REDEMPTION.
[ chapter ten ]

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OUTSIDE THE WCKD BUILDING was just as crazy as the inside. Sirens blare in the distance, and armoured vehicles fly down the streets in search for the trouble creators. It would only get busier the longer it took for WCKD to find the teenagers, and that's what Eve dreads.

The only weapon she currently has on her body is her knife, as seen as her two guns had ran out of ammunition half way through the journey.

Following her brother, Evelyn skids down against a small wall, pressing her back against the stone as Thomas lands beside her and Newt and Minho hide behind the opposite wall.

Eve can see that Newt is struggling. He's only ran a short distance, and with his dodgy ankle and poor health condition, he's panting and sweating like crazy. m

"Well, they're definitely pissed," Gally mutters, watching as more cars shoot down the street.

As Thomas and Eve throw off their gloves, the dark haired boy says, "How far are the tunnels?"

Gally purses his lips, "Uh, maybe twelve blocks from here."

Another cough rattles Newt's body and Eve clenches her jaw at the sound while shaking her head gently. Beside her, Thomas' hands curls into fists.

"We can make it," Gally says, noticing their discomfort and sending them both a nod.

Eve begins to pull off the soaking wet uniform jacket wrapping around her body. Her chest still pumping up and down from the adrenaline rush as she shrugs the heavy jacket onto the floor, leaving her in her black tank top and the WCKD cargos. Thomas begins to do the same, running a hand through his hair.

Minho shuffles over to them, and Evelyn looks over at Newt. Ignoring Minho's words as she makes her way over to crouch beside the blonde boy, patting his shoulder.

"You hanging in there?" She smiles gently.

He laughs, motioning towards her face with a weak hand, "You're bloody smiling. It's taken my demise to make you sincerely smile."

Her jaw clamps shut and her face falls flat once more at his joke. She shakes her head, "Don't start with that."

Coughing, his eyes float over her shoulder to Minho, who's still chatting with Thomas and Gally, "We got him back," He hums.

"Yeah, we did. So now we have to focus on you," She jabs a gentle finger into his chest, "You're our priority now. So no more 'we have to do this, this and this first'. Because we don't have to do anything else anymore. You're—"

"Eve," He lifts his eyes to meet her gaze, "You've seen what this does to people. What it did to Winston. There's no coming back from this."

She shakes her head defiantly once more, "Shut up. Newt, I promise we are going to save you. Thomas and I aren't going to stop until you're bossing us all around again."

He lays his head back against the stone wall as he chuckles to himself, "Do you remember, in The Glade, when you and Ben held a mini talent show one night, and I ended up bloody re-breaking my ankle again because Alby messed up our dance?"

Eve lowers herself full down onto the floor, smiling gently at the distant memory and the curve on her lips slowly falls flat, "I miss them, all of them."

He hums in agreement, his eyelids still squeezed tightly closed, "Me too."

From a few metres away, as Minho speaks into his ear, Thomas stares across as Evelyn and Newt, his eyes lingering at their slightly saddened faces as they talk quietly to one another.

"We just gotta get to Brenda," Thomas nods, raising up slightly, "She's got the serum," He scurries over to Evelyn and Newt, "Hey, come on. Let's go. Hey, Newt. Come on, bud."

The brunette pair help the blonde stand up slowly and he stumbles slightly but they're both there to catch him before throwing his arms over their shoulders as walking support. Thomas and Evelyn exchange a small glance and they send each other a gentle smile and a simple nod before following after Gally and Minho as quick as possible.

Suddenly, a large rumble rolls through the city, and the group flinch as their heads whip to the side, watching as an explosion wraps around the massive doors of the walls surrounding the city. Everything falls silent for a few moments as the teenagers stare across at the fire lighting the night sky.

Evelyn's lips part slightly as she lets out a shaky breath, finally comprehending what they're doing. This may be their chance to take down WCKD, or they'll be killed in the attempt.

Gally shakes his head gently, his eyes never leaving the explosion, "We're supposed to take down WCKD, not the whole damn city," He mumbles quietly.

Thomas purses his lips, "Gally, come on," He begins to rush away, and Eve is quick to grab Minho and gently transfer Newt onto his shoulders as she goes and stands next to her brother, staring into the distance and watching as guards rush towards the scene.

Eve sucks in a breath, "Gall, I'm so sorry."

Gally had been away from the rest of the gladers for months, and Lawrence's group had become his new home. He'd made many friends and had for a short while managed to almost forget about the events of the Glade. But, here he stood watching as his second home crumbled.

He squeezes his eyes shut for a short moment, before sending her a small nod and turning and following quickly after the others with Evelyn close on his heels.

