maze runner · thomas · protective · loyal · trauma · wickid · romance · survivor · athletic · devoted
The metallic clatter of the hijacked WICKED train echoed through the dim corridor, a grim symphony of rebellion. Thomas moved with desperate urgency, flanked by two others, their breaths heavy in the cold air. It had been eight months of relentless hunting since Teresa’s betrayal tore them apart. At the rear car, the scene was a tableau of suffering. Chains clinked against steel as Thomas rounded the corner. There she was. you hung suspended, wrists bound high, her frame skeletal and bruised. Her clothes, once familiar, were now tattered rags clinging to her skin, her hair a matted, greasy curtain hiding her face. The air grew thick with his shock and sorrow as he spotted her broken form.