"You're gone, gone, gone away
I watched you disappear
All that's left is a ghost of you
Now we're torn, torn, torn apart
There's nothing we can do
Just let me go, we'll meet again soon
Now wait, wait, wait for me, please hang around
I'll see you when I fall asleep"

3 Months Later

The clicking filled Clara's ears as she ran through the maze, the griever gaining on her as she took a sharp turn but immediately stopped when she was met with Newt.

"You wouldn't of believed who said yes at the gathering.  I was one of them.  Best decision I made."  His voice echoed and Clara pushed him out of the way and continued to run.  She didn't get far when Alby stood in front of her.

"When the creators said to sacrifice you.  It was a dream come true.  I couldn't deal with your ass anymore."  Alby laughed as Clara ran past him, his laugh echoing in her ears.

"Wow.  Where are you going?"  Minho's voice echoed as he laughed, his arm blocking her from running.  "You didn't really think you were friends with us, right?  Come on.  A girl?  They're useless."

Clara pushed him aside and ran, the griever still on her tail.  Minho smirked as he watched her run.  "You better run faster than that Clara!" 

The griever hissed as it charged.  She thought she was done with people from her past.  But, no.  It just begun.  George stepped out from around the corner and looked at Clara with his famous smile.

"George."  Clara breathed out.

"Why didn't you help me."  George's smile soon vanished.

"I-I tried. But-"

"You're the Medjack!  You were supposed to help me!  But you did nothing!"  He shouted at her and suddenly his mouth opened as blood spluttered out with his eyes glazing over.

"I'm sorry."  Clara cried out as the Grievers arm latched onto her and dragged her across the maze floors.  She screamed and latched onto ivy as she tried to save herself.  She let out another painful scream before the ivy broke and it dragged her down somewhere.  Her screams echoing the maze.

Clara let out more screams as she shot up from her cot, rubbing her hands all over her body as if she was trying to pry something off. Carter immediately woke up from his cot and jumped up.  He wrapped his arms around her as he pulled her into his chest, trying to calm her down.

Aaron immediately opened up the tent with a pistol in his hand, ready to fire away.  He then lowered it as he looked at the situation in front of him.  This was nothing new to the two.  Clara would once and awhile scream her lungs out.  The maze and the things in it...even the ones in the glade.  It haunted her.

Aaron sighed as he scratched the back of his neck where his necklace hung from his bare chest before putting the safety back on.  "Need anything?"  He asked Carter once Clara calmed down.

