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Trust is Like Fire - TMR REWRITE Chapter Nine

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Summary: Driving through the mountains, they found the Right Arm, or rather, the Right Arm found them. For a first interaction, being shot at wasn’t the worst the group had had to face. Aris was reunited with old friends he made when he was in the maze, Sonya and Harriet. The two took them to a camp further in the desert, where their group was hiding. Starting off the wrong foot, they managed to gain the trust of the man in charge, named Vince but as the night fell, the day took a much darker twist, ending in the cries and tears of a family being torn apart.

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Warnings: TMR Scorch Trials spoilers, angst, some fluff, bruises, blood, gun violence, ANGST (I understand Teresa thought she was doing the right thing but only Teresa’s slander will be accepted here)

They had been sitting in this car they took from Marcus, going as far as making him cry like a baby because of it, for a few hours now. The roads were empty and all they saw for miles on end was desert with sands, stones and dry bushes. Jorge was behind the wheel and drove them into the mountains where they would normally find people from the Right Arm group. After taking a nap for a while, her head resting on her brother's shoulder, Grace sat up and rubbed her eyes and met the amused glance Newt was giving her before looking out the window, staring into the distance. Despite the conditions, this had been one of the most restful sleeps she had since the WICKED facility. Just like in the glade, they had been through a lot in a rather short period of time, and it was exhausting for all of them but they all knew WICKED was never going to let it and leave them alone so it wouldn’t come to an end for now. It would be a long time before they would experience a moment of peace longer than a few hours. They drove through the mountains, crossing paths with rusty and crumbling metal pyramid towers from which cables hung from all sides in the void. Grace had no idea what it was. After a moment, Jorge stopped the car and she turned her head, looking forward with a slight frown, wondering what was up. They all stepped out of Bertha, staring at a bunch of decrepit cars blocking the road.

“Well, I guess we’re on foot.” Jorge stated. The group gathered around him and stood there in silence. They walked through what felt like a cemetery, searching the opened trunks, taking a peep inside the cars. Grace followed Thomas, looking around the mountains, she almost bumped into him when he stopped by a car. She walked past him to stand by his side and followed his gaze to the dusty windshield and saw a bullet hole. The second after he brought his hand up to it, a shot was fired and a bullet hit the hood of the car, making a loud metallic sound resounding in the valley. Thomas grabbed Grace’s shoulders and brought her to the ground along with him as he shielded his head with his arm out of reflex. As bullets rained down on them, Jorge ordered the others to take cover. For a few seconds after they stoppes, the shots echoed through the valley like thunder.

“Hey, is everyone okay out there?” Thomas enquired, while he, Grace and Jorge, hid together behind a car.

“We’re fine.” Teresa shouted in response.

“Anyone knows where those bloody shots came from?” Newt queried, but none of them had an answer.

“That son of a bitch, Marcus. He led us into an ambush.” Jorge spoke, furiously taking off his gloves. Grace then looked at Thomas motioned for her to stay hidden as he slowly stood up to look around. A few other bullets were shot at their car, and he took cover again.

“What do we do?” He asked Jorge. Both Grace and Thomas stared at him, waiting for him to say something.

“Yeah. Hold this.” Jorge handed them a sort of bomb and Grace hesitantly grabbed it, glancing at her brother in confusion. “We gotta create a diversion. You get ready to chuck it.” Jorge then then took out a device with a small red button on top and she got on her foot, leaning forward to stay hidden, the bomb in her hand while Jorge told the others to be ready to run back to the truck and cover their ears. He then lowered his voice to address Grace. “Ready? One… Two…”

“Drop it.” A female voice ordered from behind them, accompanied by the sound of a gun being reloaded. They froze for a few seconds until the woman urged them and raising her hands in the air, Grace put the bomb down, not daring to turn around, just looking at her brother from the corner of her eyes. Jorge gave in as well and dropped the device he held in his hand. “On your feet. Let’s go.” All three of them slowly got up and she repeated herself, yelling this time. With her sniper, she moved for them to get to the side. There were actually two women in front of them, both wearing masks hiding their lower faces. The one actively threatening them had long dreadlocks falling a little past her shoulders and the other one, standing behind her, light blond hair in a side braid. The two walked towards them, pushing them to back up and got the others to raise their hands and stand beside Thomas, Grace and Jorge. The one with dreadlocks kind of frowned, lowering her gun and mask. “Aris?”

“Oh my god. Harriet?”

“My god. What the hell are you doing here?” She quickly swalked over to him and drew him into a tight hug. The others watched them, all staring and frowning in confusion. Aris then greeted the other girl named Sonya. They seemed so relieved to see each other. Grace looked at the blond, and the only thought that crossed her mind was how pretty she looked.

“Aris, you’re lucky we didn’t shoot your dumb ass. You all right man?”

“Uh, what’s happening?” Minho enquired.

“We were in the maze together.” Aris explained, reminding them that he was indeed in a maze full of girls and was the only boy, just like Teresa and Grace were the only girls in a maze full of boys. For some reason the three of them had found themselves in the opposite maze to the one they should have been in. Harriet then walked to the edge of the road and whistled. Grace followed her with her eyes until she looked at Sonya and crossed her gaze. she still had a candid smile stretching her rosy lips. She had the prettiest hazel eyes Grace had ever seen and she couldn’t get her eyes off of her. It felt like there had been an instant connection between them, as if time had stopped and nothing else mattered around them. Grace was very unfamiliar with that sort of feeling and didn’t know what to do with it but stand there and smile and probably look somewhat stupid, but she didn’t care. The fluttering in her stomach made it feel like thousands of butterflies were flying in there and she couldn't help but be confused and taken aback and yet, looking at Sonya was strangely comforting. She didn't remember her being at WICKED with them and still, it was just as if they had always known each other, which was even more weird to her. When she felt Thomas’ hand on her shoulder, she was taken out of her thoughts and contemplation in the blink of an eye and glanced at her brother, disoriented. Thomas was looking at her and she could tell that his eyes were asking her what was going on, but she just turned around and saw all the armed figures standing on top of the mountains. They had definitely found the Right Arm. Grace had a soft grin on her face. She glanced at Sonya, who was talking to Aris and the latter looked at her, both smiling at each other. Grace couldn’t understand what happened and why she was feeling like this toward someone she had just met a moment before. She wondered if Sonya was feeling the same as her.

She pushed these thoughts away, putting them to the back of her mind and the group of teenagers followed Sonya and Harriet down a wide, natural tunnel in the moutain. At the end of the tunnel, a big truck was parked sideways to block the path. Sonya waved her arm around.

“Back it up, Joe!” The vehicle began to reverse, and they walked out the gallery. Outside, there was a whole bunch of people, standing near cars parked there. The group silently followed the two girls, Aris on their heel and Thomas and Grace walked side by side, looking around with a tiny hint of apprehension in the back of their eyes, their friends right behind them.

“We’re taking them to base.” Harriet told someone without stopping in her tracks.

“Wait, so, how did you guys get here?” Aris wondered.

“The Right Arm got us out.”

“Wait, wait.” Thomas spoke, accelerating his pace enough to approach Harriet. She caught his attention by talking about the Right Arm. Grace had thought they might have found them after everything they had gone through, but she couldn't be sure, until she said this. Harriet stopped by a car, her hand on the handle and turned toward Thomas. “The Right Arm? Do you know where they are?”

“Hop in.” She gestured with her head for them to get in the car as she opened the door, giving them a slight smile. Thomas remained silent for a second, glancing at the car and he kind of looked at his sister next to him before finally taking the lead and getting in the car. They couldn’t all fit in just this one car, so Grace and Teresa went with Thomas, a soldier behind the wheel and Harriet in the passenger seat, and the others were lead to a second vehicule. Grace let her gaze linger outside when she saw Sonya walk past the window. The latter glanced at her with sweetness in her eyes as she disappeared into another car with Newt, Minho, Aris and Siggy. They drove through desert for a while, but they eventually reached a large camp, with dozens of people walking around. The teenagers were looking at this new place with wide eyes. Sonya and Harriet walked them into the camp. “They’ve been planning this for over a year now. This is all for us.”

“You guys are lucky you found us when you did.” Sonya added. “We’re moving out at first light. Where’s Vince?”

“Somewhere over there, I think.” A man said, pointing in the distance. Sonya and Harriet walked in said direction.

“Who’s Vince?” Thomas asked.

“He’s the one who decides if you get to stay.” Harriet spoke, glancing at Sonya with a smirk.

“I thought the Right Arm was supposed to be an army.” Minho jumped in the conversation and when he had barely finished his sentence, the deep voice of a man rose on their right. That was probably this Vince they heard about.

“Yeah, we were. That is all that’s left of us.” He shrugged, showing around him as he walked towards them. He was a middle-aged man, with dark blond hair with a goatee and a mustache. “Lot of good people died getting us this far. Who are they?”

“They’re immunes.” Harriet replied. “Caught ‘em coming up the mountain.”

“Did you check ‘em?”

“I know this guy, Aris. I trust him” She said, pointing at her friend. Vince was very suspicious of the group of newcomers, staring them all down with his hooded eyes.

“Well, I don’t. Check ‘em.”

“Hey, boss…” Another guy approached them and Grace looked over her shoulder, wondering what he was doing. She didn’t have time to think she unexpectedly caught Brenda in her arms when the latter suddenly fell forward with a raspy gasp. Grace stumbled, almost losing her balance as she crouched down, frowning in worry and confusion. Jorge rushed towards her and Grace gently dropped her on the ground, stepping aside, helped up by Thomas. None of them knew what to do while Jorge tried calling out to Brenda, holding her in his arms. She had a sick complexion, and her lips were almost black. Grace wondered how none of them had noticed that before because it couldn't have happened all of a sudden. Vince crouched next to Jorge, a hand on his shoulder.

“What’s going on with her?”

“I don’t know. Brenda, are you all right? Brenda?” While Jorge was focused on her, Grace watched Vince as he stared at the bandage on her leg. She watched him pull it down and reveal a nasty crank bite. The veins on her calf were prominent and dark, like Winston when he had been infected. Now that she thought of him, it seemed so obvious that she had been infected. She looked exactly like he did at his worst. Upon seeing the bite, Vince jumped on his feet, swearing under his breath and he pulled out his gun, alerting everyone around that there was a crank in the camp. Thomas almost ran to Vince, shouting along with Jorge to stop Vince from shooting her.

“Listen, okay?” Thomas talked to him, ignoring his order to step back. Two men grabbed Jorge by the arms and dragged him away from Brenda. “Listen, listen. This just happened, okay? She’s not dangerous yet.”

“You shouldn’t have brought her here!”

