The Maze Runner Imagines/Preferences

Minho Arrives in the Box

A/N: I'm gonna do one for Newt, Gally, and I don't need to do one for Thomas lmao. So yeah, just Minho, Gally, and Newt.

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Perspective of Minho

Cold, stale air. That's all I smell. I move my hands along the cold metal cage wall, feeling the rigid bumps and the pattern.

Where the fuck am I?

I can't remember a thing. Nothing. All I know is my name is Minho.

I hear a loud siren go off above me, but I don't panic. I show no sign of emotion, and stare blankly at the cage wall in front of me, thinking.

I can imagine snowflakes falling from the sky, lying on the beach, a path covered in leaves. Although I can't seem to remember anyone. All the faces that I see are blurred.

Nothing. Nothing remains of my memory.

The cage that I sit in continues to rocket upwards, shuddering and shaking.

I shake my head and stare up at the ceiling, an immense red light coming closer and closer.

Just fucking stop!

As if the box had obeyed me, the box halts, earning creaks and groans from the obviously rusted chains.

A straight line of white light appears above me, and from my hours of being in complete and utter darkness, I shield my eyes from the sudden light, waiting for my eyes to adjust.

Once they do, I look up to see 3 boys. No girls at all. Just boys.

A dark skinned boy with close cropped hair stared down at me. "Welcome to the Glade, greenie. The best place on earth."

I take a deep breath, looking at the boys standing over me. I'm tired, worn out and I just want to sleep. Would it kill them to freaking let me out?

"Freaking get me out of this box!" I yell at them, with a sudden burst of adrenaline.

The dark skinned boy chuckles. "I like ya, greenie. I'm Alby." He holds out his hand for me to take, reluctantly, i do.

"Minho." I reply, my voice steadier than I thought.

"Oh god, I wonder where that shucking name came from.." Laughs a tall boy, with blond hair, and a British accent. "I mean Alby here is named after Albert Einstein. Who the bloody hell is Minho?"

Anger bubbles up inside of me. "Maybe I created the cure for cancer." I cross my arms over my chest.

"Sure, greenie." A tall, black-haired kid who smelled of sour milk stepped out. "Sure ya did."

Alby fakes a cough, noting the awkwardness. "Get off of his back, Zart. For all ya know, he probably shucking did. I don't know any famous person with the name Zart."

Zart, the boy who smelled like sour milk rolled his eyes and turned to walk in the other direction. "Whatever, Alby."

At first he seemed so eager to see me, but he suddenly lost interest in me. The only ones that remained were the British accent boy, and Alby.

"I don't believe I told ya my name, greenie." Says the boy with the British accent. "I'm Newt."

He holds out his hand for you to shake but you don't take it, so Newt just laughs and pulls his hand back. "I like ya too, greenie."

Alby clears his throat. "I'll let you in on a little secret. We just arrived just a few days ago. We don't even know about half of this place."

"When did you and Newt get here?"

"We came up in the box together. We were the first ones here." Answers Newt.

A pang of guilt washes over me. First ones here?

I swallow heavily. "So there's going to be more?"

Alby laughs. "Ya think that we can run the Glade with only 3-" he stops for a moment. "I mean 4. people?",

I shake my head and stare at the two boys hard. " so what the hell does greenie mean?"

Newt looks at me for a long time, while Alby's mind is obviously wandering. "First of all, greenie means newbie, noob, the new kid, whatever ya wanna bloody call it. And second of all, shuck, shank, and all that other buggin' crap, were just in our minds when me and Alby here, arrived in the Glade. Its probably not in your mind because you're the 4th to arrive, but its in our shuck minds. And this here is called the Glade because like I said, it was in our shucking minds."

"Okay Newt." And that's all I can think of to say.

"And for the very last time," says Newt.

"Welcome to the Glade, the best place on earth." Alby and Newt say in unison.