𝙈𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚

𝘽𝙡𝙖𝙠𝙚 lightly drums her fingers on the side of her thigh, nervously trying to busy her hands as much as possible as her and the blond walk side by side.

Sirens echoing throughout the city causes the small brunette to flinch, quickly speeding up her pace as a truck passes by. Nodding a shy but small wave to the truck as it zips past, Blake squeezes her eyes shut tightly after it passes. The small brunette shakes her head, cringing at her life decisions as her boots crunch the gravel beneath her.

𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘥𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘴?
𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘐 𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘥𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮.
𝘖𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘥. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘶𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵.

A sudden light tap on Blake's bicep makes the girl flinch, her emeralds grow wide as she whips head head to the side, seeing another vehicle zoom past out of her peripheral. Looking through the mask covering her frown, Blake furrows her eyebrows as the blond beside her nods his head, gesturing for her to keep up.

Loud sirens continue echoing throughout the night air as wide emerald orbs notice the guards standing at every corner, practically swarming the place.

𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘥, 𝘉𝘭𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘺. The girl hums to herself, praying she wouldn't get too nervous and blow their cover. Nervous butterflies flutter around in the pit of Blake's stomach as the two walk into the tallest building.

"He's supposed to be here by now." Blake worries, trying to keep herself from pacing as she looks to the boy beside her, impatiently tapping her foot against the cold tile.

"Love, calm down. He'll be here." Newt whispers, slowly letting his exhausted gaze scan the area around them.

"What if—"

"Look." Newt lightly taps the small brunette's shoulder, making her quickly spin around to see Thomas and Teresa walking through the set of glass doors.

𝘖𝘩, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘨𝘰𝘥. Blake breathes out a sigh of relief, letting Newt walk towards the other two. Staying in place as the blond fetches the two, not wanting to cause any suspicion, the small brunette taps her foot against the tile, waiting impatiently.

Thomas' whiskey orbs widen as a guard suddenly stops in front of the two, halting the two of them to stop. His heart beats rapidly against his ribcage as he looks around for the shortest guard possible, knowing she would be right by Newt's side.

𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦? 𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬....

Before he can even spot her, the guard in front of him nods over his shoulder, causing a relieved sigh to escape from Thomas' lips as he falls into step behind his friend.

Snapping his gaze to a tiny guard following slightly behind them looking around nervously, Thomas' lips curl into a smirk. 𝘚𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦.

Light footsteps pad against the cold tile floor as Blake follows behind the three, keeping a safe distance away as Teresa leads them to god knows where. Taking the stairs opposite of the three, Blake catches up with the group as she falls into step behind Teresa, almost fully surrounding the girl.

Small fingers drum against the cold metal of her gun, nervously busying herself, as another guard passes by causing Blake's heart to skip a beat before realizing who it is.

A small beep sounds as the tallest guard swipes the card through the reader, the light turns green as Gally swings the door open, nodding to the others behind him to hurry. Raising her weapon up to sweep the area, Blake follows in behind Newt and Thomas. "Go, go, go." One of the boys usher.

"Hold on, hold on." Gally stops in front of a control panel, scanning over it with his blue-green orbs.

Blake freezes in place as she stops at the top of the stairway, quickly whipping back around to the boy, her eyebrows furrow in confusion.

"I can get in here." Gally says, lifting the mask up so he can see better.

"Okay, stay here. Throw me the walkie."

Reaching for the device hanging from the clip on his uniform, Gally grabs onto the walkie and tosses it to Thomas.

"Let's go, we gotta hurry." Blake orders, nodding to the boys and Teresa in front of her to continue down the stairs. Thomas and Teresa quickly start down the stairs, leaving Blake and Newt to slowly trail behind.

As footsteps fade, Blake furrows her eyebrows, not feeling the blond behind her. "Newt?" Blake questions, her voice wavering in worry as she turns to look over her shoulder.

"I'm good." Newt coughs, letting himself lean against the railing for support.