“I know. I—” He pursed his lips, kind of looking down for a second.

“We let Cranks in here now, the safe haven doesn’t last a week! Step back!”

I understand, okay? I understand.” He tried to speak to Vince as calmly as possible. “All right, just- just liten. Please. Please, okay? I told her that you could help. Okay?” Vince didn’t lower his gun so Thomas kept talking, trying to convince him to let her go. “There’s got to be something you can do.”

“Yeah, there is.” He said, breathing loudly. A silence hung over them until he loaded his weapon. “I can put her out her misery.”

“No!” Jorge yelled, struggling against the two men holding him. Grace stared at the scene anxiously. Before he pulled the trigger, a woman jogged up to them, raising her voice at him.

“Vince, that’s enough! Let him go. Let him go!” Jorge was finally freed by the two Right Arm members. Grace kind of frowned, slowly stepping closer to Thomas as they both stared at the woman. She had no idea who the latter was.

“She’s infected, Doc. There’s nothing we can do for her.”

“No, but they can.” She was staring back at the two siblings with a smile on her face, like she knew them. Grace stood just a little behind her brother and she looked at him in confusion, as if he would have an answer, but he seemed as lost as her, squinting his eyes as he gaped at her. When their names crossed her lips, Grace slowly turned her head towards her, dumbfounded. “Hello, Thomas, Grace.”

“You know us?” Thomas asked.

“Interesting.” Her smile faded and she nodded, looking down at Brenda as she spoke. Vince stared at the two. They weren’t the only ones confused right now. “It makes sense they’d put you in the maze. Though I must admit…” The doctor went to kneel beside Brenda, holding her wrist. “I was worried they’d kill you after what you did.”

“Wh- What we did?”

She stayed silent for a brief moment, her hand on Brenda’s forehead before looking back at them. “The first time we spoke, you said you couldn’t take it anymore… watching your friends die, one by one. The last time we spoke, you gave me the coordinates of every WICKED compound, trial and lab.”

“They were our source.” Vince said, just realizing something that none of the two siblings even remembered. Thomas and Grace stared at the woman in silence, as if they were holding their breaths, processing what she said. Grace had no idea what he did remember from their time working for WICKED and even though she did vaguely remember something happened, she thought it only involved Thomas and that on her part, for some obscure reason, she had tried to shoot herself in one of the bathrooms of the facility, before Thomas bursted in. She wasn’t even sure if this was something that really happened or if it was actually just some sort of fever dream.

“We couldn’t have pulled all this off without them.” She added softly. Thomas and Grace looked around, shocked and puzzled, and couldn’t hold Vince’s gaze or anyone else’s. They had never felt so lost. The doctor ordered that Brenda be taken into the tent, probably the one that was to be used as the infirmary and bring the teenagers some warm clothes. They might be in a desert, but it wasn't as hot as when they were crossing the dunes a few days ago. Thomas and Grace looked ahead of them, where Teresa was standing and she had a stern face, as if something tragic had happened. She looked away. Grace frowned, wondering if she was upset because the doc just said how they had betrayed WICKED before being sent into the maze. It was just like when she tried telling them they should go back to the facility they had just escaped from. Grace stared at Teresa, feeling something was off with her. “Thomas, Grace, come on. I need to get some blood from you.”

She led them to the tent while some other guys carried Brenda to a bed. Her chest was heaving rapidly as she only took short breaths. The woman put thin tubes in the crook of their elbows, just like they did at the WICKED facility. Grace wondered why their blood seemed so much more valuable than anyone else’s. She also thought that now, she would have bruises on both her arms. Thomas didn’t have any bruises anymore unlike his sister, which led her to believe they didn’t take as much blood from him as they did from her. She couldn’t help but wonder why. It was strange. About a dozen of vials of blood had been taken from her alone and this was still something that troubled her. They were sat by Brenda’s bed, Jorge on the other side, his hand on the girl’s forehead.

“In the beginning, we were lost.” The doctor was walking around the tent, grabbing a few things here and there while blood was being drawn from the two teenagers. “All we knew for sure… was that the younger you were, the stronger your chances.”

“You worked for WICKED?” Thomas enquired quietly. She stopped what she was doing for a second and nodded.

“Long time ago.” Thomas and Grace glanced at Jorge, who also had worked for WICKED a long time ago. They turned their heads back to her when she continued to talk, busying herselfs with various vials and liquids, including their blood. “You know, at first, we had the best intentions. Find a cure, save the world. It was clear you kids were the key, because you were immune. But why? Eventually, we found an answer. An enzyme produced by the brains of the immune. Once separated from the bloodstream… It can serve as a powerful agent to slow the spread of the virus.”

“So, you found a cure?” Thomas and Grace glanced at each other. She remained silent, letting her brother speak because she had no idea what to say and wasn’t sure if it would be relevant to talk about how much blood WICKED took from her, without telling her why.

“Not exactly.” She shook her head, dashing their thin hopes with these two words. “The enzyme can’t be manufactured, only harvested from the immune. The young.” Grace stared into space, listening. “Of course, that didn’t stop WICKED. If they had their way… they’d sacrifice an entire generation. All for this. A gift of biology. Of evolution. But not meant for all of us.” She sat next to Jorge and carefully pricked Brenda with the syringe. As the liquid ran through her veins, she let out a long sigh and her breathing calmed down. Just a few seconds after the injection, she already seemed more peaceful. Thomas and Grace watched her face relax.

“How long will that give her?” He asked.

“It’s different for everyone. A few months maybe. But that’s the catch, isn’t it? She’ll always need more.” She stood up, leading Jorge outside to let them all rest. Jorge parted his lips to say something but the doctor spoke, assuring him Brenda would be fine and he reluctantly left the tent. The doctor put her gloves in a bin. “Thomas? You know she can’t come with us, right?” And on these words, as she didn’t receive any answer from him, she left. She was a really nice person. Grace looked down at the little dressing on her left arm and the fading bruises on her right. Now that they were alone, she wanted to express her thoughts.

“Thomas…” At the mention of her name, he turned his head towards her. “what if some of us were like, more immune? That this enzyme produced by our brains was more… I don’t know, effective in some? And therefore, more interesting for WICKED… it would explain why they wanted so much blood from me. From us.” Despair quickly tainted her voice. “If what's in our blood has so much worth to them, they wouldn't hesitate to sacrifice us. We saw what they did to the others.”

“They won’t get to us, okay? We’re safe here, with the Right Arm... I won’t let them take any of us. I won’t let them take you.” She looked up at him and he drew her into a tight hug. They eventually broke their embrace after holding each other for a minute and stood up, putting on their jackets before heading out. Grace took a step towards the entrance of the tent, and turned around when she didn’t hear her brother follow her. She watched him grab something next to Brenda, on the bed and approached. First thinking it might be some old lighter, it actually had a picture inside of it. Brenda’s voice caught their attention. They hadn’t realized she had woken up.

“He was my brother.”

“Hey. Sorry.” He gave it back to her, sitting down. Grace followed his lead and sat beside him. “Are you okay? How are you feeling?”

“You remind me of him.” She said to Thomas, staring at the little object. “He always saw the best in people.”

“Where is he now?” Grace asked quietly. Brenda turned on her side, resting her head on her arm and she shook her head.

“I don’t know. When we were kids… we were taken in by one of WICKED’s camps. They gave us a bunch of tests. They didn’t want me. They wanted him, though. They didn’t even let me say goodbye.” As she spoke, Grace was reminded of that faint memory of their mother cuddling them before they were taken away by WICKED. They barely had time to say goodbye to her and didn’t even remember her name.

“What was his name?” Thomas asked.

“George.” She replied with a smile. He pulled out the little figurine made by Chuck and showed it to Brenda.

“That was Chuck.”

“How did he die?” She asked softly after observing the statuette. There was a brief silence.

“Saving my life.” Grace looked down at her feet, fidgeting with her fingers. She lifted her head up when she felt him put a hand on her shoulder as he stood up. She got up in turn while he told Brenda to get some rest. Staring at the dry desert floor, Grace exited the tent after Thomas. She needed to get some fresh air. Jorge was standing right outside the tent. She looked up after almost bumping into her brother when he stopped in his tracks. Both Thomas and Grace rose their eyebrows in surprise when Jorge wrapped his arms around Thomas and then Grace, calling them “brother” and “sister” in Spanish. This wasn’t something they expected from Jorge, but he was very grateful for their help to save Brenda.

“If anything were to happen to her, I--”

“I know, I know.” Thomas patted him on the shoulder. He nodded toward the inside of the tent with his head, encouraging him to go see her now that she was awake.

“I guess I owe you, now.” He told them before entering the tent, sketching a friendly smile. The two siblings glanced at each other and stepped away. As they walked through the camp to go find their friends, Harriet and Sonya were chatting and laughing with their old pal, Aris. They found Minho, Newt and Siggy on top of a small cliff. They sat near them. Teresa was nowhere to be seen.

“I wish Alby could’ve seen all this.” Thomas declared. They all nodded at his statement.

“And Winston.” Siggy added.

“And Chuck.” He looked at the figurine in his hands.

“He’d be proud of you, you know, Tommy.” Newt told him. Siggy shouted at Aris, calling out to him and he waved at them.

“Hey Guys!” Grace looked at Sonya and knew she was looking back at her when she reacted to her waving. Harriet seemingly saw the interaction and turned her head to her friend, nudging her lightly. Grace then looked around and could see that the four boys, at least Minho, Newt and Thomas seemed to have noticed, and were looking at her with an amused smile as she was clearly trying to hide her infatuation for Sonya. They could tell the two girls liked each other already but none of them said anything about it.

“I kinda like that kid.” Siggy said, smiling but he got confused when he saw the amusement on their faces. “Why are y’all laughing?”

“Nothing.” Newt shrugged it off with a smirk and Minho changed the subject of conversation.

“Yeah. I still don’t trust him, though.” The five of them chuckled.

“Hey, where’s Teresa?” Thomas then enquired. It got Grace looking around, seeing she was still no where near them. She would usually stick with them, especially in such foreign environment where she didn't know anyone but she was somewhere on her own. Newt quickly gave them an answer, showing the cliff behind them.

“She went up there.” In the distance, they saw Teresa's silhouette standing out against the sky, the bottom of her coat floating in the breeze. Grace frowned, wondering what was up with her and it reminded her of the moment the doctor recognized them and said outloud how they apparently betrayed WICKED. Back there, Teresa seemed somewhat disappointed and upset but held it together. Thomas stood up and went to join Teresa up on the cliff.

