Subject A11, Otherwise known as a huge pain in the ass for W.I.C.K.E.D
The Subject's name is (Y/n), She was sent into the Maze purely by accident but her friends dying wasn't an accident.
"I'm getting out of here, It's only a matter of time"
She wa...
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Walking into the Med-Jacks's hut (Y/n) stumbled upon a claustrophobic scene with half of the Glade surrounding Alby whose face and expression she couldn't see or understand
"Back up" (Y/n) said as she walked through the doorway "Back the shuck up people, He doesn't have room to breathe" She groaned while pushing through the teens "Back. Up." She uttered, Her eyes widened when she saw the Leader of the Glade and her oldest friend
Alby looked broken, Almost shattered as he sat on one of the beds in the hut, His black eyes stared into the distance as a single tear rolled down his cheek and onto his pants. The teen's lips were parted open as he slowly moved his eyes to glance up at the (H/c)
"(Y/n)... You were... How did you... Survive?"
Silence filled the air, It was like the air was sucked out of everybody's lungs as the worried gazes of the Gladers turned to (Y/n) who didn't move
"Alby has some of his memories back..." Newt spoke up as the silence ended but the uncomfortable atmosphere was still present "He also said something about Tommy being their favorite," He muttered "Not sure what that means" His eyes moved between (Y/n) and Alby as neither of them moved or even flinched "He also said we can't leave"
"We can't... Leave?" (Y/n) finally spoke up, Her voice horse as she glanced at the blond who gave her a slow nod
"(Y/n)!" Thomas called out when the female was pulled by the wrist to bend down to the Leader's eye level
"You were supposed to die... But you didn't, How?" Alby asked, His grip cold and tight like a bears trap that leaped around the animal's leg or paw
"Right, Slowly..." (Y/n) whispers as she gently wraps her hand around his own wrist and kneels in front of him before her soft eyes turned into a glare directed at the crowd "Do I need to spell everything out? Give us some space"
The Gladers looked at her with unsure expressions, They looked between one another before Teresa finally spoke what the rest were thinking
"Will you be fine—"
"AAAHHHH!"
"What the bloody hell was that?" Newt glanced at the doorway "Right, Come on let's go" Newt muttered as he started pushing everybody out "Let's give them some space," He said
"Now, What did I survive? Take your time Alby, Baby steps" She whispered softly with a small smile as she placed her warm hand onto his shaking knee
"They..." Alby spoke, Eyes glossy as they looked into her caring once "Took you" He finished his breathing was uneven as his grip on her wrist tightened to the point of blocking the circulation of her blood
