Disclaimer: I do not own The Maze Runner Trilogy. All characters belong to James Dashner except my OC, Tara and other character Alec.

—Chapter 10—

Newt

He sprinted towards her, calling her name. She wouldn't go in, would she?
Then it happened, and he watched, yelling her name as loud as humanly possible, as she squeezed in through the monstrous doors without even glancing back. He watched as her slender figure and dark brown hair was whisked from sight by the Maze. He watched as it took the last bit of hope from him, the last bit of love.
"Tara! Tara! NO!" he howled, banging the concrete doors with his fists, doing damage only to himself.
Minho rushed from behind, well not exactly rushed, more like wobbled, realizing what had happened.
"Dude, give it up, it's not going to work, she's not coming back." he said softly, pulling Newt back with his free hand.
Newt sunk to his knees and hung his head low, breathing heavily.
Minho stared at him in disbelief.
"What's all this commotion about?" Alby questioned as he walked up to Newt who simply shook his head.
"Tara went inside the Maze to save Alec, now we've lost a Runner and the only girl in the Glade." Minho informed him. Alby's scowl returned as he crossed his arms, "never, never have I seen such an outrage, it's been three shuck months we're here and we've had only one death! Now we loose two people in one night" he breathed in "I don't see what we can do about it, but I do know that those two won't last a second out there." he concluded, shaking his head.
"Now quit boo hooing Newt, she ain't comin back, and that's as true a word could ever get." Alby ordered.
Newt got up shakily, his hands hung to his side. Minho accompanied him back to Homestead where Newt was left alone in his room, staring at the wall, gazing into nothingness.

Tara
The doors closed behind her with a deafening boom. Her main focus was on the guy, he stared at her, his eyes wide with shock.
"You came here, you broke the rules, to save me, why?" he said in a raspy voice. He was the same age as Tara, and about an inch taller than herself, he had dark hair and blue eyes. Tara rushed over to help him.
"I couldn't leave you here to die all alone, umm... but I guess we're both stuck here now aren't we?" she said, realization seeping into her.
She was stuck in a maze full of horrible creatures who would no doubt eat her with a boy who's leg was broken and she had to take care of. Wow.
She looked around, ropes of ivy hung from the walls, the night sky was dark and starry.

"I think we should get that leg wrapped up, I'm no Med-jack, but I'm pretty sure this ivy should help." she said as she cut some ivy from the wall with the knife that she had hidden in the belt of her combat boots. She wrapped the boy's leg as gently as she could while she tried to make small talk with him to clear the air a little.
"So...what's your name?" she asked as she wrapped his calf with the strong pieces of ivy.
"I'm Alec, you're Tara right? The Greenie?" he replied, biting his lip to stifle the groan that was about to escape his lips.
"Yeah..." Tara said, laughing nervously, she didn't like being called Greenie, but she didn't say anything since their main priority was actually staying alive for the night.
Tara had finished wrapping Alec's leg and she stood up, he put an arm around her neck for support and she put her arm around his hip. She wasn't liking the close proximity she was having to this guy, and for some reason she thought of Newt.
Then they heard it, the deathly moans of the Grievers, the sound of metallic parts contracting, they heard the sound of their worst nightmares, they heard the sound of true terror.
She glanced at Alec, who's jaw hung open, his eyes bulged.
Tara desperately thought of ideas to escape, then she saw it.
A corner in the walls covered with a jungle of ivy, someone could easily hide behind it without being noticed. She glanced at Alec, the horrifying sounds of the Grievers getting louder by the minute.
She pushed him to the side and they stumbled over to the wall.
"What are you doing?" he hissed.
"Just stay here" she said tucking him safely behind the vines.
A Griever appeared around the corner. Its repelling body twisting and rolling as it came closer.
"Don't. Move." Tara ordered him before running off.
"Hey Squishy Skin! Over here!" she yelled, waving her arms.
The Griever turned its head, or what should be its head towards her direction. Its spikes retracted, and its sickening body rolled towards her.

I only need to survive one night. One night. She constantly reminded herself.
She turned left.
"Ya Mucus Monster, come here!"
Her plan was to get it as far away as possible from Alec and then run for her shuck life.
It crawled towards her, its stinger trailing behind, it would be an understatement to say that she was scared. She was terrified.
She kept her body steady as she ran a few more meters. The Griever was moving much more faster than it was before. Tara ran a bit more before throwing some silly insults at the creature. She turned right, then left, then left, forward, right, forward, and it went on.
She realized it had been hours since she was running, beads of sweat dotted her forehead. She stopped to catch her breath, the deathly moan of the Griever coming from the right. And then came a several moans, the sound of many metal parts clanking. The Griever was not alone.

—Author's Notes—

I think the evilness of authors is brushing off in me, no seriously it's actually quite satisfying. Anyway I hope you enjoyed having to hold onto the Cliff with your fingers on the edge as you wait for the next chapter, I'll try to make it snappy. I ain't no cold-blooded murderer like Dashner ya know.

Ok, see ya next time!