I carried Cuck the whole way through the city and back to the Berg. Apparently I have super human strength as a Crank. It's cool and weird and scary at the same time. But, of course we had to stop along the way.

Sure there was the occasional Crank attack here and there, but it was not near us, so yay!

Ruthless much? Yes. Staying alive much? Yes. Seems that there is a good reason to be happy about that.

"Are you sure you can carry him?" Minho asked for the 5 thousandth time.

"Yes." I sighed in exasperation.

"It's fine to stop acting the hero once in awhile," Brenda cut in. "We all know you're just an attention whore and you do all these great, life saving things for the attention."

"Yeah," I said, "and you're an Angel from Heaven, and Minho is the slowest shank ever." I rolled my eyes but winced slightly because of my pounding headache.

"'S okay?" Chuck asked. It's kinda cute how he worries about me. Well, I guess I am a Crank and all.

"I'm fine." I kissed Chuck's forehead and he dozed off again.

Brenda gave me a wicked smirk. Heh heh… wicked…. "It's kinda cute how you can go from total slut to loving sister in a matter of seconds."

I stopped. "What did you just say?"

"Just how you're a stupid slut that will sleep with anyone. Even a stupid Crank."

I gently sat Chuck against the wall of a building before I did anything rash with him in my arms.

A low growl formed itself in my throat and the next thing I knew i had Brenda pinned to the ground with my arm up to her throat.

"Do it, kill me." Brenda tempted me. Blood was streaming down her face from her nose where I must've punched her.

"You ever insult me in front of my brother again, and you will find there is a fate worse than death." Well then, I go from Crank to dramatic movie star actor in a matter of seconds. That's always fun….

"Who's to say he'll be alive next time?" Brenda asked.

That's it. The Crank is unleashed.

My whole body shook as I kicked as her ribs and a sickening crack came from them.

Before I could do any more damage, Minho and Jorge barely held me back due to my super human Crank strength, but managed to keep me away from Brenda.

"What's happening to her?" Hans asked.

"Crank 2.0 is what's happening. Sometimes I'm sane, sometimes… heh, not so much." I shrugged and laughed dryly.

Then, my body just had to show him proof and I started to have a conversation… with myself….

"Why do I need to tell him this, shouldn't Jorge or someone have told him already? Yeah but he probably wouldn't come if they'd known my condition." And for emphasis, a laugh. Yep, I'm totally losing it. "True." God, I am insane.

"I-I can't work with a Crank." It took all of my energy and willpower to not cave his skull in and pull out his guts with my bare hands.

"What." My voice sounded harsh, though I didn't intend it to be. "you can't do that! What about me! What about Chuck!" And just like that i went from wanting to kill someone, to bawling my eyes out.

"I'm so-orry," Hans' voice caught in his throught. "But I am not will ing to risk my own safety for two children.

O-oh, if Minho and Jorge weren't hold me back, Hans would get to see what its like to be on the receiving end of a Cranks wrath.

"You didn't just-" I started, but he cut me off.

"I don't want to die. It's simple. I wont risk it. Not even for you two." He started walking back to his apartment which we were now at least 3 miles away from.

"I'LL KILL YOU!" I shouted at his back. "JUST WAIT, I'LL KILL YOU!" I started crying as I screamed at him. "I'LL KILL YOU SO SLOWLY, YOU WOULD WISH YOU WERE DEAD. I'LL MAKE SURE YOU GET TO SEE YOUR OWN HEART STOP AS YOU DIE."

My shoulders started shaking as I went limp between Minho and Jorge and cried out one last thing to him. "I hate you! And I always will! How many times did My dad help you out, and you wont even repay him by helping me!"

Hans still ignored me. He was a block and a half away, but he was stopped. He wasn't moving anymore. He was just standing, waiting for me to say anything else.

"I saw him." This caught his attention.

Hans turned around, and walked back so he was only half a block away instead of one and a half. "Who?"

"My dad. A few days ago." I said truthfully.

"No you didn't, that's impossible." Hans responded.

"I think you have it wrong. It means hope for a cure. I was talking to him. Actually talking. I told him how me a Chuck were okay, how I needed to fix things with Newt. He held on to sanity. For about 10 years. If that's not hope, I don't know what is." I explained.

Hans stared at me and I could tell he was thinking. All he did was turn back around. Walking away again, as I was screaming once more.

"YOU SHUCKING TWAT! Minho, let me go! I'LL KILL YOU, I SWEAR IT! Let me go! I'LL KILL YOU AND I'LL LOVE EVERY MOMENT OF IT! Please let me…." I was a sobbing mess in Minho's arms now.

"C'mon, lets get back to the Burg." Minho suggested after a few minutes of silence.

I pulled away and Minho picked up Chuck this time, seeing as i was in no condition to carry him.

A few seconds later, I heard a scream. I looked back, only to see Hans getting mawled by 3 Cranks. I smiled and continued walking. That ass deserves everything that's coming to him right now.

AN : I FINALLY UPDATED. And it only took about 50 days. And this is going to have more chapters than I first anticipated, but it's fine, because then it will go with the actual book, the Death Cure better.

And for future reference, you might get really mad at me towards the end and at the end, but it just has to be that way, sorry in advance.

That's about it, buh bye!