Daylight fading as night drew near, Grace stared into space, overwhelming herself with doubts and questions about Teresa strange behavior. She had never been as close to her as Thomas was so she couldn’t be sure what was going through her head at the moment. Grace sighed silently and gathering her hair over her shoulder with her hand, she lay down looking at the sky, placing her arm under her head. She ended up closing her eyes, letting her mind wander in her memory, reviewing more or less clear memories. She could hear the engines of WICKED aircrafts in the distance, as if they were really there but when she opened her eyes, the noises didn't go away and she stood up, glancing at the boys nearby and they all looked around, soon seeing the lights of said WICKED aircrafts and she widened her eyes. WICKED found them, after all their efforts to escape from the organization, they had been found. She couldn't believe it but... of course, Teresa was behind this. It made no doubt. She wanted them all to go back to WICKED and clearly said it to Thomas and Grace back in the desert, they should have known she would do something like this. The moments that were to follow were perhaps going to be a screaming bloodbath because of her delusion.

They barely had time to stand up. A helicopter launched a missile at the camp. They were thrown backwards by the force of the explosion below and Grace groaned as she fell on a rock. More bombs were dropped on them. Newt was the closest to her and he helped her up. Grace asked where her brother was since he was yet to return but the situation was escalating quickly and none of them knew where he was nor had the time to find out so they ran with Minho and Siggy, not knowing where to go as the camp was surrounded by WICKED soldiers. They were shooting on sight, immobilizing anyone who fled with the electric projectiles fired by their large guns. The four teenagers crouched behind metal barrels, jumping when another explosion sounded. Not far, they saw Vince and Harriet near a truck. He shouted for her to bring more ammunition as he fired relentlessly at the soldiers.

“Vince! Harriet!” Minho called out to them, and they rushed to the two Right Arm members. He talked to them, yelling to be heard. “How can we help?”

“You need to cover us!” Harriet stated.

“Hey! Do you know how to use this thing?” Vince handed his rifle to Minho as the latter nodded while he hurriedly loaded the submachine gun in the back of the pickup. Siggy and Grace helped Harriet, quickly grabbing a couple of smaller guns and Newt was given a sniper. Grace wasn’t exactly the most comfortable holding a gun but she tried to stay calm, only firing when she was sure she wouldn’t hit an ally. A bullet flew out of her weapon and a soldier lost his balance and fell down with a groan. She widened her eyes, staring at the body, taking quick breaths. It wasn’t the first time she saw someone die, but it was the first time she killed. She quickly pulled herself together and continued to cover Vince. Newt, Minho, Harriet and Siggy by her sides, shooting with more ease than her but she was getting the hang of it.

“Vince, hurry up! There’s too many of them.” Newt exclaimed in an alarming tone. Not long after Siggy told them he was out of ammunition, Grace heard her own gun click and she realized she didn't have any bullets left either. Next thing she knew, she heard a clicking sound in the truck and Vince swearing. She had no time to process what was happening and fell to her knees. For a few seconds an intense pain shot through her body which suddenly stiffened and she crashed on the ground, unable to think, speak or move at all, just staring into space, feeling like she was paralyzed and couldn’t take deep breaths. Her lips quivered a bit as she tried to say her brother’s name, but no sound came out of her mouth. She felt someone grabbing her by the armpits and lifting her up but she was like a dead weight, her limbs hanging heavily and could do nothing but blankly watch as the soldiers tied her and her friends up. She kept trying to say her brother’s name, as if it was going to make him appear nearby to save them, but the sound she made was more like a gasp like when you're out of breath after running. By the time she could feel her limbs again, she was completely restrained, on her knees, lined up with the other members of the Right Arm but her and her friends were in the first row of the group of captives. It was the worst possible scenario. All their efforts to escape from WICKED had been ruined because of Teresa.

“How many did we get?” Grace lifted her head up upon hearing Janson’s voice. Strands of hair in her face, she stared at him.

“All of them. Give or take.” A soldier told him.

“Give or take what?”

“Well, they lost a few.” While they spoke, another soldier was passing behind the teenagers, scanning the tracking tags put by WICKED on the back of their neck. Grace frowned as the guard pushed her hair out of the way.

“B-2.” He stated before moving on to the next. Grace wouldn’t take her eyes off of Janson, an angry glower on her face. He looked around.

“Where’s Thomas? Where’s your brother?” He enquired, leaning down to grab her face, almost spitting his question through his gritted teeth. He held her face so hard it was as if he was trying to break her jaw.

“Right here.” When his voice rose in the background, Janson suddenly let go of her, immidietaly turning around to look where the voice was coming from. And there he was. Grace was relieved to see him but at the same time, her concern for him grew. She mumbled his name inaudibly. Soldiers surrounded him and one pushed him bluntly in Janson's direction. He had a smirk on his face.

“Thomas.” He punched him hard in the stomach and ordered a guard to line him up with the others. At the moment of the blow, Grace protested, trying to get up but was pushed back down by a guard. She watched her brother as he was forced to his knees right next to her. He straightened up and exchanged a look of mixed concern and relief with her. She would have taken him in her arms if they weren’t tied up. Janson approached a man nearby. “Okay. Bring her in.”

“Why didn’t you run?” Minho asked Thomas quietly. The latter sighed, shaking his head.

“I’m tired of running.” It was definitely not the only reason, and she was aware of it because she knew him. He came back for his friends and sister. He couldn’t leave them behind and that warmed her heart in this tragic turn of events. A large aircraft flew out of the clouds and over their heads, blinding them with its headlights kicking up dust and sand as it landed, making them squint their eyes. Four guards walked out, the Dr. Paige right behind them.

“Is this all of them?” She walked up to Janson.

“Most of them. It’ll be enough.” He assured.

“Start loading them in.”

“Yes, ma’am. Okay, you heard. Let’s go! Get ‘em on!” On his command, soldiers started picking up people and leading them to the engine, straight up dragging the most reluctant ones. The woman stepped toward the teenagers and waved at a soldier to bring Thomas and Grace. They were forced up and pushed towards her.

“Hello, Thomas. Hello, Grace.” She greeted them with an oddly sweet voice and they just stared at her, dumbfounded to see her alive after they literally saw a recording of her shoot her brains out. Even though, after all the shit WICKED pulled on them, another lie wasn’t so surprising. Accompanied by a soldier, Teresa appeared in their sight. Paige glanced at her. “I’m glad your safe.”

“What the hell?” Minho exclaimed.

“Wait, what’s going on?” Newt was understandably confused.

“She’s with them.” Thomas stated bitterly. Everyone either looked at Thomas, shocked by the news, or stared directly at Teresa. Janson approached.

“Teresa’s always had an evolved appreciation of the greater good. Once we restored her memories, it was only a matter of time.”

“I’m sorry.” She said, looking at her peers. “I had no choice. This is the only way. We have to find a cure.”

“She’s right. This is all a mean to an end.” Paige added. “You used to understand that, Thomas. You too, Grace. No matter what you think of me… I am not a monster. I’m a doctor. I swore an oath to find a cure! No matter the cost.” They all remained silent at her explanation. Teresa sided with WICKED when they didn’t care about any of them. They were just necessary sacrifice for their own survival. “I just need more time.”

“More blood.” The voice of the woman that told Thomas and Grace about their betrayal of WICKED rose behind them.

“Hello, Mary. I hoped we’d meet again. I’m sorry it had to be under these circumstances.”

“I’m sorry about a lot of things too. But not this. At least my conscience is clear.”

“So is mine.” Paige replied quietly. Thomas and Grace jumped at the sharp sound of a bullet being shot. He grabbed his sister by the arm instinctively. Blood soaked Mary’s shirt as she slowly looked down at her stomach and collapsed. Vince shouted her name, struggling against the soldiers and he rushed towards her. Grace followed Thomas’ gaze and saw Janson, holding a gun in the direction of the doctor. Thomas tightened his grip over Grace’s arm, keeping her as close to him as possible and stared at Teresa in shock.

“Come on, Janson. Load them up.” Paige turned around, walking back to the aircraft. Teresa only seemed to realize the gravity of the situation now. “All these people. Get rid of them. Let’s go. Let’s go!”

Moving his hand from holding his arm to resting on her shoulder, she saw him discreetly slip his free hand inside his jacket while a soldier started pushing the two siblings towards the aircraft. He pulled out whatever he was reaching for, and Grace stepped away when he turned around and violently struck the soldier with his elbow, knocking him down. What he held in his hands was actually Jorge’s small bomb and detonator and he erratically shouted to everyone to stand back, catching Janson and Paige’s attention. The soldiers held their guns at Thomas and Janson ran towards them, raising his hands.

“Hold your fire!” For a moment, they yelled back and forth, their voices overlapping, making it hard to understand what they were saying.

“Stand back. Let ‘em go.” Thomas requested, pointing at the aircraft with his hand holding the detonator.

“Thomas, put it down.”

“Let ‘em all go!” He shouted again.

“You know I can’t do that.” Paige joined in, raising her voice.

“Thomas, please stop.” Teresa begged. “I made a deal with them. They promised we’d be safe. All of us.”

“And I’m supposed to trust you now?” His voice quivered slightly. Grace could hear the hurt, even though he wasn’t speaking loudly.

“It’s true. It was her only condition.” Paige assured.

“Shut up!”

“Everything can go back to the way it was. Thomas… do you really want all of them to die?”

“Listen to her, Thomas. Think about what you’re doing.” Janson said, getting annoyed at the teenager’s relentlessness. Grace glanced at Minho, Newt and Siggy and they slowly walked over to Thomas, standing around him.

“We’re with you, Thomas.” Newt declared. Paige and Teresa shook their head, telling him not to do it. But it didn’t matter to them, his friends would stick with him until the end.

“Do it, Thomas.” Minho encouraged. Thomas looked at Dr. Paige.

“We’re not going back there.” He held up the bomb in front of him, his thumb hovering over the button on top. “It’s the only way.”

They all closed their eyes as he was about to detonate the bomb. Paige yelled his name when suddenly, the loud horn of a vehicle sounded nearby. They turned their heads towards the car speeding through the camp, not knowing what was going on. Soldiers tried firing at the vehicle, but it was useless. Whoever was driving drove into a helicopter. The engine fell to the side, its blades spinning rapidly and hitting the ground, suddenly coming loose and breaking into sharp pieces that flew all over the place. Thomas threw himself to the ground to avoid getting hit. Everyone started running in all directions, screaming, shouting at each other. It turned into complete chaos in seconds.

“You good?” He asked his friends and sister, standing nearby.

