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Chapter One

Eve woke with a gasp, pulling a rush of air into her lungs. The ground beneath her was cold and hard. She immediately pulled herself into a crouch already on alert, surveying her surroundings. She had no idea where she was. The realization that she had no memory beyond waking up quickly followed. Nothing other than her name anyway. All Eve could see as she looked around was tall walls with ivy growing up them.

She rose from her crouch slowly looking up and down the narrow passage she was in. One direction led into a dead end. Eve couldn't see anything the other way but she had a sinking feeling that she wasn't alone and whatever was out there was dangerous. She started moving slowly and quietly down the long passage. She'd barely taken a handful of steps when she heard it. Eve froze for a moment, a growl ripped through the air making the hairs on the back of her neck stand up on end. No sooner had the noise died down than Eve was in motion. She took off at a flat out run acting entirely on instinct. She didn't bother to even try keeping track of where she was going. She just wanted to put as much distance between her and whatever had made that horrible noise as possible. Left and right turns began to blur together as her feet pounded against the ground. She heard the noise again and made the mistake of looking back. Eve clumsily tripped over her own feet, going down too fast to even put her hands out. She hit the ground hard, her head taking the brunt of her landing.

She rolled over onto her back her back with a groan, her head throbbing. She touched her temple gingerly, wincing at the sting. Eve looked down at her hand, her stomach rolling at the sight of her own blood there. "Well, that's not good," she muttered to herself. Her whole body tensed despite the pain when she saw something move through her fingers. Her eyes adjusted as she took in the horrifying creature clinging to the wall twenty feet above her head. Her eyes widened and she slowly lowered her hand, bracing herself to get up and run already knowing that it was too late. The creature almost seemed to be weighing her up with its beady eyes. Eve pushed up to a sit position her head already spinning. The beast growled and pounced. She let out a scream but she was on her feet, running in an instant. It landed behind her missing her inches.

Eve's leg gave out and she tumbled back to the floor with another scream before she even made the next corner. She flipped over to keep her eyes on it as she scrambled away. The creature advanced slowly seeming to toy with her. Eve was so concentrated on watching it she didn't realise how close she was getting to the wall. She collided with it with a sickening thud, the back of her head taking the blow this time.

Eve blinked as her body slumped sideways, the monster closing in on her was the last thing she saw before her eyes drifted closed and she succumbed to unconsciousness.

Ben and Minho were already running towards where they had heard the scream come from when a second one rang out. They pushed themselves faster. Both of them were cionfused. No one but runners were supposed to be in the maze. The scream hadn't sounded like anyone from back in the Glade but who else could possibly be out here? Regardless, if someone was in danger in the maze they considered it their job to at least try and get them out. The maze was a terrifying and dangerous place, no one should have to endure it alone.

They turned another corner and were faced with the sight of a Griever looming over someone who seemed to be passed out. They shared a look at silently agreeing they ran at it with a cry, knives drawn. The beast turned, abandoning Eve and facing the two boys. They put up a good fight. Ben got sliced up his side and stumbled back. The wound wouldn't kill him and at least he hadn't been stung. They made to attack again when suddenly the Griever kind of froze. It made a strange metal whirring sound and then simply skittered away. Both runners shared a confused look before shrugging and sheathing their knives. Ben took that moment to check his wound. It was a little worse than he had originally thought, he would probably need stitches. He began pulling a dressing from his pack when Minho spoke. "Ben?"

"Yeah?" Ben asked as he placed the dressing on the gash in his side and searched one handed for tape he knew he had in there.

"It's a girl," Minho said. Ben looked up sharply almost dropping the tape.

"What? You sure?"

"Well, I may have never actually seen a girl before that I can remember but it sure as hell ain't a guy."

"What do we do?" Ben questioned.

"Take her back to the Glade?" Minho half asked. "We can't leave her here, she'll be dead before morning. Let's get her back to the Glade and let Alby decide."

Ben nodded and finished patching his side up until he could see the med jacks. "Let's go then," Ben said. Minho nodded and pulled the girl up, tossing her easily over his shoulder. The pair set off at a run, clearly eager to get back to the Glade before the doors closed.

Newt stood with Gally and Alby at the entrance to the maze watching anxiously for any sign of the runners. Gally looked up at the rapidly darkening sky before turning his gaze back to the long corridor that led into the maze. "They should be back now," Gally observed.

"They'll make it," Alby said. He had to hold onto the hope that they were okay. Newt and Gally shared a doubtful look behind their leaders back. He noticed but he didn't comment. They all continued to stand there watching until the door actually began to protest as they ground shut. Newt sighed running a hand through his messy blond hair. He shared another look with Gally before they turned intending to walk away. They wouldn't watch this.

"Yes!" Alby shouted. "Come on, Minho!" They looked back to see Ben fly through the gap, hunching over and leaning on his knees. Gally frowned, Minho was by far the faster runner. Minho barrelled through a moment later, barely making it. He rolled to the floor, depositing the girl he had over his shoulder as gently as he could before laying on his back breathing heavily.

"Is that a girl?" Gally asked.

"Well aren't bloody observant," Newt quipped as they all looked down at her.

Gally rolled his eyes but didn't respond. "What the shuck?" Alby said, dropping into a crouch to get a look at her.

"We found her in the maze," Minho explained, pushing up so he was sat with his legs bent. "A Griever had her pinned down."

"Did it sting her?" Alby questioned.

"Fairly certain we interrupted before it could. Looks like she took a good blow to her head though," Ben said. "It got me too."

"How did she end up in the maze?"

"We didn't exactly have the opportunity to ask her," Minho said, sarcasm in every word. "We were a little bit busy saving her and getting out of the maze."

Newt snickered earning him a look from Alby. "Get her to the med jacks, you better head there too Ben. Newt round up the Keepers, we need to call a gathering."

Newt nodded and headed off. Minho picked the girl back up, and nodded at Alby letting him know he'd be there. Why they needed a meeting though he wasn't sure. What were they gonna do? Throw her back in the maze? Whether W.C.K.D sent her or not they had a new Greenie now and the Glade was about to welcome its first girl.

AN: Hey, so its been quite a while since I have written anything and I know a few of you are waiting for me to update my other stories but I don't have much inspiration surrounding them right now. I did have this idea after watching the Maze Runner though. I mean who doesn't think Newt is awesome. So please review and let me know what you think. I am working on the second chapter already. Violet.