Pairings: Eventual Newt/Alby, Thomas/Teresa (Minor), Thomas/Brenda
Disclaimer: I am going to say this now! I do not own anything! I am not James Dashner and I am making no profit from this fic, I am simply doing this for the entertainment for the audience.
ANNOUNCEMENT: THIS STORY NOW HAS A BETA! MAY I INTRODUCE THE AMAZING RENNWOLF! AN AMAZING PERSON WHO IS NOT ONLY HELPING ME WITH MY GRAMMAR BUT ALSO HELPING 'AMERICANISING' THE GLADERS AND OTHER VARIOUS WORDS!
Warnings: As you have seen this is an T rated fic, there wont be a lot of swearing in this fic except for the made up language of the book. This story is rated T because it is a slash (however minor) and the frequent talk about sex (you can blame Minho for that). Also, if you have read the books you will know that there is some triggering's for suicide, though that wont be the biggest thing there will also be a bit of torture (not very badly) in this (You can blame rat man for that, the Slint head.)
People from glade high will have their names in normal writing whilst the people from the glader universe will have their names in italics!
Glade high was not a normal school, it was a school made by Satan himself for evil teachers to educate boys and girls with 'super' intelligence.
However, the school could have never prepared Thomas Hunter for this.
It was an average Tuesday morning, they were all standing in straight lines in the hall when his, and multiple other boys and a few girl's, lives changed forever.
Principle Paige came in like always for morning briefing, only this time her normal kind smile was not to be seen on her face. In contrast her face was set into a grim line.
"Children of Glade High I am here to inform you that some students and teachers will not be spending the next few weeks here, instead they will be going on an… adventure" the last words seemed forced and some of the students turned confused glances at their friends.
"Wooooo yeah" someone cheered from the back and Thomas couldn't hide his smirk as he knew who it was already. Minho.
"Thank you Minho that will be enough" Ava Paige said strictly making the hall chuckle.
"You will be going on an adventure into finding about an alternate reality" Paige said gravely and most of the younger years turned to glance scared at each other. "I have a list here of the students and teachers who will be going on this journey to read about what will happen in this alternate reality. Though the letter sent to me warns me to tell you that not everything that happens in this book will may not happen actually to you in this time, so you do not need to fear" She held up a piece of paper and now even the teachers looked intrigued as to who will be on it.
"When the principle calls your name you will come to the front" Professor Janson (their science teacher and Vice Principal) instructed and Thomas had to bite down a grimace from just looking at the man's ratty face, he really did give him the creeps.
"Chuck Harries – First year" Ava Paige called out.
Thomas watched intrigued as the small eleven year old walked timidly up to the front of the room, not getting too close to rat man.
"Brenda Burke – Fifth Year. Teresa Agnes – Fourth Year" Two girls walked to the front, both of their faces frowning in confusion, they too stayed clear from Janson who was starting to go red with anger.
"Minho Far – Seventh year."
"What the shuck is going on here?" Minho grunted bewildered whilst making his way up to the front.
"Alby Jackson – Seventh year. Gally Wagner – Sixth Year" The whole room burst out into laughter at the boy's name and even Thomas couldn't help but smirking as Gally walked to the front, because Thomas was right by the isle he was able to hear the boy groan "I'm going to kill my mother for calling me Gally when she fully well knew my last name was Wagner."
"Newton Rodgers – Sixth Year" Thomas observed as his friend Newt limped up to the front. No one knew what exactly Newt did to gain the limp, but what they did know was that the tall boy didn't want to talk about it whenever the topic came up he would just laugh it off. Thomas smiled warmly when the boy finally got to the front, his fair hand getting taken into Alby's dark one in an almost reassurance. Thomas couldn't wait for the day those two would just admit their feelings for each other.
Paige listed off the last few names of "Aris Jones – Fourth Year. Jorge Kornecki – Teacher."
The schools literally only nice teacher, their PE teacher looked surprised when his name got mentioned going over to stand by Brenda who everyone knows who he legally adopted seven years ago before she even arrived at glade high. Jorge adopted her despite only being twenty five at the time, he was practically a young adult adopting a child.
"Adrian Janson"
"Rat man" Minho coughed into his hand and the hall once again erupted into laughter as the said rat man turned an ugly shade of puce.
