Hi guys! I'm back and I finally got this chapter done. It did get deleted but I shortened it so I could update quicker and not keep you guys waiting for so long. I hope you enjoy this chapter!

-TheFearlessDreamer


*****I DO NOT OWN THE MAZE RUNNER TRILOGY. ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO JAMES DASHNER*****


Several days later, Rebecca, having just successfully taken a few things from the Box, walked onto the balcony of her tree house. The sky began to darken and the Runners had returned from their trip into the Maze hours earlier. As she was about to sit down into her hammock, she noticed something unusual in the corner of her eye. A figure. A figure that was running through the gates of the Maze. A figure that certainly wasn't supposed to do what he was doing. Without a second thought, Rebecca sprang to her feet and ran to the ladder, grabbing a couple weapons and supplies on the way. Scared to spend precious time, Rebecca jumped onto the ground from her tree house, falling once she made contact with the dirt. Hastily, she got up and sprinted to the gates of the Maze, her bag hitting her back with every step.

By the time she reached the gates of the Maze, they were already closing.

"What the bloody hell do you think you're thinking?" a voice yelled behind her

Rebecca quickly spun around as brown eyes met hazel ones. Newt stood with shock spread across his face.

"If you go in there you'll die. You'll never return." he said

"I know but I can't just let the poor boy die in there" Rebecca said before she ran into the closing gap of the gates.


The gates closed loudly behind her and Rebecca jumped from the loud noise. Step after step, Rebecca ran further into the dangerous clutches of the Maze. Darkness loomed over her head and she already knew, there was no backing out now. The gates of the Maze had already closed shut. It was only her, the walls, the terrible creatures that lurked and Stephen, whether dead or alive.


Rebecca ran for what seemed like hours before finding Stephen. His wails and screams cut through the silence like a hot knife through butter. She took a sharp turn towards the noise and spotted the boy lying on the cold, concrete ground.

"Oh my god!" Rebecca exclaimed as she ran to his motionless body "Hey wake up!" she yelled as she vigorously shook him

The boy's eyes slowly fluttered open "Am I dead yet? Are you an angel here to take me to wherever I go next?"

"God no! You're still alive. Thank goodness"

"I'm not dead?"

Rebecca shook her head "Not yet, but you will be if you don't get up now"

"Who are you?"

"Name's Rebecca. Now get up! Let's go" she answered as she extended her hand to him

The boy took her hand and she pulled him to his feet

"My name's Stephen"

"Nice to meet you. Now lets go" Rebecca said

Together they ran for a little while. Suddenly, a loud screech echoed.

Rebecca jumped out of her skin "What he heck was that?"

"You don't want to find out" Stephen answered "We call them Grievers. No ones ever lived to tell the story of their experiences, but we know well enough to stay clear of them."

Quickly, the screeching and scraping of metal against concrete grew louder and louder with every second.

"We have to go now" the boy yelled

"No, wait a minute" Rebecca replied as she walked towards the sound.

Sticking her head out, Rebecca saw a large hideous, bulbous creature. Piercing blood red eyes met hazel ones.

"Shit!" Rebecca exclaimed as she ran back to Stephen "Run!"

Rapidly, the two of them dashed off in a sprint but the Grievers metal legs clanged loudly behind them. They ran as fast as their feet could carry them.

"Stephen come on!" she yelled as the boy behind her began to slow down "Come on it's catching up!"

Rebecca crashed into a tall concrete wall and fell.

"Damnit! It's a dead end! Let's turn around" she yelled as she turned on her heels and ran. Stephen followed closely behind. Suddenly, a screech boomed loudly from behind them.

"Rebecca!" Stephen screamed

Rebecca spun around to see the Grieve who's clwas were wrapped aound Stephen scrambling body, walking away.

"Stephen!" she yelled "Hold on I'll get you out of there!" as she drew her bow and arrow and took a shot, hitting the creature in it's side.

"Rebecca! It's useless! Stop!"

"I can't let you die!"

"It's too late! Run!" the boy yelled

Rebecca stood there in complete shock

"Go! Go Rebecca! Leave!"

"Goodbye Stephen" Rebecca said as she ran away, tears streaming down her face.


The next several hours passed in a blur. Stephen, the Grievers claws wrapped around his body. When flesh hit concrete when the Griever tossed Stephen against the wall. The sound of bones cracking upon impact against the hard material replayed in her mind. It was torture as it replayed over and over again as if it was automatically on loop.


So that's all I have for this chapter. I'm not sure when the next chapter will be posted because I haven't really figured out the exact plot for it yet but I assure you it is a work in progress. Feel free to review and give commentary on what you thought. Suggestions are also very nice to hear. See you later!

-TheFearlessDreamer