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Alby stood up so quickly that his chair fell over,
"Now you're being a shuck idiot." he said, his eyes narrowed at Thomas. "Or a traitor. How can we trust a word you say if you helped design this place, put us here! We can't handle one Greiver on our own ground, much less fight a whole horde of them in their little hole. What are you really up to?"
"What am I up to?" Thomas said furiously. "Nothing! Why would I make this all up?"
Alby's whole body stiffened, his fists clenched so tight they were going white. "For all we know you were sent here to get us all killed. Why should we trust you?"
"Alby, do you a short-term memory problem? I risked my life to save you out in the Maze-you'd be dead if it wasn't for me!"
"Maybe that was a trick to gain our trust. If you're in league with the shucks who sent us here, you wouldn't have had to worry about the Greivers hurting you-maybe it was all an act."
"Alby," Minho interjected. "That's about the dumbest theory I've ever heard. He just about got freaing torn apart three nights ago. You think that's all part of the act?"
Alby nodded, "Maybe."
"I did it," Thomas said, annoyance filling his voice. "on the chance of getting my memories back, help all of us get out of here. Do I need to show you all the cuts and bruises on my body?"
Lynn looked over to Alby, his face was tinted red, a large vein popping out of his forehead, arms crossed tightly. "We can't go back!" He shouted. "I've seen what our lives were like-we can't go back!"
"Is that what this is all about?" Newt asked, slightly outraged. "Are you kidding?"
Alby had finally cracked, like a china dish crashing to the floor. He fell back into his chair, slumping over as he did so. Covering his face with his large hands, he broke down. Sobs evidently escaping his mouth.
"Alby talk to us." Newt said quietly, not willing to let the topic drop. "What's going on?"
"I did it," Alby cried, "I did it."
"Did what?"
The leader looked up from his hands, tears running down his cheeks. "I burned the Maps. I did it. I slammed my head on the table so you would think it was someone else, I lied, burned it all. I did it!"
Everyone in the room exchanged looks, not sure of what to do.
"Well, it's a good thing we saved those Maps," Minho said, "Thanks for the tip you gave us after the Changing-to protect them."
Alby acted as if he hadn't heard Minho's sarcastic remark. Newt, gently, asked Alby to explain what he was talking about.
"Newt, I'm telling you." Alby quivered, "We can't go back where we came from. I've seen it, remembered awful, awful things. Burned land, a disease, something called the Flare. It was horrible, way worse than we have it here."
"If we stay here, we'll all die!" Minho exclaimed, "It's worse than that."
"Yes," Alby said. "It's worse. Better to die than go home."
"Man," Minho scoffed, "Aren't you a buttload of sunshine, let me tell ya. I'm with Thomas 100 percent. If we're gonna die, let's die fighting."
Lynn was starting to get bored, this Gathering seemed to go on forever. Her mind wandered, she wasn't one to focus on something for a long period of time unless she wanted to. She wondered, what was going on with Sonya, Harriet, and Lily right now? Were they out of the Maze already? Were they still there, living peacefully? Were they even alive?
Lily's P.O.V
'Lynn, where was Lynn when you needed her?' Lily thought. She needed someone to make her laugh right now, or make some sort of sarcastic remark that it was a wonder that they got out of the Maze. The loss of her best friend brought tears to the Nurse's eyes. It seemed as if it had been ages ago that the blonde went into the Maze and never came back.
Everyone escaped the Maze, thank God. Well, not everyone. Rachel, the Newbie, was killed by Beth before they could even step outside WICKED's Headquarters.
Now, they all sat in a Gym. Gathered around in a circle of chairs. Sonya was the one that took Lynn's death the hardest. The Leader didn't know what to do with out her second in command. And on top of that, they got three Newbie's in the span of two days, including the first boy. Rachel, Teresa, and Aris. Teresa tended to get on both Harriet and Sonya's nerves. Going on about some boy named Thomas. To be frank, she got on Lily's nerves too.
It was a small group that made it out of the Maze, they lost so many in the process of escaping. Sonya, Harriet, Lily, Alberta, Teresa, Aris, Charlotte, Ilana, Justine, Tori, Christine, Rowan, Isabella, and Faith were the ones to make it out in one piece.