"And lastly Thomas Hunter – Fifth Year" All time seemed to stop when Thomas heard his name being called out. He slowly made his way to the front, sharing a confused look with Brenda who just shrugged, she too not having an idea what in hell was going on. "If you would all like to follow me, I will now be taking you to your destination."
The eleven all obediently followed the headmistress all in their own way. Most of them like Teresa, Thomas and Jorge all looked confused as they shifted down the halls. Some people like Minho and Newt looked positively calm, but then again Newt was always calm and Minho was always had a carefree smirk on his face as he swaggered down the halls… Except when he's angry that's a whole different story. Chuck looked like he was ready to shoot klunk all over the place, Alby seemed like he was angry along with Rat Man. Lastly, Brenda, Gally and Aris just looked as casual as always stepping down the hall as if it was like any other normal day.
Finally, after many turns and bumps they were directed into a small class room which was only the totally opposite side of the school. Relatively empty except for what usually was in the class rooms everyone looked round confused. Thomas could feel anger start to bubble inside of him, he hated being in the unknown.
"Now listen carefully, as the letter said, you are all about to go through a Flat Tran" Ava explained in a matter of fact tone.
"How the hell do we know that this Klunk isn't going to lead us Shanks to our shucking death?" Minho yelled hotly, his face starting to turn scarlet.
"Is this enough proof?" A voice said from behind them making all the teenagers and teachers jump, except Headmistress Paige.
Turning around, Thomas felt his jaw drop in shock; there, clear as day, standing curtly in front of them was another Ava Paige.
Chuck looked between the two principle's and looked as though he was about to faint as his face went from pale to green in a matter of seconds.
"I am Ava Paige from a different dimension, furthermore from this time we are going into the future" Ava Paige explained and Thomas felt as though he was going to be sick with shock. Without any more explanation the new woman went to the front of the classroom, getting out a remote she pointed it directly at the wall.
Nothing happened for a second, then all of a sudden a gap was made in the wall making Newt shout "BLOODY HELL" at the top of his voice in fright.
"This is a Flat Tran, you will be going through this and into the glade where you too will also meet your counterparts. Good luck and remember not everything will be as it seems, some things may happen to you and some may not… Some things may have already happened" Thomas swore she looked over at Newt as she said this but he took no notice instead trying to get as far away from the cloudy door in the wall as possible.
A minute went by and no one went through.
With an agitated growl Minho shouted "Shuck this I'm just going through" taking off at a run into the flat Tran. After no screaming was heard from the other side of the door it brought confidence into everybody else with Newt limping his way forward next into the Flat Tran.
One by one everyone went through until it was just Thomas and the two Ava Paige's left.
"Thomas" Paige said suddenly making Thomas stop in his tracks on the way to the door. "'it is of the up most importance that you don't forget that not everything that happens there will happen here, just as some things to a certain aspect here will never happen in my world." With that last warning she nodded her head for him to go through the door.
The Flat Tran was cold against his skin, making him feel as though he had just walked outside on a windy day. And it was dark… Very dark.
Slowly, light started to illuminate from this seemingly never ending tunnel and rays of sunshine came blazing onto his face.
Shading his eyes he looked round the place he was now in, it was a sort of dome, about the size of a few football pitches and was covered totally in vegetation on the ground.
"Where am I?" he muttered to himself not expecting a reply.
"You, Tommy, are at the Glade" a distinct English accent told him and Thomas smirked knowing it was Newt. Spinning round on the spot, Thomas was taken aback by what he saw.
It was Newt, but it wasn't the Newt he knew. This one seemed to have a dress sense more of plain short sleeved T shirt and jeans whereas the Newt he knew he had never seen without a 80's band top on and a hoody.
Looking round wide eyed he noticed that all these boys were wearing more or less the same things, only in different colours. Scanning the crowd he almost fainted when he spotted… him.
He was the same height, had the same green eyes, same brown hair… It was him. And this him looked just a dumbfounded he expected he looked.
"Hey shuck face get over here" Minho yelled a smirk on his face from behind the crowed. He knew this was the Minho he knew because he was wearing the bandana round his left wrist as a fashion statement.