“Freeze! Drop it, kid!” A soldier ordered Thomas to let go off the bomb but he glanced down at it, detonating it and throwing it at him and his colleagues. He turned around to the others, yelling at them to run and get down. They managed to get away a bit and shielded their faces with their arms when a blinding explotion blew the area up. Grace crawled to the side and stood up, looking around in panick. There were thick clouds of dust that had been kicked up and she didn't know where her brother or even her friends had gone. She heard shots being fired and gruntings but before she could determine where the sounds came from, she saw Vince jump in the back of the pick-up and shoot into the crowd of soldiers with the submachine gun. She ran into her brother, and they found the others, trying to flee from the soldiers who were getting dangerously close to them.

Minho picked up a gun on the ground, yelling at them to go, firing at the soldiers. As Grace was just running past him, Minho ran out of ammunition and got shot at by one of their electric guns. She stepped away, glancing over her shoulder, hearing her brother calling out to his friend. She turned around, about to keep running to join Thomas, Newt and Siggy when suddenly, she felt this sharp pain in her back, her body stiffening up before it was shaken with tremors. Thomas screamed at the top of his lungs, crying out her name but it was too late for them to save Minho and Grace. She tried to crawl away, but her limbs were rigid and it was such strenuous effort for nothing, she sighed and watched her brother try to run to them, yelling their names as they were picked up and dragged away by soldiers. Grace felt a tear roll down her cheek as she tried to call out for her brother but just like the first time they were stunned, no sound would come out of her mouth. She was paralyzed and every effort to move even just her arm or hand was so straining that she found herself staring blankly at her brother and friends in the distance, feeling the heels of her shoes dig lines into the sand as they passed. Thomas was trying to run in their direction, calling out for them, his voice breaking as he screamed his sister's name for the umpteenth time. Jorge grabbed him to stop him from running into the wolf's mouth in a desperate attempt to save them. He pulled him away as they ran but he struggled against him. She knew he must have felt guilty to have to watch two people he cared about being taken away, especially after telling Grace he wouldn't let WICKED take them away, and now this happened.

To Minho, and his sister, nonetheless.

[To be continued…]

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Published (16/01/2023) by Andrea

Taglist: @cathrin2405 @kika64

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bullshit-happiness · 6 years

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I actually may have gotten a job??? Like??? This is crazy?? My first ever job at 19. First shift is on Tuesday and I AM A BALL OF NERVOUS ENERGY ABOUT IT

#ari shouts into the void #bur seriously though #i am so so nervous #i dont wanna fuck up #I WILL NOT FUCK UP......I hope

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wanlidas-archive · 5 years

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i’m adding t100 based j/udy robinson

#she'll still have a l/ost in space verse the universe is just so limited that i don't want to make it her main #im just trying to figure out how it's going to work exactly #it makes too much sense for her to be from the ark #but siblings don't work so i am Strategizing #not one of the 100 though #ok thank #me shouting to the void: ari i finally watched something you have

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boyjadzia · 5 years

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There is literally no difference between the terms “trans and a woman” and “trans woman.” The only people who are trans and women are trans women.

If you were assigned female and you are a woman, you aren’t trans. It doesn’t matter how disconnected you feel from straight white femininity or how conditional your identification with the term is or how little desire you have to conform to gender. Words mean things, and denying that in this case is transmisogynist.

#about ari #i feel like im constantly shouting this into the void

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uni-seahorse-572 · 1 year

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I don’t like the new “0 notes” thing tumblr has going on. like wow was it REALLY NECESSARY to make my cringefail loserposts that much more obvious

#ari shouts into the void #fun fact when I made this post I tried to type it into the search bar ;-;

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tina-snow · 3 years

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tumblr tag game

tagged by @cindysmoon ty brina ily <3

questions/answers below the cut

1. Why did you choose your url? i love lil nas x what can i say

2. Any side blogs? yup @ari-lennox my personal poc sideblog plus @randall-park (poc source blog) and @creatorsofcolornet (network for poc! join us xoxo)

3. How long have you been on tumblr? i first joined back in 2012 but i left around 2015/2016 and then came back december 2020 god knows why

4. Do you have a queue tag? #q i’m too lazy to type more out lmao

5. Why did you start your blog in the first place? one of my friends convinced me to make an acct now i’m stuck here ig, i came back last year cause of the palomino and i wanted to try creating stuff

6. Why did you choose your icon/pfp? i’m the irl america chavez .

7. Why did you choose your header? i was making a set of monica rambeau and i rlly like the coloring so i made it into a header too <3

8. What’s your post with the most notes? i made a texas resources masterpost back in february when the weather crisis happened but as far as like edits it’s this lil nas x set

9. How many mutuals do you have? lil over 200

10. How many followers do you have? none it’s just me here shouting into the void

11. How many people do you follow? 400 rn but i just made this post abt looking for more blogs to follow!

12. Have you ever made a shit post? that’s my whole blog wym

13. How often do you use tumblr a day? not that much lately bc i’m taking a summer class rn, i mostly come on here to check my tag and queue stuff whoops

14. Did you ever have a fight/argument with another blog? yeah i directly called out tori @lizzo for being racist lmfao. she still digging her own grave i’ve been told, hope she deactivates soon (:

15. How do you feel about the ‘you need to reblog this’ posts? depends what the content of the post is i guess

16. Do you like tag games? yeah they’re fun! i keep forgetting abt them but i do like doing them <3 so tag me besties

17. Do you like ask games? yesss i love them send me asks <3

18. Which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous? tumblr... famous...

19. Do you have a crush on a mutual? yes all

idk who all’s been tagged already but tagging:

@anakinpadme @sashafierce @genyasafins @marcspctor @pietro-maximoff @bouchards @sith-maul @kazbrakkar @milcsmorales @benoitblanc @rockyblue @jackarthurdavenport @laufeysons-lokis @darksber @e-zra @anakinskyiwalker

#s.txt #tag games #about me

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parkersbliss · 4 years

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Who | Newt

Pairing: Newt X Female!Reader

Warnings: angst... no- no words? Minho being stupid and me roasting Thomas

wc; 4.4K

Synopsis: Ever since you woke up Newt can’t help but feel like you’re a different person, it seems he’s not the only one.

a/n: will probably make a part two if anyone wants it

Prompt list | Masterlist | Taglist

Based on: Who by Lauv ft. BTS and the scorch trials

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Outlines of new eyes and visions of you

Girl, I think I need a minute

To figure out what is, what isn’t

It was all very sudden. One minute you were sleeping on Newt’s shoulder and the next you were being yelled at to get out.

Out of where?

“Move, move, move!” An officer shouted, helping Teresa.

That’s when you remembered, you had escaped the maze.

“C’mon, (Y/N),” Came Minho’s voice, gently shoving you forward. Everything was a blur, having just woken up you could barely make out the yelling and the blinding lights. Minho pushes you toward the edge of the helicopter and a pair of familiar arms wrap around your waist and lift you off and onto the concrete below.

“Are you alright?” Newt asked, moving his hands to rest on your shoulders as you blink wearily, flinching at the gunshots.

“Yeah,” you shake your head, “just a bit of a rude awakening.”

Newt nods, lips pursed, “I’ll say.”

“Thomas we have to go!” Minho shouts, but as usual, Thomas doesn’t listen and he dives back into the helicopter to grab something. Minho curses under his breath and grabs the boy's shirt, practically throwing him out the helicopter after, “Let’s go!”

Thomas and Minho get pushed into you as multiple guards surround you and direct you into the base. The door slams shut behind you and your group stares in awe at the huge place. The same question hung in the air as you all looked at each other, what is this place? A man steps forward, introducing himself and leading you through the garage, giving a brief explanation of the place.

“But we do have a place for you,” Janson said, grabbing your attention as you focus on the back of his head, “a refuge of sorts, outside the scorch. Where WCKD will never find you again,” He turns around to face you, “how does that sound?”

You and Newt share the same skeptical look. It seemed almost too good to be true. Was this truly the end?

“Why are you helping us?” Minho asked, taking the words right out of your mouth.

Janson doesn’t turn around, “Let’s just say the world out there is in a rather precarious situation, we’re all hanging on by a very thin thread. The fact that you kids can survive the flare virus makes you humanity's best chance of continued survival. Unfortunately, it also makes you a target as no doubt by now you’ve noticed.”

Janson stops in front of a door, turning towards you “Beyond this door lies the beginning of your new lives.” He slides a card through, opening it and revealing a long hallway, he turns back, smiling, but it doesn’t reach his eyes, “First things first let’s do something about that smell.”

You’re sat on a bed next to Teresa, legs dangling over the edge as you glance at Newt. He’s sat in a chair, a rather big needle being pointed at him as he gives the medical personal a concerned look. It’s as if he can feel your eyes on him as he turns to look at you, he smiles softly, trying to reassure you, but you can see the look in his eyes. He looks scared, and maybe it’s the huge needle in his arm or the fact that you’re so far from him.

“Teresa, (Y/N)? I’m Dr. Crawford.”

You glance at her, turning back to Newt, and your eyes drift to Thomas, giving Teresa the same look and you start to wonder if this place was all that it seems.

These choices and voices, they're all in my head,

Sometimes you make me feel crazy

Sometimes, I swear I think you hate me like uh

It seemed the world had a thing for rude awakenings for you. However, this time, you’re being shaken and someone is calling your name.

“(Y/N)? Hey? Hello, c’mon wake up love.”

It’s his voice, but who is he? Your eyes slowly blink open as your head pounds, you can hear distant shouting.

“Guys they’re coming!”

As you slowly regain conscience you realize Newt is the one holding you, and his eyes are searching your face for something.

“What’s happening?” You asked.

A loud crash grabs your attention and you watch the boys flip a table over and shove it against the door, forming some kind of barricade for the time being. Newt helps you off the bed and you wobble against him, before securing your footing and reassuring him you’ll be okay, but it doesn’t seem to convince as he keeps a tight grip on your hand.

“Everyone get behind me!” Minho shouts, forcing you all back.

“I know I’ve been asleep for a while, but I’m pretty sure Minho didn’t know how to use a gun last week,” you said.

Newt shrugs, “Yeah, well, he’s learning now.”

Minho spares a glance back in your direction, before loading the gun, “We gotta get out of here!”

Thomas comes up with another one of his brilliant (and quite dangerous) plans and grabs a stool, bashing at the glass.

“Newt, help me!”

The said boy grabs another stool and both manage to break the glass. Teresa is quick to drop a blanket over the broken window to prevent any injuries. Thomas practically leaps over the area, helping Teresa out as Newt goes next. You climb over after, rejecting his help as you clamber over. The rest follow, and Minho tosses Thomas the gun as he runs toward a door, trying to peer out of it.

“Stay behind me,” Thomas orders as he opens the door and comes to face with someone. He’s quick to respond and shoots him, the man flies back onto the ground as you all stare in shock.

