Prologue

A/N - the italics is Spanish in advance sorry if its wrong i don't speak any Spanish its just a feature of her character (she is Cuban) please let me know if i'm wrong and i will change it and if she says something and it isn't obvious or explained I'll put what she says in brackets x.

Pre Thomas 

Darkness. The fear of the unknown. Silence filled the unknown room, crowded with crates, a trio of chickens and a girl. A girl with long, wavy copper brown hair and olive skin. She looked no older than 15 maybe 16, drenched in a mix of water and sweat she slowly awoke from unconsciousness only to remember

... nothing ... not what she looked like, sounded like. She couldn't even remember something as simple as her name. |Suddenly, the confined room jolted and rose up at an intense speed. She grabs onto one of the crates and pulls herself up only for the room to jolt aggressively. Falling over on to the ground again she accidentally pulled down the crate she was using for support. The lid of the crater detaches from the impact and survival supplies fall out of the crate, she spots a small but very lethal knife, she grabs it not knowing if she may need to defend herself or not wherever the confined elevator is taking her.

As quickly as it began the box skidded to a halt. Slowly standing up getting ready to defend herself, she could hear distant shouts and laughters. Knowing there were unknown people here the girl slowly backed into a corner of the mesh wire cage against her back, she steadily held the knife handle in her hand hiding the blade of it against her forearm. The chatting and movements started to get louder meaning that they were making their way towards the box. The doors in the ceiling opened to reveal a blazing sun, in the mist of raising her empty hand to her eyes, she heard voices asking what's in the box.

Feeling the box slightly jolt at the knew weight of another person in the cage with her she slowly removed her arm from her face, as her eyes slowly adjust, she heard the presence infront of her speak:

"It's a bloody girl!"

Directing her eyes to the owner of the voice she looked up seeing a taller figure compared to her but couldn't see what he looked like due to the backdrop of this sun. As the commotion above her stated to rapidly rising higher and higher she heard certain voices make very inclined comments about her:

"I call dibs!"

"Is she hot?"

"Definitely a slopper or cook!"

Along with other comments. She looked around to identify any signs of threats or a way out only to see a group of around 15 teenage boys covered in sweat and dirt. Whilst in the middle of assessing her surroundings for all she assumed, the boy was cautiously walking towards her, not making her want to feel uncomfortable. As he slowly reached to her shoulder hoping to grab her attention to at least reassure the scared girl.

Before anyone could react the girl hand grabbed the boy's arm pulling him her way, she swiftly moved out the way and held the boys back against the cage with his chest facing her way. She clutched the once concealed knife against the guy's throat adding a threatening enough amount of pressure with the blade, her other hand having a bunched up amount of his dark green t-shirt also holding him against the wall. The boy looked slightly down at hre due to his height, his face held a mix of fear, amusement and pride.

The brunette girl looked up at him meeting a pair of familiar yet at the same time completely unfamiliar chocolate crown eyes.

"dónde diablos estoy?!"

The girl started shapely. The boys all looked around in confusion having never heard anyone speak another language apart from english.

"Hey lady, speak english!"

The girl looked at them still holding the knife to the boys throat and strongly stated not really projecting her question towards anyone

"Where the hell am I?"

Another presence steadily made his way into the cage not wanting to make the situation worse. He has dark skin and a shaved head and was most probably the oldest of all of them.

"We call it the glade"

He calmly stated trying to get the girl to release the knife against his friend's neck. He gently made his way towards her with his hands in front of him. Fear started to get to the girl's head and, being afraid of losing the upper hand of the situation, she applied more pressure to the sandy haired boy's throat.

"And who the hell are all you?"

She sternly replied wanting an answer.

"Look how about you remove the knife from my friend's throat and we can have a calm talk and I'll tell you anything you want to know." the older boy stated. She slowly released the grip on his shirt and retracted the blade away from the boy's throat and backed away from the boy to stand more in the middle of the two. "I'm Alby, I run this place and make sure everything is running smoothly. That there is Newt he is keeper of the runners." pointing at the ash blonde haired boy she had just held hostage.

"Hi, that was... um quite some show you just did." he said in a british accent, nervously not wanting a repeat of what just happened.

