21-An Old Friend

The van was now speeding to try and shake off the crank that was holding onto the van. "Can't you shake her off?!" Thomas shouted and the driver swerved the car shaking off the crank. I looked back to see it stand up and give me the creepiest smile.

It wasn't far off that we saw a group of cranks getting out of the way for our car to pass. "Well these are a bunch of nice cranks." one of the bounty hunter said nervously. He spoke too soon.

The car seemed to be stuck. The car was running, but the car didn't seem to be moving. I could see the group of cranks start towards our car. Shuck.

"What did they do?!" the driver shouted scared and pressed on the gas pedal but the car didn't seem to be moving much.

The cranks were finally here. They started to bang on the windows laughing hysterically. This wasn't my first time experiencing a crank, but it was the first time that I had to deal with this huge amount of cranks. I was scared, but I've experienced things more scary than some cranks that were trying to kill us.

Then one crank broke a window. Soon arms started to reach inside the van. It just happened that the window that broke was the nearest to Thomas and I. I saw a crank reaching for Thomas and shot the crank in the head. Another window broke and was now reaching towards the others in the car. I felt someone grab my hair and pulled. My head jerked back to hit the wall of the car.

I randomly shot in the direction of the hand that was pulling my hair and eventually the hand let go. My heart was pounding with adrenaline and fear. The van finally was taking off again after I killed a few more cranks that tried to reach towards me.

I was catching my breath as we drove away and were free from the crank attack. "How the shuck are you going to die?" Thomas asked catching his breath as well.

"We just escaped an attack and that's the first thing out of your mouth." I said smiling in disbelief. He smirked back at me and had calmed down from the attack.

"It's just as I said. I'm going to die. Soon I won't be of any value to Ava and WICKED." I said smiling.

Before Thomas could speak, the van came to a stop. "We have to get out of the car. That's the only way they'll let us in." The bounty hunter said from the driver seat. I scanned to see if there were any cranks nearby and thankfully there were none. We all got out of the car and were greeted by a man I assumed was with the Right Arm.

"Is that you Lawrence?" a man asked as he came towards us. The bounty hunter answered back. "Who are these people?" the man asked looking at Thomas and I. His eyes widen as he saw me.

"Guessing from your facial expression seeing me you know who I am. This is Thomas and we both know Gally. We just want to know why you're kidnapping immune people. Are you not suppose to not be doing what WICKED does." I said looking at the man harshly.

"For a person like you, I thought you'd be a bit more smarter. We're nothing like WICKED. I'll let you see the boss just to prove so." the man said chuckling and led the way. As we entered their base, we were brought upstairs and through a few more doors. It was a pretty run down place.

As we arrived I was shocked. Gally was standing beside the boss of the Right Arm. "Gally?" I said softly and see him smile and nod to acknowledge my presence. I was told that he was killed during the time I was healing from the torture WICKED inflicted on me. "I thought you died!" I said loudly as my eyes started to get teary.

"Sorry for not being able to protect you at WICKED. Vince here is the boss of the Right Arm. He risked his life to come here. So show a little respect." he said directing his gaze to Thomas.

"You sure? Seemed like you were when we talked at the apartment." Thomas said. I wasn't sure what these two problems were with one another, but Thomas's temper wasn't really helping.

"Enough of childish spats!" Vince shouted at the two. "What did you guys want?" he said harshly.

"Tell us why you're kidnapping immunes for WICKED!" Thomas said angry.

Vince turned towards Gally, "Can they be trusted? Especially the girl...can she be trusted?" he asked.

"Yes. She's not a spy I assure you." Gally said.

"Good." Vince said and turned back towards us. "The reason we're collecting immunes is to get into WICKED's headquarters."

"WICKED wants me back, so whatever you have planned I'm in." Thomas said.

"Let me guess. Rat man told you to go back huh?" I said to Thomas who nodded. "Don't listen to whatever comes out that shucking mouth of his. He only wants to rule WICKED one day and using you is just one of the ways, but you remember what I said about the deal."

"What deal are you talking about?" I heard Gally speak up from behind Vince.

"I can't say...but all I can tell you is that who they want isn't Thomas. It's me."