"No, we're good.  Thanks Ron."  Carter said quietly as he ran his hand through Clara's hair.  Aaron gave him a short nod before going back to his own tent.

~~~

Clara was putting a rifle together on the weapons table, barley listening to the chatter of the others around her when Aaron honked at her. Clara lifted her head up and looked over at him as he had a stupid grin on his face before doing a few more honks.

"What?!" Clara shouted.

"Hi." He gave her a wave and she simply shook her head at him.

"Let's gooooooo." He told her and Carter was about to get in the passenger seat. That was until Clara quickly ran over and pulled him back which made him gasp from the sudden force.

"Shotgun!" She said and hoped in.

"Oh, come on."  Carter groaned as he got in the back seat just as Aaron sped away.

"So, what's the plan for today?"  Clara asked as the wind blew her hair around.

"We're going to downtown Albuquerque. Just checking if there's anything out of the ordinary." Aaron told them.

"It's Albuquerque. That place is out of the ordinary." Carter raised an eyebrow.

"I know, basically just to see if there's anything for us to worry about." Aaron took a sharp turn as the radio went off.

Come in Coastal, over.

Clara leaned over and grabbed the radio, pulling it towards her as she leaned back in her seat, pushing the button on the side.

"This is Group Coastal, over."

They were silent as they waited for them to say something back. A slight static noise went off before the male voice on the other end spoke up again.

"Group Coastal this is Group Silica. We just got word in that there might be members from Group B walking around downtown Albuquerque. I would hurry there in case WCKD finds them first. Over."

Aaron turned to Clara with wide eyes before slamming on the gas harder. Carter mumbled 'shit' at the man on the radio before holding on as Aaron sped up.

"How much time do you think we have before WCKD gets there? Over." Clara asked as she bit the inside of her lip. They were maybe about five minutes from the place, but with Aaron's driving they could get there in two.

"We're watching WCKD right now. They're not doing much...Brea, what else are they saying?" The man on the end turned to his partner. The woman; Brea shook her head as she held her hand up to the man, telling him to be quiet. She had earphones on her before she slid them down around her neck and told him something.

"You have about a half an hour to find those kids. Over and out."

With that Clara put the radio back in its holder and groaned. "Shuck." She mumbled then pulled her black bandana around her face as Aaron made a stop. Aaron pulled his green bandana up while Carter did his blue.

"Let's find them." Aaron said as he grabbed his rifle from the back while the others grabbed their weapons as well.

"We only have a half an hour. We need to separate to cover more ground. If either of you two see WCKD, keep your heads down. We can't get you two sent back either. Meet back in a half an hour. Let's move out." Aaron instructed before going one way. A few of the citizens looked at them before stepping away, not wanting to get in the way. They knew who The Right Arm was and they knew what they were capable of.

Clara immediately headed over to the life of the party. She means actual party. The music was blasting with chatter inside as she made her way over. "Marcus." Clara spoke as the man stood at the door.

"Oh, Clara! Come to join the party?" He asked as he tried to hand her a drink but she whacked it out of his hand, making it fall on the floor.

"Do I look like I'm here to party?" She raised an eyebrow and Marcus looked at the drink sadly before laughing.

"I mean. You could sure party. You need to loosen up." He laughed once again with another psycho lady next to him.

"I'm not playing these games. Are there any girls about my age that wondered in there? Ones that look like they don't belong here?" She asked and Marcus tapped his chin as if he was thinking.

"You know, I'm not very sure." Marcus shrugged.

Clara immediately pointed her gun at him but another gun was aimed at the back of her head. She slowly put the gun back in its holder before she simply whipped around and grabbed the gun from him, unloading the gage, letting it drop on the ground. She then grabbed a knife from her boot, flipped it and stabbed the man's hand, lodging it in the wood beside him. The man screamed as Clara turned back to Marcus who looked scared for his life.

"I thought we taught you not to underestimate us?" She questioned and Marcus pointed inside.

"I saw two. A blonde girl and some dark girl." He said and Clara quickly went inside, groaning.

"I hate this place." She muttered and walked around. When someone pushed into her she pushed them back way harder. She then stopped when a man stood in front of her.

"Hey pretty lady why don't we-"

He was cut off by her fist meeting his face, sending his drunk ass to the ground. The people around didn't seem to know since they were all high on whatever were in those drinks.

That's when Clara saw them. The two looking scared shitless in a corner, not knowing what to do. It seemed like they were hiding...from WCKD no doubt. Clara pulled her bandana down before she made her way over.

"You're from Group B aren't you?" She asked and the girls looked at her in shock but also frightened.

"You're from WCKD!" The blonde one yelled and Clara immediately shushed them. No one likes that word in these parts.

"I'm not. Quite opposite actually. I was in the maze too. Look, I don't have time to explain. WCKD will be here any minute." She told them seriously and the two girls shared a look from each other which made Clara roll her eyes in annoyance. Then something came over her as she spoke something so familiar yet not next.

"Come with me if you want to live."

Wherever she heard that seemed to work because they followed her back outside where the man that had the knife in his hand was still whimpering. 

"I need this back."  Clara said as she ripped it out of him, making him shout.  Clara cleaned it off before handing it to the darker girl.  "Don't lose this.  I'll need it back."  She told her as the three started to walk back to the car.

"Dammit."  Clara hissed as she immediately stopped in place as she saw a few WCKD guards, grabbing people and asking questions.   Clara placed the bandana back on her face as she turned to the girls.

"Stay low and follow me."  She told them as she turned around and started to walk away.

"Hey! You three!" One of the WCKD guards spoke and Clara cursed under her breath as she tightened her grip on her gun in front of her.

Clara was ready to turn around and shoot when she heard them getting closer, she pulled the safety off and was about to fight when-

"Excuse me?!" Aaron said through his black bandana as he stood a few feet from the car, behind the WCKD guards. The guards turning to him.

"Put the gun down." One instructed as they pointed their weapons at him.

"Gun?" Aaron asked with a raised eyebrow before looking at the pistol in his hands. "Oh, so that's what this thing is." He said as the guards started to make their way towards him.

"We won't ask again. Put it down!"

"I don't even know how this thing works." Aaron carefully put it down before he stepped away and started to walk behind the jeep.

"Hey! Don't move!" The other said.

"Woah! You guys would not believe what I just found!" Aaron said happily as he poked his head up.

The guards started to walk closer as Clara turned around and looked to Aaron who gave her a small nod.

"It's a revolver!" Aaron immediately pointed it and shot, hitting one in the chest. Clara then shot one directly in the back of the head.

"We're getting attacked. Backup now!" The guard that was still alive spoke as Clara kicked him, sending him to the ground as she stood over him.

"It's the Right Arm!" The guard yelled, trying to get through to the others. Carter immediately ran over and shut him up by hitting the back of his weapon in the guys helmet a few times, knocking him out.

"Let's get out of here!" Aaron said as he already started the vehicle, Clara rushing the two girls into the back.

"It's only you two, right?" Carter asked through his blue bandana.

"Yeah!" The darker girl replied.

"Come on!" Clara jumped in the passenger seat while Carter got in the very back, hitting the side of the jeep before Aaron sped off.

**Clara is 17 in this part of the story**

**Little Talks ~ Monsters & Men**