Imagines in the Maze

Tags Welcome Gladers! I created this blog for one purpose and one purpose only. Imagines.

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Oh hi there

So my main focus right now is to spit out chapter after chapter of this fanfic because I am just IN THE ZONE RIGHT NOW.

So if you want to read the rest of INTO THE UNKNOWN then i actually have up to chapter 29 done right now and THE LINK IS RIGHT HERE TO THE REST

https://m.fanfiction.net/s/11560175/1/Into-the-Unknown

P.S. I’ve also gone back and changed a bit of stuff in the story (edited mostly but if you’re interedted, maybe give it another quick read over :D).

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ME QAQ

Fam im so sorry

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Sooooooo

Anyone else feeling emotionally destroyed after the death cure?

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Into the Unknown - Chapter 19

CHAPTER 1 / CHAPTER 2 / CHAPTER 3 / CHAPTER 4 / CHAPTER 5 /CHAPTER 6 / CHAPTER 7 / CHAPTER 8 / CHAPTER 9 / CHAPTER 10 /CHAPTER 11 / CHAPTER 12 / CHAPTER 13 / CHAPTER 14 / CHAPTER 15 / CHAPTER 16 / CHAPTER 17 / CHAPTER 18

"What are you doing?" She shouted as she pulled herself away from Newt.

"Saving your shuck life!" He shouted back. "What the hell were you thinking?"

"I was trying to save his life!" She pushed him away and walked past him and the other Gladers that were now huddled around them. The two ignored them though and continued to argue.

"Mary he was already gone!" Newt shouted back. She stopped in her tracks, wiping the tears from her face before looking back at him. The two looked at each other as their chests were rising and falling with anger. She walked back up to him.

"As soon as those doors open tomorrow, I'm going back out there to look for him." She told him sternly. She looked over Newt's shoulder at Minho who still seemed like he was trying to process what just happened. "We are going to look for him." She said directly to him. Newt looked in her direction at Minho and saw how shocked he still was. When he turned back around at Mary, she was already on her way to the homestead.

Mary couldn't recall the last time a silence like this had ever fallen over the Glade. It had never been this bad, not even when Shawn got banished. What made it worse was that there was no leader to come out and tell them everything was going to be okay. Every time she blinked she saw Nick's face behind her eyelids. She began to doubt if she saw any life in his eyes. Newt was right, he was already gone. Mary looked out the window from her room in the homestead and saw next to no one outside working. There was a small group of Gladers sitting by a campfire fiddling with gravel and poking the fire. She watched as she saw one older kid comforting a younger one.

A knock on her door drew her attention away from the window.

"Come in." She struggled to say. She'd spent the past few hours crying into her pillow.

The door slowly opened and Chuck came walking into the room slowly. By the look on his face, he'd been crying as well.

"Hey Chuck." She smiled at him. Chuck wasn't there to see the doors close or Nick get skewered, thank goodness. Having him see such a violent thing, especially on the second day being here may have scarred him.

"Is it true?" He asked her. "Did Nick get eaten?" He asked.

She scrunched her brows together. "Eaten?" She would have laughed if she wasn't feeling so depressed. "No he didn't get eaten Chuck. But he might as well have I guess..." She sighed.

"What happened?" He asked.

"He got stung and taken by one of those Grievers he was telling you about." She wasn't about to lie to him. He was one of them now, he deserved to be told the truth.

"But Nick's our leader... What are we going to do now?" He asked, his voice trembling.

Mary shook her head and felt another tear run down her face as she looked back out the window. Chuck walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her in a hug. She didn't even know she needed it until he did it.

"A-are you really going in there tomorrow to look for him?" He asked, Mary nodded. "Where would they have taken him?"

Mary was about to answer but got an idea.

"Chuck I'll be right back." She said as she ran out of the room and out of the homestead, heading straight towards the map room.

She ran through the door to see Alby, Gally, Minho and Newt talking around the table. She stopped in her tracks.

"I have an idea." She said, trying to catch her breath. "Today when I was in the maze... I talked to someone."

"Talked to someone? What, you mean those voices in your head again?" Minho teased.

"Shut it you shank I mean it." She walked towards the table.

"Who did you talk to then?" Newt asked.

"It's a complicated story but I... I talked to my brother." As soon as the words left her mouth, they all looked at her like she grew another head.

"I'm sorry, what?" Gally asked, crossing his arms.

"All this time and you're mad because I was keeping a secret..." Newt mumbled, crossing his arms. "She's unbelievable." He said to Minho.

Mary rolled her eyes. "I didn't know I had a brother until I talked to him Newt, but this is hardly the point I came here to make. Look, when I was in the maze today he talked to me through one of those metal beetle blades. It was a speaker phone kind of thing." She explained.

"What did he say?" Minho asked.

"He said he's been trying to talk to me for a long time and he was breaking a bunch of rules in doing so. But if what he was saying was true, and he's willing to risk everything to just talk to me well... What I'm trying to say is if he's up there where the creators are and he can see though the beetle blades... What if he saw where they took Nick?"

"That's true, there's hundreds of those things in the maze. Like cameras watching how we move and map the maze." Minho pointed out. "So you're saying, tomorrow we catch a beetle blade?"

"Tomorrow I'm saying you and I are going to try talking to my brother again and find out where they took Nick." She smiled at him.

"This could work." Newt agreed.

"We all saw him in there though, Mary you know there's a huge chance he's-"

"Dead. I know Alby." She shook her head and looked at the boys. "I know he's most likely dead. If he is, shouldn't we bury him in here?" They all looked at each other in agreement.

"Okay then it's settled. Tomorrow you and Minho run together and try to talk to your brother." Alby concluded. "Meanwhile me, Newt and Gally will try to keep the Gladers functioning like normal."

"Good that." Newt agreed. Gally nodding.

The next day Mary was the first to get to the doors before they opened. Minho came up soon after, fixing his gloves.

"You ready to do this?" He asked.

"I've never been more ready in my life." She told him. "Do the other runners know what they're doing?"

Minho nodded. "Who do you think you're talking to here?" He pointed at himself. "They didn't wanna get up this morning but I pulled their sorry asses out of bed and told them to run their sections as per usual." He said, stretching in front of the doors. "Wanna hear the weirdest part?" He looked over at her.

"What?" She eyed him.

"Gally offered to run my section today so we don't fall behind." He smirked.

"That is weird..." She looked back at the doors.

"And the weirdest part of all is your boyfriend helped me get the runners ready this morning." Minho said as the doors began to open.

"He's not my boyfriend... Anymore." She muttered.

"Whatever you say bro." He said as they ran into the maze.

Mary led as Minho followed close behind her. She was running the same way she did the day before when she heard Tom's voice. They got to the wide plains and Mary left the path and wandered over to the wall where she saw the beetle blade the da before.

"So..." Minho said, staring at her.

"Tom!" She shouted at the wall.

"Oh god I knew you were crazy but this is just-"

"Shove off Min! He was here yesterday alright. Just give me a minute." She hit his shoulder. "Tom!" She shouted out loud again. "Tom I need your help!" They both looked around in different directions for a beetle blade. The weirdest part was there was none around them. Usually they don't hide very well and everywhere you look there would be one scurrying away from them.

"Not going to lie this is weirding me out right now. For once I don't feel like I'm being watched." He said.

"Yeah..." She agreed, walking along side the wall slowly. They waited a few more minutes for something to happen, but nothing did.

"Well it was a good plan." He tried to cheer her up as they walked.

"I guess I should've known he wouldn't be here." She said as she felt herself getting discouraged yet again. They were about to run back towards the glade when she heard the voice.

"Mary!" Mary and Minho turned their heads in the direction of a little beetle blade. Mary rushed over and picked it up.

