Thank you those three people for reviewing. Don't worry, though we are almost at an end (To this first one) There will be plenty more to come. I am planning on doing it through the whole series. I finished the Scorch Trials, and I am definitely doing Nera's P.o.v through that one. Still got the Death Cure though. And also, at the very end of this, there will be a chapter for the letter to WICKED from Ava Paige.

We looked at the slide. Minho did make sense, we had come up in the Box, so we would have to go down right? We stared at it. I think people are still shocked that we made it out. As I looked around I see my estimate what wrong. There are maybe 20 Gladers left. Most of which I don't know. I see Newt, Frypan, Minho, Chuck, Thomas, and Teresa. That's about it.

"Who goes first?" Someone asked. Everyone looked around at each other. Minho sighed.

"I'll go." He went down. One by one, Gladers followed him. Me, Newt, Teresa, and Thomas were some of the last ones there. Newt gestured for me to go down before him. So I went down the slide. I didn't really say anything as I slide to and fro around. I heard Newt follow me not long after, who was followed by Teresa, then Thomas.

We all stared then, for what we saw was impossible. It was Gally. Alive. Breathing. Not dead. That wasn't possible though, the Griever rolled over him! I had seen it! Gally stood next to a woman. She had a serious look in her eyes.

"Gally?" Someone asked, with no response from the boy.

"Good job. All of you, you have made it out of the Maze. The Maze Trial was a success." The woman stated. None of us moved. We were all confused. The Maze Trials? What? I was flooded with question, all of which were tied to each other with no answers. Gally stared intently at Thomas. He had a gun in his hand. Gally held it up.

"Gally, what are you doing?" Thomas asked with caution. Gally looked mad and awfully sad at the same time, I didn't like it.

"I'm sorry." Gally muttered, pointing the gun at Thomas, and firing it.

I screamed and collapsed, Newt caught me. I didn't dare looked, but watched Newt's face as he did. "Chucky." He cried. Chucky? Did he mean Chuck, that thirteen year old boy? But Gally had shot Thomas, not Chuck. I lifted my red eyes and peeked out. There, on the floor dying, stood the thirteen year old boy. Gally had a spear in his chest. He looked down at it, then collapsed to the floor, his breathing gone.

"Someone help!" Thomas screamed through tears, he was holding the boy. Chuck had jumped in front of Thomas. He'd saved him. Tears rolled quickly down my cheeks. I thanked this boy in my head. He saved my brother, and I would never stop weeping for his death. I walked over to him, I would help.

"It's going to be okay." I told the boy. He nodded his head. I held his hand, wiping the tears from my face. I would show him he could be strong. I would be an example. Thomas cried, and I payed no attention. All my attention was on the dying boy. I closed my eyes as the last sign of life escaped him, a last breath.

"Your okay." I told the motionless body that used to be Chuck. His soul had left, and hopefully, to a better, safer place. Thomas leaned over the boy and cried. I backed away, moving with Newt. I let the tears escape my face. He held me.

"You did good, my bloody shank." Newt told me.

Before I had time to respond, a shot was heard. I watched as the woman fell to the ground silently. People rushed in. I panicked. What was happening? The grabbed the Gladers and pulled them along. I watched as they tried to yank Thomas off of Chuck, him thrashing and trying to get back to the boy.

"Newt!" I yelled as they pulled me away. He was pulled away also.

The man pulled me outside, and I looked at the ruined city around us. Thomas thrashed against a man. A old woman came up to Thomas.

"You'll save us from the Flare!" She yelled hysterically. The Flare?

The man pointed a gun at her. "Back away." The old woman did as she was told.

They loaded us into a bus. All of it was happening so fast, I wasn't sure of all that was going on. "We are you taking us?" Thomas asked.

"To a safe place." The man answered. The old woman ran in front of the bus, and the bus ran over her. I felt it as the bus bumped over her body. They had set me next to Newt. I held my hand over my mouth in fear. They had just run her over! Newt closed his eyes in sadness.

"We're out of the Maze." He said, earning a simple nod from me.

Okay guys. Stay tuned, this is not the last chapter. I still have the WICKED note from Ava Paige.