Hi shanks! Its good to be back and yeah, I've watched the movie just a few hours ago and it was so shucking amazing! It stayed pretty true to the book and even though all those deaths that happened had to be done, I felt a peaceful closure to the whole story of the Maze runner franchise. Loved it!
Note that this is the sequel to the stories Into the Maze and Into the Scorch so if you haven't read those, maybe you might want to check them out so you won't be so confused about the OC. I know who Newt's real sister is after reading the Fever Code but yeah, just for this story...
Warning that this contains major spoilers from the movie so if you haven't watched, don't read this. You have been warned! Now, let the final trial begin...
I don't own the characters except for Diana.
Despite the world having been devastated by sunflares that burnt most people to a crisp, it sure is cold. I shuddered in my jacket as I held my binoculars in my hands, searching for the train as the car thundered along the road. "You see it?" Thomas yelled as I shouted, "Up ahead!" Our target snaked through the wasteland on the tracks, moving quickly as we charged towards it.
"Hit it!" I shouted as Vince snapped, "Shut it kid. I know you want to be reunited with your boyfriend but these things take time ok?" I groaned as I sat back in my seat before cursing as my head slammed into the top. It was a really bumpy ride across the plains and I barely managed to load my gun, my hand shaking with both the jolting and the feeling of having to reunite with Minho. It had been over a year since I last saw him getting dragged away by Wicked and it fueled my anger in putting a bullet into Chancellor Paige and Janson's chests.
"Come on, Diana! Get your gun cracking!' Vince yelled from the front as we pulled up near the train. The metal beast whisked past us, the wheels making a screeching sound on the tracks that made my hair stand as it moved further away from us. Vince pulled us onto the tracks and we were soon in hot pursuit of the train. Thomas took that was his cue and climbed onto the hood, gesturing for me to follow him as well. I clambered after him as he clasped the metal hook onto the latch and jumped onto the train as he helped me aboard.
"Come on Vince!" he shouted as the car began to pull further back. Vince quickly hurled himself onto the hood and reached out for the rails as we heard a screeching sound as the car began to lose control. "Vince!" I screamed as he gave a shout, leaping on board just as the car did a cartwheel and crashed onto the tracks in a lump of metal.
"Come on. We need to get going," Thomas said as we clambered onto the container, our feet thundering as a Berg soared above us and made its way towards Brenda and Jorge. I grinned to myself as I thought how hard of a time they would have having to chase them since Jorge literally outruns everyone and everything. "Minho!" Thomas shouted as his feet slammed against the container.
"Hey Minho! Can you hear us?!" I screamed as I heard shouts coming from within the container. I smiled as I thought of being reunited with Minho and freeing him from whatever Wicked had been doing to him. I had nightmares of him very so often of him being tortured and turning into a Crank, screaming as I buck up from bed sweating and crying. Newt was the only one who can comfort me during those times but recently, he had been pretty angst. Guess could be due to this mission we had been planning for so long.
"Here we go," Vince muttered as armed guards started to shoot at us from ahead. I pulled the trigger and felt the gun richochete against my chest as I fired, the bullets hitting them a few times. One of them yelled as he fell and I grinned, loading it up once more as Thomas and Vince got to work. "Hey you guys done yet?" I snapped as Vince shouted. "You better close your eyes!" he called as a bright light shone from where he had placed the steel object.
The guards yelled as they were thrown back by the blast and the container separated from the main train. I grinned as I continued to shoot at them until Vince yelled at me to stop. "Don't waste your bullets kid," he growled before rubbing my head, "But you did great back there." "Shuck it Vince," I muttered just as I saw Newt coming over with some other kids, his hand holding the blowtorch.
"Just pay attention to them will ya?" he muttered as he got to work. "A little compliment would be nice," I groaned as I continued to shoot at the soldiers, my shots missing most of the time but when they did hit, men went falling. As we continued to shoot, I heard the sound of a Berg flying above us and I grinned thinking of how they managed to get it. "Got it?" Thomas shouted as Newt yelled, "Almost there!"