"I didn't think you'd show up." She almost cried.

"I didn't think I would either. I had to wait for the last agent to leave the room." He breathed out.

"This is your brother?" Minho asked. "He's a little small isn't he?"

"He's not a shuck beetle Minho." Mary rolled her eyes. "He's talking through it." She stopped and looked down at the beetle blade instantly. She realized she never actually asked if he was a human. "Wait you are talking through a speaker... right?" She asked.

"Yes Mary I'm not a shuck beetle." He repeated her words. "Look I'm sorry for what happened last night." He began. Mary and Minho looked at each other. Of course he knew what they were doing there. "That Griever wasn't meant for Nick, it was meant for you Mary."

"I figured that much." She swallowed.

"They found out we spoke and tried to get to you out of the maze. God knows what'll happen if they find out we're speaking now." Tom said truthfully.

"So you saw what happened to Nick?" Minho asked.

"Yeah... Yeah I saw everything." Tom said with a shakey voice. She assumed he knew Nick before the maze as well. "I'm sorry but you're not going to get his body back."

"So he's dead?" She asked.

"He's gone. They brought the body straight up here when the doors closed. They're doing tests on him as we speak."

"What kind of tests?" She asked.

"You know I can't tell you that." Tom warned.

"So you're not going to give our friends body back to us?" Minho sounded angry.

"Trust me Min, you don't want him buried down there." Tom said. Minho looked at Mary when he heard his nickname. "I wish I could do more... You wouldn't be in this mess if it wasn't for me."

"You called me the strong one... You can be stronger and help us get out of here." She begged.

The voice was silent for a few moments before the beetle blade scurried off of Mary's hand and up the wall.

"Well that was about as helpful as a pile of klunk." Minho ran his hands through his hair. "Your brother sounds nice, totally great. Too bad he can't do shit all."

"We should get back to the others." She told him as they headed back to the path.

"And tell them what?" He asked.

"Everything. Were you not listening to a thing Tom was saying?" She asked as she broke off into a sprint.

When they got back to the map room, Newt, Alby and Gally were already inside.

"Did you find anything?" Gally was the first one to speak up.

Minho shook his head. "There was no sign of Nick. But apparently that's because he's not here anymore."

"What?" Alby asked.

"Mary?" Minho looked at her. "Care to explain?"

All eyes fell on her. "He's with the creators. The Griever was meant for me last night because I was caught talking to my brother. They were trying to take me out of the maze. They got him instead." She told them. She looked over at Alby. "If it wasn't for you and Nick, I wouldn't be here right now."

Alby nodded. "You're welcome. We're not going to lose anymore Gladers on my watch."

"Your watch?" Gally asked.

"I was Nick's second in command." Alby told them. He looked around the room at the other Gladers. "I'm not going to make this a dictatorship, let me know and I'll drop it right now..."

"No. You're right. You were his second in command." Newt agreed. "I vote we make you first in command until further notice."

"I hate to agree with him, but Newt's right. There's no one more qualified." Mary sighed, seeing Newt looking over at her with a smile.

"I vote yes as well." Gally agreed.

Everyone turned to Minho and he shrugged. "Hey man, you know I'll follow you." He agreed.

"It's settled then." Alby smiled.

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Into the Unknown - Chapter 18

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"So you do it more like this." Mary took the pencil from the new recruit and showed him how to map the section correctly.

"Oh, so like that?" He asked after she handed the pencil back to him.

"Um... Yeah sort of." She said in a high voice, scratching the back of her neck.

"So not at all like that?" He asked, putting the pencil down with a sigh.

"No well- I mean it's not completely wrong." She rubbed her temples, looking over at the boy. "Hey don't sweat it Pete. You'll get there. I don't expect you to do everything perfectly on your first day." She gave him a reassuring smile.

"Mary." She heard Nick's voice ring out as he came into the mapping room. Mary turned towards the door and saw an upset look on Nicks face. Pete cleared his throat and she looked back at the new runner.

"Hey Pete why don't you head to the kitchen and see if Fry needs a hand with Dinner. I'll finish up here." She smiled at the boy. He mumbled something that sounded like a rushed 'thank you' as he headed for the door and left the two original Gladers alone. Mary gathered up the pieces of scrap paper they were practicing with as Nick came inside. "What's up?" She asked, scrunching them up and tossing them in the garbage.

"How'd he do?" Nick asked.

Mary shrugged. "He did better then most on his first day... Just a shame he might be Griever grub tomorrow." She leaned on the table and looked at her leader. "Why are you really here?" She crossed her arms.

"Newt was asking if you were okay again." He hesitated to bring it up. "The kid won't talk to you when you're around but he won't shut up about you as soon as you leave." Nick sighed.

Mary shook her head, looking away from him. "I don't care."

"Yes you do-"

"No I really don't." She cut him off. "Nick it's been three months since we've talked last. I know it seems like a long time but I'm not ready to talk to him yet. I'm still mad. Besides I know if I did, I'd say something stupid and regret it immediately after." She mumbled that last part. "I know why he did it." She shook her head. "I just don't know why he felt like he needed to hide it from me for so long."

"Love makes you stupid." Nick chuckled. "I mean I think it does anyway."

Mary snickered as they walked out of the map room. She turned around and locked it before the two of them walked off.

"Oh no Nick, never been in love?" She teased.

Nick laughed. "Couldn't tell you. Memory being gone and all."

"Yeah..." She sighed. "When I ran into the maze to get stung last time, when I was trying to remember something else... I had a flashback."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. I never talked about it because it wasn't really helpful for the whole trying to get out of here thing." She told him, the path in front of them was lit by torches.

"What was it?" He asked, meeting her gaze.

"It was of me and Newt, before whatever happened to get us put in here."

"You two knew each other before the maze?" He asked.

Mary laughed. "Yeah we were really close. Before the maze we were probably closer than we've been in here." She told him. "I never got a chance to tell Newt that. I guess it doesn't really matter now." Mary looked off into the distance.

Nick followed her gaze and watched as she was watching Minho and Newt walking into the homestead together, laughing. "You really not going to talk to him?"

She shook her head. "not yet."

Mary woke up the next morning to the sound of the alarm coming from the box. She groaned as today marked the arrival of yet another greenie. She pushed the blanket off of her and put her pants on, opening her door and walking down the stairs. She opened the front door and was instantly hit by the wave of sunlight in front of her. Of course her day off landed on the same day a greenie arrived. She rolled her eyes, Minho probably planned this. No wonder he begged her to switch with him.

She tied her hair up into a messy bun as she pushed through the piles of boys towards the front of the crowd. She was on greenie duty so she needed to get to the kid. The box was already open when she got to the front, a huge pile of boys staring down into it at the supplies. She looked around at their faces just now realizing just how many people there were in the glade now.

She looked down at the box and saw a chunky kid laying on the floor. She jumped down, hearing the sound of her shoes hitting the metal as she landed.

She cleared her throat, but the kid didn't move. "Hey." She called out softly.

He still didn't move. She would've thought he was dead if she couldn't hear the sobbing and the shaking coming from him.

"Hey it's alright." She cooed. She leant down to the kid and turned him to face her. She was trying her best to be welcoming to him. When he looked at her she was suprised to say the least. This was easily the youngest kid she's seen arrive. No older than twelve.

"I... I'm sorry. I don't know why I'm here..." His voice was shaky.

"It's okay, none of us know why we're here." She chuckled.

He looked up at the boys and looked even more scared.

"What's your name?" She asked. He looked back at her and looked like he was trying to think. "It's okay if you can't remember, you will eventually." She assured him with a smile. He smiled back at her, ignoring the scared feeling he had. "Here, let's get you out of here and get you fed." She helped him up.

"I don't remember the last time I ate." He exasperated. Mary chuckled as the other boys helped him out of the box.

