The Twins

"Unfortunately, I have some bad news..." Erica moved her eyes to meet Emily's. Teresa gripped her sister's arm and her grasp became tighter as she pieced together all the information that was given to her.

Emily's code name.

Emily's headaches.

Emily's angered nature.

The Flare.

"No... it can't be... Emily can't..." Teresa hoped in her head.

Erica continued, "Due to variables in this experiment and a genetic error, I regret to inform you girls that Emily..."

"Don't say it!" Teresa clenched her teeth and tears formed in her eyes. Emily sat motionless and realization caused her eyes to become glossy.

Erica ignored Teresa and spoke. "Emily, you are not immune to the Flare."

Teresa reached to grab Erica and her nails scratched the woman's face. "NO! EMILY CAN'T! YOU CAN'T DO THIS! THIS ISN'T POSSIBLE!" Teresa screamed but Erica did nothing to defend herself as blood ran down her slightly wrinkly face. Emily's hands clenched her head and she squeezed her eyes shut. Erica's words echoed in her head.

You are not immune to the Flare.

Suddenly, the guards came in and injected Teresa with a clear liquid. Her strength began to diminish until she slumped over the table, limp and unconscious. The guards lifted her up and carried her away. Emily snapped out of her daze and looked back and forth between her twin and Erica.

"What the shuck did you do to Teresa?! Why did you have to ruin our lives?! You... you bitch!"

"Language, Miss Gabrielle. Miss Agnes just needed to be... calmed down...for her preparation of the next part of the trials. You have to be as well, actually." With a syringe that somehow got in her possession, Erica quickly grabbed Emily by her shoulder and forced her closer to the needle. Emily could see the blood going in and out of the woman's wrinkled lines and dripping onto the white lab coat. She could see the mutilated skin and smell the coppery scent of blood. Emily's eyes were forced to stare into Erica's cold and now uncaring ones as the needle pricked her neck. Her vision started to become hazy and her eyelids felt like weights were pulling them down. A sudden rage and pure hate bubbled within her as she saw Erica staring down at her.

"You shucking motherfuc--"

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The Boys

"I'm going to try to talk to Teresa in her head..." Thomas spoke to the boys. The group nodded and they sat silently on the beds. Shortly after, Thomas stumbled backwards, with his eyes closed, into a bed with two fingers from each hand pressing his temples. Everyone gave each other questioning looks until Thomas opened his eyes and let out and exasperated sigh. He shook his head and then called it a day by flopping onto the bed and napped. The gladers shrugged their shoulders and some did what Thomas had decided to do. Newt sat on the edge of his bed, staring into nothing, with his leg bouncing and his hand to his mouth. Minho plopped beside him and sighed.

"How're you holdin' up, shank?"

"I'm fine." Newt muttered.

Minho rolled his eyes and scoffed. Newt glared at his friend and Minho stared him down to the point where Newt just gave up trying to avoid talking. The Asian boy's lips quirked into an accomplished smirk then rested his elbows on his thighs and his head in his hands. "Alright shank, talk."

Newt rubbed the back of his neck. "I don't know, man. I just... I want Emily back. Everything's just... so crazy without her... Min... I think I lo--"

"HOLD THAT THOUGHT. BRO WHAT'S THAT ON YOUR NECK?" Minho forcefully pulled Newt's hand away from his neck and stared at what was written on it.

Property of WICKED. Group A, Subject A5.
The Glue

"What the..?"

Newt's eyes widened. "What the bloody heck is it?"

"It's... a label or something. It says 'Property of WICKED. Group A, Subject A5. The Glue'."

"Property of WICKED? The Glue? Huh... didn't it say that group and subject outside of Em and Teresa's room?"

Minho hesitantly put his hand on his neck. "Does mine say something?" He turned his back to Newt and the blonde boy read:

Property of WICKED. Group A, Subject A7.
The Leader

Minho turned to face Newt. "The Leader? Whoa man..."

After their discovery they went around to the guys that were awake to see if they had the tattoos, which they did. Spooked out and exhausted, everyone decided to try to relax and sleep.

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The Twins

Emily woke up, drowsy, then she wiped her eyes. Well, she tried. Her wrists were shackled to the bed that she was on and the chains chinked as she tried to break free. From behind her, she heard the swoosh sound of a sliding door then it clicked closed. Emily became stiff and the person who entered the room was revealed. It was a girl with long brown hair and dark eyes. She straightened her lab coat then gave Emily a sympathetic smile.

"Hey, I'm Brenda."

Emily sent the girl an unimpressed look. "What do you want with me?"

Brenda moved her hair to the side and her face showed hurt at Emily's words. "Don't you remember me?"

Emily tried to break from the chains again. "Sorry, but I don't know you."

"Right... I forgot about the Swipe. Uh, anyways, I'm here to... get you prepped."

Emily relaxed her muscles. "I'm done with this. Just...get it over with, will you?"

Emily turned her head away from the girl and let out a sigh. Brenda got the syringe, filled it with a clear viscous liquid, then placed the needle's point on her Emily's neck.

"I'll see you soon..."

Emily was injected and darkness closed over her eyes once again.

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The Boys
Three days later...

"Newt... Newt... NEWT!" Minho shook his blonde friend and yelled in his ear.

The British boy sprang up into a sitting position. "WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DO YOU WANT?" He placed his hands on his stomach and groaned. There was no food to be found in the facility and all they had was water from the bathrooms. It felt like his stomach was gradually shrinking each day.

Minho grinned and held out his hand. "Tada." Inside his palm was an apple.

Incredulous, Newt poked the apple. "This is real?"

Minho nodded. "Yep, it's real food. Eat up, shank." He tossed the blonde boy the apple then pulled out another from his pocket and began munching.

Newt hungrily grabbed the apple and devoured it in a mere minute. He got up and looked around the room. Minho was waking up Thomas, but not as nice as the way he woke up Newt. Minho slapped the brown haired boy's face and Thomas woke up instantly. Newt chuckled and walked towards the door.

"Hey Newt!" Minho called.

Newt turned to face the voice. "Hm?"

"Uh... well...you see... actually, you gotta see for yourself. I'm sorry, man. Here, I'm comin'."

Newt gave Minho a confused look as he walked out the door. Once he entered the common area, he was welcomed with a huge pile of food which included things like fruits, vegetables, and small packages. He looked to Minho again and questioned about what he was looking at. The Asian boy pointed to the dorm across from them. A wooden desk was placed inside the room with a man sitting at it, reading a book. He wore a white suit his legs were propped up on the desk. Yes, it was strange to see this but the most shocking thing was the girl lying unconscious on the floor beside the man. Her brown hair covered her face but he could see the green of her eyes shining from behind it.

It was Emily.

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Author's Note:

Hey guys.

As you might not have known, Dylan O'Brien (Thomas in the Maze Runner movies) was in a serious accident while filming 'The Death Cure' and was hospitalized. Thankfully, the director of the movie, Wes Ball, has confirmed that Dylan was going to be okay. Dylan is a super tough dude and I hope that his recovery goes well!

On a more happier note, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Thanks so much for 500+ reads and 22 followers! It might not be a lot but it's a lot more than I've ever expected to get on wattpad haha.

- Rach(: