𝘽𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙨

𝘿𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙜𝙪𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚 and explosions echo throughout the night air as Thomas' heavy footsteps pad through the long and dark hallway. His heart races as the tears pool in his eyes with a ache burning in his chest.

Clicking of a gun cocking causes the older woman to quickly turn her head away from the orange glow and thumps from off in the distance. Her eyes widen in fear and shock as Thomas holds the weapon up, aiming it at her chest.

The gun in his hands shakes as the boy's body trembles, feeling his blood boiling inside of him as Ava stands feet away with a sadness in her eyes.

"Is it true?" Thomas' voice cracks as Ava nods her head softly, letting her eyes wonder over the boy as he stands there shaking.

"You and Blake can save us all." Ava whispers, watching as the boy's hand trembles before tossing the gun down onto the tile below with a clanking sound, echoing through the deadly silent hallway.

"Just leave the others alone." Thomas fights back the sob in his throat as Ava steps closer.

"I promise." The woman whispers softly, letting a small smile spread onto her lips as Thomas nods his head.

A loud gunshot rings out, making the boy flinch as Ava stiffens, eyes widening as the boy looks down to see crimson liquid starting to soak her shirt.

A grunt of pain leaves the older woman's lips as she stumbles forward, latching onto Thomas as he lowers her to the ground.

Rage filled whiskey orbs snap behind, to where the woman once stood, instantly feeling the anger making his heart race.

Janson's footsteps pad against the tile, echoing throughout the abandoned building, making Thomas flinch as he takes a slow step back.

Raising the smoking weapon up to the boy's chest, Janson smirks as he cocks his head to the side, watching as Thomas flutters his lashes.

Thomas swallows the thick lump in his throat as the fear creeps in, making his body tense up even more as he glares over the gun aimed at his chest.

Suddenly Janson jumps forward, making the boy flinch and take a step back as something pricks his neck.

Feeling the sharp needle stinging in the side of his neck, Thomas reaches up and pulls the dart out, stumbling as he feels his body starting to grow numb.

Whiskey orbs widen as the boy looks down at the dart laying in his hands. Letting out a small grunt as the stars flood his vision, Thomas falls to the ground, his body tingling with little pricks as his body becomes paralyzed.

Whimpering and gasping as he tries to reach for the gun on the floor next to him, Janson's smirk grows as he kicks the gun away, watching as the boy glares back up at him in pain.

"Oh, Thomas." Janson whispers, cocking his head to the side. "You should've just left your little girlfriend."

The boy's heart sinks as he claws at the cold tile floor beneath him, trying to blink the tears and his blurry vision away as Janson hovers over him with the gun still trained on his chest.

"Stay away from her." Thomas manages to croak out, his eyelids growing unbearably heavy as he finally gives into the darkness.

The small brunette blinks in confusion as another pair of footsteps sound through the hallway, her eyebrows furrow as pure anger grows inside of her chest upon seeing who it is.

"Got him." Janson smirks, glancing between the two distraught teenage girls as Blake pulls on her restraints.

"What did you do to him?" The small brunette screams, face burning red as grunts escape from the thrashing girl.

"I only sedated him." Janson hums, looking between Teresa's wide blue orbs and Blake's rage filled emeralds.

"Get her up and put her in a chair." Janson orders the other girl. "He's stronger."

"How exactly do you expect me to do that, Janson?" Teresa questions in disbelief, switch her gaze between the man dropping the boy onto the cold floor and the small brunette still thrashing.

"Like this." Janson quickly walks over to the small girl and clicks his pistol off the safety, making Blake's body instantly freeze.

Blake gulps, feeling her heart beating rapidly against her ribcage as she peers through the barrel of the gun.

"You think you can scare me?" Blake swallows another lump in her throat, ignoring the voice inside her head screaming at her that she's actually petrified. "You need me, without my blood supply—the world stays infected."

Janson chuckles as another irritating smirk tugs at the corners of his lips. "Oh, Blake...see, that's where you're wrong..." The evil man trails off not willing to share his plans as Blake blinks in confusion.

𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭?

Fear settles into Blake's body as she snaps her eyes over to Teresa, who stands off to the side with a worried gaze. Gasping as a sharp pain pricks her neck, Blake's vision blurs. Quickly snapping her eyes back over to Janson, the man sends her a small smile as he takes the gun away from her head.

Watching in horror as the small brunette's eyelids flutter shut, Teresa's mouth falls open.

Lashes flutter as sounds of glass objects being moved around sound through the air. Explosions continue making loud echos off into the distance as whiskey orbs snap open.

Squinting as Thomas blinks to try and let his eyes adjust, his heart starts to race as a small body sits hunched over, in a chair on the other side of the room.

Shaking his head as his vision clears, Thomas' eyes widen at the small brunette sat unconscious. Whiskey orbs trail over the girl's frame before flickering his eyes over to Teresa as she finishes drawling his blood.

Thomas' eyebrows furrow as Teresa sends the boy a small smile, completely ignoring the older man's presence behind her.