Mary ordered some gladers to start organizing the supplies that came with their greenie as she showed him around the Glade.

"How're you feeling?" She asked as they walked in the direction of the kitchen.

He hadn't looked up from the ground since they've started walking.

"It's okay if you don't remember anything. None of us do. We all woke up here at one point, confused and alone just like you."

"Chuck." He said quietly, but she heard.

"Chuck huh?" She nodded. "Suits you." She smiled.

Chuck smiled up at her.

"Let's get you fed Chuck." She put an arm around him and led him into the kitchen.

"Sig!" She shouted as they entered.

Frypan turned around at his name being shouted.

"Hey Mar'!" He shouted back.

"My friend Chuck here doesn't remember the last time he had something to eat so I figured if we came over here you'd be able to cook him up something good." She smiled as she introduced Chuck.

"Chuck huh?" Siggy smiled, reaching out his hand. Chuck shook it with a smile.

"Nice to meet you Siggy." He smiled.

"Hey you can call me Frypan. Everyone else here does." He smiled at the kid. "Good timing, I actually started working on lunch. Keeping it simple today with some sandwiches. If you wanna help we can sneak a few as we're making them?"

Chuck looked up at Mary for permission, she nodded. "I'd love to help." He smiled.

"Looks like you're in good hands Chuck. I'll send Nick over in a bit to check on you. Fry will tell you all about him." She said as she left the kitchen.

She spent the rest of the day helping the gladers organize the supplies and get the bonfire ready for tonight. By the time everything was organized, the runners made it back and the sun began to dim.

The torches were lit and the bonfire had begun.

Mary saw Chuck being crowded by different gladers, all shaking his hand and clapping him on the back. They were all excited to meet him and the kid looked excited to have so many people interested in him. She could tell that in whatever life he had before this one, he didn't have a lot of friends.

"Hey there she is!" Minho smiled as he walked up to her. She turned to him and punched him in the arm. "Ow! What was that for?"

"That was for trading days off with me to avoid greenie duty!" She shouted.

Minho laughed. "Worth it then. That shank looks like he weighs like two hundred pounds. Couldn't imagine how much fun you had pulling him out of the box." Minho crossed his arms.

"That wasn't funny man." She rolled her eyes.

"Whatever. The shank'll be the centre of attention for the next couple of days so who cares. He looks young huh?"

"Yeah like twelve." She said as they walked over to a picnic table and she poured herself a cup of Gally's drink. He may have become a bigger asshole but he still makes a good juice. She took a seat on the table.

"How was the maze?" She asked. Minho seemed to get agitated at the question. "Sorry."

"No it was okay. Your trainee Pete came back in one piece so I guess it was a better day than I thought it would be. But the maze... Nothing new, as per usual."

"That's good news." She took a long swig of her juice.

"Speaking of good news, do you have any in about your lover boy?" He asked, looking over at Newt.

"Minho." She gave him a warning tone.

"I thought I'd try. I hate having to hang out with you guys separately. This break up is really taking its toll on me y'know." He joked, making her laugh.

"How dare we not discuss it with you first." She rolled her eyes.

"That's all I'm asking for here." He said in a mocking tone.

Mary was staring over at Newt as he was talking to Alby as Minho continued to talk to her.

"Hello?" She heard him say louder.

"What?" She turned to him. Minho followed where she was looking previously, he rolled his eyes.

"Jeez, still distracted even when you're mad at him..." He mumbled.

"Okay you know what? Enough talking about him." She scrunched her eyebrows together and handed him a glass of Gally's juice. She held her own glass up waiting for him to toast to her.

"Good that." He smirked as he toasted and they both downed their glasses.

"I'm getting another." She said, jumping off of the table.

"Don't get too hammered you shuck face." He shook his head as he walked away towards Newt and Alby.

Newt would be lying if he said he didn't notice Minho and Mary talking by the picnic table. When Minho made his way over to them, Newt looked over at Mary.

"Hey man." Alby greeted, handing Minho another glass.

"Hey." Minho smiled, looking between them. "What's up?"

"We were just talking about how I saw the greenie face plant as he was walking to the homestead earlier."

"So not a runner?" Minho winced.

"Definitely not." Alby and Minho laughed. Newt looked away from Mary and towards the conversation as they laughed.

"Maybe he'd be good in the garden?" Minho asked Newt.

Newt shook his head. "Not a chance. You keep that shank away from me and Zart's tomatoes. He might face plant onto those too."

"Fair enough. We might have to just make a new job for him if he can't fit into one." Alby explained.

"What, like janitor?" Minho laughed as he looked over at Newt who wasn't paying attention to the conversation anymore and was looking back in the direction of Mary.

"I'll be right back." He told them as he walked away. Minho and Alby shared a look before Minho ran after him, stopping Newt in his tracks.

"That might not be such a good idea bro." Minho told him.

Newt scrunched his eyebrows. "Minho I haven't talked to her in months."

"Yeah and she's been avoiding you for a reason, hasn't she?" Minho told him. "She ended it and she isn't ready to talk to you just yet."

"She said that?" Newt asked. Minho swallowed. Newt looked away and ran a hand through his hair. "I shucked up big time didn't I?"

"No shit shuck face." Minho rolled his eyes. "If I wasn't one of your best friends I would be nailing your head in for keeping that stupid secret from her. But I won't because it's just a matter of time before you two are friends again." Minho explained as he threw an arm around him and walked in the opposite direction from Mary. "And then it'll just be a matter of time before we are all laughing back at this stupid awkward moment." He said, more reassuring himself than Newt.

"You okay man?" Newt asked.

"Yeah not really. I've told her this and I might as well tell you. I miss hanging out with both of you together. It's just getting exhausting hearing you both go on about how mad the other makes you." He shook his head, drinking his drink.

"Hey alright fine. You're right I've been acting like a shit friend haven't I? No more talking about Mary." He held his drink out for Minho to toast him. Minho stared at his cup and rolled his eyes.

"To no more Mary." He said in a monotone voice.

Mary turned the corner and continued running down her section. The only sound she could hear was that of her breathing. That and the vines she'd pull off of the wall and toss behind her to mark her trail. She turned right and ran down a wide open section. She stopped in her tracks when she heard someone calling her name.

"Mary." She heard again. This time it was louder. It sounded like a man. She looked to her left as the wide section showed nothing but wide open gravel plains and huge enormous walls.

"Hello?" She called out.

"Mary, hey... Is this on?" She heard louder. She ran towards the edge of the plain and stood in front of the wall. "God, this thing's a-"

"Is what on?" She asked at the wall.

"Down here!" She looked down at her feet and there was another one of those beetle blade, mechanical insects. She crouched down at it but this time it didn't scurry away.

"Hello?" She asked again.

"You can hear me? Thank god." She heard it say. It sounded like a speaker phone. That voice sounded familiar.

She took a shot in the dark. "Tom?" She stuttered out, her heart beating rapidly in her chest.

"You remember me?" She heard it ask, surprised.

"I... I don't know." She answered truthfully. "I remember parts... of you. I remembered something after I got stung."

"What did you remember?" He asked.

"We were talking about coming up here into the maze, and then you said something about mom." She explained. "Sorry that must sound so ridiculous."

She heard him chuckle. It wasn't maniacal chuckling, but an amused chuckling. "Yeah we promised mom we'd help as much as we could."

"So we're..."

"Brother and sister, yeah."

"Wow." She breathed out, feeling tears in her eyes. "I have a brother." She smiled.

There was a silence over the speaker for a few seconds. She didn't know what to make of it. Was he waiting for her to compose herself or was he thinking too hard about all of this as well?

"Mary I'm going to be honest with you here. I don't have a lot of time and I'm breaking about a hundred WICKED rules just doing this." Tom began, Mary looked confused. WICKED?

