The vine boy takes the knife. Then offers to shake my hand with the other one, I look at his hand. It's filthy with mud and blood and has a couple of cuts on it. I shake hands with him and he speaks,
"My name is Thomas," he pauses "welcome to the glade,"
Seconds later a giant crowd of about 30 boys, aged from 13 to 18, swarm around us. I can hear them all shouting ontop of each other and pointing at me,
"It's a girl!"
"Who is she!?"
"How do you know her Greenie?!
"Where did she come from?!"
And the last shout I hear very clearly;
"Look at her arm!"
Everybody shuts up and looks, I find myself staring too. I look at my left arm, it is swollen and a blotchy red colour with a cut down the middle. You can see blood trickling down my arm and splattering onto the grass. Then a boy steps out, he's quite tall with blonde hair and a squarish jaw, he looks and shouts,
"Someone get the Med-jacks!"
A couple of boys sprint off towards an odd, wooden building. And again all eyes turn to me, then the shouts begins.
"What's going on Newt!"
"Where's Alby?"
"Who is this girl?!"
"Does she know Greenie?"
The blonde boy rolls his eyes,
"Shut your holes you group of shuck faces!!!" He yells
Immediately everyone is quiet,
"I don't know who she is or where she comes from but im gonna find out!" He says
The small group of boys that had sprinted towards the strange building had come back now with two other boys who were both wearing plain white shirts. One of them grabs me by the arm and yanks it up, while the other examines it. After some murmuring they exclaim,
"She needs to be treated!"
Then I am escorted towards the building, they open the creaky, wooden door then lead me upstairs. There is a bed with dull bedsheets spread on top, and I am commanded to lie down and keep still. As one of the boys pour some liquid onto the wound I start to feel pain. Its a sharp burn followed by another. It carries on for a few minutes, then they stop. Now my vision becomes a little clearer and I watch the two boys as they talk to each other and point at my arm. One boy is tall with black hair covering his forehead and the other one is slightly shorter with brown, stubbly-looking hair. The black-haired boy grabs a syringe and jabs it into my arm. My whole body tingles and becomes numb.
"Wh-who are you?" I ask them
But I never hear a reply as I fall into a large, black hole of drowsiness.
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The Maze Runner: Beating heart (Newt Fan fiction)
FanfictionAmelia has been in the maze for over a year now, with no memory of her past life. But she isn't like the others. She has been living in the maze itself instead of the Glade, due to a special W.I.C.K.E.D experiment. What will happen when she finally...
