This is my first fanfic sorry for any mistakes. Please give me some feed back. Thanks :)
Chapter 1:
I awoke to a metal cage fencing me in. The metal dug into my skin making me wince. The first thing I notice is the darkness. Darkness surrounds me like a dark blanket wrapping around me and pushing me deeper into the black abyss. I'm afraid of what the darkness hinds behind its dark veil. Fear takes ahold of me as only see darkness. Maybe I'm blind, I don't remember being blind actually I don't remember much at all. How did I even get gere? Where am I? Who am i? Why can't remember anything? More questions shoved through my panic stricken mind.
I started to scream banging against the metal grid. "Help!" I scream with my voice cracking from the strain of yelling so loudly. I continue to scream each yell ripping at my throat. "Help me, please!" I felt my voice slowly fading into a hoarse whisper. I pushed my voice to its extent. "Please help," I cry before the sobs take over my body.
Darkness,coldness and no memory, could it get any worse? All i can do is curl up into a ball and think. I bring my legs up to my chest and hide my head in my knees as my brain tries to make some sort of explanation, but a wall seems to be blocking my memories only general information filters through. Why can't I remember my family,friends,name. I don't even know how old I am! I want to get out of this horrible moving contraption. My shoulders shake as my sobs start again. "Help me," I chant it over and over like a mantra.
It feels like forever before the harsh metal box jerks to a stop. A small line of light trickles through. The darkness finally fades into the corners. I peek between my knees. "Crybaby," I hear a remark from above. "Shut up if u remember correctly you were crying so shuck in hard that..." the deep voice was cut of by a scratchy voice. "He's not coming out of the box," a heard it say. "I'll go get 'em," the deep voice sighs.
The deep voiced boy jumps into the box it shakes I yelp and back into the corner. "I ain't gonna hurt ya, Greenie," the voice says grumpily. I lift my head up and stare at him fearfully. "Your a shuckin' girl!" He exclaimed. I nod. "Well then... um... Newt," he yells up towards the opening. "Coming, you awkward grouch," I hear a strange accent answer. A tall lanky boy sits in front of me cautiously. I back up into the wall as murmurs erupt above me. I am to scared to talk but the boy answers my unasked question. "This is the Glade. Can you please come out and talk?" He asks softly. He was nicer then the other boy but I dint trust him. "Shuck it," the dark skinned boy behind the lanky blonde one mumbles. He stood there awkwardly but finally spoke up. The awkward boy sling me over his shoulder and carried out of the box.
I looked around once he set me down. He mumbled an apology but I was listening. Grass covered the fields and hastily built building stood in the corner but the thing that stood out the most were the giant concrete slabs poking up from the ground. The walls never seemed to end. Ivy blanketed it pale grey surface. Where am i? "Sorry Greene but first impressions aren't really my thing," dark skinned boy says rubbing the back of his neck. "I'm Alby," he sticks out a hand. I stare at his hand not moving. "OK then," he shrugs. I stare at the symmetrical walls they all have small openings. That must the an exit.
We make it just jn time becuase a sudden booming noise erupts and shakes the Glade. I jump. Screeching concrete on metal makes me cringe. The walls then defy gravity and start to close. Thick rods jut out of the wall and fit perfectly into jagged hole sj the other wall. How is this happening? Another loud boom signals the closing of the concrete slabs. That's when I lose it. Panic creeps up on me and I start to freak out. I don't realize Newt and Alby next to me until I hear Newt's voice. "Bloody hell she's having a panic attack," Alby sits in front of me. "Hey. I know it's a lot to take in but this place is actually pretty cool,"he smiles. "If you don't count the Grievers," Gel boy yells behind me. It's not helping. No air is reaching my lungs. Newt plops down beside me and takes my hand and rubs my back. I am so scared. The problem is there's nothing I can do about it. I'm trapped and I don't know if there's a way to escape.