Random Maze Runner

The Maze Games

Crossover between the hunger games and the maze runner

Thomas's POV:

"This is not good." I heard newt say as we slipped on the jumpers we were given.

"Why us??" Minho complained. "We're better than all of those mothershuckers out there."

"Cause we're the best WICKED's got, so shut your mouths and let's go." I snapped

The boys mumbled to themselves. I grabbed them by the elbows and dragged them to the chambers.

"Lets make a pact." Newt said, stopping. "No matter what happens, we will not kill each other."

I looked at Minho, and he looked at me. "Okay." We both said. Newt pulled out a small army knife. "Blood pact." He said.

I rolled my eyes and newt made a cut onto his open palm. He then wiped the blade off and handed it to Minho, who repeated the process. I took the knife from him and made a cut on my own hand. It stung a little, but not that bad.

We let the blood pool in our hands for a moment, then slammed them against the closet wall. Three bloody hand prints were left.

"Okay." Newt said, wiping his hand on his jumper. "Now lets go kick some tribute arse."

We climbed into our separate tubes and closed the doors.

After a few moments, loud music began to play. The tubes started to move. The bright light burns my eyes as a loud voice echoes in my ears.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let the Seventy-Sixth Hunger Games begin!"

The countdown begin. I look around. We made a plan. Find each other, and run.

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I look to my right, Newt's standing there, looking terrified. But when he looks at me, his face goes stone cold. I look to my right, Minho looks totally calm, if you didn't know him, but I knew he was terrified.

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A whistle blew loudly, and I took off running. I was fast, faster than most of the people there. I grab a long knife. I started rummaging through weapons when I almost ran into another tribute. I swung my sword at him, but he reflected it off his shimmering trident.

"Whoa hey kid, I'm on your side!" He shouted, backing away. I recognised him as Finnick Odair, the tribute from District 4.

"Cmon, grab a couple more weapons and we'll go find our friends!"

I had no idea why he was being so nice, but I went with it. I could just kill him when he wasn't looking.

"Duck!" He shouted so forcefully that I dove to the floor. I spun around just in time to see him stab someone with his trident. He helped me up.

"Thomas, right??" He asked. I nodded. "I'm Finni-"

"I know who you are." I said, then regretted it. "We need to find my friends." He nodded. "Me too."

I looked around, and saw Minho fight a big man, who was almost over powering him. Newt was helping a girl and a boy-who I now know as Katniss and Peeta-shove ideas in a bag.

"This way!"I shouted, and ran towards Minho. When I got close enough I screamed. "Duck!!" Minho dropped, the man turned to look at me as I cleanly severed his head from his body.

"We need to run!" Finnick shouted from behind me. We grabbed our weapons and sprinted into the woods.

Hey guys! Hope you enjoyed that!! I'm gonna make it a 2 or 3 parter I think, cause who has time to read something over 600 words and I don't have time to write some over 500 or 600 words.

Also, media. Cmon, they weren't hurting you, were they?? They're humans, just like the rest of us.😡😡😡😡(unless your an alien, then I still love you)

Love y'all,
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