Hey everyone! I love to read all these fanfics about the Maze Runner and I happened to have a bit of inspiration too, so I'm starting this fanfic Time Left To Live. English is not my mother tongue, so it will certainly not be written without errors, I apologise for this. If one of you has some time and likes to correct things, you can still send me a message to correct my chapters, it'd be fantastic for me if someone could point out the errors I make, so I can improve myself :)
Anyways, I hope you'll like this version of the Maze Runner. It will be based on the books as well as on the movies, but I'll also base it on my own imagination :)
Disclaimer: I don't own the Maze Runner, nor the characters, I only own my OC :)
The excitement made Thomas shiver. They had just found a weird metallic cylinder on a dead griever and he and Minho were going to try finding out how they could use it. Maybe it could lead them to the exit of the Maze! He nervously fidgeted with his hands and tried calming his breathing. The doors were about to open in a minute or so, but he had the feeling it lasted for hours. Minho didn't even look nervous. He was patiently waiting for the high, grey walls to open up.
The doors opened. Inch after inch, the grey wall covered in vines of the maze appeared. A wave of stupefaction hit him: there was a girl lying in the middle of the first corridor! He looked at Minho, who returned his shocked gaze. They both stood there, staring at the girl, without knowing what to do. Eventually, Thomas carefully approached the girl. She had light brown hair and her clothes were ragged and dirty. When he was close enough, he noticed the big wound on her back. Her T-shirt was cut over the whole length of the wound, which was almost covering her entire back. Blood was still flowing from it, drenching her clothes.
Minho also came closer and when he saw the wound, he couldn't help but wince. He slowly squatted down next to the girl and checked if her heart was still beating. The girl was still alive, but at what cost? She was weakened and her wound was infected. They had difficulties believing she would recover of such a laceration.
"What are we going to do with her?" Thomas asked.
"I don't know, man. I guess we have to get her to the Med-jacks but I don't know how we could carry her without hurting her back."
"We can't let her lie here, can we? If you carry her, I'll go find Alby and Newt."
"Yeah, I'll take her", Minho said, as he looked down at the bruised girl.
Thomas took off and Minho carefully took her in his arms. She moaned a bit when he lifted her, but it was the only reaction she had. She already looked lifeless. He stepped as fast, but as commodious, as possible. Newt and Alby were already coming his way with alerted looks on their faces. Alby was the first one to reach him and immediately he started asking questions.
"Throw a gathering and I'll tell everything. For now, I just need to get her to the Med-jacks before it's too late", Minho groaned.
"All right, we'll do. Just hurry because I need to know what's going on", Alby spitted before taking off to gather every Keeper for the Gathering, dragging Newt and Thomas along.
The Med-jacks were reserved about her recovery, not really knowing if she would ever be better. They just assured they would take care of her and send someone to them if she woke up. Minho sped off to the Homestead and prepared himself for the interrogatory. The room was filled with boys from thirteen to eighteen years old. Everyone stopped talking and watched as Minho stepped to his chair, between Newt and Thomas. Alby started talking:
"Everyone, today something very unusual happened. Thomas and Minho found a girl lying in front of the East Door, unconscious and injured. We don't know where she came from, we don't know what she was doing in the Maze and we don't know who she is. What do you guys think? Newt?"
"Well, since she isn't awake, we can't ask her how she got here and stuff. But I don't think we should treat her differently because it's a girl or because she didn't appear in the box, as we did."
"Could she be a danger for us? I mean, she looks pretty damaged. I don't think she could cause problems, even if she's a girl", Frypan agreed.
Gally interjected, "What if it was a spy for the Creators? They could use her to manipulate us through her!"
"Yeah, but they already have these shuck beetle-blades to spy on us. Why would they send a girl?", Winston observed.
"Well, I guess we'll find out when she wakes up. For now, we'll just stay put and find out if the cylinder can give us a clue to escape from the Maze", Thomas interjected, "We'll look out for any clue about the way the girl came here. Maybe it'll lead us to an exit."
"Okay, that's it for today guys. We'll have another Gathering when the girl will have awoken", Alby announced.
Conversations started rising as the Gladers exited the Homestead. Thomas and Minho sprinted towards the East Door and entered the Maze. Newt decided he'd go visit the girl, if there was anything new about her condition. Somehow, the girl fascinated him. He hadn't really had time to look at her, but the brief moment he had seen her had marked his memory. He had felt something click in his head when he saw her and was confused by it. Would it be possible that he'd known her before the Maze?
Shrugging, he entered the room where the girl was settled. She was lying in one of the beds, her brown hair contrasting with the white sheets. She was pretty. He surprised himself by thinking this. Embarrassed at his thoughts, he was happy no one was there to see the red gloom that was appearing on his cheeks. He slowly approached the bed and sat down on the chair next to it. His mind was aching, as if one of his memories was trying to come back when he looked at her. Absorbed by his memory loss, he only noticed he was biting his lips when he tasted the blood in his mouth. That's when he noticed:
The girl had opened her eyes and was staring right at him.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter and don't hesitate to post a comment. Advice is always welcome :)