"What are you doing?" She asked.

"I needed to see how you were doing. They've restricted any form of contact between us because they thought it would interfere with the trials but you've already met Janson face-to-face so I know that's bullshit."

"Yeah don't remind me. That guys face is permanently scratched into my brain." She rolled her eyes. Tom chuckled over the speaker again. She smiled at his laugh. She wished she could see his face.

"I wish I could tell you everything is going according to plan up here."

"But it doesn't sound like it at all." She concluded.

"No." He said simply. She heard the sound of someone yelling in the distance over the speaker.

"Tom?" She asked, worried.

"I gotta go." Those simple words made those tears come back to her eyes.

"Tom!" She shouted.

"Just be careful alright. I know you're strong. You've always been the strong one." He said before his voice cut out. As soon as it did, the beetle seemed to not be controlled anymore and scurried away. She sat there, tears finally falling down her cheek softly.

She had a brother.

Did that mean she had a family out there as well?

After the conversation she had with her brother, Mary headed back towards the Glade. Thinking she's had enough excitement for one day.

She turned the corner and in front of her was the Glade just out of sight. She could see a few gladers in the distance working in the garden and Alby talking to Nick by the maze entrance. She tried to wipe the dried tears off of her face but seemed to not do a very good job as Nick looked over at her with concern.

"You okay?" He asked, shouting into the maze. She wanted to shout back that she was fine but she knew this was something that Nick would probably want to talk about behind closed doors. She continued to wipe her face and was barely paying attention to her surroundings.

"Mary!" Nick shouted. She looked up at him, about twenty feet away from the doors she stopped and stared at him. Alby and Nick's eyes went wide as they rushed into the maze towards her. Mary looked confused before looking behind her. A Griever was rushing towards the entrance of the Glade, full speed toward Mary.

She turned back around and saw Nick and Alby charging towards her. Alby took her hand and pulled her with him in the opposite way as Nick followed them away from the Griever. She felt him push her further toward the maze and hear a loud Griever screech.

It all happened so fast.

Before she could think about what to do next she saw the stinger from the Griever poke through Nicks back and come out of his chest. She hadn't stopped running towards the Glade as Alby was pulling her.

The maze doors began to slowly close as Alby and Mary ran through them and fell to the floor. They rolled a couple of times before Mary shot up off of the ground and stared through the maze doors as Nick was being carried away by the Griever. Skewered by the creature.

"Nick!" She shouted. She was going to run after him but something behind her held her back. She turned around and saw Newt pulling her back from the maze doors. "Newt let go, let go!" She screamed.

She looked back and fell to the floor as the last thing she saw before the doors closed was Nicks lifeless face staring back at her.

CHAPTER 19

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Into the Unknown - Chapter 17

CHAPTER 1 / CHAPTER 2 / CHAPTER 3 / CHAPTER 4 / CHAPTER 5 /CHAPTER 6 / CHAPTER 7 / CHAPTER 8 / CHAPTER 9 / CHAPTER 10 /CHAPTER 11 / CHAPTER 12 / CHAPTER 13 / CHAPTER 14 / CHAPTER 15 / CHAPTER 16

"Shit!" Mary shouted as she wiped out onto the gravel in the maze. Minho skidded to a halt, hands on his knees as he was catching his breath.

"You need a hand?" Minho said slowly, gasping for air in between words. He leant a hand down and Mary groaned as she took hold of his hand as he pulled her back up onto her feet.

"Tell me again why we're leaving them alone to run their own sections?" Mary wiped the rocks from her clothes and also began catching her breath.

"Because Nick said they needed to get used to it?" Minho wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Mary looked down both ends of the maze, then up at the sky. It was about noon and the sun was burning down on them from above, no shade anywhere to hide under.

"That's not a good enough reason." She spat a mouthful of rocks onto the maze ground. "And since when does Nick tell us how to run the runners?" She asked, looking over at him. Minho just shrugged. Mary held the side of her head with a groan.

"Still feeling a bit of Gally's special stuff, huh?" Minho laughed, Mary shot him a glare. Minho's laughing was cut short when they heard a sharp scream coming from somewhere in the maze. Mary looked up towards the walls.

"Was that... George?" Mary asked.

"That doesn't sound good." Minho rolled his eyes and they both started sprinting off down the long isle. They came to a fork and looked at each other. "Still think he can handle it?" Mary shot him another glare just as another scream could be heard.

"I'll go left, you go right." Mary said quickly and they both took off.

Mary sprinted down her section shouting George's name.

"George!" She screamed.

"Mary!" She heard ring out, coming from her left still. She turned towards the voice and continued sprinting down the section. She turned the corner again, shouting his name and stopped when she saw him.

"George!" Her eyes shot open as wide as she felt was humanly possible. There he was, grabbing handfuls of gravel and trying to crawl away from a Griever which was currently devouring his amputated leg. The streaks of blood leading towards the Griever from his body.

"Mary help me!" He shouted on in panic.

Mary shot towards him but as soon as she grabbed his hand, the Griever pulled George up by the neck and just like that, the life from the kids eyes was gone and his lifeless body was being carried away by the Griever.

"George!" She shouted. She began chasing the creature.

"I kinda thought you ran into those things on purpose." The words George said to her just a day before ringing through her ears.

"Hey!" She shouted at the Griever. It turned the corner and she picked up the pace, still chasing after it. As soon as she turned the corner, the Griever had vanished. She looked up at the walls and the vines thinking that it had climbed the walls, but there was no sign of a Griever anywhere.

~

Mary walked out of the East maze doors, coming from the forest. When she walked into the Glade there was no one around her, but the shade from the trees was a pleasant feeling on her skin as she kept on walking and made her way to the homestead. She could hear the sound of her name being called by Gladers in the distance but she kept on walking. She opened the door to the homestead and began walking up the stairs. Mary stopped in her tracks when he heard people running towards the door she left open at the bottom of the stairs.

"Did you find him?" She hear Minho ask. She turned around and saw Alby, Nick, Minho and Newt standing there, waiting for her to answer. When they saw her face, they already knew.

"Griever got him." She said almost angrily. She was surprised with how angry she sounded. Her eyes landed on Newt who looked at her with what seemed like pity. "We need to talk."

Newt looked at the other boys before following Mary up the stairs and to her room.

Mary pushed her door open with a heavy force, stopping when she got to the middle of the room.

"What happened?" Newt asked, following her inside and shutting the door. She stood there, looking at him. His face held a worried expression.

"A shuck Griever got him." She said, looking down at the floor. "One day and they-" She breathed slowly through her nose. "One day he got to be a runner. One day we have just the right amount of people to finally get some mapping done and the creators throw a Griever into his section?" She almost shouted.

"Love, there's gladers downstairs, keep your voice down." He walked over to her.

"Why should I? They already know what's out there. It's good if they hear what it's really like out there! We risk our lives everyday to give them a chance to finally live outside these walls one day!"

"I know that and they bloody hell won't forget that. You've got my word." He took her hand.

Mary pulled her hand away.

"Do I?" She asked, looking him in the eye.

"Mary?" He asked, looking from where her hand left his, to her eyes. They were dark. Not with lust, but with anger. She looked hurt and he could already tell.

"Do I have your word, can you stand there and say that you're telling me the truth?" She tilted her head to the side.

Newt was quiet for a moment. She saw his Adams Apple bob as he swallowed the lump that was forming in his mouth.

"I saw George's leg being eaten by a Griever today. I watched as it grabbed him by the neck and pulled him off of the ground. I saw the kid die Newt. I saw it happen. I know how it happened. The whole time the only thing I could think of was how a Griever didn't do something like that to you... It only broke your foot." She shook her head. "What are the chances?" She laughed angrily.