“Well, shit,” You breathe, looking at Thomas, “that’s one hell of a gun.”

Thomas nods, “C’mon.”

And just like before you’re running again, down hallways, and to what looks to be an exit. As per usual, Thomas and Minho lead. Thomas grabs a key card from his pocket, swiping it through only to be met with soft beeps of denial.

“No, no, no,” He murmurs. Alarms are going off above your head and you’re not oblivious to the hopeless looks on everyone's faces as Janson turns the corner.

“Open this door, Janson!” Thomas shouts, aiming the gun at him. Janson holds his hands up as Minho picks up the key card and tries again.

“You really don’t want me too-”

“Open the damn door!”

“Listen to me!” Janson commands, “The maze is one thing but you kids wouldn’t last a day out in the scorch. If the element don’t kill you, the cranks will.”

Thomas continues to hold fire, but the look on his face says anything but.

“Thomas, you have to believe me, I only want what’s best for you.”

You scoff at that, rolling your eyes, “Yeah, we’ll see about that.”

“Oh yeah? Thomas counters, “Let me guess, WCKD is good.”

Janson smirks, “You're not getting through that door, Thomas.”

As if to prove a point, the door dings, a green light radiating from it as it states ‘access granted’

The door slowly opens and there stands a boy you’ve never met, with Winston, “Hey guys.”

The group of you rushes out, waiting for Thomas, who being Thomas, fires angrily at the guards before throwing the whole gun away.

You lean over to Newt, eyebrows furrowed, “Does he know how to use a gun?”

Newt frowns, “I don’t think so.”

The door begins to close and panic fills you as Thomas runs, but it doesn’t look fast enough. Everyone begins cheering, hoping the runner will make it, but time is running out and the door is closing. Against all odds, Thomas slides through and the boy who you’ve learned to now be Aris smashes the panel as Janson bangs at the glass. In response, Thomas only gives him the middle finger as you laugh.

Newt shoots you a small glance, but you don’t notice. He’s not sure why, and maybe it’s just his brain playing tricks on him, but it almost feels as if something’s off about you. Had WCKD done something to you?

Ever since you woke up he had noticed you weren’t as close to him. Maybe it sounded ridiculous, but it started with when you woke up. He knew you like the back of his hand, and when you first opened your eyes and saw him, there was nothing in them. No love, recognition, warmth, happiness, nothing.

They were just void.

Then there was when you had rejected the hand he gave you when you went through the window - and maybe he’s just paranoid, but you’ve never rejected his help. Even when you were holding onto his hand, it just wasn’t as tight anymore. It’s probably just him, but Newt couldn’t help but feel like ever since you woke you were someone else, but who?

Even now as you climb up the dunes, you were far ahead of him, next to Teresa talking in a hushed voice.

Newt sighs, who were you?

I need a walk, I need a walk, I need to get out of here

'Cause I need to know: Who are you?

'Cause you're not the girl I fell in love with, baby

As the days passed, Newt felt like you were growing more distant. It felt like he didn’t even know you anymore. He could pinpoint the exact moment it happened when you woke up. He knew that much, WCKD had done something to you - you weren’t the same. You weren’t the girl he fell in love with. Newt sighs, running a hand through his hair as he stands up, glancing at the fire in front of him before walking off into the cold night. He just needs to clear his head, reassure himself that it was only him, but he can’t help it. Even now, you were curled up on the desert floor, knees tucked in and completely facing away from everyone. It was like you were closing yourself off from them - distancing yourself.

“You okay?” Thomas asked, startling Newt.

Newt shrugs off Thomas’s hand, nodding, “Yeah, I’m fine.”

“It’s (Y/N), isn’t it?”

Newt purses his lips together, staring off into the dark, “How'd you know?”

“She’s not distancing herself from just you. We’ve all noticed, Newt.”

“I’m not crazy,” He mumbles as Thomas nods.

“She’s changed. WCKD did something to her - to them.”

Newt spins around, “Them?”

“Teresa, I know she’s changed too. It only makes sense,” Thomas replies.

“So what do we do?”

“What can we do?”

Newt tugs at the roots of his hair, trying desperately to find a way out of this. “Is there anything we can do?”

Thomas shrugs, “I don’t know.”

Silence settles over the two boys, both sitting on the hard ground and staring into the night. If you weren’t (Y/N), who were you? Had WCKD altered your personality? Changed you? What could they have possibly done to the girl he loved?

Who are you?

'Cause something has changed, you're not the same, I hate it

Oh, I'm sick of waiting for love, love

Oh, I know that you're not the one, one

“Newt, hey do you see that?” Thomas asked, pointing to what looks to be a building in the distance. Newt nods as Thomas works at waking the rest of the group.

“(Y/N), hey, we gotta go,” Newt murmurs, gently shaking you awake. You blink a few times, registering his face before nodding and letting him help you stand up. A loud rumble echoes through the deserted place, followed by a lighting bolt in the distance.

“We have to go, go now!” Thomas said, grabbing at everyone and pushing them forward. You all began running, feet slamming against the sand, desperately trying to beat the storm. Lighting rains down on you all, getting closer and closer.

“(Y/N), c’mon!” Newt shouts, extending a hand toward you and despite what he thinks, you grab it, letting him pull you forward. Holding hands with Newt use to felt right, like two puzzle pieces connecting for the first time, but it only felt wrong now. So, so wrong, and you couldn’t understand why.

A bolt strikes down, alarmingly close and you can hear it ringing in your ears as Newt tugs you toward him, bumping together as you breathe out a sorry.

The building is closer now and you run a bit faster, pulling Newt with you as you near a door.

A loud cackle startles you as you watch Minho and Thomas go flying. Your group screams their names, but it looks like Thomas can’t hear you and Minho is - he’s smoking.

You can hear Thomas screaming Minho’s name, crawling over to him. Newt leaves your side, pushing you back and ordering you to stay there as he and Aris go to help Thomas pick up Minho. You follow Teresa, racing toward the door and waiting in the dark for the boys as they race against the storm.

“Newt!” You scream, urging them to move faster. Against all odds, they stumble inside and Fry slams the door shut.

“Minho?” Thomas cries, shaking him, “c’mon.”

Your heart drops when the boy doesn’t seem to wake up. Out of instinct, you reach for Newt and let him pull you to his chest, hiding your face into the crook of his neck as your fear the worse.

Then, a sharp intake of breath, “What happened?”

Thomas exhales, “You were struck by lightning.”

Minho smiles, a bit dazed, “Sick.”

You roll your eyes, at his comment, stepping back from Newt and offering him an apologetic smile as he nods.

“Guys, do you smell that?” Teresa asks, walking forward.

There’s the sound of chains clinking together before a scream tears through the building. A flashlight shines on the creature and you realize it’s a crank, it screams again and Newt pushes you behind him as the group realizes they’re surrounded.

“Oh shit.”

“I see you’ve met out guards dogs,” A voice says, and you watch as a woman walks up to you guys, “you look like shit.”

You roll your eyes, smiling a bit in relief, “Thanks.”

Feeling hypnotized by the words that you said, Don't lie to me, just get in my head

When the morning comes, you're still in my bed, But it's so, so cold

“Are you okay?” Newt asked, brown eyes sincere.

“I’m fine,” You replied, glancing at your hands instead of him.

“You’re sure?”

“Newt, I’m fine.”

Said boy sighs, “I know you’re lying.”

That gets your attention and your eye snap up to meet his, “What?”

“I know you’re lying, (Y/N),” He shrugs, leaning back. You open your mouth to further argue, but Newt cuts you off, “I don’t know why. I wish you’d tell me, but I guess everyone has their secrets.”

There’s an almost threatening undertone to his voice, but you knew Newt and brushed it off.

“Yeah, I guess we all do.”

Silence fills the void between you both unless you count Jorge yelling at Marcus. You felt so far from Newt, and the reality was you were and Newt was feeling the strain.

“They did something to you,” Newt said, catching you off guard. “They messed with your mind or… or something!”

“Newt,” You call softly, “They didn’t-”

“Don’t say they didn’t do anything, I know they did. I know you’re lying to me - to us. Just tell me, please.”

You turn away from his pleading eyes, intent on keeping your mouth shut, “Nothing happened.”

“Then why are you so cold to me?”

“I’m no-”

“Yes, you are! You can’t even look me in the eye anymore. I pretend I don’t feel it, but I know that when you hold my hand it isn’t the same. You don’t want to.”

You go silent again, opting to look anywhere but him, you couldn’t. If you looked at him, you’d see the tears, the pain in his eyes and it would make the choice too hard.

“I’m sorry,” You whisper.

“What did they do to you?” He asked, setting a hand on yours, trying to get you to look at him, “Please.”

“I can’t,” You protest, making no move to grab his hand, but also not shrugging him off. “I just can’t.”

Newt clicks his tongue, nodding as he removes his hand from yours, and for some reason, you miss it.

“Of course you can’t.”

“I’m sorry Newt.”

“I’m sorry too.”

“Everyone has their secrets,” You echo back to him, “some secrets just aren’t meant to be revealed.”

Newt shakes his head, “Yeah, I guess not.”

Who are you?

'Cause you're not the girl I fell in love with

The fire did nothing to keep Newt warm. He felt numb, cold all over. It seemed after talking to you, he only pushed you away more. Arriving at the right arm should’ve been a moment where you rejoiced, but Newt hadn’t seen you since they arrived.

“Where’s (Y/N)?” Minho asked, glancing around the camp for you, when he doesn’t see you he turns to Newt who shrugs, “It’s none of my business.”

Fry raises his eyebrows, looking to Thomas and Minho as if to say ‘I think we hit a nerve.’

“Aren’t you guys, like, I don’t know… close?” Thomas stuttered, Minho face-planting next to him.

“I loved her,” Newt answers, looking off in the distance missing the way all three boys jaws fell.

“Did he just say loved?”

“That’s like… past tense.”

“So he doesn’t anymore?”

“Holy shit, he’s in love with Thomas.”

“Minho, shut up!”

Minho raises his hand in surrender, “Okay, so then… he’s in love with Teresa?”

Fry slaps Minho upside the head for that comment as Thomas shoots daggers at the Asian, “How stupid are you?”

“Okay fine! He’s-”

“If you say he’s in love with me, Minho I swear to god I will throw you off this cliff,” Fry threatens as Minho goes silent.

“I’m not in love with anyone else,” Newt said, turning back toward them, “She’s just - she’s not the same person from the Glade.”

“Are you saying she’s been taken over by Aliens?”

Fry sighs deeply, lowering his head into his hands, “Minho I’m seriously going to throw you off this damn cliff.”

