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Summary: The Glade was made up of boys, that's how it has always been. Every month like clockwork the Box brought a new one as a Greenie. . . . .until now.

Prologue: Greenie

I woke up to loud noises and the feeling that I was moving quickly, but not going anywhere. Air was rushing past me, roaring past me, and so were the flashing lights on cement walls. Speaking of walls. . . The walls, floor I was laying on and the ceiling were wire.

It was a cage. I was in a cage.

The cage was dark, except for periodic flashes of white light. I was alone, but not.

There were shapes spread around the cage. I could see boxes, large bundles of something and-wait. . .was that a goat?

The clop of hooves and bleats confirmed my suspicion.

I noted the position of each object, head whipping around to try to find a way out.

Suddenly, the cage jerked to a stop and the force of it knocked me onto my back. I groaned, my back aching. There was a sound, the previously red light turned green and two huge squares parted, blinding me.

Clamoring.

That's what I could use to describe what I heard afterward. Voices, laughter, footsteps, the bleating of the goat and other sounds I didn't recognize.

"Oh, I bet it's something good this shipment!"

"Do you think he brought us more animals? I'm running a bit low on goats."

"I bet he'll be a Slicer."

"Only one way to find out."

My eyes adjusted to the light and I started when a large body dropped down to land in front of me. I scoot my body back until I hit the side of the cage, just now realizing that the body was male and I wasn't wearing much. I could see the very tops of my thighs and my breasts were nearly bare the neck line was so steep and wide. The material was dark, like the cage before the light flashes.

The male was huge. His dirty blonde hair was short and closely cut, his skin red from sun and blue eyes wide.

My heart beat quickened, fear gripping my spine and I crawled to the side, trying to move as many crates between us as possible.

"Hey! What's the hold up?" A male voice yelled from above.

"It's a girl." The male in front of me murmured, so softly I had to strain to hear. His fists clenched and started to tremble at his sides.

"Well, where is he?"

"Come on, Gally! What's going on down there?!"

'Gally' spun, his head titled upward to the hole. "It's a shucking girl!" He bellowed up.

Immediately, noise exploded from above.

"What?!"

"How is that possible?"

"Are you sure, mate?"

"A girl?"

"Someone get Alby!" An accented voice ordered, an air of authority ringing in it. "Gally, bring her up."

Gally turned and took two steps. That's all it took.

In a panic, I started throwing the smaller boxes at him, working my way through the closest piles to me.

He stopped in his tracks and shielded his head with his arms. "Ow! Hey! You stop that!"

"Stay away from me!" I yelled, scooting to another pile when mine ran out.

"Gally?" The accented voice called out.

Gally ignored the voice and still shielding his head, he took some steps my way.

"I mean it! Leave me alone!" I threw a slightly heavier box and was rewarded with a curse and a heavy thump. I peeked over my pile and saw Gally slumped against a crate two feet away, holding the side of his head.

"Gally, what's going on down there?" A new voice asked, this one had even more authority in it.

"I don't want him in here! Make him leave!" I answered instead from my hiding place behind a large crate.

"Okay, I can do that. My name is Newt, and you could say I am that shanks boss, well one of them. Alby is the main boss, though. You still need to come out so we can have our med-jacks check you over." The new voice was gentle and soothing. "We need to get those crates you have in there with you, too."

I bit my lip, turning my attention on Gally. "Does he have to be there?"

"Not if you don't want him to be." He assured me.

I made a mental assessment of my emotional state. I was getting cold, my legs were starting to hurt, I couldn't feel my bum and I really wanted new clothes.

I frowned as something Newt had said stuck with me. Something sounded vaguely familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it. . .

Ah, well. I thought, shrugging. If I can't remember it, it must not have been too important.

"Alright, I'll come up, but only if it's you doing it." I called up, a little nervous of the reaction I would get. As far as I could tell, he was nice, but I didn't know him.

"Okay, I'm going to lower a rope down so I can pull you up." He replied, and after a very short wait, a rope was indeed thrown down into the cage as was promised.

I pushed myself off the floor and walked to the rope, eyeing it apprehensively for a moment.

I can't believe I'm actually doing this in a tiny cloth. I thought as I glanced up to the top. I hesitantly gripped the space five inches above my head and made a small jumping movement, locking my knees together to hold my weight.

Grunts and shouts to pull was all I heard for a few seconds, before I was hauled up. My knees landed on soft grass and I had to blink a dozen times to be sure, but I saw a huge opening with trees all throughout the outer rim of the circle.

A throat clearing thought my attention and I snapped my eyes back to where I'd been.

Surrounding the hole in the ground was at least twenty or so males, they were all staring at me.

I sat up quickly, my face burning a bright red as I remembered that I was practically wearing nothing. All twenty faces wore varying expressions of shock or a darker emotion that I recognized, some were outright staring.

One face in particular stood out.

"Alby?" I whispered, my legs moving before I could tell them to, launching my body at him. "Alby!"

Overwhelming relief surged through me, covering the fact that his stiff form was taking a bit to embrace me back, but his arms did curl around me.

"You know her?" Newt questioned, eyebrows raised and face surprised.

"No. I don't recognize here face or voice." The leader responded, voice strained and off.

I pulled back, running for Newt. "Isaac!"

The stunned blonde stumbled with the force of my embrace.

Everything had clicked when I saw the soft, dark skinned face and kind eyes.

I remembered.