Maze Runner

Chapter 1

New Life Prologue: Disclaimer: I don't own Maze Runner or Naruto.

He opened his eyes to darkness, and a high pitched rattling sound. The ground was lurching beneath him, and he groggily rolled from his back and got to his feet, staggering to the side as a particularly harsh jerk disturbed his equilibrium. He shook his head as he crashed to his hands and knees, trying to blink away the pressure behind his eyes. His muscles all felt sore and achy, like he'd been doing something strenuous, while he could taste the copper-like flavor of blood in his mouth. He blinked and brought a hand to his temple as pain surged through his eyes, trying to focus his rampant thoughts.

Where was he?

How did he get here?

Why was he so sore?

Who was he?

WIth a grimace he lay back against the wall of the shaft he was in and turned to look behind him, only to fly back once he saw distinctly glowing eyes peering at him. Breathing heavily, he leaned against one of the crates as he tried to organize his thoughts once more. With the focus his mind functioned quickly, without any problems. He took in all that he could organize about the area and practically saw the equations, the pros and cons, the possibilities and impossibilities. He knew he could figure this out, if only he remembered!

Knowledge flashed into existence, how the world worked, the memories and the details of what he should have known instinctually. He did remember some things, like how he used to watch the rain as it came down, the feeling of wind pressing him forward as he ran alongside others, the satisfaction that came with food after a long day of doing work, or something like that. Despite his memories of the world, he didn't remember facts about himself.

He knew that he was sixteen. He didn't know his name, first, middle, or last. He knew what he was good at, talented at. He didn't know his likes though, his dislikes, or his dreams. Talents were all he knew, as they would come in handy, and they were a part of you. They were what you were born with, or had practiced enough that they were ingrained into your psyche.

He slid down to the cold metal of the cage he seemed to be in, lost in thoughts so deep that he completely disregarded the hungry eyes looking at him through the elevator, and the sounds of the pulleys and chains working on pulling him up. His pain hit him sharply and he cried out, biting his tongue when he heard the creatures growl. The elevator's speed picked up, faster and faster, until coming to an abrupt stop, making him fly up and hit his head as he flew across the small space, only aggravating his pain even more.

It was silent for a while, and he wasn't sure how much time passed. He couldn't help but squint when the heavy doors above him were pulled open and his pupils dilated and contracted at the brightness of the outside world, trying to adjust from the darkness they'd contrasted to. He rapidly blinked and shadowed his eyes from the light as he listened to the other boys all exclaim something or other.

"Look at that loser."

"How old do ya think he is?"

"Looks like a wimp in a t shirt."

"You're the wimp, idiot."

"Ugh, it stinks down there!"

"Hope you enjoyed that trip, Greenie."

"Ain't no ticket back, man."

This is only the beginning! I'm trying to stay close to the story line of Maze Runner, while adding my own twists. Can you guess which Naruto characters play as a Maze Runner character? I'm updating the next chapter tonight, too.