Me and the two other guys quickly took cover as we were pelted with bullets, barely making sure we weren't filled with holes as we clambered on top of the container. I never flew before but I felt a little sick thinking about it when Newt yelled, "Done!" They signaled Brenda and Jorge to lift the container into the air and I felt us moving from the ground, soaring into the sky to leave the Wicked soldiers firing at us.
I felt a little sick and I leaned over the side to hurl. "If you can't deal with this height, no way you can be in a Berg, hermano," Jorge piped from the walkie talkie as I growled, "Shut it." Newt came over and embraced me, keeping me from shaking as we flew through the skies. The feeling of being above the ground made my legs wobble but on the other hand, we had a pretty nice view from here.
"We did it," Newt grinned as I leaned against him. "Yeah,' I murmured as I thought of grabbing onto Minho and trying not to break into pieces when I finally see him "Go easy on the guy alright? He probably had been through hell so don't rush things," Newt said as I gave him a look. "Why do you make it sound like I would go do something stupid?" I groaned as he rubbed my head affectionately. "Well you are a teenager," he grinned as I laughed.
Thomas was sitting at the other side of the container, just staring into space with Vince beside him. Vince may be talking but I could tell Thomas's mind was just thinking about Minho or maybe even Theresa. I wondered how he even wanted to think about the girl who betrayed us and snatched Minho away. I thought about strangling her before but I didn't want to hurt Thomas so I'll pass on that.
"Home," Newt grinned as we settled onto ground at long last. I immediately jumped off and I cold almost feel my heart untying as they began the process of hacking open the door. I clutched by chest, almost imagining how Minho would look like now. Maybe his hair grow longer? Or did they gave him some scars? I shuddered thinking about it when the door finally yawned open.
I walked behind Newt, Thomas in the lead as he scanned the teenagers cramped inside. I searched for Minho, my heart sinking as I made my way through, each face seemingly unfamiliar. No, after all the shit we went through, he had to be here… this was our last shot of bringing him home before we take off to wherever Wicked could never find us. Well, that was the plan at least. When the devastating revelation of Minho not being here hit us, I just felt my body turn to walk outside to the docks, sit down and try not to sob. "Minho. Where are you?" I whispered as I felt the tears form in my eyes.
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Minho sat in the container, his mind seemingly more blank than before as they made their way down the tracks. He knew they were taking him further from his friends than ever and the only thing keeping him sane was the fact that they would come and rescue him soon. Then he could finally be reunited with Diana. He smiled as he thought of her face forming in his mind, her blonde hair in the wind as he picked her up and hugged her tight…
The sound of pounding feet could be heard in the distance and he thought he heard a voice sounding in his mind from his daze. "Minho!" a boy yelled before a girl followed, "Minho! Are you there?!" "Diana," he thought as he joined the others in yelling. He couldn't form the words after not talking properly for so long but he could almost form he name he missed most on his lips.
After some time, they felt the train stop and the sound of guns firing in the distance but the never saw the door opening. As the sinking revelation of the failed rescue operation dawned on them, everyone lapsed back into their stupor until they were yanked back outside to find the place dark. Minho couldn't be bothered to retaliate as they scanned his neck and kicked him to his knees, forcing him to look at the ground.
When he saw Janson coming by, he stared at the ground, trying not to get up and punch the guy in the gut. "Well, they will be back eventually. We have what they want," Janson grinned as he stared at Minho, who gave him a stinkeye as he passed. No way was he going to let them mess with him anymore. Maybe that whole encounter could have been yet another simulation. Minho tried not to let the feeling crush him as he was dragged to his feet and escorted to the train to be shipped away.
I plan to update every Saturday and Wednesday but lets see how it goes.
Hope you guys enjoyed this!
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