Thomas raced to his friend, spotting that all his friends had now sat in a semi-circle on the floor with mats underneath them, even the teachers were sat on the floor.
"Well It's nice of you to join us, we were told by the creators what you've been told so blaady blaady bla we're meant to read these shucking books" Alby said seriously, glaring down at the people and motioning towards the books that were in the centre of this medium sized circle. There were twenty two people there no more no less. There were four new people who the gladers had never met, but were part of their world: Brenda, Jorge, Janson and Aris.
The gladers all took their places opposite making this a now full circle.
"Which Shank wants to read first?" Minho asked clapping his hands together and looking around the group as if they were children making Brenda snort.
"Even in a different world he's bloody sarcastic" Newt shook his head fondly.
"I will" Jorge volunteered not looking at his counterpart who was eyeing him suspiciously. He too was sat next to their version of Brenda. Coughing a little he stated "The Maze Runner."
"We can all read the title you know" Minho huffed with a smirk on his face making Jorge look up over the book.
"I haven't even started reading this yet and you're already interrupting me. If you don't stop I won't hesitate to put you in detention when we get back" Jorge threatened and Minho put his hands up in a dramatic surrender making all the gladers and the High school gladers laugh.
He began his new life standing up, surrounded by cold darkness and stale, dusty air.
"That doesn't sound like a nice place to begin a new life" Teresa whispered wondering where the book was going on about.
All the gladers shuddered knowing that the book was referring to the Box, the transportation which ruined their lives by taking them into this hell hole.
Metal ground against metal; a lurching shudder shook the floor beneath him. He fell down at the sudden movement and shuffled backward on his hands and feet,
"Anyone want to make a bet that this is going to be in Thomas' point of view" Chuck smirked knowing how dramatic the older boy could be.
Everyone nodded looking over at the two Thomas' who were blushing madly with embarrassment.
drops of sweat beading on his forehead despite the cool air. His back struck a hard metal wall; he slid along it until he hit the corner of the room. Sinking to the floor, he pulled his legs up tight against his body, hoping his eyes would soon adjust to the darkness.
"Yep that is definitely green bean" Newt sniggered and both Thomas' sent him a betrayed look.
"You're meant to be my friend" Thomas yelled pointing an accusing finger at Newt dramatically.
"Yes I am but oh well" The blonde stuck his tongue out.
"Holy Klunk I feel so betrayed" Thomas exasperated pretending to faint on the ground.
"How the hell can you say you're not melodramatic" Brenda snorted in confusion, Thomas was always like this making a big deal out of everything. That's why he would make such a good narrator on a book.
With another jolt, the room jerked upward like an old lift in a mine shaft.
Once again the gladers shivered.
Harsh sounds of chains and pulleys, like the workings of an ancient steel factory, echoed through the room, bouncing off the walls with a hollow, tinny whine. The lightless elevator
"Lift" Newt grumbled half-heartedly earning a push from Alby who watched as the boy sprawled to the floor.
Everyone looked on in amusement as Newt yelped. Though they were already sat down on the floor, the force of the push had sent Newt down, however Newt had a grip on Alby's shirt pulling the dark skinned boy on top of him.
They stayed like that for a moment both looking into each other's eyes, Newts face was bright red and both were unaware of the others watching them and the other Newt sending Alby a longing look.
"Wow there's sexual tension between Newt and Alby even in your world" Minho laughed along with everyone else causing Newt to blush even more and for Alby to push himself off the taller boy. Unfortunately Minho was sat right next to Alby and the black boy swiftly punched the Asian boy in the face leaving him too sprawling on the floor.
"Ouch why did you shucking do that?" Minho growled in frustration getting up onto his feet and getting ready to attack Alby.
"SIT DOWN" Rat man roared making everyone go silent though people couldn't hide their smirks. All it took was for Gally to start sniggering out his nose and everyone erupted into a mirthful laughter.
Both Janson's were both shaking with anger. The science teacher Janson was fuming, if he was to use corporal punishment on the students he would have hell to pay with their parents. However, he then suddenly grinned evilly looking at one student he could hurt. An orphan who is under the schools authority and had no parents, at least not in the same country. The student that if he was to hurt it would also send all the other students into a rage filled mob but he knew they would do nothing to hurt him if he threatened this student even more.
