A girl turns up in the Glade at night?
Where is she from, Why is she a she
"Woah, ok girly just put that down, I'm trying to help"
"Go gentle on the hair woman"
"You know if you wanted to tie me up I'd prefer it be to the bed head"
"Goodnight girl...
THOMAS's POV Mary jumped into the helicopter and started it up the blades started spinning faster and faster but she remained on the ground.
"THOMAS LETS GO!" She called above the noise.
I turned to see all the men now coming our way, weapons ready.
"YOU GO IF YOU GET HIT WITH A LAUNCHER THE HELICOPTER LOSES POWER!" I shouted back as the men got closer. "GO NOW AND TELL THE RIGHT ARM!" I yelled as the first shots a mixture of bullets and launcher grenades where fired.
Mary gave a curt nod and lifted the helicopter into the air. I took my first shots at the men taking two more men down. Some turned to me and a few electric balls flew past me. One getting so close to my head that my hair sent a small shock down my spine, almost like the shocks you'd get from a trampoline.
I was ready to fire again when there was a crashing ping from the helicopter. I looked up to see the glass screen on the front of the cockpit had been shattered from a bullet. My heart stressed checking if Mary was hit, she wasn't which was a relief and she quickly turned the tail of the helicopter into the men knocking at least ten of them over before she flew out off into the scorch.
I sighed and smiled knowing help would be coming to stop WICKED. I was pulled out of my victory fantasy when I heard the voice of a stern guard.
"Hey you!"
That was my cue to get out of there. I dropped my launcher and ran for the door. I slammed it behind me and started running aimlessly through the hallways of WICKED hell.
"Teresa where are you I have to tell you something" I said using our telepathy.
"Record room why?" She answered sounding as worried as I felt.
"I'll be there soon just wait for me" I said speeding up and making my way to record rooms.
The record room had shelves and shelves and shelves of past data and information for everything and everyone at WICKED. I had stopped running worried I would knock something over but still kept a strong walking pace.
I found Teresa.
"Hey" she said with a smile.
I walked up to her placing my hands on her shoulders the mood becoming serious in a matter of seconds.
"Did anyone see you come here?" I asked.
"Thomas what's wrong?" She asked not answering my question.
"We don't have a lot of time and I just needed to see you to try and explain things" I said all of it coming out faster than I meant it to while trying to keep my voice at a whisper.
I saw I figure in black walk through the aisles shelves.
"Oh no" I whispered under my breath quickly moving us behind a wall.
"Thomas-" Teresa said a little shocked but I cut her off.
"Just listen to me", "look whatever happens, whatever they say about me I just need you to know that I had to do it".
"What did you do?" She asked sounding scared.
"I got help I had to do something.I couldn't keep watching them die" I said giving a very vague explanation but everything was rushed now they were coming for me. I would be punished and I knew how.
"Over here!" said a guard with a rough voice who quickly grabbed my upper arm and pulled me a way from Teresa.
"No!" Teresa said stepping off the wall and closer to the chaos.
"I'm sorry" I said but I am proud I did the right thing.
"Thomas!" She yelled after me as I was dragged away.
__________ Author note
If it's not clear this is the flashback scene in scorch trials when Thomas passes out at the party and gets this memory back.
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