So guys, here is chapter 3. A really big thanks to those people who reviewed and favorited this story and I hope you guys will have fun reading this fanfiction. I forgot to say this earlier but now I will say it. I don't own most of the Maze runner characters. They belong to James Dashner and the movie to Wes Ball who is one of the greatest directors ever to rock the world of movies. I present to you shanks chapter 3. Things might get bumpy here.
Around three years later
It's been almost three years since they took my brother and Minho. And it wasn't just them that disappeared. Other kids have been disappearing like clockwork for months. Those people whom I befriended, boys and girls alike, are disappearing one by one and the people in charge didn't even bother to answer my cries and pleas on where my brother had been taken. I cried myself to sleep for most nights, wishing that I could just see him one more time, even for a second. I would hug his shirt which still smelled of him every night until the smell went away and I would take another shirt and repeat the whole process.
Over the years, I managed to make a few friends. A pretty cool kid by the name of Sonya was my friend for a while before she disappeared a few months after my brother disappeared. A guy by the name of Siggy was actually pretty friendly but he disappeared a while later too. Soon I began on give up on making friends and spent the most of my time at the tracks where I used to run and hang out with my brother and Minho. I would run the whole day until my body screamed with pain and exhaustion but I didn't care. I had lost my family and friends. I was all alone.
There was a small section where we can use weapons. I had gotten pretty good at using the bow and arrow and I had to say I had become quite a shot at it. I even managed to sneak a bow and some arrows back into my room which I now inhabit alone. When I wasn't running or shooting, I was in my room reading whatever funny books the gave me. Most of them were classics like Great Expectations but my favorite was Dracula. I dunno. I guess I liked the part where people disappear and get bitten and stuff. So much like my life where everyone I knew was taken away from me.
Months passed and I started to change. I began to focus on finding my brother and what happened to the others. Sometimes I would tail the scientists to some areas until the point where I can't enter. There were even times where I saw some people getting carted in with some weird machinery stuck out from their body like they were some dead puppet. I did get into trouble a few times but I couldn't be bothered. I wanted to find my brother and get him out from whatever hell he was at now, and if possible spring Minho out as well. After all these years, my heart still yearned for him.
One day, I sat on my bed, reading my book. I had some music playing from some weird box they gave me and I found it pretty useful in distracted myself. I tossed the book onto the bed in frustration and I lay on the bed, Beethoven playing form the box. I was about to close my eyes and sleep when a knock came on the door. "Can you bloody morons leave me the crap alone!" I yelled as I lifted myself from the bed and yanked the door open. A man was standing at the door and behind him were two heavily armed men.
"Well, what do you want?" I snapped and he wiggled his eyebrows. "My are you one spitfire," he grinned. "I need you to come with us," he said and I just leaned against the door. "Well, am I in trouble or something? Cuz by now you should know I don't care about any bloody crap you people do around here," I spat and he narrowed his eyes. "Well, do you want to see your brother again?" He asked and my heart stopped pounding. "Wait, what? Where's James?" I demanded and he smiled. "You would find out soon enough," he said and with a gesture the men came in and grabbed me by the arms.
"You get your bloody arms off me!" I screamed and I bit into one of their arms. The man howled and nearly dropped me. I spat blood onto the floor. "You littleā¦" He started to say just as Janson came up and shot me with a taser gun. I slowly stopped fighting and they flung me onto a metal table they had used to cart James away and whisked me down the hall. As I slipped in and out of consciousness, I heard them saying. "She will be the first one in Group A. She will get reunited with her brother and that other brat Minho. Too bad she won't remember them," Janson said as they entered a set of double doors.
The sheet was thrown off my face and as the light shone into my face, I was lifted up and placed on a operating table. I realized I was in a operating theatre. "Get her prepped and put her in the Box," Janson said and I struggled to get up. "This one is just like her brother," the guard said and held my body down as nurse a sedated me. "No," I started to say before I slipped into unconsciousness.
And thus this concludes chapter 3. She is now on the way to the glade to meet the others. Thanks you for reading this chapter and reviews will be much appreciated.