Minho huffs, mumbling something under his breath, “Okay. I’m done now. You think WCKD did something to her, don’t you?”

Newt nods, staring at his shoes, “I know they did something to (Y/N).”

“But what?” Thomas questions, leaning forward slightly.

“I don’t know! Maybe she has been taken over by bloody aliens-”

“Ah-ha! I was right!”

“Minho!”

“Sorry,” He coughs, “carry on.”

Newt runs a hand through his hair, “Do you think there’s a way to get her back?”

“We don’t even know what they did,” Thomas said.

“There has to be something,” Newt protests, standing up, “I can’t just - I can’t let it end like this. I can’t let her go without knowing we could’ve done something.”

“Newt,” Fry calls, “Is there maybe a chance she just…” He trails off, hinting at something he doesn’t want to say out loud.

“She what?” Newt snaps.

“She doesn’t love you anymore.”

As soon as he said those words, Fry folding in on himself, mumbling an apology.

Newt shakes his head in denial, “No, why would she - it doesn’t make sense.”

“And her being taken by WICKED and them changing her entire personality does?”

“Yes!” Newt shouts, “It makes a lot more sense. You don’t just fall out of love with someone, you can’t. Look, the moment I woke her up I knew something was wrong.”

Minho stands up, resting a hand on the shoulders of his friend, “Just think about it. We’re not saying she did, but you’re ruling it out because you don’t want to believe.”

Thomas nods, “You know we’re here for you and (Y/N). If something’s wrong, we’ll figure it out.”

Newt nods, shutting his eyes and taking a deep breath, “Thank you.”

“We’ll save her, Newt.”

“I know we will.”

Who are you?

'Cause you’re not the girl I fell in love with, baby

Who are you?

Thomas is forced to his knees next to Minho as the guards yank him in line.

“Why didn’t you run?” Minho whispers, glancing at Thomas from the corner of his eye.

“I’m tired of running,” Thomas said.

A loud rumble echoes through the night as another berg lands. Sand is tossed up from the turbines before they shut off and the door opens. Four guards step out, protecting something - someone.

And that someone was Ava Paige, “Is this all of them?” She turns toward Janson.

“Most of them,” he said, “it’ll be enough.”

“Start loading them in,” She orders.

“Yes, ma’am,” He complies, looking to the guards. “Okay, you heard. Let’s go! Get ‘em on!”

Ava stops in front of the three boys, staring at Thomas, “Hello, Thomas.”

Hurt, betrayal, disbelief flood through Newt when he watches you walk forward with Teresa. The guards weren’t pushing you, in fact, they were protecting you.

“I’m glad you’re safe,” Ava said, nodding at the two of you.

Minho stood up, hurt laced in his voice as he looks at the two of you, “What the hell?”

“Teresa? (Y/N)?” Fry questions.

“Wait, what’s going? (Y/N)?” Newt called out, trying to fight the obvious. He already knew the answer, but he couldn’t bring himself to believe it. What happened to you? What changed the girl who wanted nothing to do with WCKD to siding with them? Most importantly, what happened to the girl he fell in love with? Newt had felt like he’d been stabbed. He should’ve seen the signs, they were right there in front of his face, but he had turned a blind eye and he couldn’t help but feel some of this is his fault.

“They’re with them,” Thomas spat, voice like poison as he glares at the two of you.

“Since when?” Minho scoffed, not even meeting your eyes.

“Oh, Teresa’s always had an evolved appreciation of the greater good,” Janson steps forward, “(Y/N)… not so much, but it seems once we restored Teresa’s memories, it was only a matter of time. (Y/N) was just a bonus here.”

“I’m sorry,” Teresa said, “I had no choice. This is the only way. We have to find a cure.”

“She’s right,” Ava spoke up, “this is all just a means to an end. You used to understand that, Thomas. No matter what you think of me… I am not a monster. I’m a doctor. I swore an oath to find a cure! No matter the cost.” She pauses, “I just need more time.”

“More blood,” Mary said, glaring at Ava.

“Hello, Mary,” Ava replies, ignoring her remark. “I hoped we’d meet again. I’m sorry it had to be under these circumstances.”

“I’m sorry about a lot of things, too, but not this. At least my conscience is clear.”

Ava didn’t even bat an eyelash, “So is mine.”

A gunshot echoes through the night and you flinch. Mary slumps forward, Vince desperately calling her name as he fights off the guard.

“Come on, Janson,” Ava commands, gently grabbing you and Teresa’s arm. “Load them up. Let’s go. All these people. Get rid of them. Let’s go! Let’s go!”

Your eyes gaze down at the ground, trying to fight the feeling of all this being wrong. Was it wrong? You wanted to save lives, but was it worth risking theirs?

“Get back! Everyone, stand back!” Thomas shouts, and you spin around, eyes wide when you see the explosive in his hand and the determined look in his eyes.

“Stand back!”

Janson runs forward, eyes blazing, “Hold your fire!”

“Stand back,” Thomas said, “let them go.”

“Thomas, put it down,” Janson tried, but Thomas shakes his head, “Let them all go!”

“You know I can’t do that!” Ava protests.

“Thomas,” Teresa called, voice soft, “please stop. I made a deal with them. They promised we’d be safe - All of us.”

You don’t say anything, you can’t even look at them. Guilt was eating at you, you were in the wrong, but you couldn’t go back.

“And I’m supposed to trust you now?”

“It’s true!” Ava steps in, “it was her only condition-”

“Shut up!” Thomas screams, stepping back,

“Everything can go back to the way it was. Thomas… do you really want all of them to die?”

You turn away from her, eyes glassy as you realize how badly you screwed up.

“Listen to her, Thomas,” Janson spoke, “think about what you’re doing.”

“We’re with you, Thomas.”

Your heart drops when you hear Newt’s voice among the three, all of them crowding around the bomb

“Please,” You whisper, the first you’d spoken, “Don’t do this.”

“Don’t,” Ava backed you up.

“Do it, Thomas,” Minho said, glaring at you.

“We’re ready,” Fry reassures.

“We’re not going back there.”

“Thomas…”

Thomas raises his hand with the remote, finger hovering over the detonation button, “It’s the only way.”

You screw your eyes shut, turning away and waiting for something, an explosion, but instead, a crash and the sound of a truck come through. Chaos explodes as Jorge crashes into the helicopter. Everyone tries to break free from their restraints as you remain frozen in place, wondering if this was your chance to escape. Thomas blinks a few times, still holding the bomb.

“Freeze!” A guard orders, “Drop it, kid!”

Thomas, being the little shit that he is, ignores him and tosses the bomb forward, falling straight to the ground as it explodes. You think this is your chance to escape, to run away and find Newt and apologize, but Teresa grabs your arms, dragging you with her to the berg, and your hope diminishes, “We have to go, (Y/N).”

You follow her inside, watching the whole ordeal play out. Your eyes scan the crowd for Newt, but you can’t find him. Instead, you see Minho being dragged toward you by two guards. The guards drop him right at your feet, and you glance down, eyes filled with tears that roll down your cheeks.

“I’m sorry,” you whisper only to Minho. “I’m so sorry.”

Cause something has changed, you're not the same, I hate it

Oh, I'm sick of waiting for love, love

Oh, I know that you're not the one, one

— END —

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Haunted Corruption Chapter 8 - Truth of Reformed Part 3: Two Corruptors

(Fade as cut to Astro-Wonder Room where place with astronomy design and astrology supplies while pan to Leo, Emma, and Cal walk and then they looking around.)

Cal: (narrating) Meanwhile... Leo, Emma, and I went to the haunted room of astronomy in Haunted Funhouse called Astro-Wonder Room! I looked a whole room... until... I'd found the something special...

(Cal stopped as looking at something in amazed, then Leo and Emma walk to Cal.)

Emma: Checkered King, did you something to looking at?

Cal: (amazed; quietly) Just looks this.

(Leo and Emma looking as join Cal, then they gasp in amazed. Cut to Wheel of Twelve Zodiac's Signs along Poster of Twelve Zodiac's Names and Dates who one have covered the dates with dust to and old chest on the small desk. Cut back to Leo, Emma, and Cal.)

Cal: I always remembered about me and my friends are remind of this. (While he speaking, Leo looks Poster of Twelve Zodiac's Names and Dates.)

Leo: Yeah, King. How'd you known about them and you as same to Twelve Zodiac?

Cal: (offscreen) I read Natural Science Book Chapter 5: Astronomy! Any pages about Zodiac's personality as my favorite! (Leo wipes the dust as he quietly gasps in realized was Twelve Zodiac's Dates while Cal speaking.) Well, my birthday was November 1st as after Halloween. (Leo looks Scorpio's Dates in puzzlement while he look Emma and Cal.)

Emma: Well, we're known our friends' birthdays! (Cal nods in happily as hums.) Scarecrow was December 26th as after Christmas, Seagazer was July 5th, Bugsy was February 15th as after Valentine's Day, Skygazer was October 15th, Watcher of the Woods was May 2nd as after May Day, Clocktower Kid was August 5th, Lady of the Midnight Sun was November 30th as sometimes have special one as you are opposite of the order day in November as she and your age was same, Checkered King.

Cal: Exactly, Fighter! While I still wouldn't figured out about me and my friends was chosen of Twelve Zodiac... (Leo looks him and Emma, then back looks to Poster of Twelve Zodiac's Names and Dates while barely surprising to it.)

Emma: Let's continues about birthdays. Pensive Pierrot was June 2nd, Madam of the Mansion was March 18th, Sentinel of the City was March 28th, and Invisible Custodian was September 20th...

(Cut to Leo looking Cal and Emma, then looks to Poster of Twelve Zodiac's Names and Dates in surprised shocking.)

Leo: (agitated as surprised shocking) Uh...guys...?

Cal: ...And your birthday was April 2nd as after April Fool's Day we're outside of Wonderworld as you went to your mansion when we're been balanced, and Streetbeat was January 2nd as after New Year!

Leo: Guys!

Emma and Cal: Huh? Yes, Streetbeat?

Leo: Did you realized while I looking the dates as you talking about birthday?

Cal: Yes, why. (Leo points at Poster of Twelve Zodiac's Names and Dates, he and Emma join Leo as look Poster of Twelve Zodiac's Names and Dates.) Something... figured out about... this... (Thinking until his eyes was glowing indigo as gasps in realized.) I have a figured out!

Emma: (shocking) What is it?! Say it, Checkered King!

Cal: (in his head with past thought) Well, my birthday was November 1st as after Halloween.