"What if Lynn is still in the Maze?" Sonya asked suddenly, disturbing the peace. "What if she escaped long before we did?'
"Sony," Harriet said, resting a hand on the leaders knee. "There's no way she would've been able to last so many nights in the Maze. Lynn was strong, but, there's no way."
Sonya looked down to her lap, tears springing to her eyes.
"Whose this 'Lynn' chick?" Teresa questioned, her arms crossed. "You make her sound like she's God or something."
Sonya stood up so quickly, everyone thought she was going to jump to the moon and back. Her fists were clenched, her body shaking in anger. Jabbing a finger in Teresa's direction, she said, "Don't ya even dare to say one bad sticking thing about her, you stick. Lynn was my second in command and possibly the best thing that ever happened to us. She ran that friggin' Maze until her legs stopped working. She carried me back to the Glade when I was stung, she spent a night in the Maze with me and somehow managed to keep us both alive. So if you open your stick mouth one more time, there's gonna be hell to pay."
Lily jumped into action, resting both her hands on Sonya's thin shoulders, sitting her back down in the chair. Teresa looked like a punished child, her jaw set and blue eyes shining. The red-head looked towards the black-haired girl, glancing her over before speaking.
"Take that as a warning, stick."
Lynn's P.O.V
Newt pulled on his sister's arm as the whole room broke out into people shouting and talking over each other. Thomas had just said he was going to volunteer himself as a sarcrifical lamb to the Greivers, what an idiot. He now stood in the middle of the room, not knowing what to do.
"Get him out of here, we need to talk without him in here." Newt spoke in Lynn's ear, the blonde quickly nodded before standing up from her chair. She quickly walked over to Thomas and grabbed his wrist, dragging him out the door. "You're leaving. Now." said she.
"Leaving? Why?"
"I think you've said enough for one meetin'. They need to talk without ya in there." Lynn said, successfully pulling him outside.
"Why?"
"Newt is going to get them to agree with ya, you said some pretty crazy stuff in there. He'll probably come out when it's all said and done." The brown-haired boy nodded his head, continuing with Lynn away from the Homestead. They sat themselves on a bench near the box, looking around the damaged place they were living in.
"Lynn?"
"Yeah, Tommy."
"I saw you during the Changing." She quickly snapped her head towards Thomas. Two people have seen her in the Changing, two people. What does that mean?
"Wh-what?" Lynn stuttered, obviously getting worried. "What do you mean? Did I use to be a Creator? Tommy, what's goin' on? Why are people seeing me in th Changing? I do-"
"No, no, no." Thomas said, holding a hand out to stop her from talking. "Not-not in that way. People were talking about you, I was talking about you. Lynn, you were a mistake. You weren't supposed to come here."
Before she could open her mouth, Thomas continued. "The girl in my head, Teresa, was supposed to be sent here. She accidentally got sent to your Group, you are just a substitute. Just another one of their...Variables. Teresa triggered the ending for your group by mistake, so they sent you here in her place."
Lynn turned away from Thomas and put her head in her hands, she wasn't even supposed to be here. What if she never appeared in the Glade? What would happen if she never came here? She would've never met Ben or Newt or Alby or...Minho. Minho, she would have never met Minho, the guy who made her heart flutter.
"I wanted to tell you sooner, but not in front of everyone else."
Lynn raised her head, looking back at Thomas.
"Tommy," she began, "Your sayin' that I wasn't even supposed to be here. I'm just in the place of your stupid girlfriend inside your head?"
He nodded, the two sat in complete silence. Not daring to say another word.
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The Gathering officially ended thirty minutes later, Newt quickly spotted his sister and Thomas. He jogged over and came to a stop in front of them. "This is bloody nuts, you know that, right?"
"They agreed to go?" Thomas asked, excitement evident in his voice.
Newt nodded his head, "All of them. Wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. Those shanks've seen what happens at night with those bloody Doors open. We can't get out of the stupid Maze. Gotta try something." He glanced over at the Keepers, who were talking amongst themselves outside the Homestead. "If we are goin' to leave this place, we better do it tonight. While the Greivers are wonderin' about. All that's left to do is to convince the Gladers."
"Ya think they'll go for it?" Lynn questioned, trying to forget what Thomas told her earlier.
"No, not all of'em." Newt answered, looking at his sister, "Some will probably stay and take their chances. I guarantee it."
