3rd person

It was the morning now, that meant the doors would open for the day. Some of the gladers slept near the doors, hoping that the boys survived.

The maze let out a loud screech and began to slowly open.

"Guys! Get up." Chuck shouts to the gladers, they look deep into the entrance. Newt walks up to Chuck, little hope left in him as they saw nothing in the corridor just the normal vines and tall walls. Newt sighs and looks to Chuck.

"Told ya Chuck, they're not coming back." Newt walks away, the rest of the gladers followed him. Zart, the keeper of the track-hoes takes one last glance in the corridor, expecting nothing but this time three figures come into sight. Thomas and Minho had their Alby in between them, holding him up by their arms wrapped round his shoulders.

"No way!" Zart says loudly in shock, catching the attention of the gladers, they ran up the doors again, mouths slightly open also in shock since no one has survived the night before.

"Yeah!" Chuck laughs loudly, happy that the two boys are back safe and not in a grievers stomach (lol Ben be like 💀😑)

"I got him, I got him." Clint and Jeff took Alby from the boys, laying him down on the ground, beginning to check the unconscious boy for injuries.

"What happened out there?"
"How did you get out?" Boys frantically ask questions.

"You saw a griever?" Chuck curiously asks Thomas.

Thomas and Minho look up at the younger boy.

"Yeah I saw one." Thomas answers. Minho look to Thomas then back to the other gladers.

"He didn't just see one." Minho pauses
"He killed it."

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A gathering was held in a large room in the corner of the glade, All the keepers and leader except Alby stood up while the rest of the gladers sat down, waiting for the meeting to begin.

"Things are changing." Gally started, folding his arms. "There's no denying that. First Ben gets stung in broad daylight then Alby and now our greenie here, has taken it upon himself to go into the maze. Which is a clear violation of our rules here." Gally points at Thomas while he talks, looking round the room at the gladers.

"Yeah, but he did save albys life." Frypan interrupts, leaning his arm on a pole next to Newt.

"Did he?" Some of the gladers groaned quietly, leaning their head back slightly, annoyed at Gally.

"For three years, we have coexisted with these things, and now, you've killed one of 'em. Who knows what this means for us." Gally sighs and leans against another pole.

"What do you suggest we do?" Newt spoke.

"He has to be punished." After hearing that, the gladers bursted out whispering and bickering to each other.

Newt shushes them. "Minho, you were there with him. What do you think?" Newt turns to Minho who stood close to Thomas who sat down at the back corner.

Minho lifted his head. "I think, in all the time we've been here, no one has ever killed a griever before." He looks to Thomas. "When I turned tail and ran, this dumb shank stayed behind to help Alby. Look I don't know if he's brave or stupid, whatever it is we need more of it. I say we make him a runner."

The gladers yet again burst out into shouts, Thomas lifts his head at the thought of being a runner.

"Thomas! Thomas! Thomas.." Chuck began to cheer but realised everyone was to busy shouting to join in. ( poor chuckie)

"If you want you throw the newbie a parade, that's fine. Go ahead, but if there is one thing I know about the maze it is that you do not-"

A loud piercing sound interrupts Gally's words, It was the box alarm. Gally and Newt share a glance before they quickly both run out to see what's happening, following them is the gladers.

"Wait, wait I know that sound." Thomas stood next to Minho and Chuck, looking at the box in the distance.

"The box, it's coming back up." Chuck replied.

"It shouldn't be." Minho pushed past the boys and ran to the box.

All the gladers stood round the square box, waiting for it to arrive. Newt and Gally lift the roof up, Newt jumps down into the box a shocked expression covers his face.

"Newt what is it? What do you see?" A glader questions.

"Two greenies, both girls." The gladers stare down at the two unconscious girls, laided out at the bottom of the cage.

"What's that in that girl's hand?"

Newt bends down and reaches out a hand to a piece of paper which was scrunched in one of the girls hands.

"They are the last ones...ever." Newt looks up, confusion on his face.

"What the bloody hell does that mean-" a gasp is heard, the gladers jump back in fright. One of the girls had come out of her sleep, she frantically looks around at the boys with wide blue eyes. Her eyes landing on Thomas.

"Thomas!" She yells, but her sleep takes over, her eyes rolling back until she falls unconscious again.

"You still think I'm overreacting-" another gasp interrupts Gally. The other girl had woken up, her eyes scanning the crowd towering over her until they land on a blonde boy in the cage and back to the other gladers.

"Who the hell are you guys?" The girl questions, no sacredness could be seen on her face.

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Authors notes

Yayyy they are finally hereeeee, also this might be my last one for like a week cause I'm on holiday but I will try and get the next chapter out soon x
Also can't be bothered checking over this as it's quite late so please correct me.