Blake's heart sinks as she gazes at her friend, the nervous butterflies returning, making her small frame shiver as the adrenaline kicks up another notch. "You don't look good.." The brunette whispers softly, reaching out to rub circles on the blond's back, hoping it's some small comfort to his pain.

Another horrible cough escapes Newt as he hunches over in pain. Blake finally lifts her mask up, revealing her concerned and heartbroken gaze as wide emerald orbs snap to the flight of stairs right below them, hearing footsteps coming back up.

Teresa's concerned gaze flickers between Newt and the small brunette. Thomas furrows his eyebrows at his friend, feeling his chest physically tighten at the obvious agonizing pain flickering across Newt's features.

"Fry, we're in. How's it going?" Blake asks through the walkie, trying to ignore Thomas hovering over her shoulder.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm getting there." Frypan's voice crackles through the device laying in Blake's small hands. "Tell Minho 'Hi' for me."

A grin spreads across Blake's pink lips as she thinks about finally getting to see her best friend again. It hadn't been long that she'd been without him, but her heart ached to see him and hear all of his stupid jokes.

He was the only reason she stayed sane for six months. If not for Minho, she would've definitely lost her mind and lost herself to the darkness. She needed him safe and far away from WCKD.

Setting his large hand to rest of her hip, Thomas reaches around the small brunette and takes the walkie out of her small hands. Electricity tingles throughout Blake's body as they make contact, the feeling sending a shiver to roll down her spine.

"Hang in there, buddy." Thomas speaks through the walkie, glancing down to the small girl smiling up at him.

Blue eyes practically roll into the back of her head as Teresa watches the two. Jealousy making her blood boil as she glares at Thomas' hand still resting on the small brunette's waist.

"This'll work." Gally spoke, breaking the silence as emerald orbs snap to the taller boy.

"Brenda, what's your status?"

"Status is, I'm working on it." Brenda replies through the walkie, annoyance prevalent in her tone as Blake can practically hear the girl rolling her eyes through the device.

Thomas shifts onto the other foot, nervously. Finally letting his hand drop away from Blake's waist. Pulling the walkie back up to his lips, the boy responds "Copy. Just make sure you're ready on your end."

"Don't worry. You know I'm gonna be there." Brenda responds, making Blake smile and shake her head at her new friend.

Pressing a few buttons before slamming the device ontop of the control panel Gally breathes out "Alright. Let's go!" The boy ushers, looking back over his shoulder as he slams the panel closed.

"That's funny." A guard scoffs, furrowing his eyebrows as the screen in front of him glitches. Turning to look at the screen, another guard furrows his eyebrows.

"I'll go check it out." The other man announces, reaching for his gun. Walking over to the door, the man places his thumb onto the reader, making the door sound with a click as the light turns green.

Blake grips her gun tighter as she raises it to aim at the guard. Pressing her finger against the trigger, she squeezes and hits the guard in the chest, making him fall to the ground with a grunt as electricity shoots through his body.

"Surprise!" The small brunette sings, immediately squeezing the trigger again when the rest of the guards down the hall all turn to shoot.

Zapping and gunshots echo through the small corridor as the four each fire rounds off. Sparks fly around the small room as the electric bullets bounce off of the walls with grunts escaping some of the guards as they fall to the ground. The rest of the guards quickly pull their weapons out and aim it at the four stalking towards them.

Loud gunshots ring out in Blake's ears as she follows closely behind Thomas. Flinching every now and then as a bullet wizzes past her head. Effectively hitting a few guards, Blake and Thomas cover each other's backs as they continue firing off more rounds.

Finally managing to clear the room of threats, the gunfire ceases, making the small brunette's heart rapidly pound against her ribcage from a mixture of adrenaline and the thought of Minho being behind one of the doors surrounding her.

𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘔𝘪𝘯? The small brunette wonders as she peers through a cell, scaring all of the teens as they jump back in surprise.

Dramatically stepping into the cell, Blake rips her mask off, letting her long brown locks flow down to her shoulders. A hopeful smile rests on her lips as she scans her bright emeralds around the familiar faces of teenagers gawking at the small girl.