Emma: (in Cal's head) Scarecrow was December 26th as after Christmas, Seagazer was July 5th, Bugsy was February 15th as after Valentine's Day, Skygazer was October 15th, Watcher of the Woods was May 2nd as after May Day, Clocktower Kid was August 5th, Lady of the Midnight Sun was November 30th as sometimes have special one as you are opposite of the order day in November as she and your age was same, Checkered King. (Cal looks up to down at Poster of Twelve Zodiac's Names and Dates in realized shocking while the voices of past in his thought was speaking.) Pensive Pierrot was June 2nd, Madam of the Mansion was March 18th, Sentinel of the City was March 28th, and Invisible Custodian was September 20th... (Cal stopped glowing of his eyes in realized.)

Cal: (in speaking out) I got finally me and my friends was reminded of Twelve Zodiac! Scarecrow was Capricorn, Seagazer was Cancer, Bugsy was Aquarius, Skygazer was Libra, Watcher of the Woods was Taurus, Clocktower Kid was Leo, Lady of the Midnight Sun was Sagittarius, Pensive Pierrot was Gemini, Madam of the Mansion was Pisces, Sentinel of the City was Aries, Invisible Custodian was Virgo, and I am Scorpio!

Leo: That's what I'm trying tell you, Checkered King.

Emma: Then let's go as find them!

(Leo, Emma, and Cal running away of Astro-Wonder Room as on the hallway.)

Cal: I wonder them to happen then?

(Cut to pitched black screen, then fade to dark violet background with floating items likes 11 Inhabitants' memories called was Void of Consciousness, pan to Inhabitants who have normal form without Vision Goggles and Voice Collar while they whispering in normal voices as walks on the black path while they looking in horrible.)

Jose: We're need finding to get out of our consciousness...

Fiona: I knows get out of our consciousness was... wake up.

Yuri: Yes, Fiona.

Haoyu: We're just walking around in our consciousness together with our items floating on the sky like our memories.

Sana: Oh, my brother Cal was continued to find us.

Cass: Yet, he still heartbreak about his horrible past.

Iben: But he still have a friends as never alone.

Attilio: Like us.

Lucy: Leo and Emma joined him as they helping him to find us.

Eis: Like... A true happiness... Our deepest destiny...

Bruce: We're told Nega Bosses about common but one missing of part. Costume Leaders gave us... Our Combined Costume Keys... (He and 10 Inhabitants hear muttered arguement of Nega Bosses.) You guys hear that?

Attilio: It was Nega Bosses! (He looks big dark violet doors as he points at.) They're inside the room!

(11 Inhabitants runs inside the room was Master Negative Lobby where Nega Bosses looking Lance in scared as Lance angrily as he along Two Unknown Nega Bosses who covered the coat as hood. Cut to 11 Inhabitants walks slowly and then hide the behind of box as they peek and listen to Lance and Nega Bosses. Cut to Nega Bosses looks at Lance and Two Unknown Nega Bosses in worried.)

Lance: (angrily) ...You guys are completely failure as you're side of your "family"!

Pink Hooded Nega Boss: (in female voice) But dad, they're all removed negavity moralities by Inhabitants with say about a true happiness from last years!

Blue Hooded Nega Boss: (in male voice) She's right, dad! Inhabitants did to them! (Points at Nega Bosses who started shocked surprising.)

Fortstopher IV: (calmly) To be honest... (Panicking) They're did to us! (Fortie VI pops out of his chest.)

Fortie VI: (nods) Uh-huh! They're did even Cal Suresh to me and Fortstopher IV!

Lance and Two Unknown Nega Bosses: Cal Suresh?

Pink Hooded Nega Boss: You means the intellectual and competitive one?

Fortstopher IV and Fortie VI: (nods) Yes.

Fortstopher IV: He was devotional of his feelings as changed of mind as represented of his first name meaning.

Fortie VI: As he always attentiveness as pay attention to his friends with two major personals!

Nega Bosses: He was leader and brains of Inhabitants!

Lance and Two Unknown Nega Bosses: (shocked) He was what?!

(Cut to 10 Inhabitants shocked surprising. Cut back to Lance, Nega Bosses, and Two Unknown Nega Bosses)

Nega Bosses: Yes, he is!

Lance: (frustrated) How'd he become a leader of Inhabitants?!

Nega Bosses: (nervous) Uh...

Lance: (stomps in hard as Nega Bosses shake in scared; irritated) Say it!

Princess Marey: (worried) I thinks his friends to help him as always truth him!

Worville Wright: (nervous) And-and he has a plans while he writing it with ideas as sometimes theory about happen! (Laughs nervously.)

Inkabelle: These two was right about Cal was leader of Inhabitants!

Lance: Then he get destroying by these two. (Points at Two Unknown Nega Bosses.)

(Cut to group grids of everyone as Nega Bosses on left grid, 11 Inhabitants on right grid, Lance and Two Unknown Nega Bosses. 11 Inhabitants and Nega Bosses gasp in terrible.)

11 Inhabitants and Nega Bosses: (shocked shouting) WHAT?!

Lance: (irritated) Hey! Who are you?! And what doing in the lobby?!

(Pans as full scene of 11 Inhabitants covered their mouth with hands in shocked.)

Eis: (scared; quietly) We're SO dead!

(Cut back to Lance, Nega Bosses, and Two Unknown Nega Bosses as Lance looks the box in suspicious and walking to it while 11 Inhabitants and Nega Bosses started feeling scared as Lance uses power as loading as 11 Inhabitants and Nega Bosses close their eyes and take covered from Lance throws negative ball to the box as it destroyed as nothing behind the box as 11 Inhabitants wasn't here.)

Lance: Okay there. That's echo of your voices. (Nega Bosses sigh in relief.) But I'll back here as my children take caring Cal. (Nega Bosses gasp in horror as to Two Unknown Nega Bosses.) Then go to him, my children.

Two Unknown Nega Bosses: (bow in respect) Yes, dad. (Disappeared as turns dark violet magic.)

Lance: (frustrated) You guys being absorbed as you knows... negative moralities! (Nega Bosses feeling scared.) They're destroy Cal and his friends for good! (Evil laughing.)

Nega Bosses: (worried) Don't do to them, Lance!

Lance: It's too late for now! (Disappeared as turns dark violet magic as fading out of laughs evilly.)

Nega Bosses: (worried) NO! (Started crying as sobs.)

Fortstopher IV: (sobs) Oh! This is all my fault! Just like Sir Suresh!

Fortie VI: (crying) Me too!

Bruce: (offscreen) It's not your fault, Royal Chess. It's our fault.

Nega Bosses: (stopped crying as wipe the tears) Huh?

Hooverton: Master Bruce? You're here?

(Cut to 11 Inhabitants was appeared with invisible power from Bruce who he and his friends holds closer them and then released them while Nega Bosses gasp.)

Barktholomew: (shocked) You're here in the lobby of this whole time?!

Jose: (agitated as his eyes widened) Yes... That's right. (Calmly as his eyes normal.) Then you all guys are finally removed negativity mortalities by our true happiness words from last years...

Fortstopher IV: And now... We're finally a truth of reformed as always be friends!

Eis: Yeah. But we're heard about Cal is gets trouble by those newest two who created by Lance.

The Hydrac: Yes. Those two was... Leo and Emma's Nega Bosses.

11 Inhabitants: (shocked) WHAT?!

Eis: (shocked) They're Leo and Emma's Nega Bosses?!

Iben: (shocked) But... But Leo and Emma never corrupted from last years!

The Grim Creeper: Actually they're corrupted as started one year ago...

Lucy: What are you guys talking about them?

Inkabelle: Explain about them, Fort Boys?

Fortstopher IV: One year ago, Leo and Emma are going to Wonderworld as Balan have a special gifts to them... It was... their own costumes.

11 Inhabitants: Wow...

Fortie VI: One day, Leo and Emma was erased of whole memories by Lance, they feeling worse about bad happened before enter Wonderworld like last years... Then they're got corrupted as turned Nega Bosses!

11 Inhabitants: (gasp in horror) Oh no...!

Fortstopher IV: Leo's Nega Boss named Kylemera and Emma's Nega Boss named Wilmatiger! They're expert masters of Lance's creations!

Fortie VI: Unlike me, brother, and friends. They're composed parts of all costumes of stage set expect Act 3 Costumes, they're powerful as rest of us as they're hits 18 times as 3 times each chapter! (11 Inhabitants more gasp in horror then before.)

Cass: What's happened next?

Fortstopher IV: Balan sends Cal to visit Wonderworld as he needed help him.

11 Inhabitants: (impressive) Woah...

Haoyu: Like everyone always need help to him for their problem.

Fortie VI: Exactly! Cal is went a journey of special location of all chapter stages! Right for special spots of Chapters' Act 3!

11 Inhabitants: (amazed) Wow!

Fortstopher IV: Cal made it to Boss Act of All Chapters' Act 3 as he battle them with Leo and Emma's costumes! As Kylemera battle in Act 3 of Chapter 1, 4, 7, 9, 11, and 12, then Wilmatiger battle in Act 3 of Chapter 2, 3, 5, 6, 8, and 10! (11 Inhabitants gasp in shocked.) Then they're defeated by Cal with Leo and Emma's costumes as Leo and Emma was freed from their corrupted!

11 Inhabitants: (applause as clapping the hands) Wow!

Yuri: That's good story!

Wormsworth: But not finished story yet, Little Butterfly.

Fortie VI: For now, they're got revenge to Cal since they're still haunted to Leo and Emma.

11 Inhabitants: (gasp in horror, then looking each other in worried) Oh no... It was all our fault..

Fortstopher IV: Yes, it is...

Sana: Hey guys, where Cal going to... (She and 10 Inhabitants shocked as heard from anywhere of voice in the lobby.)

Thought Cal: (in echoes) I never trust Leo and Emma about my ways...

Cass: Is that Cal?

Purrla: Well, yeah. But he speaking in his thought of in your consciousness.

Fiona: Then why he never trust about Leo and Emma?

Thought Cal: Because Kylemera and Wilmatiger controlling Leo and Emma...

11 Inhabitants: (shocked) WHAT?!

Sana: (shocked) They're been controlled Leo and Emma?!

Cuckoo: (nods) Exactly! Even Leo and Emma controlling humans when been got infected! (11 Inhabitants gasp in horrible and realized.)

Eis: To reason why, Flint and my teammates are getting us as knocked out by my teammates! They're been controlled!

Anjellica: Which means... they're after Cal and all of you to defeat! (11 Inhabitants gasp in horror as Fortress Brothers/Fortstopher IV and Fortie VI are start fade of disappear.) Fort Boys, you started wake up!

