Again, I am a complete and utter idiot. I am sooo sooo sorry about this. People are probably so annoyed and confused at this idiot who keeps forgetting chapters.
Happy 2018!
We only have a few more to go until I end this story. I'm very proud. It's my first finished fanfiction. Yay:)
Disclaimer: you know the drill. I don't own anything and I hope you keep reviewing.
Chapter 23 - The Right Arm and Cranks
Jorge drove the car as we rode to the mountains. I sat between Brenda and Aris. Tommy was behind Aris and next to Teresa, who was next to Clint. Frypan was all alone in the back. It was a deceiving large car. Newt and Minho got to sit in the front; lucky.
The ride was pleasant enough. Tommy asked a few questions but Teresa kept him occupied. I got to chat with Aris and Brenda for most of the ride. In no time we arrived at our destination.
"Are you sure this is the right place, Jorge? It looks quite abandoned." I glanced around at the silent rocks, looking at the peaks of some cliffs.
Jorge nodded unsurely. "Marcus said that they were here or at least around here."
I walked toward a car when the shooting started.
"Bloody traitor. He's led us into the attack zone."
I crouched behind the car and aimed to fire back when a voice stopped me. "I wouldn't do that if I were you. Drop it and turn around."
I turned around slowly while dropping my gun.
"There you go. Nice and slowly. Hands in the air where I can see 'em." I saw everyone in the same position as me.
My attacker appeared to be a woman in her late forties. I saw two girls handle Jorge and Tommy.
I raised my hands behind my head as I walked to Brenda. She didn't look so hot. "You alright?" I whispered. She nodded but she had a green tinge to her face. I nodded skeptically before shifting as Newt was forced over as well.
There were three girls. The woman who stopped me, a blonde, and a black girl who had her gun pointed at us. These girls meant business.
"Aris?" The blonde spoke up.
I was confused, who are they and how do they know Aris? I watched as the two girls lowered their scarves, looking behind me.
Aris came out from behind me. "Oh my God. Harriet?"
The dark-skinned girl responded. "My God. What the hell are you doing here?"
Aris addressed the blonde. "Sonya."
I watched their reunion only with a slight hint of jealousy. Aris obviously remembered them.
Minho interrupted their reunion, finally asking the question we've all been wondering. "What's happening?"
Aris turned back, "we were in the maze together."
I was still confused. "So that means they're not going to bloody shot us?" I said it very sweetly but my question along with the use of bloody made Newt, who was beside me, laugh. He covered it up with a fake cough.
The blonde, Sonya, nodded to me as the African American girl, Harriet, called out. "We're clear guys. You can come out now."
...
We followed the girls through a mountain pass. Harriet was talking to Tommy. "Back it up, Joe. We're taking them to the base."
"Wait so, how did you get here?" Tommy questioned.
"The Right Arm got us out." She responded
"Wait. The Right Arm? Do you know where they are?"
She gestured to a couple of cars nearby. "Hop in."
...
The drive took less than I expected. I held Newt's hand the whole way. I needed the comfort he provided, "I love you." I whispered.
He looked down at me. "I love you too."
I smiled and leaned over to gently kiss him. His smile was blinding. I laid my head in his lap. He played with my hair on the way. I think I dozed off because before I knew it I was being shaken by Newt.
We had arrived.
...
I hopped out with Newt following me when a man came out of a tent. "Who are they?"
Harriet answered. "They're immunes. Caught them coming up the mountains."
He didn't look convinced. "Did ya check 'em?"
Harriet gestured to Aris. "I know this guy, Aris. I trust him."
The guy shook his head. "Well, I don't. Check 'em."
A guy came over to us. "Hey, boss..." The guy pointed out Brenda who looked sickly and was shaking. Before any of us knew it she had fallen over.
Jorge cried out, moving to her. "Brenda! Brenda!"
"What's going on?" The man shouted.
Jorge ignored him. "Brenda! Brenda. Brenda, talk to me." Brenda muttered a few words. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
'Why was she sorry?' I wondered.
"Brenda?" My voice was soft and quiet. I felt Newt tighten his grip on my hand. He was the only thing keeping me from joining Jorge next to my sister. I wanted to know what was wrong but I feared the answer.
The man was getting upset. "What's going on with her?" He demanded.
Jorge looked ready to cry. "I don't know. Brenda, are you all right? Brenda? Talk to me." I stood still with Newt and the Gladers. This was a private moment.
I noticed the man lift up her pant leg. He backed away quickly. "What the hell! Shit! Crank! We got a Crank!" He pulled out a gun.
"No!" Both Jorge and I had screamed at the same time.
"No!" I called out again.
...
I tried to reach Brenda but Newt held me back. Some of the other men grabbed Jorge, holding him back.
Tommy broke from the men holding us back. He ran in front of the man with the gun, standing protectively in front of Brenda "Wait, wait!"
The guy pointed the gun at Tommy. I struggled harder. No more of my family would die. Not when we were so close to freedom.
"Step back!" The man yelled.
Tommy stood his ground. "Listen, okay? This just happened, okay? She's not dangerous yet."
I watched silently as Tommy argued with the man. I had ceased my struggles.
"You shouldn't have brought her here!" The man was getting red in the face.
"I know." Tommy sounded a little defeated.
"We let Cranks in here now, the safe haven doesn't last a week! Step back!" The man ordered again but he couldn't shot Brenda without Tommy moving.
"I understand, okay? I understand. Just listen. Please. Please, okay? I told her that you could help. Okay? No. There's got to be something you can do."
The man pushed Tommy away and loaded his gun. "Yeah, there is...I can put her out of her misery." He aimed.
"No! you can't!" I screamed but it was in vain. I broke from Newt's grip only to be held back by some men. Jorge was really struggling now. "No! No!"
...
A woman came out. "Vince, that's enough! Let him go. Let them go!"
The man, Vince, argued. "She's infected, Doc. There's nothing we can do for her."
The woman shook her head. "No, but he can...Hello, Thomas, Skylar." I smiled as I brushed off the men holding me. Mary was here. She'd help.
Tommy looked bewildered "What? You know me?"
Mary looked thoughtful while the Gladers all looked at Tommy for an answer. "Interesting. It makes sense, they'd put you in the maze. Though I must admit...I was worried they'd kill you after what you did."
Tommy looked even more confused. "What I did?"
Mary looked up from Brenda "The first time we spoke, you said you couldn't take it anymore...watching your friends die, one by one. The last time we spoke...you gave me the coordinates of every WICKED compound, trial, and lab. You also freed one of your own from WICKED." All eyes turned to me.
Vince looked at Tommy with newfound respect. "He was our source."
Mary nodded, smiling at Tommy. "We couldn't have pulled all this off without him." She motioned for two men to come over. She gestured to Brenda before pointing to us and all the Gladers. "Take her to the tent. Get these guys some warm clothes." She led Tommy away from us toward what I assumed was the medical tent.
I followed, hoping to learn something. Mary was an expert in her field and if she knew how to cure the Flare I wanted to know too.
Tommy was thanking Mary. "Thanks for this."
She shook her head. "Hey, it's the least we can do. Thomas, come on. I need to get some blood from you." She looked back at me. "You as well Skylar. You might want to learn this in case you ever need it."
And the Right Arm is here. Yay!
Anyway...this chapter seemed kind of boring to me. Nothing really happened, even if I did love writing the crank part with Brenda.
Also, there were some quotes from the Scorch Trials movie so I don't own them either.
I'll try to post soon
later Gladers...