(3rd POV)
An explosion of fear ripped through Thomas. It was now or never.
He headed straight for it and jump into the Griever passing past Alex.
Thomas flailed his arms and legs, knocking away the horrible metallic arms as the long pincers and claspers and needles fled from all directions.
Suddenly Thomas felt pain erupt over every inch of his body. The Griever needled him like a dozen of times and was now leaving.
Thomas collapsed to the ground, groaning from the pain.
(Alex's POV)
I ran over to him and knelt next to his body.
"What were you doing!" I yelled in his face. "How could you be so bloody stupid!"
I grabbed him, gripping him under both arms as I started dragging him across the Glade, through the front door of the Homestead down the shattered hall, into a room, placed on a couch. I start to examine his arms and legs, ripping his clothes away from his body, checking for damage.
I headed towards one of the cabinets that adorned the room and started looking for the Grief Serum.
A minute later I prick Thomas on his arm, calming him, lessening the pain.
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The Maze Runner (Thomas)
FanfictionWhat if Teresa never arrives in The Glade? But the first girl who had shown up was Alex. Two months before Thomas arrived in the Glade, she showed up in the box. There was something peculiar about this boy and Alex didn't know which she felt more st...
