Hey people here is a new story I hope you all enjoy it. And Today doing the disclaimer is… *INSERT DRUMROLL* MINHO

Minho: I have to go

Me: Just do the disclaimer, you shank

Minho: *Rolls eyes* Dragon's Slave owns nothing but the plot.

ME: You can leave now See you at the end.

Dreams: LOOKS LIKE THIS

Telepathy: Looks like this

Talking: "look like this"

Enjoy

Chapter 1

My eyes fluttered open as metal ground against metal. I stood up and looked around and noticed I was surrounded by boxes and a cage. The animal inside was screaming to be let out. I wanted to help but realised I should focus on myself. I stood up and looked at myself. I wore a blue t-shirt with "Mighty întotdeauna cad repede" on it which I knew meant the Mighty always fall. I had on black jeans and blue shoes. I wore a bracelet with a wolf, a dragon, and a rose charm on it. Suddenly the elevator sped up and jolted to a stop sending me sprawling to the floor. I winced as my back connected with the floor. I glared at the ceiling and winced as light flooded the small area.

My eyes quickly adjusted. I saw I was surrounded by boys. One boy dropped down and grabbed the front of my shirt forcefully.

"Day one, Greenie,rise and shine," the boy practically snarled at me. He then pushed me out of the elevator and onto the dirt. I looked around and my eyes locked with three different boys: an Asian looking kid, A blonde adonis(in my opinion), and a colored kid. My brain was trying to remembering anything I could. A hand was thrust in front of my face. My eyes met with a dark skinned male. He was about 6'2", with black hair and cold, dark brown eyes. I took his hand and he hauled me to my feet. I yelped as I fell into a hard chest. I weighed about 100 pounds and that was way too much force. I blushed and pulled back. The boy laughed and I blushed harder.
"My names Alby," the boy said once he stopped laughing."I'm the leader around here."

When he said here he made a sweeping motion with his arms. I giggled quietly and looked around curiously. I was in a square like area with 4 walls that stretched for miles. The grass came to my ankles and there were wild animals. The boys had dispersed a long time ago except the blonde.

"Greenie, this is Newt," Alby said slinging an arm around the blonde's shoulder, "He's in charge when I'm not around."

"Good thing you're always around then," Newt chuckled. He spoke with a British accent and I had to bite my lip. They turned to me after conversing quietly for a few seconds. Alby walked away leaving me with Newt. He grabbed my arm and pulled me towards a rickety house-like structure.

"This is the Homestead," he started, "It's where we have meetings and try to eat Frypan's food."

I smiled and we continued like that. Him explaining things and me listening. We reach what he called the Deadwoods. Newt told me it was a sad and desolate place. I ignored him and walked in.

"Hey, GREENIE!" Newt called. "Wait up!"

"My name is Thomas," I responded and sped up. Newt caught up to me when we reached the gravesite. I study them for about 15 minutes and spun on my heel and walked away.

He concluded the tour by telling me about the doors. A small chubby boy came up to us, smiling brightly. He introduced himself as Chuck. My mind flashed back to a memory, i think, of me, a baby Chuck and a woman.

~~~~~~~~Flashback~~~~~~~~
I sat on a hard metal chair and swung my legs back and forth as I waited for news. I looked to be about 5 or 6. A tall man with black hair and cold blue eyes came out.

"Go on and see your mother, brat," the man (Charlie my mind supplied) snarled. I went in quickly. My mom was laying on a hospital bed holding a baby in a blue blanket. She made a come here motion with her hand. I walked over, a light of curiosity in my eyes.

"Meet your brother, Thomas," My mom spoke softly. "Thomas, meet your little brother Chuck."

"Hi, Chuck, I'm your big brother and I'm gonna protect you," I declared. "I promise."

Chuck giggled and gripped my finger tightly.

~~~~~~~Flashback End~~~~~

I groaned at the pain that was radiating through my head. My eyes opened slowly. I met the eyes of my little brother. The sound of raised voices had me moaning louder.

"Looks like the shank can't handle the pain," a cold voice spoke.

"Shut up, ya bloody wanker!" Newt yelled angrily.

Newt was by my side helping me sit up. I leaned heavily against his chest.
"Gally stop being a arsehole and get to work," Newt snapped.

Gally growled and stalked off. I looked up at Newt's face. He has a concerned frown on his lips. I smiled gently and sat up.

"Where's Minho and Alby?" I asked

"They went into the Maze because someone claimed to have found a dead griever," New responded. I nodded and he helped me up. We head outside and it was raining. I leant against a pole, eyes watching the doors intently.

"What happens if they don't make it back?" I wondered out-loud.

"They'll make it," Newt answered.

"What if they don't?" I demanded eyes narrowed.

"They'll make it," was the same answer. I growled and headed towards the doors. The rain pounded against my back and shoulders causing me to shiver. Slowly the rain stopped. All the Gladers gathered around the doors.

"There!" I yelped and pointed just as Minho rounded the corner dragging Alby with him.

The Gladers started yelling encouragements.

"They're not going to make it," Newt said despondently.

I glanced around and sighed. I darted into the Maze despite the yelling for me not to. The doors slammed shut and I looked at Minho. Trapped.
"Congratulations," Minho panted. "You just killed yourself."

I looked around and noticed a pair of glowing purple eyes.