"Well don't just stand there." Blake laughs "Let's get you shanks out of here." The small brunette smirks as she nods over her shoulder, slight disappointment filling her chest as she looks between the teens.
No Minho.

𝘏𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦.

"It's okay. You guys are okay." Thomas' soft voice echos from the girl's left, making her whip her head to the side to see the boy holding the door open for more teenagers.

"Newt check the other cell." Thomas orders, continuing to help the teenagers pile out as Blake quickly walks to stand behind the blond, wanting nothing more than to see her best friend.

"Guys, this might take some time." Gally's voice travels through the air, making the other three whip their heads back to look at the boy with their eyebrows furrowed.

"He's not here." Blake's voice shakes as she looks back into the empty cell, feeling her heart break in half.

Thomas' quick footsteps pad against the tile as he comes to stand in the doorway. His eyes wonder over the small girl as she spins around to face him with a heartbroken expression. Feeling his heart sink into the pit of his stomach as Blake's heartbroken gaze meets his own, the small brunette whispers "He's not here." The girl repeats, eyes burning with salty liquid as Thomas cusses in his head.

Quickly spinning on his heels, Thomas walks over to Newt. "He's not here." The boy informs the blond, his lips pressing together in frustration as he runs a hand through his hair.

Feeling the anger boiling inside, Blake can't help but feel enraged as she watches Teresa standing off to the side, fiddling with her hands.

Stomping up to the most infuriating person on the small brunette's long list, Blake stops a foot away, glaring daggers into the wide blue orbs staring back down at her. "Where is he?" The smaller brunette grits through her teeth, inching closer to stand toe to toe with the taller girl.

"So help me god, if you don't tell me where he's at right now, I'm going to kill your useless ass right where you stand." Blake threatens, her voice low and raspy as she grips the the knife on her waistband, ready to fulfill an empty promise.

"I-I don't know." Teresa stutters, looking to Thomas and Newt for help—only to bring her gaze back to Blake when the boys don't do anything but stand feet behind the small girl with their arms crossed over their chests.

"Then find out." Blake's rage filled emeralds burn into Teresa's fear-filled blue, making a shiver roll down the taller girl's spine.

𝘚𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦. Teresa gulps.

Clicking the mouse laid under her hand, Teresa pulls up Minho's profile displaying the boy's mugshot as the information appears on the screen.

"Not a good angle, Min." Blake presses her lips together tightly, cocking her head to the side as she peers at the screen in front of her.

"Somebody's moved him up to the medical wing." Teresa shakes her head, "Blake, that's on the other side of the building."

"Okay?" Blake deadpans "Then take us to him."

"Right now." Thomas barks from behind Blake, keeping his eyes trained on the screen as the small brunette's lips twitch up at the corners.

"Alright, I'm going with you guys." Newt announces as he walks forward to grab his weapon.

"New—"

"No you're not." Thomas speaks Blake's mind, making her sigh in relief that he had the same thought. "You have to stay here with Gally and wait for the serum."

Newt shakes his head as he pushes the idea "Minho comes first, remember?"

Blake squeezes her eyes shut tightly as she pulls the gun strap over her shoulder, praying that Newt changes his mind.

"Just go!" Gally shouts from afar, causing the three to snap their heads over to the taller boy's direction. "You're wasting time! I'll get the serum. We'll meet you out back."

Licking his bottom lip, Thomas nods to the opening, shoving Teresa in front to lead them as he ushers for the other two to follow. "Okay, fine. Let's go."

Blake's lips tug into a joyful smirk as she watches Teresa almost trip. Stepping forward to follow behind the three, Thomas glides his large hand out and gently guides Blake in front.

"Hey, Greenie." Gally's voice stops the four, making them quickly turn back around to face the boy.  "Good luck. Watch over the she-devil for me."

Blake keeps the smirk plastered on her face as she raises her hand up and salutes the taller boy, making Gally's lips tug into a smile as he watches the girl spin back around and walk away.

"Will do." Thomas promises, a small smile spreading across his own lips as he sends Gally a nod.