Hey shanks and Gladers! As those of you who followed my other fanfiction, Into the Maze, this is the sequel to it. Warning to those who have not watched the movie ( absolutely must watch, shucking awesome! ) who still want to read it, major spoilers ar coming your way. Mostly based on the movie but also there are some elements of the book I added inside. From now on, I'm going to do a shout out for each person who reviewed my previous story. So first up are and NorangeKat722 ( apologies for any errors made in spelling ). has been my biggest supporter and for NorangeKat722, thanks so much for the awesome review. I went nuts after watching the scorch trials and decided to express my feelings and fangirlish feels in this story through Diana. I don't own most of the characters. James Dashner does and Wes Ball owns the movie. Let the scorch trials begin!
A woman stood beside the window, a telephone at her ear. Tears were running down the sides of her cheeks as she spoke and as she put the phone down, she came over to me and scooped me in her arms. "You're going away for a while, Charlotte," she said and the girl nodded. The little girl had brown eyes and long sandy blonde hair that was tide in pigtails. A boy sat on the sofa, reading a book. "James, come here," the woman said and when he came over, she hugged them both tightly. "When those people come and take you away, always remember that Mummy loves you,"she whispered and the girl nodded. "Where are we going, Mummy?" She asked and she just looked at her with sad eyes. "Somewhere safe. I promise," she said and the scene warped away.
The sound of screeching metal filled my ears and I jerked up, the floor jerking underneath my feet. I was in the metal Box again and I braced myself as it went faster and faster. "No no. No!" I screamed and I stood up and grabbed at the bars, screaming and pounding. "Get me out of here!" I screamed, pounding the cage just as it slammed through the opening. As I threw my hands up to shield my face, I saw a world of dust and heat. There was no one about and I screamed, "Minho! Newt! Anybody." The ground started to shake and I was sinking, the sand swirling around my knees. "Help!" I screamed as I was sucked deeper and deeper and suddenly a hand grabbed me and pulled me out. "Everything is going to change," a voice said and when I looked up I saw Minho but his face was covered with black veins.
"What happened to you?" I screamed as I tried to get away. He grabbed me by the arms and pulled me close. "I'm better now. We're safe," he smiled and I screamed and screamed and screamed. "NO!" I screamed and my eyes flew open. "Hey easy," a familiar voice said and I looked up to see Minho, his face sleepy. He looked normal but I jerked away from him. "Hey. You just had a bad dream,"he murmured and I leaned back against him. As I looked out of the window, I saw that it had turned to night and there were blinking lights at a distance.
"Get up, kids! We're almost there!" The man who had rescued us earlier barked and we slowly got up. I yawned and stretched as the helicopter slowly began its decent to the ground. The door slid open once we landed and armed men started to grab us by the arms and shouted for us to get up. I saw Thomas still sleeping in the corner and Minho grabbed him by the shoulders and yelled, "Thomas! Come on! We've got to go!" That managed to jerk Thomas from his sleep and he stumbled out before he shouted and turned back to grab something.
As we ran towards the huge building that sat in front of us, I heard shrieks and howls coming from the sand dunes behind us. "Cranks! We've got Cranks!" A man yelled and they began to open fire as dark figures began to make their way down the dunes. "Come on. Get them out of here!" The man yelled and we ran towards the open doors. Gunshots and shrill wails filled the air as we ran and when we tumbled inside, the metal doors slammed shut behind us and we looked around the facility. There were men walking about, shouting orders and there were heavy machinery carrying things about.
"Come on. You must be hungry," the man who had been with us in the chopper earlier said and he escorted us through the area to a metal door. He swung it open and inside was a table laden with food. "Enjoy," he grinned and he slammed the door shut behind us. For a while we just stared at the scene. There was real pizza, sandwiches, fried chicken and all sorts of other stuff. There were even plates and cutlery laid out on the table. "Uh anyone gonna eat that?" Frypan asked and we walked as one, grabbing plates and filling them up with food. I sat on a pile of sacks and sank my teeth into a piece of chicken. "Oh, this is so shucking good," I moaned as I dug into my food. Minho jammed a piece of pizza into his mouth and he let out an ahh of satisfaction. "I have been shucked and gone to heaven," he said and we just sat there eating and refilling, making a mess out of the place.
When we were done, we laid back on the sacks and just lay there staring at the ceiling. We've been rescued from the Maze and now we're eating food that has been laid out in front of our faces. This all seemed too good to be true. "Something is not right. Why rescue us from the Maze and bring us here?" I wondered and Minho shrugged. "Who cares? We're safe now," he said and I snuggled against him. Thomas and Theresa sat whispering in a corner and Newt just stared at the wall.
After waiting for a few hours, we were knocked out. The next day, or maybe a few hours later which we didn't know or couldn't tell since the wasn't a clock in the room, the door banged open and a man in a black coat and white turtle neck shirt came in. We shot to our feet and approached him and he eyed us. "My, do you kids look like shit," he said and he motioned us to follow him. "My name is A.D. Janson. I run this place. This is where we seek refuge. More like a home in between homes. Unfortunately there won't be much of anything left from where you guys come from. Here you get to start over and stay safe. Where WICKED will never find and hurt you again," he said and I just felt like this was all wrong.
