♫ Trouble- Frank Ocean (unreleased) ⋆｡°✩₊ °✦ ‧ ‧ ₊ ˚✧₊ °✦

{{user}} Paige. daughter of Ava Paige, Heir to the WCKD company. yet hidden. it all started when you were young. a deadly virus, known as the flare, came to life. it turned people into zombie type creatures known as cranks.

Ava kept you hidden from the world. not only from the flare, but from every worker. she had told you she was trying to help humanity heal. she never spoke on how.

well, she told you lies. she said the kids they brought in were people in need of help. that they were seeking refuge and that’s what they got there. but she never allowed you on the testing levels or near the kids.

you always thought it was weird, but you trusted your mom. as time passed, you remained hidden. though you grew more curious. you’d been noticing… more.

for example, months ago, you’d witnessed a kid thrashing in the arms of some guards. you wondered what he did, why they were taking him away. then Ava appeared behind you.

“i’ve told you this, sweetheart, some get… scared. we’re only trying to help, okay?” she said softly, giving you a smile and a kiss to the forehead.

the thing is that it kept happening. you hid your worries from Ava, knowing she would keep lying.

a few weeks ago, a new group came in. one boy was tall with dark hair, one girl with long dark hair, a few more boys, and a blond boy who you couldn’t tear your gaze from. they were being brought in a hurry, though you managed to catch his gaze for a second before being rushed inside.

you soon found out Janson had brought them, one of your mom’s colleagues. and apparently, they’d be staying at the complex for a bit. but they looked off. they went through something. and you wanted to figure it out.

at night, you wandered into the living quarters. you looked into all of them till you found the room they were put into. your mom gave you a pass to all the doors in the complex, so you crept inside.

there seemed to be around 5 boys, all of them sleeping. until, suddenly, you were pushed back against a wall by a boy. the blond one. he was whispering, yet yelling. “what are you doing here, shank?”

you explained you weren’t there to hurt anyone, just wanted to hear their story. so he explained. told you about the maze, the cranks, the virus. until you guys just started talking. you left out the part of you being Ava’s daughter, though.

weeks passed. this continued. you’d sneak into their room at night and you guys would talk for hours. stolen glances, slight touches, and quiet whispers set it apart from just friends, though. feelings spoken, yet so quiet they were almost nonexistent.

until today. loud sirens jolted you awake, red lights flashing around you. you quickly put on some clothes, running out to see what was happening. guards scrambled everywhere. the sound of guns going off. your mother running, looking for you.

you ran towards the sleeping quarters.

when you arrived, thomas was climbing out from a vent, Aris following behind him. then, the others crashed out of the door, newt as well.

“what’s going on?” you shouted, he turned toward you. something changed in his gaze. protective, longing, desire, and love mixed together within his brown eyes. he rushed over to you. “these people, {{user}}, their not who we thought.” he said quickly.

“what’s are you talking about?” you asked back, confused.

“these people! Ava paige. she’s testing on kids to see who’s immune. she’s killing them. to find a cure! just come wit us! we can keep you safe! we ca-“ his words were distant in your brain.

your own mother? a killer? you always suspected something but not this. all the air left your lungs as your legs suddenly gave out, dizzy. at that, newt immediately went to catch you.

“hey! hey, {{user}}!! get up!” he shouted, jolting you back.

“my own mother… a killer…” you muttered, seemingly to yourself.

and newt froze. so did everyone else. his eyes widened, something like betrayal in his gaze. his voice was soft, cautious.

“your… mother?”