Y/N's POV
We all huddle together and try to think of a way out of this. Newt runs over to one of the guards we knocked out earlier and he pulls out a grenade. He throws the shock grenade at the biggest cluster of soldiers and they just stare at it. How dumb can you be? Anyways, it goes off and they are taken care of. We turn around to the guards behind us and they start closing in on us. We prepare to fight as an asian kid, who I'm 99% sure is Minho comes barreling around the corner and tackles one of the guards standing in our way. The other two guards are distracted so I take this time to pull out my giant shock gun, to be honest I don't really know what it is but you get the point. I quickly shoot the guards as Thomas and Newt run up to Minho and wrap him in a hug. Minho looks like he's in decent shape considering the circumstances. He mumbles "Is this real?" Newt nods at him. I feel so bad for him, I'm glad I was saved by Thomas but at the same time I wasn't supposed to be saved. It was Minho. Speaking of the devil, Minho comes up to me and hugs me. I was shocked at first but I welcome the embrace.
"Y/n right?"
"Yeah."
"I'm glad you're okay, WICKED definitely did not treat you nicely."
"Thanks, I'm glad we found you. They didn't exactly treat you well either."
We both let out a chuckle as we separate.
We hear more guards coming our way and we immediately start running. It's time we finally get out of this bloody building. Thomas leads us down an unfamiliar hallway with Newt and Mihno behind him and me in the very back. A row of guards appear in front of us and we hear footsteps behind us so we bolt to the only open room to the right of us. Right before I get in the room Janson grabs me from behind and I hear the thick door lock shut. I kick and scream but Janson is too strong. I finally stop thrashing as I think about Newt. How are they going to get out of this? They are trapped in a room that is surrounded by guards near the top of a very large building. Janson yells at somebody to open the door. They better think quickly because this door is going to be opened whether they like it or not. The guard to the right of me starts talking to Janson and I see this as my chance. I take a deep breath then I use all of the energy I can muster to thrash away from him, kick him in the balls, (I bet that felt good, you go girl!) and sprint down the hall with my arms and legs flying all directions as I scramble around a corner. I turn my head back to see if I am being followed and I don't see anybody. I silently cheer in my head until I am stopped because I crash into a large steel cart carrying medical supplies and it makes a very loud sound when it falls. Ohhhh shit this really is not good I think to myself as my foot starts violently throbbing, I think I may have sprained my ankle, or worse I honestly don't even know. I start to get up and try to limp away as fast as I can (just like Newt... sorry) when Janson comes barreling around the corner and full on tackles me like a pro football player (American football). Ugh, that hurt like a mother- My thoughts were interrupted by Janson leaning over me saying
"Ahh y/n, you think you could get away from me that easily darling?"
I got shivers when he called me darling, and not in a good way. That man is C R E E P Y. He picked me up and slung me over his shoulder bringing me back to the steel door that Newt was behind. I didn't even try to get away. My ankle hurt so bad I could barely walk, let alone run away from Janson. When we reach the door he slams me on the ground so hard that it knocks the breath out of me and I lay on the ground stunned.
A/N I hope you can kick hard, for Janson's sake 😅 See you in the next chapter slintheads -L