"I got away-"

"Would you cut the klunk Newt?" She cut him off. "I know you-" She paused, choking on the lump in her throat now.

"You know I what Mary? Say it, go on." He was beginning to sound angry now.

"I know you jumped." She said quietly. "And I just- Shuck Newt! I just need to know why you couldn't talk to me about this!" She emphasized.

Newt turned from Mary, rubbing a hand over his face to calm himself down. "And have you react like you're reacting now?" He said as he still faced away from her. She could hear the struggle not to creak down and cry in his voice.

"How would you react?" She asked. "I'm not mad that you did it! I'm mad that you kept up this lie for so long!"

As soon as she said it, Newt turned back to her.

"You're asking me to trust you after this?" She asked.

There was so much more they both wanted to say. There was a pile of words they needed to tell each other but the only thing they were doing at the moment was trying to hold themselves together. She closed her eyes, feeling a tear fall down her face as she took a seat on the bed behind her. She knew getting involved with Newt may have been a bad idea from the start. He was her best friend but at that moment she didn't feel like he was a friend at all. She knew it wasn't fair to get mad at him for doing what he did. She loved him, limp and all. She loved him but he lied to her for weeks. The anger of being lied to was festering, bubbling to the surface all at this moment and she couldn't hold it back anymore.

"Get out." She asked in a soft voice.

~

Mary walked out of the homestead later that night to go map her section. She followed the torch-lit pathway towards the map room and saw that the door was already open. She peeked inside and saw Alby pouring over maps.

Mary cleared her throat to make her presence known, making Alby turn to see her and smile.

"Hey." He said. His eyes looked tired and heavy.

"Hey." She smiled politely. She walked into the room, looking at the candles on the table that surrounded the maps. "What're you doing up so late?" She asked.

"I just finished mapping my section and thought I'd look at what we ran today." He said, letting out a loud yawn afterwards.

"You just finished mapping your section?" She asked.

"Yeah... I'm not the best at it I guess." He said, making both of them laugh.

"I could help you sometime if you want. I've got some neat tricks to doing it quick and making it to dinner on time." She offered.

Alby nodded. "Yeah thanks. I might just take you up on that someday soon." There was a comfortable silence that fell over them as Mary grabbed a piece of paper and a pencil to map her section. "Hey I know it might not be much of my business..." He began. She looked up at him, waiting for him to continue. He shook his head.

"What's up?" She asked.

"You okay?" He asked hesitantly. "I know you're probably tired of being asked that... I just thought after what you saw in the maze today with George... And the whole Newt thing."

"Actually no ones asked me how I am." She said in a soft tone. "At least not today. I hadn't seen anything like that before... I know you were friends with George. I'm sorry I couldn't save him."

Alby shook his head, crossing his arms. "It wasn't your fault. The kid was already dead when he saw the Griever."

"If I had found him sooner..."

"Hey hey... Don't start doing that now." Alby stopped her, knowing exactly where she was going with this. "I think people have come to realize that death is something we're just going to have to get used to a lot around here."

"I suppose." She agreed. "I'm not."

"Huh?"

"To answer your question... I'm not okay." She shrugged, looking down at her paper. "But I will be."

"Mary if there's anything any of us can do..."

"You can get us out of here."

CHAPTER 18

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Imagine Aris being protective of you because you’re his sister, and he catches Minho checking you out. 

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Into the Unknown - Chapter 16

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"I'm not saying we'd be making the entire Glade into Runners Minho, just a couple more since we lost Newt and Shawn getting banished..." Mary tried to convince Minho into bringing a couple more Runners onto the team because there was so much to explore in one day that they couldn't possibly cover it all on one day.

"Mary-"

"No just stop and listen." She said, skidding them both to a halt in the middle of the maze. "You asked me to help you co-lead the runners. That means that you should at least consider what I'm saying." They both paused for a moment and caught their breath. "This maze changes everyday and we can't cover it all in a day with the people we got right now."

"Who did you have in mind?"

"How about Hank and George?" She asked.

"George?" Minho almost burst out laughing. "Hank I can understand but George? That kid’s a twig."

"So what if he's a twig? You saw him the other day when Gally cut himself. George sprinted over to the medjack hut almost as fast as we could."

"Yeah yeah, that was short distance." Minho tried to make up an excuse, rubbing the back of his head. Mary just raised a brow and crossed her arms. "Okay fine they can have a trial period. They'll run the maze with each of us and then we'll decide after okay?" Mary's face broke out in a wide smile. "What?"

"See, that is how you co-lead." She smirked as they kept up the run for the day.

They made it back to the Glade just before the doors closed and Minho went to go tell Nick about their idea for new runners as Mary headed for the map room. She went about her day like usual and one by one runners started pooling into the room and drawing their maps. Afterwards she compared them and locked them up in the chest before leaving the map room. She heard the scurry of a beetle blade to her left and saw it staring right at her on the ground. She narrowed her eyes at it and it started running off. Mary bolted in the direction of the beetle blade and was catching up to it. She vowed to destroy e very single one that she saw in the glade so that Janson man couldn't watch them anymore. As she was about to jump for it she crashed right into someone and they both fell to the ground.

"I'm so sorry here!" She said, getting back up and helping whatever glader she bumped into. She met their eyes and it was Gally. She hadn't had a conversation with him since before he had went crazy after getting stung. She averted her eyes from his as soon as she saw the anger in his face.

"I'm so sorry Gally, I wasn't watching where I was running." She apologized again.

"You ran right into me, it was like you didn't have your eyes open at all!" He sneered. She winced, this was not the Gally she remembered. Yeah, Gally had always woken up on the wrong side of the bed, but now he was just plain rude.

"I'm sorry." She said again.

"Sorry for what? Tackling me to the ground or ruining my life by getting me stuck in here?" He started shouting. "Well which one?"

"Everything okay here?" Nick said, coming in between them.

"Yeah everything's fine. Right Mary?" Gally said, looking her in the eye.

"Mary?" Nick asked, looking between them.

"Yeah everything's fine." She said as she walked around them and towards the homestead, trying not to cry.

"Mary!" She heard Nick shout at her, his footsteps getting closer to her. "Hold up, look I know you're a runner but you don't have to be rushing everywhere."

Mary spun around, Nick could see the tears in her eyes. "What's goin' on?"

"That's not Gally is what's going on. Yeah, he used to be grouchy and mean and would complain about everything but he was also caring and would do nice things for people without other people finding out."

Nick looked back to where he had just seen Gally yelling at Mary.

"Gally would have never yelled at me like that. Nick something happened to him when he got stung. He must remember something." She tried to explain. "When I got stung I got a memory, how do we know he didn't have the same thing happen to him?"

"I think we all know he remembered something... and with time he'll let us know." Nick tried to explain. "Just like you did."

Mary rolled her eyes for what felt like the millionth time today.

"But that's not what I wanted to talk to you about. Minho told me about your idea to bring on more runners." He began a new conversation as they started walking back to the homestead. "I've been thinking the same thing. We haven't been putting enough attention on the maze and I didn't even realize how many runners we lost. You were thinking Hank and George?"

"Yeah, they're fast. We need fast." She told him.

"Okay then. I'll pass on the news to them and have them run with you guys in the morning. Minho already called dibs on Hank."

"Of course he did. They get along like brothers, and Hank is ripped, easy runner. But I would've chose George anyway."

"Awesome then it's settled. Tomorrow morning you get a runner-in-training."

"Mary!" Newt called from the homestead. Mary and Nick turned to see Newt walking over to them.

"I'll leave the two of you alone." Nick winked and Mary blushed as he walked off.

"Filling in my spot already?" Newt laughed.

"Hey I don't see you running any day soon Newt." She smiled.

"No I don't either."

