given circumstance. There has to be more. Something unseen and untold created by these 'creators' (WICKED). Perhaps someone in the glade could change all of this madnesses. Perhaps change fate itself. Memorizing maps, wall changes, running, grievers, symbols, WICKED, dreams, relationships, friendships, love....

Darkness.

Is just the beginning for Paris and her friends. But certainly not the last.
Run and don't look back.... If you dare.

And remember.....

"WICKED is good."