It was not yet night time. The was about to slip below the stone walls of her new habitat.. A warm purple light cascaded over the serene lands of the Glade. She was in a state of bewilderment as she gazed at her beautiful captivity. She'd yet to process what had happened to her. She'd noticed the walls just moments ago. But understanding her predicament wasn't her top priority at that moment; her life was.

Slowly the girl lowered herself from the scrawny tree. Each over her feet touch the ground tenderly before taking on her whole weight. Her barefeet didn't make a sound as she glided through the thin grass.

"This way!"

She winced at the calls, forzen in her tracks once again.

The orange glow of torches illuminated the east side of the forest that she was taking refuge in. With in seconds boots were pounding towards her, the light growing brighter and the wretched whoops and hollers growing louder.

"Come out she-bean!"

"We won't hurt you beautiful!"

The boys taunted her. They called for her like a man calling for its dog. But she would not give into them.

She forced herself to her feet. She'd thrown caution and stealth out the window; now she simply darted at full speed deeper into the woods. The girl would find a taller tree, a better one, she would climb up to where the light would not reach her and remain their till the boys had given up. She would be safe. She could save her life.

With a plan buzzing through her mind she kept up her run. Her arm wrapped around a thick trunk, forcing herself to come to a stop. Her eyes climbed up the oak tree quickly, assessing it potential in a matter of seconds.

Not tall enough, she thought to her self.

The watch on her wrist beeped once; 10 hours remaining.

"I think I see her!" A voice cried.

The intense beam of a flash light poured over her. She froze.

"We got her now!"

She was sprinting. Everything blurred around her. Her tunnel vision focused on nothing but the ground a few feet ahead of her. Maybe she'd make it out of the woods and find a place to hide in their so called "Glade". She was so close to freedom.

Suddenly, something slammed into her. She was pushed up against a rough tree. Her lips spread open to scream but a warm, thick hand clamped over her mouth. Her eyes widened.

"Shhhh. Slim it right now" Her assailant warned. She tried to speak to him, to tell him to screw off, to threaten his life and string together a list of all of the God-awful things she would do to him if he didn't get off her. But he held her gaze in his own, an expression of concern breaking through the cement look of blankness on his face.

"Shut your shuck mouth and follow me. I'm going to save you."

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TWO HOURS EARLIER

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Alby stared at the box in utter disbelief. "What the shuck is happening?" He whispered to himself.

Around him the Gladers pushed and shoved their way to the front of the crowd. They leaned over one another as if the girl below them, the first one they'd ever seen, might vanish in an instant. Comments fluttered through the air like thick smoke clouds. A boy would say something vile and it would hang above the group as the others around him snickered.

Alby ignored them all.

There was a girl below them. She was awake, wide eyed... and barefoot. She stared at Alby and he stared back at her. She wasn't calm, but she wasn't crying or screaming. Her knees were tucked into her chest with her arms tightly wrapped around them.

"Go get her Newt." Alby ordered his comrade. The teen obeyed with out question. He jumped down to the floor of the box with a loud CLANG!

The girl winced as he landed.

"Hey, hey hey." Newt cooed, stepping towards her slowly, "Don't worry love, you're safe here. I promise."

She looked directly at him, her eyes piercing in to him.

His breath caught in his throat. It was like the entirely of the Glades fields and forests were trapped up in her magnificent hues. She brought a whole new meaning to the term "greenie".

"Who am I? Where am I?" The girl demanded, ignoring his comment.

"Do you know your name? They let you keep your name."

The girl shook her head.

"That's ok." Newt assured her, trying to mask his own surprise. "Just come with me Greenbean. We'll get you out of this box and explain everything."

The girl was hesitant to follow him but she complied eventually. She pushed herself up and stepped quickly towards the edge of her cage.

"Send down a vine." Alby called.

As a thick green rope lowered, Newt looked to the place on the ground where the girl had been sitting.

There was a small white rectangular piece of paper labeled "Subject A0, Instructions."

Around him Newt could hear the other boys gawk at the girl and Alby give the whole spiel about not asking questions, but the blonde ignored it all. He bent down and picked up the envelope gingerly.

"What's going on Newt?" Alby asked. The boy had been so entranced in the paper that he hadn't noticed the silence that had fallen over the crowd.

Newt straightened up. "There's a letter. From the Creators I think."

Alby raised a brow. "Bring it up here."

"Good that." The blonde nodded.

He shimmied his way up the vine and made his way to the leader. The crowd reshaped its self around Alby, Newt and the obviously terrified yet expressionless girl.

"Well go on, read the shuck thing already." Gally urged the second in command.

Newt shot the Keeper a glare and returned his attention to the paper.

"Please. What is going on?" The girl begged.

"Give us a second Greenie." Newt muttered before ripping open the envelope. "It's a letter... from the Creators."

"Read it!" Some one called.

Cries of agreement echoed through the crowd. Newt looked at Alby. The dark skinned teen shrugged, then nodded.

"Dear Gladers of Group A. This is Subject A0." Newt glanced at the girl. Her fists were clenched tightly to her sides, her curly hair was disheveled and she resembled a survivor of a car crash who could slip into shock at any moment. Newt looked back at the letter and continued "You have twelve hours to ..." He stopped. "Alby."

"C'mon Newt, just read it." Gally ordered.

Alby and the girl nodded as well.

Reluctantly Newt continued again, raising his voice, "you have twelve hours to take her life, starting from the moment she arrives." Newt ignored the gasps and outbursts. He carried on with pain in his voice. "If-if she survives till the morning she will go free and your trials will carry on. If you kill her before then, you all will not spend another night in the Glade. You will all be free men and compensated for the rest of you days. Freedom for her life. The watch on her wrist is counting down the time. Good Luck."

Newt stopped.

"Oh my God." Some one whispered. The rest were silent.

Were they considering it? Newt wondered in disbelief.

"You said I was safe." The girl whispered.

Newt looked at her, "Y-you are. Right Alby?"

Alby studied his shoes. Gally bore holes into the girl with his eyes.

Newt took a wary step in front of the girl. "Alby..."

"We should talk it over. We need to have a gathering right now."

"Nononono." The girl muttered. She began backing up.

"Nothing's been decided yet Greenie." Alby said in a soothing voice.

The girl looked up at the leader. "I don't know what the hell is going on, but if its between me and your freedom I'm not going to sit here and wait for you to decide." She turned on her heals and shoved the palm of her hands hard into the chest of the Newbie before her, Thomas. He stumbled backwards, giving her an opening to run towards the dead heads.

"Stop her!" Gally screamed as the blur of blonde hair took off.

"No!" Alby yelled. " It's easier to make a decision without her here. Where would she go anyway?"

"The Maze?" Gally suggested.

Alby frowned. "Jaque, Martin, Nico, and Graham, gaurd the Maze doors. Keepers, gathering in 2 minutes. Everyone else get to work. And some one find Minho."

The boys nodded. Gally muttered comments about idioticness and disappointment in leadership.

As everyone broke off into their different Newt chased after the leader, "Alby, you're not considering this, are you? This is murder! Murdering a girl! For what? For-"

"For freedom." Alby interrupted. "We've been searching the Maze for years Newt. There is no way out of this shuckhole."

"Bloody Hell Alby, does two years of looking make it ok to murder a terrified girl?!" Newt demanded.

"I don't know, Newt! I don't know. But I'm not going to be the shank that stands in the way of 40 boys and their freedom. That's why I am considering this."

Newt shook his head, "This is madness." He muttered.

"Yah, well this jacked place just might've driven me to madness."

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AN: This is just a tester chapter. This is a casual story and potentially a one shot. Let me know if you're interested in more.