"Why do you smell like dirt?" She asked.

"Oh I was helping Zart in the gardens today. He was short handed." Newt explained.

"Seems like everyone is these days. We could use some more Greenies." She said as they walked together back to the homestead.

"Yeah I just wish they'd send up more than one a month." Newt groaned.

"Well at least they keep coming." Mary smiled. "Hey listen I have to shower before dinner." She stopped outside the homestead.

"Sounds good love, I'll save you a spot at dinner then." He said before kissing her and walking off. Mary watched as he walked away with a hint of a limp still and closed her eyes and shook her head. Every time she sees that shucking limp she wants to call him out on it. She keeps convincing herself that he's going to tell her what actually happened but she thinks that even he's started believing his own lie.

The next morning Minho and Mary waited at the gates a little early to talk about which people Hank and George would be partnered up if today went well.

"Hey guys!" They heard Nick approaching them and they turned. Nick was walking towards them with Hank and George dressed in running gear. With them was also Alby dressed in running gear as well.

"Hey Nick. Alby, what's the occasion?" Minho asked.

"He's trying out too. Figured you could use some more runners." Nick suggested.

"Sounds like a great idea. I'll take him today." Minho offered. "Mary's gonna have her hands full." Minho snickered as the doors opened. Mary snickered back sarcastically.

"Come on George, you're with me. Keep up." She said as the two started jogging into the maze.

By the time noon came around she looked over to her left and saw George keeping up with her, barely breaking a sweat.

"You ever sweat?" She asked with a joking tone.

"Only when I'm nervous." He said as he focused on running.

"Well you're not breaking a sweat, feeling good about joining our little team here?" She asked as they turned a couple corners.

"I'm not gonna lie, I was nervous last night when Nick told me but after what we've encountered so far today no I don't think I am." George said, feeling confident in himself.

"Well I hate to break it to you George but so far today's been a little out of the ordinary."

"How so?" He asked as they tuned another corner.

"Well for starters we haven't ran into anything yet. No signs of Grievers." She swallowed after talking.

"You usually see Grievers?"

"Well not everyday but maybe about eighty percent of the time, yeah." She explained. "How do you think I've gotten stung?"

"I kinda thought you ran into those things on purpose." He joked, making them both chuckle.

"You're doing great, and I like the confidence. Just don't let it go to your head. That'll get you hurt okay?" She saw him nod as she skidded to a stop. "Why don't we break for lunch."

"Hey Mary." George said, catching his breath, she turned to look at him "What do you do if you need to take a whiz in the middle of the maze?"

Mary burst out laughing. "See that thing behind you?" She asked, George turned to see nothing but a wall.

"Nothing's there but a wall." He said confused.

"Yeah that's what you use." She kept laughing. "I guess it'd be a lot easier for you than for me." George blushed as he looked back at the wall, then at Mary. "Don't worry, I won't peak."

The rest of the day went just as smooth as the morning did. Mary let him take the lead after lunch and had him taking the notes as she marked their trail back to the Glade. When they got back to the Glade Mary looked at her watch. About fifteen minutes before the doors closed, not bad. They kept running until they got to the map room and opened the big door. Mary taught George how to draw the map and how to mark it. Where to hand it in and why they map out the maze. George had so many questions but he seemed to be mentally noting down all the stuff Mary was teaching him. After he was done Mary dismissed him for dinner.

"How'd it go?" Minho asked, walking into the map room, passing George on his way in.

"That kid is a natural runner. Nothing close to what you can do, but he can do the job just fine." She said, leaning back onto the table in the middle of the room.

"Glad to hear it. Looks like we got three new runners." He smiled.

"How was Hank?" She asked.

"Born runner, and he had the build of a runner. I'm not surprised he did so well."

"And Alby?" She asked curiously.

"I had no idea he even wanted to be a runner. I thought he'd be too busy, y'know him being Nick's right hand man and all. He did awesome. Great listener too." Minho said, hopping up to sit on the table. "But apparently since Newt can't run, Alby thought that it'd be best to help out where he could, which meant running the maze."

"And Nick was okay with letting his right hand man go?" She asked.

"Well Alby suggested Newt could take his place. Your boy toy knows a thing or two about the Glade and the people in it. He's good with them too." Minho looked over at Mary. Mary nodded her head as she looked down at the ground. "Getting all mopey at the mention of your boy toy? What, are things not a walk in the park between the two of you right now?"

"Things are fine." She shrugged. "At least that's what he want's me to believe..." She said sitting on the table as well.

"What is it?" He asked, tone changing to serious in an instant. Mary snickered at him. "Seriously... Is he okay?" Minho asked.

"You tell me Minho, is he?" She asked, looking at him.

"I don't know... That's why I'm asking, man." He chuckled. Mary turned back ahead and looked at the setting sun through the open doorway in front of them.

"I know." Was all she said, and Minho looked down at his fingers, not looking up at her.

"You know..." He nodded.

"I know what actually happened to his ankle." She said, looking at his face. He still didn't look up.

"He told you?" Minho asked.

She shook her head, "No." she answered, wiping the tear that escaped her eye.

"Then how..."

"It's a complicated story, but I found out a few days after it happened. He doesn't know that I know. Every time I see him smile I keep seeing his heartbroken face in the back of my head. I get why he tried to jump, I do. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't thought about doing the same thing while I was out there a few times. Just knowing he gave up though... Even for a moment. I know why he asked you not to tell anyone what happened. I'm not mad that you didn't tell me either. It wasn't your place to tell. You were just trying to be a good friend, I know that Minho. But the one thing I can't live with is him lying to me every second of everyday." Minho looked at her and saw how hurt Mary was, he reached over and held her hand.

"It won't always be like that." He tried to cheer her up.

"I know why he didn't tell me. But I already know." She shrugged. "Do you think he notices the way I look at him now? Do you think he knows that I know what really happened?" She asked, looking at her friend.

"No. There's no way he does. He'd tell me if he did."

"Has he said anything about it since you found him?" She asked.

Minho shook his head. "He hasn't mentioned it once. I think he just wants to forget that it ever happened. But as long as he-"

"Has that limp... He won't forget, will he?" She finished.

"No I don't think he will." Minho said. "But when he's with you I think he forgets. He doesn't actually smile unless he's with you. When I found him in the maze he made me swear not to tell you what happened. He doesn't want you to think of him differently."

"I don't think of him differently... I didn't anyway." She rubbed her hands over her face in frustration. "Ugh I just wish there was a way for me to forget it all." She sighed.

"That would be a crap load of Gally's secret drink." Minho smirked as he hopped off the table. "And a game of cards with your best pal."

"Tonight?" She groaned.

"Yeah, tonight. Come on. We got a lot of forgetting to do."

"Good that." She rolled her eyes and hopped off the table, leaving the map room.

CHAPTER 17

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Newt telling you how he really got his limp...

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Imagine #110

Character: Frypan

Rating: K

Words: 676

Warning: none

Request: Could you possibly do a smuttyish Frypan imagine where they're in the kitchen and kinda flirting around and things get rather heated? If so it'd be lovely!

A/N: I know this isn’t smutty like the request asked for but I couldn’t write it in a way with smut, I was thinking of a really cute frypan fluff imagine and this request kinda triggered it and i was just like BOOM I GOTTA DO IT y’know................. could always do a part 2 with smut ;);)

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You were in the kitchen waiting for Fry to come back with the blasted carrots... But that was an hour and a half ago. You looked at your watch, about a half hour until dinner time and you had barely even started cooking it. It was Frypan’s idea to do sloppy joes but you needed carrots in the meat and he still hadn’t come back yet. You chopped the onions loudly, pretending every cut was Fry’s neck you were so upset with him. Who just leaves in the middle of dinner and doesn’t say anything? 

