Second Chapter •x•
I published a big'n today. It surprisingly didn't take that long to write though. I am going to be following closer to the movies then the books, but I'll still add little tidbits of the book here and there.
I do not own Percy Jackson or The Maze Runner. All rights go to their respective owners.
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Percy stood there in dumbfounded. He had absolutely no idea what to do. A large crcrowd of only boys surrounded the box-like pit he was in "Hey Greenie!" someone yelled, "they take your brain and your memory?" Percy snapped out of his stupor and realized that they had thrown a rope down for him. He quickly grabbed the rope and put his foot through the loop on the bottom.
When they finished pulling him out of the pit, he stood up and took in the scenery around him. He was in a large, grassy, plain-like area surrounded by four enormous walls, all with a wide cuts in them that led into long corridors. About half of the walled-in area was covered in a dense forest. A little less than half of the forest looked either dead or dying. There was a large shack-ish building about halfway between the cement area the box came up in and the edge of the healthy forest. There was another building. it was a ways off, right next to a group of pens filled with farm animals. In a different section, there was a large field/garden. Both filled with ripe crops.
A large African-American man stepped through the crowd and a taller boy with a slight limp behind him. "I'm Alby," the former said " the leader of the Glade." Alby gestured to the large area they were in. "and this is Newt." he followed, gesturing behind him. Newt smiled and waved. Percy returned the gesture. "Do you remember your name, Greenie?" Alby asked. Percy was confused. Why wouldn't I remember my name? he thought. He was about to ask, but he decided against it, he would play this out, find out as much as he could. "Percy." he replied. By then a bit more than half of the boys had left. "You came up a little earlier than usual Greenie, Newt here will give you your tour and find you a place to sleep." "Come on, Greenie." Newt said, tuning around and starting to walk away, "We've got a lot to see."
"This here is the Homestead." Newt said, pointing to the largest building percy had seen. "it serves as the gathering area for the keepers, the Kitchen and dining area, but mostly the med-jacks use it as the hospital area. After that there's the Deadheads." he continued, pointing at the area of forest that looked dead. "A ways back in there is where we keep the graveyard." "Graveyard?" Percy asked, surprised. "I'll explain later" Newt replied. "Then there's the Bloodhouse," he pointed to the second building that was next to the animal pens."where we slaughter the animals for food. And finally, the Gardens," He pointed to the field Percy had seen earlier. "I bet you can guess what that's for." he said.
"The jobs of the Glade are, Runners, they go into the past the walls exploring, Sloppers, those are people who suck at all the other jobs, they act as the janitors, sort of, Builders, no explanation needed, Bricknicks who are similar to Builders, but mainly focus on repairs, Slicers who slaughter the animals for eating, Baggers who take care of the dead bodies," he stopped there and gave Percy a look that said I'll explain later. "and act as the police of the Glade, Med-jacks, who are the doctors, Track-hoes, they work in the Gardens, and Cooks. Each job has a keeper. Whenever something strange or important happens, we call a Gathering of the Keepers. Only the keepers, Alby and I can attend. Alby and I can attend because Alby is the leader of the Glade, and I'm his second in command.
Newt then turned to Percy. "And there's your tour, Greenie. Now let's find you a sleeping bag and a sleeping area." Newt turned around and started walking away. "Wait." Percy said. "First, call me Percy. Second, what's down those paths and past the walls?" he asked, pointing to the openings in said walls. Newt got a slightly dark look on his face. "We only have three rules here Gre- Percy. he emphasized Percy's name. "Rule one, Do your part. We don't need slackers. Rule two, never harm another glader. You're one of us now, we don't need distrust between us. Rule three, never leave the Glade. Not unless your a Runner. Good that?" Percy had a million thoughts running through his head. And a million more questions to ask. But he just decided to leave it at that. "Ok." he said.
Dinner that night (and every night) was cooked by Frypan, the keeper of the Cooks. It was way better than Percy would have expected. He sat next to Newt and ate outside the Homestead. In the middle of Percy inhaling his food, he heard a horrible noise. It wasn't even close to being in the top ten worse noises he had heard, but it still wasn't pleasant to listen to. His head shot up and he immediately looked in the direction the sound was coming from, the wall. "That's just the walls closing. You'll get used to it." Newt reassured him.
When Percy went to bed, his brain was full of only confusion and questions. Why am I here? He thought Where is Annabeth? Where's Frank, Hazel, Leo, Jason, and Piper? I just want to go home... His thoughts continued like.this until he fell asleep. And luckily, he had no dreams.
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Chapter two is done. I hope you guys (or whoever reads this) liked it and that you read and review. I'd love to know what you think and I want to hear any requests or suggestions that you may have.
Until chapter three... Byyeee!