The room fell over with silence as all eyes were on me. I could see confusion upon their faces, mostly Thomas. "I don't understand..." Thomas said quietly.

"I'm sorry...I want to tell you, but I know the moment I do you'd go running off to tell everyone else. I don't need any more people used against me than WICKED already has." I said smiling.

"So you'll go in his place." Vince said.

"No! I'm going!" Thomas shouted.

Before Vince could shout back, I spoke. "Let him go. He needs to go. Although they want me. WICKED would never throw him away." I saw Vince quietly speaking with Gally as they were trying to discuss what to do with the both of us.

"Fine, but you better pack boy. We can't have you being seen with us, so you'll be dropped off a few miles from WICKED's headquarter." Vince said. Thomas nodded.

We all went over the details of the plan and it was a heck of a plan, but it should work. After going through every step of the plan, and having Thomas meet Chancellor Paige, we finally left back outside and into a new van. First we were going to drop off Thomas with another group of the Right Arm for his ride back towards WICKED. Then, I was going back to get Minho and the others.

The ride back was full of anxiety as we never knew if that group of cranks would attack us once more. "Wait! Stop the car!" Thomas shouted beside me and started making his way to the door of the van. "That's my friend!"

I looked in the direction he was pointing his finger and gasped. I could barely recognize my old friend whose clothes were stained with blood, patches of hair missing, and a soulless look within his eyes. It was Newt.

"Stop the car!" I now shouted with Thomas.

"Are you two crazy! Do you not remember being attacked by those cranks not too long ago!" Lawrence shouted from the driver's seat.

"He won't attack! He's my friend! Stop the car!" Thomas was practically begging.

"Alright, but if anything happens we'll shoot." Lawrence said and stopped the car.

Thomas pulled open the door and ran out towards Newt. I was right behind him. We stopped half way towards Newt, as we could see him coming towards us as well. He didn't look very happy.

"Newt!" Thomas shouted in joy, but with a hint of guilt.

Newt was seriously not happy and now running towards us and tackled Thomas to the ground. "The shuck are you doing here?! You're the last person I wanted to see! You couldn't even do what I had asked! Is it fun seeing me like this?!" Newt shouted in anger.

"Don't shoot!!!" I yelled as I saw the others in the car aim their guns towards us.

"Suzy?" I heard Newts voice from behind me. I turned around to see the he still had Thomas pinned to the ground.

"Hi Newt...how are you doing?" I asked the dumbest question ever. Newt cracked a smile, but I could see the anger that burned in his eyes.

"Can't you see? I'm suffering and this shucking slinthead can't do the one thing I asked him to!" Newt yelled at Thomas' face. Thomas looked as guilty as ever and stayed still underneath Newt.

"What did he ask you to do?" I asked. Thomas wouldn't answer, and kept telling Newt to come with us. Even after Newt had just finished yelling about the story of how he got his limp.

"All I ever asked was for you to kill me! I don't want to end up like them!" Newt said furious. He seemed as if he would lose control at any given moment. "So just kill me already!!!" Newt yelled as he gripped Thomas by his collar.

"Newt. Calm down...please." I said pointing my gun to his head now.

"Do it Suzy! This shucking shank can't do klunk! Kill me! Please." Newt said hysterically, but I could see the pain and suffering as he pressed his head against the end of my gun. I pulled back and saw him grow angry.

"Please...I don't want to end up like them." Newt said. I knew that he meant the cranks that were past the gone. I finger twitched at the trigger of the gun.

"What if I say that you can live...that you don't have to be what you fear...what would you do then?" I asked Newt. He looked confused as first, but as my words processed through his head he grew angry.

"Don't give me false hope of living Suzy!" Newt shouted as he gripped whatever hair he had left on his head and ripped it off. It was then that I kicked him off Thomas and pointed my gun at his head and stepped on feet upon his chest. He was glaring at me as I stood above him.

"Now calm down and listen to what I'm about to say to you." I said and moved the gun away from his face. Thomas stood beside me as I spoke the next few words that would change everything.

"I found the cure. I think."

A/N: Will it work or not? Will Newt survive or will his fate be destined as page 250? :'(