Lynn decided not to tell Newt that she wasn't supposed to be here, in this Glade. Her mind drifted back to the thought of Lily and Sonya. What were they going through? She wondered, but decided to keep her mind in the current situation.
"What about Alby?" Thomas asked, biting his lip.
"Who knows?" Newt said, "I'm convinced that bugger really is more scared of going back home than he is of the Greivers. But I'll get him to go with us, don't worry."
"How?"
Newt laughed, "I'll make up some klunk. Tell him we'll all find a new life in another part of the world, live happily ever after."
Lynn twiddled with her thumbs and shrugged, "Well, maybe we can. Thomas and I promised Chuck we would bring him home. Or at least find him a safe place to actually call that."
Shouts could be heard all throughout the Glade, guess the Keepers were trying to convince everyone to take their chances and get out of here. Clearly some of them didn't like the idea, for example, a few of them stomped away like a bunch of five-year-olds. While the others stood calmly and listened.
"What's next?" Thomas questioned, returning back to the conversation.
Newt drew in a deep breath, "Figure out who's going, who's stayin'. Get ready. Food, weapons, all that. Then, we go. Thomas, I'd put you in charge since it was your idea, but it's going to hard enough to get people on our side without making the Greenie the leader-no offense. So just lay low, alright? We'll leave the code business to you and Lynn-you can handle that from the background."
"You sure make it sound easy."
"Like you said," Newt replied, crossing his arms. "Stay here, one shank'll die tonight. Go, on shank'll dies. What's the difference?" he pointed a finger at Thomas. "If you're right."
"I am." Thomas said quickly. Hopefully, he is right.
"Good that," Newt said, patting Thomas on the back. "Let's get to work."
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If there was one word to describe the last few hours, it would be frantic.
Everyone worked nonstop, gathering food, water, weapons, getting everyone together and ready for tonight. Lynn mostly stayed with Chuck, trying to sugarcoat the trip as much as possible. The little boy tried to pretend to be brave, but it was pretty obvious that he was frightened.
Lynn needed to clear her mind. The words Thomas said to her were still ringing in her ears. You were a substitute, Lynn, you weren't supposed to come here. God, when did the fake little world they lived in become so sticked up? After she finished helping Chuck with the water bottles he was filling, she walked out to the forests a few feet away.
Kicking rocks and tree branches out of her way, she pondered around for a few minutes. As she passed the damaged Map Room, she saw a figure inside, sitting at the burnt table in the middle of the room. Minho. He must have just gotten back from the Maze. The Runners went out earlier to go test the Greiver Hole, throwing rocks and tying vines together, hanging them off the cliff.
She, quietly, made her way towards the door of the Map Room. Leaning against the door frame she watched him for a second, smiling at him being oblivious to her presence. He looked, in Lynn's opinion,...cute. They way he sat with his arms crossed, his raven-black hair tousled, brown eyes gleaming.
"Hey," she said, startling him. He jumped slightly, a smile soon spreading across his face.
"Hey Lynn,"
"What're ya doin' in here?" She took a step closer to him, folding her arms.
"Nothing." He said, shrugging his shoulders. "Just getting away from the madness out there."
Lynn laughed quietly, "Yeah, me too. It's crazy out there."
Minho's P.O.V
The accent was killing him. Lynn looked...beautiful. Even with the dirt that was all over her clothes, and the loose ponytail she sported. Her white hoodie wrapped tight around the waist of the brown shorts she wore.
"Lynn," She turned her head to look at him with those beautiful hazel eyes of hers. "I need to tell ya something."
"What is it?" Another step towards him was taken. He rested his hands on the table behind him, leaning back.
"Listen, you know as well as I do, that we could possibly die tonight."
She nodded her head, motioning for him to continue. Another step closer. He ran a hand through his hair, starting to get nervous.
"What I wanted to tell you..."
"Minho, just spit it out."
"This."
Within a second, Minho hooked an arm around her waist and pressed his lips to hers.
Hey Humans! I am back! I just wanted to let you all know I recently released a oneshot connected to this story. It's called 'The Life She Lived, Before It All Happened'. It is basically about Lynn's time with Group B before she she came to Group A. Please remember I am welcome to any kind of input on this story, so please leave a review!
-Broadwaykid1832