Gally and Evelyn manage to make their way in front of the three slower boys, and the brother calls quietly, "The tunnels are up ahead," He crouches down behind a wall, motioning for the others to do the same, "Stay low! Stay low!"

Evelyn helps sit Newt down and Minho keeps his arm on the blonde boy's arm so he doesn't slip to the ground in a heap. Then, Eve creeps around the wall, peering around the corner at the large groups of guards running in all sorts of directions and multiple cars skid to a stop.

Thomas appears quietly behind her, his hand resting on her lower back as she looks over her shoulder to look at him, "How we looking?" He asks in a hushed tone.

She raises her brows, "Take a guess."

He sighs, "Like this is going to be extremely difficult," His chest pumps up and down as he looks around her body at the hundreds of guards.

Another car skidding to a stop catches their attention and they watch as another troupe of men jump out of the vehicle with shields and guns raised as they slowly advance up the road, clearly waiting for something.

"Shit!" Both of the brunettes curse before sliding back around the wall to beside their friends.

Evelyn runs a shaky hand through her hair as she leans forward slightly to look at Minho and Gally, "So. . . we're fucked."

"Damn it!" Gally curses, laying his head back against the wall in frustration.

Minho's eyebrows slowly furrow and his gaze drops to the concrete as his mind works furiously, "What are they waiting for?" He mutters.

Another explosion runs through the air, and Thomas grabs Evelyn, hiding her body slightly as they both turn to watch as an empty vehicle is displayed all over the road, and is followed by a massive crowd of screaming individuals, bullets firing rapidly from their guns.

Evelyn shoves her and Thomas back flat against the wall as she watches a war break out between the WCKD guards and the people from the outer city. Hundreds of people drop dead instantly from
both sides but infinitely more cries are heard from Lawrence's group.

Thomas wraps his arm around Eve's waist , pulling her across his body so he's the one closest to the corner of the wall and she's squished beside Newt, "Stay down! Stay down!" He hollers, as a bullet flies past him.

Gally's eyes widen as a WCKD truck is burst into flames metres behind the group, "We gotta go! We gotta go now!"

Evelyn is the first to stand, and at her sudden movement Thomas and Minho rush to stay close to her, scrambling with Newt for a moment before creeping lowly around the battle. 

Eve slams her body into a glass door, sending it flying open and shattering at the impact of it hitting the back wall. She motions quickly for the boys to follow in after as she skids to hide behind a table. Thomas drops beside her, while the others help lean Newt against a wall, shielding him slightly as another bomb explodes.

Eve hits Thomas' chest as she pants, "Brenda."

Thomas nods quickly, fumbling with his waistband for a moment before flicking on his radio, "Brenda?" His voice cracks slightly.

"Thomas, I'm here," She's quick to reply.

Thomas throws his head back, resting it against the edge of the table, "We're not gonna make it."

"Wait, what are you talking about?" Brenda's worry radiates through the machine.

Thomas meets Eve's eyes and she nods, causing him to swallow before saying, "Just take the others. Get everybody out while you still can."

"No."

Evelyn's chin drops to her chest as she smirks slightly, almost knowing that Brenda would've been stubborn.

"Brenda," Thomas grumbles.

"I'm not leaving any of you behind, okay?" She sniffs down the line quietly before her tone hardens again, "Now, put Eve on. She's more likely to get shit done."

Despite the circumstances, Thomas rolls his eyes and holds the radio out to Evelyn, who takes it with a smug smile playing on her lips.

"Hey, Brenda," She croaks slightly, almost having lost her voice, "Look, Thomas is—"

"Don't you dare say that idiot is right," She snaps, "I don't care how much you love him. Eve, you know that I'm not letting any of you die in there."

Evelyn rolls her jaw, letting her tired eyelids flutter closed, "There's nothing you can do, so don't bother trying," She drops the radio from her mouth, re-opening her eyes to hand it back to Thomas, but a quiet crackled call of her name calls her to bring the device to her ear once more.

"Evelyn," Brenda laughs down the radio, "I'm coming to get you. Our ride's here! Just look for us near the tunnels!"

Evelyn's head snaps up to meet Thomas' wide eyes and she lets out a small laugh of disbelief before dropping the radio back into his hands.

"Holy fuck," She mutters.

Thomas grabs the back of her head gently, lowering her forehead to his shoulder as she presses a kiss to the side of her scalp, "We're getting out of here, baby."

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authors note.
not proof read
so excited for later chapters 😋
bare in mind that my favourite thing to write is angst so. . . look forward to it xox