Royal Fortress Brothers: Thank you, all of us! You always be our friends! (Fade out as disappeared with red and dark violet sparkles while 11 Inhabitants and 11 Nega Bosses watch them in bittersweet, then 11 Nega Bosses looking 11 Inhabitants in sadly.)

Barktholomew: I'm so sorry about you as I did, Jo-Jo...

Anjellica: I'm in for this to you, Mermaid...

Wormsworth: I'm in for this to you, Little Butterfly...

Worville Wright: I'm in for this to you, Bro Bro...

Cuckoo: I'm in for this to you, Bird Lady...

Purrla: I'm in for this to you, Little Princess...

The Grim Creeper: I'm in for this to you, Team Mom...

Princess Marey: I'm in for this to you, Atti

Inkabelle: I'm in for this to you, Lady Wong

The Hydrac: I'm in for this to you, Hot Hero...

Hooverton: I'm in for this to you, Master Bruce...

11 Nega Bosses: I'm sorry about you to mocking you as ruining your life in whole time... You are forgive me?

11 Inhabitants: Yes, I forgive you.

11 Nega Bosses: (bittersweet as smiling) Thank you! (Hug to their own Inhabitants who hop on them in bittersweet as forgiveness as released of hug.)

Inkabelle: Inhabitants, bring your Corruption Source. (11 Inhabitants hold up their Corruption Source.)

Lucy: Okay, got it!

Hooverton: Inhabitants, holding still as me and my friends going hold Corruption Sources. (Rise up his plug hand; To 10 Nega Bosses.) You guys ready? (10 Nega Bosses nod and rise their hand even The Hydrac rises up with right head, to Inhabitants.) Ready, Inhabitants?

11 Inhabitants: (nod in determined) Ready!

Barktholomew: On three! One... Two... Three!

(11 Nega Bosses hold 11 Inhabitants' Corruption Sources along 11 Inhabitants as they glowing mix of 11 Nega Bosses' main colors as Corruption Sources into something darker with Nega Bosses' theme color as Jose's Survival Corn into Dirty Corn, Fiona's Picture into Dark Picture, Yuri's Dome of Bug Case with Bugs into Cobweb Dome of Bug Case with Cocoon Bugs, Haoyu's Paper Airplane into Broken Paper Airplane, Sana's Birdhouse into Broken Birdhouse, Cass' Paula's Daisy into Dead Daisy, Iben's Wedding Ring into Frozen Wedding Ring, Attilio's Clown Mask into Two-Faced Clown Mask, Lucy's Black-and-White Painting of Distorted Herself into Colored Painting of Distorted Herself, Eis' Firefighter Hat into Motor Heat Firefighter Hat, and Bruce's Cleaning Cane into Rusty Cleaning Cane. They float and then flashes of light explode as screen pitched white as fades into screen pitched black. Screen shown like someone's view was open as kind of blurred, then focus to normal view was the blue room as with plants even fruits, vegetables, flowers, trees, and grass, chess pieces, and painting called Stronger of Destiny Room. Cut to Jose, Sana, and Lucy wake up with Nega Bosses' eyes and stand up as no longer wearing Vision Goggles and Voice Collars.)

Jose: (in semi-corrupted voice) What this in place? (Covered mouth with left hand as right hand touches his neck and face as his Vision Goggles and Voice Collar wasn't here; shocked.) Ah! Vision Goggles and Voice Collar! They're gone!

Sana and Lucy: (in semi-corrupted voices) What?! (Covered mouth with left hand as right hand touches their neck and face as their Vision Goggles and Voice Collar wasn't here; shocked.) They're gone!

(Jose, Sana, and Lucy looks each in shocked and then screams, then pans up to Leo, Emma, and Cal running on Abandoned Music Room until Cal hears echo screaming of Jose, Sana, and Lucy as he stopped of run and turns around away from Leo and Emma who stopped run and look Cal, then Two Unknown Nega Bosses in same size of Leo and Emma as they walk to them from dark doorway as Leo and Emma turn around Two Unknown Nega Bosses. Cut to Cal started worried.)

Cal: (scared as runs to any musical instruments each name call) Oh no! Scarecrow! Watcher of the Woods! Madam of the Mansion!

Leo and Emma: (in semi-corrupted voice; offscreen as calmly) Hey, Checkered King...!

(Cal shocked as his eyes widened as he turns slowly with closed his eyes to Leo and Emma in cautiously as whining in fear until he opens right eye as looks to them, then yells in shocked fear to Leo and Emma who smiling with closed their eyes as dazes their powers around as covered them as the energy wave pushes as Cal shielding and then looking in shocking horror to them as revealed was their semi-corrupted forms as Leo for Semi-Corrupted Form of Kylemera and Emma for Semi-Corrupted Form of Wilmatiger as open their eyes with smiling to Cal who screaming in horror.)

Cal: Oh no!

(Cut to Leo and Emma as Two Unknown Nega Bosses walks to them as removed the coats as revealed was Kylemera and Wilmatiger in their human forms as look alike of Leo and Emma. Cut to Cal gasps in shocked.)

Cal: No! It's can't be!

Kylemera: That's right, Checkered King!

Wilmatiger: We're revived as thank for Streetbeat's argument and Fighter's worried with Lance's dark magic.

Kylemera and Wilmatiger: Then we're getting revenge on you, Checkered King! (Laugh evilly, to Leo and Emma.) Streetbeat, Fighter! Get him!

(Leo and Emma run to Cal who yelling until he runs with Super Speed as same power of Speedy Cheetah as missed him as everyone else shocked to Cal's Super Speed.)

Leo, Emma, Kylemera, and Wilmatiger: (along Cal's says; shocked) What?! He's got a Speedy Cheetah's power?!

Cal: (along Leo, Emma, Kylemera, and Wilmatiger' say; shocked) What?! I've got a Speedy Cheetah's power?!

Kylemera and Wilmatiger: Catch him!

(Leo and Emma continue run to Cal but he runs with Super Speed as Leo and Emma misses him until he jumps and falls into hole from music notes floor as Leo, Emma, Kylemera, and Wilmatiger look to Cal who smiling and waves to them in mocking while on the slide.)

Cal: (happily mocking) Hey, Troublemarking Duo! Your puppet siblings chase me to I'm falls and onto the slide as find my friends! (Blows raspberry to Kylemera and Wilmatiger who growls angrily to him.) Thank you very much, Troublemarking Duo! (Laughs sneering as fade out while sliding down.)

(Cut to Leo, Emma, Kylemera, and Wilmatiger as Kylemera and Wilmatiger growls angrily.)

Kylemera: (angrily) Oh, I hates Cal's mocking with egotistical!

Wilmatiger: (angrily) Me too!

Leo: As your plans getting bad idea for him, guys!

Emma: Be patience, guys! Rewrite about plans as we're care you from Lance who thinking you tricked him.

Wilmatiger: I knows, sis! But we're finding Inhabitants from infected humans, Negatis, and then Lance!

Kylemera: Then let's go before Lance was here to us! (He, Leo, Emma, and Wilmatiger runs away of Abandoned Music Room while Balan watching in happily.)

Balan: Good luck, my children...

(Pans down to Jose, Sana, and Lucy who back to their semi-corrupted forms as walking on Stronger of Destiny Room, then they heard Cal's yelling in happily.)

Jose: You guys heard that?

Sana: Where?

(Wooden Door with Chess Designs was comes and busts out with dust as Cal muttered coughing while Jose, Sana, and Lucy looking shocked to the door as Cal opens and come out the door with dust as he coughs and waves from dust. Then he, Jose, Sana, and Lucy looking each other for moment and then they're cheering and group hug.)

Jose: Checkered King! You're here!

Sana: You're okay!

Lucy: We're so worried about you! (She, Jose, Sana, and Cal get off of group hug.)

Cal: What's happened to you, guys?

Jose: Eis' teammates knocked out along your brothers!

Cal: (gasps) Oh no!

Sana: During knocked out as in Void of Consciousness for together in one!

Lucy: Then we're told Nega Bosses for common but one part, like Inkabelle, she has art blocked to her paintings.

Cal: (his eyes widened) Wow...

Jose: There's more! Costume Leaders gave us with our Combined Costume Keys!

Sana: We're heard Lance talking about you as he along Kylemera and Wilmatiger...

Lucy: Then Nega Bosses are finally removed negavite moralities by our true happiness words! As we're forgiven them...

Cal: After my brothers telling story of Kylemera and Wilmatiger as you're knows them.

Jose: Wow, girls. He knows everything with his Past Visions.

Cal: Now, where's my brothers and your siblings, guys?

Fortstopher IV: (offscreen) You means about us, Sir Suresh?

(Jose, Sana, Cal, and Lucy looking in shocked to five silhouette people as two silhouette people walks into light as revealed was Fortstopher IV and Fortie VI in human forms while Jose, Sana, Cal, and Lucy gasp in surprised.)

Cal: Fortstopher and Fortie?

Fortstopher IV: Yes, it's us, My Bishop.

Fortie VI: Hey, Scarecrow, Watcher, and Madam? We have a special for you... (To three silhouette people) Barktholomew, Cuckoo, and Inkabelle, come to your human form as they see you.

(Barktholomew, Cuckoo, and Inkabelle walks into light as revealed as join to Fortstopher IV and Fortie VI was their human forms while Jose, Sana, Cal, and Lucy gasp in more surprised than before.)

Barktholomew, Cuckoo, and Inkabelle: (confused) What? You like our human form?

(Jose, Sana, Cal, and Lucy runs and hugs to own Nega Bosses in happily.)

Fortie VI: Hey, everyone! What's wrong with you?

Cal: Oh! We're worried about you!

Sana: He's right! We're thought you for getting lost you!

Jose: We're really missed you!

Lucy: Me too! But where's our friends, guys?

Barktholomew: We're taken you from infected humans.

Cuckoo: If we're accidentally fell you into one hole as split as into three different ways in one hole!

Inkabelle: Then we're getting out of separated room as together as all of friends here. As Vision Goggles and Voice Collar fall apart while you fell into separated room.

Cal: Then let's go as get out as find our friends! (He, Jose, Sana, Lucy, Barktholomew, Cuckoo, Fortstopher IV, Fortie VI, and Inkabelle runs on Stronger of Destiny Room, he barely glowing indigo of eyes as started worried; quietly.) They're rewrite the plans...

Lucy: What are you says, Checkered King?

Cal: (stopped glowing as his eyes back to green in shocked as realized) That's my Past Visions but barely see it, Madam of the Mansion.

Lucy: Oh, okay then...

(Jose, Sana, Cal, Lucy, Barktholomew, Cuckoo, Fortstopher IV, Fortie VI, and Inkabelle runs on Stronger of Destiny Room. Fade out as pitched black screen.)

To be continued.

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