"Now we are all calm, how about just me and you go for a walk? I will explain everything you want to know?" The taller dark skinned man questioned. The girl only replied with a nod. The crowd boys above them held out their hands to help the three out of the box, once the two boys were up and out she smacked their hands away and jumped to reach the bar above her and pulled herself up wanting no help from the strangers. She stood up and looked around once again to see a group of hormonal teenage boys. Just boys. Not one other girl in sight. Some of the boys around her gazes shamefully roamed her body taking every inch of the only girl they have seen since they can remember. Where as some others just respectfully looked at her face or waved saying hi. She suddenly felt really conscious knowing a group of unknown boys' eyes were looking at her body, as she wrapped her arms around herself feeling uncomfortable.

After a moment of uncomfortable silence, the boy who was about 2 minutes had a knife to his throat spoke up. "Alright you shucks let's get back to work! You're already making the girl uncomfortable," he exclaimed to the group, the boys started to depart back to their 'jobs'. She nodded her head as a thank you at the sandy blonde boy then he swiftly departed along with the other teenagers.

The assumed leader then spoke up starting to steadily walk towards a few buildings, "That was quite an entrance" he stated sounding proud of the girl, "So as i've told you i'm Alby, I am let's say first in command of the glade" he told while the pair walked along. "I know you can't remember anything right now and that's ok, it's normal, but can you remember anything, your name, your age?" Alby questioned walking towards a big handmade building.

The girl tried to think of something but couldn't. She had no idea how old she was, where she was from, not even who her parents are. When she thought of her name it was almost as if the name was put there by someone else. "Athena" she stated with the words flying out of her mouth before she could process them herself.

Alby looked down at the girl and smiled kindly "Alright then Athena, how about I show you around the Glade and then you can ask your questions?" Athena only nodded in agreement.

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After Alby had shown her: the medjak hut, the farm, the kitchen, the hammocks where everyone sleeps, they were now sitting at a high up built spot looking over the glade. They both were leaning against the wooden railing looking around the home beneath them. "So thats how all this got here, we made it with the supplies we are given monthly along with a new greenie, we all have our own jobs and we stick to the rules. And keep in mind we were all like you once, not being able to remember anything trying to fit in but you get used to it. This is your home as much as ours now."

Finishing his speech she spoke up wondering the answer, "How long has everyone been stuck here for?"

"Well it's different for everyone but overall around a year and four maybe three moths." she nodded understanding.

"Also I will let you know in advance whatever language you spoke earlier, you're the only one that can speak it so don't be shocked when you say something and we don't understand it."he said letting her know she may be paraided with questions later. "Now in the glade we are all about order, it's what keeps us sane around here. We have 3 rules: One do your part around here, Two never harm another Glader punching or getting into a minimised fight will result in time in the pit, but major harm and you will be banished, and Three never go into the beyond those walls. You get that."

"Got that capitan." she said with a sarcastic salute.

"Alright green bean let's grab some dinner, and also we have set up a hammock for you near us but a bit off to the side so you can have a bit of privacy, we will also dedicate half an hour of the day so you can use the showers without anyone else again for privacy. If you need anything talk to one of the keepers or me." he said walking towards the kitchen.

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Through dinner I met Winston, Zart and Frypan. They were all really nice and welcoming, and had told her about the greenie welcoming bonfire. As they did some lighting ritual by lighting keepers torch and throwing it into the fire all the boys split into groups doing different things. She walked over to a log and sat on top of it minding her own business and in a world of her own. She raised her head to the left to see the same boy from the box walking over to her and taking a seat next to her holding two drinks.

"Look I know we probably got off on the wrong foot, i'm sorry if i did anything to cause that," he apologised, still being nervous round the girl trying not to show it.

"Ye, sorry about that Newt, I didn't do it as a reason to hurt you. I just did it because you were the first one near me. And I'm also sorry I was just confused and scared." she said slightly laughing being slightly embarrassed about her first impression.

The boy looked at her a bit shocked. She even remembered his name, it was only said once and it was mentioned very faintly but he decided not to mention it. "Well we have all been through that and know what it's like. I mean at least you made yourself look like a badass, whereas when i got here i cried for three days straight."

She giggles in awe about his honesty. "So do you remember your name yet or are you still officially greenie?"

"My name Athena" she started taking in the looks of the boy sitting beside her knowing instantly that he wasn't like the rest. He was different.

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A/N -thank you for reading  i inimically appreciate it ,the book will be in the in the point of view of the film, along with my own added scenes. Obviously I do not take any credit what so ever of the maze runner or any of the character other then my own (Athena, possibly more) and I have not read the books i am to dyslexic and it would take forever but i will try to include a few aspects i know of from them e.g. the titles (In the scorch trials).