You stop chopping the onions and wipe the sweat from your forehead with the back of your hand, as if just on cue Frypan walks into the kitchen, and stops once he sees you holding the knife. 

“Where the hell have you been?” You shout. Fry’s eyes are wide. He’s not looking at you, but at the knife. “Oh don’t worry I’m not about to kill you... Not until after we’re done here anyway.” You roll your eyes and go back to chopping. 

“I’m sorry. When I got to the gardens Clint and Newt hadn’t even started uprooting the carrots. I just spent the last hour helping them do it.” He said. Now that you looked at him, he looked completely sweaty. You saw his arms covered in a light layer of oil and his veins were slightly bulging from his biceps. 

“Um... Yeah it’s okay.” You stuttered, looking back down at the onion and continued to chop it. 

“What’s the matter with you?” He asked playfully as he walked around the counter and leaned against it next to you. You shook your head and kept chopping, not looking up so he couldn’t see your blush. 

“Nothing.” You sad matter of factly. “Besides the fact that we gotta cook for fifty other hungry men out there and some help would be nice.” 

“Well I’m no professional but I think you’ve cut enough onions.” He chuckled. You stopped chopping and noticed you cut about eight of them. 

“Well we could use some pre-chopped onions for other meals right.” You chuckled. 

Fry just laughed and went to grab the big container of carrots he left on the ground and hoisted it onto the counter. You looked up from your chopping and watched as his arms flexed as he lifted it. Your eyes couldn’t look away, you thought maybe it was the heat and you were imagining things. Fry cleared his throat and your eyes met his. You were caught. You blushed and looked back down at the cutting board and grabbed a carrot and started chopping again. 

“You sure you’re okay Y/n?” He asked. 

“Yeah I just think... Y’know with the oven on and the heat outside... It’s just hot in here.” You said closing your eyes and wiping the sweat from your forehead again. You opened your eyes and saw Fry staring at you. 

“Definitely hot in here.” He agreed with a wink. “But I don’t think it has anything to do with the oven.” That as bold even for Frypan. 

You swallowed and continued to look at him. “No I don’t think it really does.” You agreed. 

“After dinner’s over we could go cool off somewhere and have some dessert...” Fry suggested. 

“I think that’s a great idea.” You smirked as you grabbed another carrot. The two of you continued to cook in silence, both stealing glances at each other when you both thought you weren’t looking. Needless to say you were really looking forward to dessert. 

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heyoooooo! I recently came across your tumblr and have read almost every imagine you have posted! You're truly an amazing writer, keep up the good work. I was wondering if you are planning to write any more? :)

I am now :):):)

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Imagine Thomas believing you are a part of WICKED. 

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Into the Unknown - Chapter 15

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Mary's eyes opened slowly. She sat up on the gravely floor of the maze and instantly felt a sharp pain racing through her head. She winced and rubbed the back of her skull. She looked around and noticed that she was right in front of the maze door. As if right on cue, the ground beneath her started rumbling and the doors began to part. She got to her feet slowly and saw bodies waiting for her on the other side. She began walking into the Glade and saw the faces of the Gladers as she approached them. They looked at her as if she was a ghost. She looked down at herself and saw the hole in the centre of her shirt, indicating that she had gotten stung. She rose her shirt to look at her stomach and saw a sting mark. She dropped her shirt and looked up at the boys, at Nick in particular who looked so angry Mary was sure his head might explode.

"You and me, homestead." Was all he said before walking off towards the homestead. Mary averted her eyes from everyone and followed Nick.

No one said a word as Mary walked through the small crowd of Gladers. You could probably hear a pin drop from a mile away. To say things were tense would be an understatement. As she followed Nick she mentally prayed that he would understand her after she explained what happened. She knew with everything that had already gone on she was already walking on a very thin and suspicious thread... Since day one things already seemed to not be going her way, being the only girl and all. Once the two of them entered the homestead, Nick locked the door to avoid any interruptions. As soon as he did, his eyes went to Mary who was sitting on the couch. Could she tell him where she was? Would this W.I.C.K.E.D company kill her as soon as she opens her mouth?

"Look I know what you're going to ask me and I'm gonna save you the drama and tell you what I remember. Absolutely nothing. I ran into the maze, thought it'd be a good idea to get myself shuckin’ stung again in hopes of remembering something else but everything went black and then I woke up as the doors were opening." She explained.

"Remembering something else?" Nick folded his arms as he stood in front of Mary. "Meaning you've remembered something already?" He asked. Mary's eyes shot to him and she opened her mouth to say something, only not able to find any words, so she nodded reluctantly. "When did you get this memory?"

Mary paused before speaking, "When I got stung the first time." She said above a whisper, looking away from him again.

"So when we all thought there was something going on with you after you woke up, there actually was something going on." He stated solemnly. Mary stayed silent as he continued to speak. "You lied to all of us everyday since then. What else haven't you told us?" Mary looked into his eyes at a loss for words. "What was the memory?"

"It's honestly nothing that would help." She knew lying probably wasn't the best road to go down. It wasn't a complete lie though. It wasn't something that would help them get out of here. "Nick I didn't even think it was a real memory. It may have been a dream or something. I didn't tell any of you because I was scared that if I did you guys would treat me differently... But lately I've been the centre of everything weird in the Glade. I want to get out of here just as badly as you do, but every time I feel like we are getting closer to getting out, something crazy happens and screws everything up."

"How am I supposed to trust you?" Nick asked. Mary stood up.

"I'm not asking you to see me as another Glader, but I woke up with wet hair the same day you did. I'm asking you as a friend to trust in me. If I ever get any information that even remotely ties to us getting out of here, I would tell you faster then a speeding bullet." She begged him. 

They both stood there, staring at each other. Mary couldn’t tell if he was angry or contemplating whether or not to continue listening to her. She took a chance and assumed the latter.

“We chose you to be our leader because you seem to be one of the most level headed and wisest of all of us. Now I don’t care if you see me as a friend or not, that isn’t a concern of mine. The only thing that I care about is the choices you make, not the choices other people want you to make, because those affect me. All I ask is that as a leader you take the time to really think about those choices. Trust me. And if a day comes around when you’re not sure you can really trust me, I need to know.” 

Nick took a moment and looked her in the eyes. He looked away and let out a long sigh, taking a seat on the couch.

"Man I don't know what the hell I'm even doing." Nick said, rubbing his hands over his face. Mary took a seat next to him. "Everything is just unravelling. First you get stung, then Gally, then one of my best runners breaks his ankle and then the other decides to commit suicide by running into the maze as its closing."

"Sorry." She chuckled.

"I have dozens of kids out there asking me questions about this place and I got no answers for them." He looked at her. "People are looking up to me wherever I go and I feel like I'm more confused then they are."

"Well if it's any cancelation, we think you're doing a great job." She said, nudging him.

He laughed, "Thanks I guess."

"So... Do I have to spend another night in the Slammer?" She asked cautiously.

"Depends, Am I going to have anymore surprise episodes with you?" He asked, she shook her head. "You gotta keep me in the loop if you remember anything else okay?"

"I promise." She smiled.

“And I do by the way.” He mentioned. 

“Huh?”

“Trust you. More than those shanks out there.” He nodded to the door. 

