Harriet was a complete mess.

After Lynn and Sonya fell through the floor of that old run down grocery store, she had gone into somewhat of a depression. Her two best friends could possibly be dead, and she was supposed to continue on with this journey to find and kill this Thomas guy and get the cure? No way. Harriet had cried herself to sleep every single night after the accident, receiving very little sleep for the past week. Lily had been by her side, comforting her while she cried, walking in the back of their little pack with Harriet as Teresa took over full command of everything.

But the redhead was clearly worried about Lynn. Lily and Lynn were inseparable from the minute they arrived in the Glade, always staying by each others side. Now that Lily was separated from Lynn for the upteenth time, she acted like she did when Lynn left the Glade. Shy and startled, jumping at the sound of the wind whistling by her ears. Lily felt alone and abandoned without her partner in crime.

Things weren't the same after that day. Teresa took full control over the whole group, leading them on farther into the Scorch. She pushed everyone past their limits, keeping them up throughout the night and making them walk until their legs wanted to fall off. All the other girls rarely listened to Teresa, ignoring her orders completely. They had luckily found weapons in some old armory, finding rusty knives and machetes, bows and arrows that were in somewhat good condition, and wooden spears that were put in a corner and covered with cobwebs.

They had lost three girls in a thunderstorm a couple of nights ago. But it wasn't a normal thunder/lightning storm. It was the lightning storm from hell. Bolts of electricity came crashing down to the ground, frying some of the girls as they stepped into the wrong place at the wrong time. Others were set on fire but managed to live because of the rain that was pouring down like God was shedding tears down from heaven. Their screams still echoed in the minds of the people who survived, the storm and the night vanishing as the sun rose in the east.

The group of now sixteen girls had come across yet another deserted town, almost identical to the last one. But when they saw two familiar blonde figures running across the street a few feet ahead, everyone knew that it had to be different. Lily and Harriet pushed their way through the mass crowd of girls, sprinting after the two blonde girls that went in the opposite direction.

"What are you two doing?!" Teresa shouted.

The two gave her know answer as they disappeared from sight, vanishing behind one of the buildings. The group stood in silence for a moments, wondering what had just happen. Footsteps were heard returning to Teresa and the other girls, the dirt and gravel crunching under the boots of the people walking towards them.

When Harriet and Lily walked out from behind the building with Sonya and Lynn trailing behind them all the girls ran towards them, crying Sonya and Lynn's names as they rushed to welcome back the former leader and second command.

Teresa's feet were glued to the ground as she looked on at the two blonde's that had been missing for the past week, finally getting a good glance at these girls that used to rule over the colony of girls before the black-haired girl forcefully took over.

Lynn and Sonya looked like they had been through hell. Both of them had dried blood all over the shoulders of their jackets. Scarves were tied around the bottom of their heads, protecting their mouths and noses from the harsh dust that flew up into their faces everytime the breathed. Lynn had a barely noticeable stitch holding her head together hidden under her bangs, more dried blood bordering her hairline. Holes were scattered around their cargo jeans, Lynn being the only one that had blood on her pants. In Teresa's opinion, they certainly had to fight in order to stay alive.

After everyone had greeted the week-long lost girls, they continued on their journey to find Thomas. Teresa could hear the light conversation between Lily, Lynn, Sonya, and Harriet as they lingered near the middle of the group.

"You ran into what?"

"Cranks. On my creepy scale, I'd say they are right above clown."

"Don't over exaggerate Lynn."

"I'm not exaggerating anything!"

Teresa laughed quietly to herself, listening to the four talk animatedly amongst themselves. She never really got to talk to the 'fantastic four' as the other girls called them. But something across the horizon caught her attention.

"Hey everyone!" Teresa caught all the other girls' attention, silencing even the group of four. "Look!" She jabbed her index at the horizon, pointing to the mysterious group of people that were walking across the sandy wasteland. "That has to be Group A! Ready your weapons and lets get over there! We'll head towards that sand dune that is blocking their view and sneak up on them, they'll never see it coming. Let's go!" Teresa commanded, gesturing with her hand for everyone to follow her. As she turned her back on them, she could hear the sound of arrows being drawn, knives being unsheathed and the light clanking of the wooden handles of the spears. But over that, Teresa heard the sound of Lynn's accent as she whispered to either Sonya or Lily.

"I don't know if I could do this to Thomas, Lils."

Lily. She was speaking to Lily.

"Lynn you'll be fine, I'm sure they probably know that he'll be safe since he is with you.

That's a lie, there was no way Teresa was letting Thomas live. She had to get the cure.

"If you say so." There was a short pause. "But what about Newt and Minho?"

"They'll be fine, let's just get this over with."

Teresa shook her head, trying to get the ringing of the two girls' speaking out of her head; focusing on the task in front of her.

Kill Thomas.

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Minho didn't know what was going on.

A group of girls had circled them and they had weapons. Creepy, nasty looking weapons. They were all disguised with scarves wrapped around the bottom half of their faces, hiding their true identity. Group B, Minho thought. This had to be Group B.

Lynn had to be somewhere, she just had to be. Group B was where she was before she came to the Glade, that meant she was here. Close to Minho.