"Do you know what this place is, Thomas?" Janson's voice makes the boy snap his eyes back to the man standing dangerously close beside the small girl. "It's a life boat. And the whole world might be sinking, but that doesn't mean we have to go down with it."

Thomas' eyebrows furrow as he tries to sit up, feeling a tight grip around his stomach, the boy looks down to his torso, finally noticing the restraints. Jerking his body up to try and escape, Thomas let's out a grunt as Janson turns towards Teresa. "How much longer?"

"It's almost done." Teresa answers dryly, avoiding the two pairs of eyes following her.

"Why don't you just kill me?" Thomas' voice cracks as he glares at Janson stepping closer.

"Kill you?" Janson scoffs "No, we don't want to do that.." The man trails off as he glides a single finger to push the long brown locks out of the unconscious girl's face, resulting in Thomas thrashing against the restraints once again—feeling the anger boiling his blood.

"We're gonna take special care of the two of you. We'll keep you alive." Janson whispers, tucking the strand of Blake's dark hair behind her ear. "Just—"

Thomas shoots forward, gritting his teeth as he practices in his mind just how he's going to kill the man in front of him. "Get your filthy fucking hands off of her."

Janson chuckles at Thomas' reaction, knowing he's getting a rise out of the boy. "And in return—" Janson steps away from the girl, moving to stand a foot away from the seething boy.

"You'll give life to the rest of us." Blake hears Janson's irritating voice sound from in-front of her, making the small brunette groan as she lifts her head up to see the man hovering over a fuming Thomas.

"The ones we choose to save, anyway." Janson smirks, cocking his head to the side as Thomas meets his favorite pair of eyes, glaring daggers into the man's back.

After a moment of silence passes, the man turns to the counter beside him as Blake lets out a dramatic sigh.

"God, I love the sound you make when you shut the fuck up." The small brunette keeps her emeralds burning into the back of the man's head, ignoring Thomas' worried gaze burning into the side of her own.

Janson chuckles dryly as he spins around, clicking a device in his hands. "Of course, there not gonna be enough for everyone. Hard choices are gonna have to be made. In time, the glade virus will burn it's self out." The man steps away from the counter, ignoring the small brunette's jab.

"But the only question is, who will be the ones left standing?" Janson continues, ignoring Thomas' thrashing and grunts as he takes the blue liquid filled vile away from Teresa's hand.

"And thanks to you two—" Janson chuckles as he walks in between the two rage filled brunettes. "To this...we finally get to choose." Janson sends the two a smirk as Teresa blinks harshly, keeping her back turned as she listens to the man taunt the other teenagers.

"A future of our own making." Janson finishes as he rolls up his sleeve, making the two brunettes widen their eyes as black veins crawl up the man's forearm.

Blake blinks, connecting her shocked gaze with Thomas'.

Just as Thomas rips his gaze away from the small girl, he watches as Teresa creeps up behind the man.

"To your health" Janson says before leaning down to  insert the needle—only to fall to the ground unconscious as Teresa slams a large glass jar on his head.

"I take it back." Blake cocks her head "I'm not going to kill you."

Teresa breathes heavily as the three stare at the man in shock, the taller girl quickly spins on her heel and grabs a scalpel. Turning back to the small brunette, Blake's eyes widen for a split second before Teresa cuts the two restraints on her wrists.

"Untie your feet." Teresa ushers, voice wavering with nervousness as she spins around to help Thomas.

Blake quickly unties the rope around her ankles as her small hands shake from the mix of adrenaline and fear. Snapping her emeralds down to Janson, Blake quickly reaches down and takes the cure away from the undeserving man.

"Come on, let's get out of here." Teresa mumbles as she unbuckles Thomas' restrains, successfully getting one unlocked as a yelp sounds from behind the two, making both teenagers snap their heads over to; Blake laying on the ground, holding a hand to her bleeding forehead.

A gasp escapes Teresa's lips just as Blake yells "Teresa, watch out!"

Janson grabs the girl by her hair and slams her down onto a table beside them, making glass shatter everywhere as Teresa lets out a painful scream.

Blake quickly gets to her feet and ignores the sharp pounding sensation on her forehead. Running over to the boy struggling to get the other side off, Blake takes the advantage of Janson having his attention set on Teresa to help Thomas get the rest of the restraints off, hands shaking as Teresa crawls and grabs onto the cure.

"Give it to me!" Janson yells, grabbing Teresa by her legs to slide her hands closer to him.

Finally getting the restraint undone, Blake snaps her head up just in time to see Janson slam the other girl's head against the metal counter.

"Teresa!" Blake shouts, feeling her heart pounding rapidly against her chest.

Letting out a grunt as Thomas springs forward and slams his body into Janson's, smashing the glass behind them as they land with a thud. Blake's emerald orbs quickly search for any kind of weapon to put the man out of misery.

Punches and grunts sound from the other side of the room as Blake picks up the scalpel, cocking her head to the side. This'll work.

Running to the other girl's side, Blake tries to shake the girl awake, screaming her name as the sound of the two males fighting in the background echos.

Teresa's eyes finally snap open as Blake lets out a sigh of relief. "Come on, hurry let's get you up." The small brunette helps the taller girl to stand.