"Okay, Okay settle down" Jorge instructed with a chuckle nodding for his counterpart to continue with the story.
swayed back and forth as it ascended, turning the boy's stomach sour with nausea; a smell like burnt oil invaded his senses,
Both Brenda's wrinkled their noses in disgust.
making him feel worse. He wanted to cry, but no tears came; he could only sit there, alone, waiting.
Jorge smirked at the next line, secretly laughing his head off on the inside.
My name is Thomas, he thought.
"I KNEW IT!" Chuck roared happily and started doing his own little victory dance.
"Oh shut up Chuck" Thomas laughed pulling his younger friend down onto the floor again so that he was sprawled like a star fish onto his back.
That … that was the only thing he could remember about his life.
"That must be awful, to only know your name" Aris shuddered at the thought, horrified at the thought of not being able to remember his girlfriend Rachael and his family.
"Well you do and so far there is no sign we're going to get our memories back" Aris explained almost bitterly, almost knowing that it wasn't the others fault that they are from a different universe.
He didn't understand how this could be possible. His mind functioned without flaw, trying to calculate his surroundings and predicament. Knowledge flooded his thoughts, facts and images, memories and details of the world and how it works.
"We don't go to a school for extreme intellectuals for nothing you know" Gally laughed making Thomas roll his eyes good naturedly.
Gally and Thomas looked confusedly at each other, in their world the two absolutely hated each other but in theirs they seem to get along. Not sure if you would call them friends exactly but they definitely got along all right.
He pictured snow on trees, running down a leaf-strewn road, eating a hamburger, the moon casting a pale glow on a grassy meadow, swimming in a lake, a busy city square with hundreds of people bustling about their business.
"Wow it took us a good hour before we were remembering stuff like that" Alby whistled obviously impressed.
And yet he didn't know where he came from,
"California, America" Thomas answered with a smirk.
or how he'd gotten inside the dark lift, or who his parents were.
"Marie and Patrick" Thomas answered yet again feeling sadness creep up into his heart as he said the latter name.
He didn't even know his last name.
"Hunter"
Thomas looked over at his counterpart, a happy smile on his face "Thomas Hunter… I like the sound of that."
Images of people flashed across his mind, but there was no recognition, their faces replaced with haunted smears of colour.
Brenda shivered sadly, thinking of her parents and going close to Jorge who held his book with one hand and placed his other arm over her shoulder, giving his adoptive daughter (though Brenda felt as though they had more of a very close Uncle and niece relationship rather than father and daughter) a reassuring squeeze of the shoulders.
He couldn't think of one person he knew, or recall a single conversation.
The room continued its ascent, swaying; Thomas grew immune to the ceaseless rattling of the chains that pulled him upward. A long time passed.
"Slint head you do know you're only on it for about half an hour" Gally said viciously causing the other Gally and Thomas to flinch back and look at each other in shock.
Minutes stretched into hours, although it was impossible to know for sure because every second seemed an eternity. No. He was smarter than that.
"That's good to hear" Minho snorted earning a playful jab in the ribs from Thomas.
Trusting his instincts, he knew he'd been moving for roughly half an hour.
"Oh" Gally's face started to tinge a bit red and he tried his best not to make eye contact with any of the Thomas'.
Strangely enough, he felt his fear whisked away like a swarm of gnats caught in the wind, replaced by an intense curiosity.
"Oh shuck, for Thomas that is not a good thing to be happening" Teresa groaned winking playfully at Thomas who blushed.
He wanted to know where he was and what was happening. With a groan and then a clonk, the rising room halted; the sudden change jolted Thomas from his huddled position and threw him across the hard floor.
"You always have been quite clumsy, hell of a fast runner but clumsy" Jorge laughed earning a groan from Thomas who put his face into his hands as everyone laughed at him.
As he scrambled to his feet, he felt the room sway less and less until it finally stilled. Everything fell silent.
Jorge didn't read for a second earning some quizzical glances. Then all of a sudden he roared at the top of his voice.
A minute passed.
Everyone jumped out of their seats, Chuck as to going so far that he farted with fright.
Newt had his hand on his chest breathing deeply "Why the hell did you do that, you almost gave me a shucking heart attack."
