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Hey everyone! Just to let y'all know this is my first story that I've ever written, so Please leave a review and let me know how I did. Also, let me know if you think I should continue or just leave you guys hanging…... JK I wouldn't do that. Anyhow, onto the story hope you enjoy! ;-)
WAIT, before you start reading you should know that I based the characters off of the actors that in the movie. I also haven't read the books but have heard some things from them (Courtesy of the internet) so I'm planning on following the movies, but if something from the book slips in there somehow *shrugs* enjoy you book fans!
Disclaimer: I only own my Characters and the story twists (Is that what you call them? IDK)
-….*...- Introduction -….*...-
-.*.- 10 Months After the Maze Trials -.*.-
The rising sun's warm tendrils cast a bright luster into the sea which laps at the shore of the Safe Haven. The voice of the shimmering crystal blue water breaking into white foam along the seaside adds to the call of the morning. The smell of salt drifts in the cool breeze stinging the boy's nose, and the water gradually erases his footsteps. The boy solemnly walks across the beach, his dark brown eyes staring off into nothingness while his mind falls deeper into his memories with each of his footsteps against the damp sand.
Every morning he wakes, slips from the slumbering camp, and goes for long silent walks. Wandering through the tranquil atmosphere of the morning and over the shoreline, the boy's mind slips back into times when everyone he cared for was together. Reliving moments when everyone he loved was still alive.
Remembering Ben, Winston, Jeff, and Zart, his heart begins to pang with each of its beats.
His pride crumbles away at the thought of unsuccessfully carrying out Alby's last words to him.
Voices echo in his brain while his focus on his surroundings fades away.
"I may not have known you for very long, but you're like a brother to me," Kelle, the sister he had, not by blood, told him through a twisted memory.
"She's right, mate," his best friend, Newt confirms in his strange accent coming up beside the girl, "You're our brother."
Newt gently holds the girl close to his body, the two smiling at each other with love and admiration glowing in their eyes. Kelle turns back and speaks one last time,
"You're family, Thomas. Don't ever forget that."
Her soft voice reverberates through his head, while his fingers fiddle with the silver tube tied around his neck. His eyes start watering, and he isn't sure if its the salt in the air or the agony in his heart that's causing it.
Thomas sighs and shoves his hands into his pockets, trying in vain to make the pain in his soul stop. His fingertips brush against two objects.
He barely remembers putting them there, but, yet again it had become second nature to him. Every morning he would numbly tuck the two items into his pants without even thinking about it. Pulling the two objects out, he carefully examines them while they rest in his open palm.
The first item is a wooden carving. The defined lines of the little character have worn away from the times Thomas tried to scrub the blood of its owner off. His calloused thumb brushes against the aged wood, memories of its owner resurfacing. Chuck, the small boy that was like a younger brother to him. Thomas' chest painfully constricts at the recollection of the first time he met Chuck.
His body is completely frozen in place on the beach, his gaze is drawn to the hue of color cast across his palm by the second object. The tiny vile of blue liquid, given to him by the girl he fell in love with, shines like jewels under the sun.
His lungs start tightening, and his hand's fumble to tuck the items back into his pocket. Taking a shaky breath, he turns toward the ocean, completely missing the droplet of water falling from his eye.
"Teresa," He utters weakly. The name leaves his lips so quietly it can only be heard by the wind. His voice has been chased away by the void in his heart. The hole that can never be filled opens and swallows his soul whole because he never told her that he loves her.
He misses them all, and the pain it causes his heart still hasn't faded away like it most often did for other people. It has lingered in his chest for the past ten months, reminding him of everyone he has lost.
With a shake of his head, he turns around and studies the land before him. The Safe Haven. His new home. It marks a new beginning for everyone and promises hope for their future.
"Time to let go of the past, Thomas," He tells himself out loud. He breathes in the salty air and allows his eyes to slide shut. He will try and let go of the pain and sorrow, but never, he vowed, never will he ever forget the people he lost.
The pain slowly subsides while he subconsciously thanks each of his friends that are gone for their sacrifice. When he opens his eyes again and stares at the shore, his blood solidifies.
A lifeless body lay in the sand with an unfamiliar white box off to the side. Thomas takes a step towards the figure, and when he recognizes the body, his heart springs up into his throat. He rushes forward, calling out to the person. Excitement and dread mount up within him as thoughts run through his head.
'How is this even possible?'
There's the beginning! Hope it spiked your interests and that you'll leave a review so I can get some motivation ('cause I know I'm going to be needing it) and see how I'm doing. Thanks, Bye! *Waves*