Subject A11, Otherwise known as a huge pain in the ass for W.I.C.K.E.D
The Subject's name is (Y/n), She was sent into the Maze purely by accident but her friends dying wasn't an accident.
"I'm getting out of here, It's only a matter of time"
She wa...
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"A..." (Y/n) words were stuck in her throat as she looked down at Minho with parted lips "Dead... Griever?" She repeated
"Ain't a good time for jokes," Alby said with crossed arms as he stared down at Minho
"Look" Minho answered "I wouldn't believe me if I were you either but trust me, I did, I found a big fat ugly one"
"No need to describe it to us" (Y/n) mumbled with a hand over her mouth "Some of us would like to stay innocent"
"You found a dead Griever?" Alby repeated, Eyebrow raised as if Minho was pulling one big prank on him
"Yes, Alby," Minho said with an annoyed expression "A couple of miles from here, Near the entrance to Section Three"
Alby nodded in thought before looking at the Maze's Door and back to Minho "Well... Why didn't you bring it back with you?"
"Bring it back?" (Y/n) scoffed as she looked up at Alby "Have you seen the size of one of those things?"
"How much of Gally's Moonshine were you drinking, Admiral Alby?" Minho laughed together with (Y/n) before the two fists bumped "Those things probably weigh half a ton, Plus, I wouldn't touch one if you gave me a free trip out of this place"
Alby let out a sigh as he rubbed his temple "What did it look like? Were the metal spikes in or out of its body? Did it move at all — Was its skin still moist?" He asked making (Y/n) place a hand over her mouth with the urge to puke
"Slim it, Man," Minho said as he placed his hand on the female's back "You two gotta see it yourself, It's... Weird" He muttered as he looked between (Y/n) and Alby
"Weird...?" The (H/c) raised an eyebrow
"If you say so" Alby let out another exhausted sigh "We'll check it out first thing tomorrow" He then turned to (Y/n) "You'll stay behind and look after the Glade"
"Are you ordering me around?"
"Are you ordering me around?" (Y/n) scoffed as she looked up at Minho with raised eyebrows in disbelief
"I am," Minho answered sternly his eyes not moving from hers, They both sat on the opposite side of the table "As the Keeper of the Runners I order you to give it to me!"
"You're jacked" (Y/n) laughed as she leaned back in her seat "You want it?~" She teased with a wink while holding the plate with the last cupcake on it
"You're playing a dangerous game, (Y/n)..." He warned, His eyes glaring at her while he slowly smirked "Give me that!" He called while leaning over the table to grab it
"Nu-Uh!" (Y/n) stuck her tongue out to him before throwing the wooden plate at him while holding the cupcake in her other hand "You ate like — Three! I deserve at least one!"