Jorge couldn't help but laugh, he loved to just tease his students and now the new gladers were also his victims.
Two. He looked in every direction but saw only darkness; he felt along the walls again, searching for a way out. But there was nothing, only the cool metal.
"I would be so claustrophobic in that" Teresa shivered as did the other Teresa.
"Good job you were knocked out then" Alby muttered under his breath but the girl had heard.
"What?" Teresa looked over to the dark skinned boy her face marring a frown of confusion.
"What?"
"I said what first."
"No you didn't"
"Yes I did"
"What?"
Everyone was watching the two with smirks on their faces, Newt could tell that Alby was going to explode soon as he knew what his friends face went like when he was angry.
"Okay all of you just bloody shut the shuck up" Newt said calmly putting a hand on Alby's shoulder in order to calm the older boy down.
He groaned in frustration; his echo amplified through the air, like the haunted moan of death.
"Why the shuck would you use a simile like that?" Aris looked between both Thomas' in horror.
"He likes to be dramatic, you should hear his stories in English" Brenda sniggered and Thomas could feel that his face was once again getting hot.
It faded, and silence returned. He screamed, called for help, pounded on the walls with his fists.
"Melodramatic sod" Minho snorted with his own humour.
Nothing.
Thomas backed into the corner once again, folded his arms and shivered, and the fear returned. He felt a worrying shudder in his chest, as if his heart wanted to escape, to flee his body.
"Thomas you would make an amazing author you know that" Janson looked intrigued and Thomas once again had to bite down his look of disgust at the rat man.
"I would never do anything you want me to, you rat faced old coot" Thomas grumbled angrily earning sniggers of laughter from Minho and Chuck who were sat on either side of him.
"Someone … help … me!" he screamed; each word ripped his throat raw.
"Wow I wonder what would have happened if we had left you down there for any longer Tommy" Newt laughed slapping Thomas on the back.
"I think I would have probably klunked myself" Thomas smirked looking over to the glade version of his British friend.
A loud clank rang out above him and he sucked in a startled breath as he looked up. A straight line of light appeared across the ceiling of the room, and Thomas watched as it expanded.
"I bet you thought you had died and gone to Heaven or something" Teresa laughed, she had not had that experience of what it would have been like to be in the box awake as she was knocked out for the whole ride… fortunately.
A heavy grating sound revealed double sliding doors being forced open. After so long in darkness, the light stabbed his eyes; he looked away, covering his face with both hands.
"Awwwwwww you were so cute that day we found you" Minho teased Thomas pinching one of his cheeks in a childlike way only to have his hand slapped away by an irritated Thomas.
Minho couldn't help but bark with laughter.
He heard noises above—voices—and fear squeezed his chest.
"What you're afraid of us?" Newt said in a teasing tone putting his hand to his chest in a dramatic way.
"Nope not you Newt, I don't think anyone could be afraid of you… you're too nice" Thomas told the boy who smiled kindly back at him.
"Yeah not even in our world you could be afraid of Newt" Minho laughed as Newt blushed yet again.
Jorge looked at the book and smirked "How about we play a game? You read the next line and then you have to pass the book to who you think said it and then that person will say it" Jorge instructed to his students who all grinned excitedly. Turning to the gladers he then instructed "Then you need to tell us at the end if we got it right." Everyone nodded and Jorge smirked as he tossed the book to Alby.
"Look at that shank."
Alby shook his head, a small smile on his lips, yes that was something he would very much say. Looking at the next line he didn't need to throw the book because Newt was sat right next to him.
"How old is he?"
Newt just laughed as he read the next line throwing the book over to Gally.
"Looks like a klunk in a T-shirt."
Slapping his face with his hand, Gally reluctantly threw the book over to Minho who laughed before he read his line.
"You're the klunk, shuck-face."
The book was then passed right back to Alby.
"Dude, it smells like feet down there!"
Which was again passed to Newt.
"Hope you enjoyed the one-way trip, Greenie."
And lastly Newt threw the book to Chuck who failed to catch it on time earning a hit on the conk by a book. "Ouch" Chuck whimpered before saying the line.
"Ain't no ticket back, bro."
Alby smirked and once again nodded with an impressed look on his face "seven out of seven."
