𝙒𝘾𝙆𝘿 𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙪𝙨𝙝

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 of the helicopters echoed through the now—night sky as Blake sprinted beside the boys.

Heart pounding against her chest as she ran, Blake felt her stomach drop as her emeralds widened at the bright orange glow shining from the side of the aircraft above.

Just as she opened her mouth to scream—the light beam wizzed in front of her, causing the girl to let out a scream as the object collided with a tent and exploded.

Orange clouds of fire shook the ground as Minho pulled the girl's arm in a different direction, attempting to dodge the incoming missiles.

"How the fuck did they find us?!" Blake yelled out in between breaths as she followed the boys.

Thomas breathed heavily as he came to a stop, peering over the edge of the cliff as he watches the explosions below.

Screams filled his ears as his heart pounded against his chest with tear filled eyes.

"Min!" Blake shouted as she pulled the boy away from being hit by a stray electric bullet.

Screams and groans echoed into the smoke filled as air the zapping of the guns went off. Flames raged through the entire campsite at Newt yelled which way to go.

"Where's Thomas?!" Fry shouted as he and Minho crouched down behind a barrel. Newt's hand rested on Blake's arm as they peered over the rusted metal.

"Harriet, ammo!" Vince screamed as he raises his gun to take a few shots.

Blake pushed through the group of boys and ignored the screams and hands reaching out to stop the girl as she ran up to Harriet in aid.

"Hurry they're closing in!" Vince yelled again

"Vince! Harriet!" Blake shouted as she skidded to a halt beside the taller girl.

"How can we help?" Blake yelled as she flinched away from the bullets whizzing past.

A sigh a relief left the girl's lips as the boys made it to the truck, all crouching beside the girl as Harriet handed Vince another container of bullets.

"Hey! Do you know how to use this thing?" Vince yelled as he bent down and handed Blake a gun.

Terrified emerald orbs widened into the size of saucers as her small hands clutched onto the cold metal in her hands before looking down and cocking the gun.

Vince sent the girl a nod before Blake breathed in a deep breath, turning around the girl squared her shoulders and aimed at a figure yards away.

Not even taking a split second, Blake squeezed the trigger and fired—hitting the WCKD guard in front of her. The man screamed out in agony as he fell to the ground, blood gushing from him open wound in his torso.

𝘖𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘥. Blake blinked, not believing she had just killed someone.

Just as the girl collected her self—more screams and gunshots rang through her ears, making the girl flinch as she shifted to turn to another guard charging at them. Cocking the gun again, Blake let the empty round fall to the dirt as she reloaded.

Another gunshot rings out from the gun in her hands as she takes down another.

Looking around as Vince continues to yell— Newt, Fry, and Minho all wield their own, shooting at any WCKD guard that tries to stop them.

"Take that you stupid shank!" Blake mutters as she pulls the trigger on yet another guard, feeling the confidence pulsing through her veins as she pushes the fear away.

Panting, Thomas quickly looks around for his friends—growing more worried by the minute as he skids to stop beside the med tent.

"Bl—Brenda" Thomas screams out as he searches through the collapsed tent, flames eating through the material as they spread.

A set of hands grab onto the boy's shoulders—making him flinch and quickly turn around as his eyes land on Brenda who stands before him.

"You dumbass!" Brenda scolds as grabs onto the boy's arm to pull him into a sprint.

Ducking behind a small long barrel, Thomas breathes heavily as his eyes land on Jorge.

"Are you trying to get yourself killed?" Brenda breathes out as she leans against the barrel, trying to catch her breath.

"Take cover!" A man yells as more explosions shake the ground. Screams and gunshots ring through the air as Thomas scans the scene before him.

"We have to go!" Jorge urges as he turns to face Thomas. "Now, while we still have the chance."

Thomas shakes his head as his heart beats rapidly against his chest. "I gotta go find the others." He begins as he pushes himself up but gets pushed back down quickly as Jorge yells "No, no! Look! Look!" The man points as Thomas flinches, crouching back down.

Thomas' heart drops as he follows Jorge's line of sight.

A proud but terrified and worried expression forms on his face as he peers at his friends fighting off the WCKD soldiers.

𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬. He cusses in his head as Jorge shouts at the boy next to him. "You can't help them"

Blake stands her ground in between Newt and Fry—yelling as she cocks her gun again, settling the barrel on her shoulder as she fires again.

Fear and adrenaline pump through her veins as she turns and fires round after round.

"Vince, hurry up!" Newt yells out as he fiddles with the ammo in his hands, trying to reload. "There's too many of them!"

Blake crouches beside Minho as Fry holds his pistol, gesturing to it "I'm out!" The boy yells as he looks to Harriet.

Blake pulls the trigger once more, hitting another target before a blue object flying makes the girl widen her eyes.

"Watch out!" Vince yells as the object thuds beside his feet, ticking faster as it rolls.

"Shit!" Blake screams out as the sudden electricity crackles through her body—sending the girl painfully gasping as she falls to the dirt beneath her.

Blake's hand falls onto her stomach as she rolls onto the ground, wincing and groaning as the electricity surges through her body.

Footsteps make the girl squeeze her eyes shut in aggravation and fear as hands scoop the paralyzed brunette up.

Thomas' heart drops as he watches from afar. "Shit. Shit." The boy cusses as he watches the WCKD soldiers haul his friends away.

𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬. Thomas continues cussing in his head as he glares at the guard carrying his girl away. Panicked breaths escape the boy's lips as his hands and legs shake.

Pushing against the rusted barrel, Thomas turns around and leans his back against it as he stares in front of him—trying to figure out a way to save everyone.

"I'm sorry." Jorge whispers "There's nothing you can do for them. If we don't move now, we won't be much better off."

Thomas shakes his head as he gazes in front of him, heart pounding against his rib cage. "You guys gotta go right now." The boy whispers as he meets his eyes with the two.

"What?" Brenda breathes out in disbelief

"They're not looking for you. You'll be safe, okay. But you have to go now."

"Thomas.." Brenda whispers as she looks to the boy, shaking her head in disapproval.

The boy licks his lips as he shakes his head, tears threatening to fall. "I can't leave without them...I can't leave without her." Thomas whispers as he continues shaking his head.

"Good luck, kid." Jorge responds after another long pause, nodding to the boy.

"Bren, we have to go. Come on." The man says as he pulls on the girl's arm "come on" He whispers again before Brenda hauls herself to her feet.

"Let's go! Go on, go on!" Jorge ushers as they shuffle to run—leaving the boy to shakily turn back around and stare at his hands in shock and fear.