Chapter 14

"RUN! RUN,EMILY RUN!!'

Emily stood frozen in her spot, eyes wide with fear.

"I swear Emily move your bloody legs and run!!!"

The sound of Newt's spear screeching against the metal claws of the Griever shocked Emily out of her frozen state.

Her mind was in a frenzy and her heart was racing wildly.

"Stay and help him? but if I get killed he'd have fought for nothing.

Run ? And I'll never forgive myself if anything happened to him." Emily thought to herself as she made a final decision.

Pulling out her daggers from the back pocket of he rucksack, she ran towards Newt and the Griever.

With a sweep of her arm, she slash one dagger across the Griever's exposed blubbery body.

Squelch

Once again, swiftly dodging an attacking arm, she stabbed the dagger into the Griever's body,

On the other side, Newt was ferociously trying to spear the Griever's head, but his spear kept coming into contact with the Griever's sharp claws.

As Emily tried to pull out the dagger, she realised it was stuck. Yanking on it with all her might didn't help either.

She was so engrossed in getting her dagger back, she didn't see the Griever's claw before it was right at her neck.

Fear erupted through her whole being and she watched the blade come at her with wide eyes.

Suddenly, she heard a loud thump, and the next thing she knew, Newt was on top of the Griever's claw, pulling it away from her with all his might.

"MOVE!" He yelled, and Emily quickly staggered backwards.

Unfortunately, before Newt could stab the Griever, it raised its claw up into the air and flung Newt off with such force, he hit the ivy wall with a loud thud.

Panic bubbled and overflowed like a boiling kettle.

Emiy ran towards Newt, screaming for help.

"Oh Shuck. Newt. Newt!!! Are you okay?" She bent down nearer to him and cupped his face in her hands.

"Please tell me you're okay." She whispered in his ear.

Her sullen thoughts were disrupted due to a few loud shouts that seemed to be getting closer.

Emily whipped her head around.

Runners!

"Emily! Get Newt and go!! We'll take care of this klunk." Minho instructed.

Thomas rushed to Emily's side and helped her to steady Newt up.

He was still groggy and unclear about what was going on.

With Thomas and Emily on each side, they helped Newt up and walked him to a safe distance away from the Griever.

"I have to go back. Minho needs me. If you encounter trouble, yell." Thomas said to Emily.

With a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach, she nodded and helped a now more conscious Newt hobble to a place to rest.

Before long, they saw a small opening in the wall. The rock around it was cracked, so Emily kicked the loose rock, and it revealed a small tunnel of some sort.

Carefully, they maneuvered their way down the tunnel, and ended up somewhere which looked like it was underground.

"We'll be safe from Grievers here, there's no way they can fit through that hole." Emily told Newt and she sat him down and propped him up against the wall.

They had to wait out the battle, until the doors reopened.

They had to wait in the small underground cave they encountered.

The small dark cave.

With only each other.