The book was then passed back to Jorge who continued to read out loud.
Thomas was hit with a wave of confusion, blistered with panic. The voices were odd, tinged with echo; some of the words were completely foreign—others felt familiar.
"Shank, Slint, Klunk, Greenie, Shuck" Chuck listed off the words he remembered Thomas had a hard time coming to grips with at the start when he first arrived a couple of days ago.
He willed his eyes to adjust as he squinted toward the light and those speaking. At first he could see only shifting shadows, but they soon turned into the shapes of bodies—people bending over the hole in the ceiling, looking down at him, pointing.
"Have you ever heard it's rude to point?" Thomas tried to defend himself no matter how late the comeback was earning a roll of eyes from all around.
And then, as if the lens of a camera had sharpened its focus, the faces cleared. They were boys, all of them—some young, some older.
"Oh my god, all boys locked up together… How can you even survive without it?" Minho looked scandalised.
"Survive without what?" Teresa asked looking at Minho as if he was stupid.
"Sex" the boy flailed his arms in the air trying to prove how big this point is. "I'm only seventeen and I've already banged about three quarters of the female population at Glade high school… those who are of age of course." Then he thought a bit more "I know all gay sex and all but if you're like us the only shucking gays in our school are Newt and Alby and Alby hasn't even gotten out of the closet yet."
All the boys in the glade began to blush furiously.
"Minho… Two words… Shut up" Alby growled his face red with boiling anger.
"Trust me when I say that when you live in the Glade, you have much higher priorities than getting laid" Newt explained, though did give a hint of a longing sideways glance towards Alby but the other boy didn't seem to notice neither did the dark skinned boys counterpart he was too busy looking ready to kill Minho.
"Wait you're only seventeen and you've managed to have sex with so many girls who are of age that only gave you what two years…" Aris looked as though he might just faint.
"Two years is quite a long time" Gally smirked.
"Not at our school, it's like all girls have got padlocks on their knickers" Aris explained making all the boys burst out into laughter.
After the laughter died down Minho explained with a winning grin "I said they were of age… I never said I was."
And with that Jorge felt it was best to continue with the story before anything else got out of hand. That and if looks could kill Minho would be a pile of ashes on the floor by now at the seething look Janson was giving him.
Thomas didn't know what he'd expected, but seeing those faces puzzled him. They were just teenagers. Kids. Some of his fear melted away, but not enough to calm his racing heart.
"It's seeing my face, you thought I was your guardian angel" Chuck said in a girly tone slapping Thomas lightly on the cheek twice making the latter snort.
Someone lowered a rope from above, the end of it tied into a big loop. Thomas hesitated, then stepped into it with his right foot and clutched the rope as he was yanked toward the sky. Hands reached down, lots of hands, grabbing him by his clothes, pulling him up.
"You do know I can climb, I managed to pull fatty up the shucking wall" Thomas laughed nodding his head over to Alby who was now turning his angry glare on at Thomas though shivered as he thought about the changing he went through after the younger boy had successfully gotten him out of the maze.
"I am not fat" Alby growled folding his arms.
"Dude, you weren't the one pulling you up a wall… you're a damn heavy shank" Thomas said with wide grave eyes.
The world seemed to spin, a swirling mist of faces and colour and light. A storm of emotions wrenched his gut, twisted and pulled; he wanted to scream, cry, throw up.
"Ew I hope you didn't throw up on me" Gally said in disgust, his nose wrinkling slightly.
The chorus of voices had grown silent, but someone spoke as they yanked him over the sharp edge of the dark box. And Thomas knew he'd never forget the words.
"Nice to meet ya, shank," the boy said. "Welcome to the Glade."
"That's the end of the chapter" Jorge said putting the book down.
"I'll read next" Brenda opted taking the book from the counterpart of her uncle figure.
So what did you think? First chapter was really hard to do because there was hardly any dialogue coming from the book for people to banter about...
I do take constructive criticism, but only CONSTRUCTIVE criticism. People who just go on and tell me how bad this story is and give me nothing to help make it better will just be ignored... I am sorry but it really just gets on my nerves...
Okay so who do you think Janson was talking about when he was going on about a person he can get away with corporal punishment with? I have a poll on my profile and vote who you think it is :D
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