A few more months passed in the Glade marking their first year and a half stuck in this place. When Mary looked around the Glade she saw a fully working society. Everyone knew what their roles were and no one had a problem helping out. Ever since Shawn, there hasn't been another banishment. They all mutually agreed that banishing someone was only to be done under extreme circumstances. His grave, and David's, were in the deadheads. Gally woke up, he's been spending every second keeping his eyes on Mary, she was starting to get irritated about that. Newt was finally up and walking around the Glade. He's got a bit of a limp. He tried running the maze but only lasted about twenty minutes before Mary helped him back to the Glade. Turns out it may take even more time to heal. Mary's new running partner was Minho. He usually ran the maze himself, but seeing as Mary got herself into trouble, she needed a partner out there. She had a feeling it had something to do with Newt not wanting her to be left on her own in the maze. It's been a few months since she had that strange encounter with that Janson man. A few months since she found out what really happened to Newt but hasn't had the chance to talk to him about it. That was a lie, she's had plenty of chances. She just didn't want to bring it up. He didn't want her to know and she figured he would tell her himself eventually, when he was ready.

Mary and Minho's breaths were synchronized as they both ran towards the Glade. As soon as they passed the doors they didn't stop, but headed to the map room. Minho stopped running and tried catching his breath as Mary went to pull the giant door open.

"Don't start relaxing just yet. We're the first back and we're gonna have six more runners make their way back any minute." She said through breaths as she pulled the door open.

"Not relaxing, just catching my breath." Minho said as he entered and went straight for a piece of paper. Just as they began mapping the section, Ben came in covered in sweat.

"How you guys make it back so quick, I'll never know." He said, grabbing a piece of paper.

"How was your section?" Mary asked.

"I had the shortest today and you still made it back before me." He said as he hunched over the table and started drawing. More runners piled in. Usually Minho or Mary would stay behind and wait for all the runners to finish mapping their sections and put them away in the correct chest. T=One of them was always the last one to leave.

"I'll stay behind, you head to dinner." She suggested to Minho as he put his pencil down, he looked at her strange. "What?"

"Why are you in such a generous mood today?" He asked.

"Well you look more tired than usual. I was leading today which was weird I guess..." She said, following him to the chest. "You been sleeping okay?" She asked.

Minho nodded and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Yeah I didn't pack a lunch, had a late start."

"Ah that's why you got to the doors late this morning. Someone slept in." She chuckled as she crossed her arms. Minho chuckled and stopped her in her tracks. “What?” She asked, noticing his mood becoming more serious.

“I’ve been talking to Nick--”

“Oh no what happened?” She asked concerned. 

“Nothing yet. Mary don’t worry you’re not in trouble.” He snickered. “I’ve been talking to Nick about the running team and how shuckin’ well things have been going and it’s honestly because of your dedication. So I brought up the idea of having a co-keeper and he thought that was a great idea.” 

“A co-keeper?” She asked. “Well that’s kind of a good idea, takes a load of work off of your back huh? So who’d you choose?” 

“Mary.” He scoffed. “You’re kidding right?” 

“Of course I’m kidding you dumbass I’m not that thick. I’d love to co-lead or whatever. You’ve been losing your cool lately, this is exactly what we both need. I accept.” She crossed her arms. Minho laughed and nodded. 

"Yeah yeah, look stay behind and lock up then." He said, taking her backpack. "I'll let Newt know you'll be late. You did a great job today man." He said before leaving.

“Yeah do me a favour and head to sleep early tonight, I don’t wanna see you late tomorrow!” She shouted at him as he left the map room. 

After the runners were done mapping their sections, they gave their sheets to Mary and left. She was the last person in the map room and she had all the sheets from today out on the table, comparing it with the same sheets from last week. The room was getting dark and when she looked outside she saw it was dusk She had one candle on the table illuminating the maps.. One of the runners took their time coming back and that meant she had to wait until he was done mapping to compare the sections. Her stomach growled, she was sure dinner was going on right now. She heard a knock at the door, she looked up and saw Newt coming inside holding two plates.

"What are you doing in here?" She asked as he put a plate of roast beef down in front of her. "Runners only." She said taking a bite.

"Technically, I am still a runner." He smiled as he leaned against the table and took a bite of his own dinner.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome love. How's it lookin'?" He asked, looking at the maps, Mary sighed.

"It's lookin' exactly like last week." She shrugged.

"Don't sound so defeated, it's just a matter of time until something changes." He said.

"Yeah I know." She smiled as she piled up the papers and put them away in the chest. "Just wish it was sooner rather than later." They sat in a comfortable silence as they finished their food. When they were done, Newt grabbed their plates as they left the map room and Mary locked the door.

"How's the ankle?" She asked as they both looked down at it as they walked. Mary could tell he still had an obvious limp.

"Um, it's doing alright. Better actually. I went on a jog with Clint this morning. He said that pushing it to the limit might strengthen it." He explained.

"And?"

"And the jog was short. I only lasted about ten minutes before I had to stop." He said with a hint of discouragement.

"Well at least you can walk now right." She tried to make him feel better.

"At least I can walk now." He agreed as they headed to Frypan's to give him their dishes.

"Hey Siggy." Mary gave him a warm smile as they entered his kitchen.

"Hey guys, check this out you're just in time." He said as they rushed over. "Look at that." He said proudly.

The three of them were staring at a brownie shaped like a cupcake.

"Wow Fry, congratulations...?" Newt said as he looked at the brownie. Fry looked between them and sighed.

"Okay so you guys remember how I requested that chocolate in the last supply shipment right. Well I figured I could make something cool with it. Here take a bite." He said as he handed them both a fork. Mary shrugged and dove right in. As soon as she cut the brownie, chocolate came flooding out of it.

"oh my god, it's so chocolatey!" Mary laughed as she ate the piece.

"Fry this is amazing." Newt said as he took another bite himself.

Frypan had a proud look on his face. "I'm a natural at this cookin' thing." He laughed. "Here you guys finish it up. I'm gonna start on tonight's dishes." Frypan said as he left. Newt grabbed the plate and headed for the door.

"Hey where are you going?" Mary asked, still holding her fork.

"This is perfect, follow me." He smirked as he opened the door and had her follow him. They walked in silence now through the dark Glade and she saw him heading for the forest.

"Newt where are we going..." She asked.

"Trust me you'll love it." He said as he entered the forest. Mary sighed as she followed him through it. She could barely see anything but she could hear his footsteps and the branches cracking beneath their feet. Up ahead she could see a light, a torch no doubt.

When they got close enough, Mary realized what it was. In the middle of a clearing, torches were surrounding a blanket on the floor. There was a big plate of berries and above them was the open, clear dark sky with the full moon shining bright above everything.

"What is this?" She asked him.

Newt walked over to the blanket and put the molten, chocolate dessert down onto the blanket. "Well today marks us being here for a year and a half. Yeah a year and a half of all of us getting stuck in a giant maze and having no memories of who we were, but I figured why not make the best out of something bad." He said as he walked up to Mary. "Why not celebrate a year and a half of getting stuck in a giant maze with the most beautiful girl in the world."

"Newt I'm the only girl in the world for all we know." She laughed.

"And you're here with me." He went onto say. "We can celebrate a year and a half of knowing each other but when we get out, that'll be the day I'll want to remember, not this okay? For now we'll just have to settle for this day." He paused, "What do you say?"

"Happy anniversary." Mary said before leaning in and passionately kissing Newt. He wrapped his arms around her and deepened the kiss, both of them feeling like if they let go then they might die. At that moment it felt like it was just the two of them.

That was when she heard it.

A small robotic sound from her right. They both pulled away and looked around.

"What the bloody hell is that sound?" Newt asked. Mary looked towards the blanket. Right next to it was a small, beetle-like machine. She walked towards it and saw it looking straight at her. "What is that?" He asked, looking at it closely as well. On the side of it it had something engraved.

W.I.C.K.E.D

Before she could reach out and grab the robotic bug, it scurried away and into the dark forest, leaving the two of them alone.

CHAPTER 16

[imagines-in-the-maze]

Any thoughts about the Fever Code????

[duhsweetheart]

Praying for you dyl💞 I love you😞❤️

[wow-obrosey]

sending some extra love to Dylan O'Brien today ❤️