Once again I am running around the huge and tall maze that surrounds Group A's dwelling, or as they like to call it Glade, trying to find subject G4. Frustrated I lean against the wall panting from my run and click my earpiece on, ready to yell at Liam for leading me in the wrong direction.
"Do you think this is funny? I bet you do. While I am running around this bloody maze trying to find a griever, in broad daylight may I add, you are probably sitting down on your ass doing nothing except trying to figure out how you can annoying me even more!" I whisper-shout into my tiny microphone that allows me to communicate with my partner, Liam, who is back in WICKED headquarters.
"Whoa, calm down girl", says a voice that I know all too well, "your giving me a headache".
"Thomas what are you doing. Where is Liam?"
"Liam had to, umm go to…", he trails off and a bunch of static replaces his voice. Through the static I can hear Thomas arguing with another person and by the sounds of it she is female. Teresa. I sigh, this is really not the time for them to prank me.
"Liam had to go and see Chancellor Paige about something and he asked me to take over. By the way your going the wrong way, G4 is actually a few meters away from the flat trans, not near the glade, which is where you're heading", he snickers.
I could kill him right now. Literally. "I figured that. Could you please tell me the exact location of G4 and I will consider not taking revenge out on you or Teresa", I growl through my microphone before straightening my back and stretching.
Thomas tells me the location of the griever that I'm supposed to be collecting and taking back to WICKED and I start heading towards the flat trans. The flat trans is basically a portal that will transport me and in this case, the malfunctioning griever, back to WICKED headquarters that surrounds this entire experiment.
The flat trans as far as I'm concerned is also the exit from this maze that the 'gladers' are supposed to travel through, therefore completing phase one of the trials. The trails being an experiment to study the brain activity of people in order to find and create a cure to the flare. And the flare being a deadly virus that appeared after the sun had scorched the earth. It slowly overtakes the brain causing you to go mad and eventually end up dead. Sad, really. I'm just not an emotional person. At least not when it doesn't involve people I care about.
As I turn another corner I begin to hear a few voices and instinctually turn back around the corner and stop to listen. Peeping around the wall I see two boys around seventeen, one with dark skin and unique black hair and another with blue eyes and blonde hair. Shit. 'Their not supposed to be in the maze today'; I think squeezing my eyes shut and running a hand through my long light brown hair.
Whenever I need to take a visit into the maze, say because a griever is malfunctioning and I need to fix it, I always go on Wednesdays because that's when the runners have a day off. Quite frankly I don't not want to have a run in with any of the gladers while they are running the maze.
"Face it Minho, there is a shucking way out of this fricking maze. We are just going to continue running for no reason, finding nothing out and in the end, I can bet you anything that we will end up shucking dead here!" says the boy with the blonde hair.
"Ben", 'Minho' says running a hand through his dark hair and sighing. He pauses and begins to say something but then as if he changed his mind, he smiles and playfully pushes Ben, "When did you get so depressed, huh, there is a way out otherwise the shucking creators wouldn't keep sending up running gear". I silently scoff. Seriously, from a guy who is supposed to be smart, that was literally the lamest argument I have ever heard. Minus the one where Thomas tried to convince me that guys are better than girls 'cause their like totally more stronger and aren't girly at all'. He actually tried to use the fact that girls are girls to convince me that boys are better – weird, much?
Suddenly a crackle comes through my headpiece and Teresa (thank god its her and not Thomas) starts to speak, "Hey Kat, I have programed a griever to come and give a distraction so you can pass. Just climb up a wall so that you aren't hurt either".
"Thanks", I whisper back quietly before silently climbing up one of the maze's walls using the ivy on the side. I have a little secret that no one, as far as I'm concerned, knows about. You see, when I was creating the final prototype of the grievers around four years ago, I added in a file of recognition so that if I were to ever encounter a griever it would recognize me as a friend not a foe.
I'm not quiet sure why I decided to add the file, caution perhaps? It's not like I'm ever going into the maze. It's not like WICKED is ever going to use the grievers against me but I rather be cautious and safe then oblivious and dead. It's a phrase that's been drilled into me ever since I was born. Never become overly confident because that's when things you wrong. You'll miss the signs of danger and fall straight into your death.
Suddenly I hear sound of pure pain and terror from somewhere below me. Slowly inching myself along the maze wall using the ivy I peep around the corner to see what is happening, my curiosity getting the best of me. The scene is horrendous. Minho is (unsuccessfully) trying fight the griever back with a small knife and Ben moaning in pain, a sound that makes me feel sick, while clutching his stomach. I gasp in sudden realization, he's been stung.
I quickly click on my microphone, "Teresa, that's enough distraction. They'll head back now. They'll have to if they want to survive another day. Thanks". As I finish I see Minho staring in wonder at the retreating griever before quickly snapping back to reality and hoisting Ben up and putting one of Ben's arms around his shoulders.
As they disappear into the maze turning a corner, I let out a sigh before quickly climbing down the wall and running off into the direction of the cliff to find the bloody malfunctioning griever.
Hey guys! This is my new story WICKED'S STIRRER. I finished the Maze Runner Trilogy at the beginning of this year and have just started to become addicted to fanfiction based one it. Especially one's with an OC girl in the glade. Anyway this idea has been swimming around in my head for literally ages and I finally have decided to write it down. (BTW, I am so sorry for the crappy summery and awful name. I'm most likely going to change them soon. For the title, do reckon it should say simply THE STIRRER or WICKED'S STIRRER).
I will try to update frequently but I have a super super busy life, so yeah. The main events will still stay true to the book(not the movie, although I may incorporate some of those scenes into this story), with Thomas and Teresa coming up but there will be new scenes (obviously since the story is based an OC girl working for WICKED).
Please review as it motivates me to write and update more quickly.
(FWI, this will be a Newt x OC story)