A black-haired girl was standing smack dab in front of everyone with a spear in hand, aiming the tip right at Thomas. All of the demon girls that had really scary looking weapons circled them in a valley in between the dunes of sand, making no escape for any of the Gladers. Minho's eyes searched throughout all the scarf faced girls, searching for those familiar amber eyes.

His mind seemed to have blacked out as Thomas and the black-haired girl had an odd conversation, ignoring the sound of their arguing and bickering as Newt joined in. Minho spotted a flaming redhead standing beside a dirty blonde girl, both of them bearing bow and arrows. The girl with blonde hair stared at Minho with this weird possession, as if she knew him before, seen him before. And it's because she has.

That was Lynn. The girl that was standing next to the redhead was Lynn. But she had a different gleam in her eye. Lynn's eyes were their normal amber color, but they were watering. As if it was painful to look on at the Gladers with a weapon aimed at them. Minho wanted to run up and kiss the lips that were hidden under that scarf tied around her face. He wanted to keep her safe and take her away from the other girls that she was with.

"Are you Thomas?" The black-haired girl had asked his friend, ramming the wooden end of her spear into Thomas' chest.

"Teresa," Thomas gulped, his voice shaking with unease. So the girl's name was Teresa. But how did Thomas know her? Was this the mystery WICKED girl that was in his crazy dreams. "What are you talking about? You kn-"

"Shut up!" The Teresa girl exclaimed. She had raised her spear above her head and sent the somewhat 'safe' end right into Thomas' cheek, making him crumple to the ground.

All the Gladers moved forward to stop this weird chick from harming Thomas, but Teresa turned her spear around and pointed the deadly end towards them, a crazed look in her eye. Thomas was supposed to be killed by Group B, Minho remembered. His friend had to be killed by Group B, which Lynn was a part of. How was this all gonna go down?

Thomas rose from the ground, brushing off the dirt that powdered his shirt."Teresa, what's-"

"Shut up." Her voice was a mixture between calm and angry, the grip she had on her spear tightening.

"But wh-"

Teresa reared back and swung the bladeless end of the spear into the side of Thomas' head, making him fall to his knees once more. Thomas clutched his temple, pressing both his hands against the spot where Teresa had hit him.

"I said shut up." Teresa reached down and grabbed a fistful of Thomas' hair; she tugged him up by the roots of his hair until he was on his feet again. She placed her hands back on the spear, returning to the position she was in moments before. "Is your name Thomas?"

"You know who I-"

She went to swing the butt of her spear at him again, aiming towards the crown of his head. But a hand reached up and stopped the wooden shaft from coming down on Thomas' head, the pale hand clenching their fist around the pole. Minho's eyes trailed up the arm to see that it was Lynn who had halted Teresa's attempt to hurt Thomas.

Lynn's scarf now lingered around her neck, her free hand clutching her bow and a single arrow. Amber eyes gleamed as her eyes narrowed at Teresa, a stern look across her soft facial features. She pushed down on the pole, making the black-haired girl drop the spear; the weapon clanking as it hit the ground. The young blonde's head turned towards Thomas, glancing him over as he looked at her with a surprised look washing over his face.

"We don't need to do this Teresa." Lynn said, "We can get the cure another way, this-" she gestured to around them, "doesn't need to happen."

Teresa stared at the ground, clenching her jaw as she did so. "You don't understand Lynn, you never did understand." There was a short pause, silence taking over the large mass of people. "Someone get the bag. If Lynn is trying to protect him, we know it's Thomas." Teresa turned to the Gladers, picking her spear back up from the ground. "If anyone follows us, arrows will fly." she said, pointing the sharp end of her spear at everyone.

Teresa grabbed Thomas by his wrist, her hold must've been tight otherwise Thomas wouldn't have winced.

"Lynn," Teresa's spoke in a cold, harsh manner, attracting the younger girl's attention. "You stay back to make sure none of these idiots follow us, as soon as we're out of sight you can leave."

The blonde nodded slowly, repositioning the strap of her arrow bag. She watched as Teresa dragged Thomas away, a girl throwing a burlap sack over him as Sonya and Harriet were forced to carry him off into the distance, their figures getting smaller as they walked further away.

Newt had been silent the entire time, gazing on at Lynn like she was some creature from a foreign planet. "Lynn," He said, "Lynn, just." Newt huffed out a breath of air, taking a step forward, taking a step closer to his twin sister. "Just stay with us Lynn, you'll be much safer. Please..." He went to reach a hand out to touch her shoulder, give her some sort of comfort which he doubted she was receiving. Lynn let him rest his hand on her left shoulder, let him rub soothing circles with his thumb. But at a breakneck speed, she raised her hand to place it on top of her brother's, removing his hand from her shoulder.

"I'm sorry Newt." She said, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze before letting it go. "I-I have to go."

Lynn ran. She ran off into the distance, into the horizon. The sand kicked up behind her, sprouting up from the ground as she dashed away from the Gladers, away from her boyfriend, away from Minho. Lynn didn't even acknowledge his presence, her hazel eyes didn't meet his.

What had happened to her?

Hey guys, sorry if this chapter feels rushed. It's just that my writer's block has been getting in the way and I have absolutely nothing for the next chapter. So if any of you readers have any ideas for the story, please leave it in the comments. I'm kinda desperate for ideas for BOTH of my stories. My other story, To Love In Secret, I also have no ideas for that one either. So please leave suggestions in the comment section.

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Until next chapter!