"Why are you helping us?" Minho asked as we ducked under metal and sparks. "Let's just say others want you kids for something," he said and I wondered what do we kids have that others would want. "This is where you new lives await," Janson said as he swiped a card over a panel and the door opened with a loud whoosh. "Before you enter your new lives," he said, spinning around , clapping his hands together and smiling at us. "Let's do something about that smell," he finished and I sniffed myself. Okay, I had to admit we did smell awful.
He led us down the hall and pointed us to the boy and girl showers. I went with Theresa and Minho whispered in my ear as we passed. "See you later, alright?" He said and I nodded and he kissed my cheek before we separated. Both of us walked to the showers and I peeled off my clothing and ducked under hot shower. I stood there for a long time, letting the water drip down my face and as I looked down, I saw some blood mixing with the water. I scrubbed soap into my hair and my body before rinsing myself again.
After aroud half an hour, Theresa called out, "Hey, you still alive in there?" "Yeah, shank," I replied and I stepped out, drying my hair in a towel. They had laid out a white shirt and long black cotton pants for me which I pulled on. When Theresa came out, she was dressed similarly except she was wearing all white. Something in my memory said that I had seen this before but I shrugged the thought away as I tied my shoes.
A woman came in and escorted us to a medical bay. They began taking blood from us and I watched as they filled tube after tube with blood. "Hey, you shanks got enough?" I asked and the woman just smiled. "Just a little more, sweetheart," she said and I glared at her. "Don't call me that," I snapped and she rolled her eyes. She took up a syringe filled with liquid and was about to inject it into me when I asked, "What is this?" "Just a little supplement of what you lacked in the Maze. Vitamins A to K, the like," she said and I wondered how she even know we came from the Maze. Guess they must have told her.
I looked up and glanced around the room. Thomas sat in a chair, his gaze quizzical and watchful. Minho was running in a treadmill, wires running all over his body. He grinned at me just as the curtains were drawn around me. "Hello, Diana," a doctor said as she sat down on a chair opposite me. She let out a hand to shake but I didn't take it. She sighed and said, "Look. I'm just trying to help you. We're the good guys here," she said and I rolled my eyes. "Then can you at least start by telling me why did you take so much blood from us?" I asked. "It's for scientific purposes," she answered.
"Look. You have been chosen for something important. Just a minor little operation and then you can go," she said and I just nodded. "So what's in for me? Why am I chosen?" I snapped and she just glanced at her clipboard. "Just know that you're special, that's all," she said and she called the nurse over and told her to bring me out. She lead me to the back door and I started to say, "Let me say goodbye to the others." The nurse didn't answer and just brought me to a room before shitting it behind me. I heard the familiar click of a lock and I turned around and saw Theresa sitting in the middle of the room at a table.
"They called you too?" She asked and I nodded as I pulled a chair over and sat down. For some time we just sat there, staring at the wall or each other. I didn't really know Theresa that well and didn't know what to say to her. She looked around as though something was familiar to her and I couldn't help but wonder whether she had really worked for WICKED. After a long time the door opened and the doctor who had talked to me stood there, clipboard in hand again. "Ladies, if you would follow me," she said and I glanced at Theresa, who shrugged and headed after her.
We walked down a long hallway, the lights shining above us and we passed by a glass. Beyond it were many kids eating and chatting in a cafeteria. As I looked longer, I saw the other Gladers sitting at a table and Thomas had turned and saw Theresa. Minho looked up for a moment and his eyes went wide when he saw me. I saw his mouth shaping my name and I stopped to go to the glass. "Hey miss. Would you continue to follow me," the woman snapped and I just walked to the glass.
"Miss," she said again and suddenly a man came from the other side of the door and grabbed me by the arm. "Hey! What's the deal?!" I shouted as he dragged me away. Minho and Thomas had started to come over before we were blocked from their view. I shook my arm away as we went through a door and glared at the man. He just grunted and soon we reached a medical room. I was told to sit on a bed and I just laid there, staring at the ceiling. As I looked to my side, I saw a tray filled with operating apparatus lined up neatly on it. "Hey. What are you going to do to us?" I asked and a male doctor who was preparing something in a syringe just smiled behind his surgical mask.
"Don't worry. It won't hurt a bit," he said and as he came closer, I kicked out, sending the syringe flying out of his hand and onto the ground. "Don't you come near me!" I shouted and I got it and ran on the door, shouts following me. "Grab her!" The doctor shouted and I felt big hands grabbing my arms and I struggled and screamed between them. "Let go of me! Minho! Newt!" I screamed as they slammed me down on the bed. "Stupid little prick," one of the man said and the doctor plunged the syringe into my arm. Pain shot through my arm and I screamed as I slowly faded into the darkness.
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