I felt it as we came to a halt and the large mechanical door slid down, lying a ramp to walk down, it was a desert outside, with men shouting holding guns while wearing full black and blackout shade glasses, two men grabbed both of my arms and pulled me along running with me to the large door, where i saw the helicopter the others had left in land right before I was pulled into the doors and dragged to a confined room, almost an interrogation kind and I sighed.
"Sit, and wait" a man in black demanded motioning to the little table in the room, next to a window in which I couldn't see through and a camera in the corners of the room.
It had been around 15 minutes before I heard the door unlock with a sharp beep and was pushed open revealing the man from earlier, I believe his name is Janson.
"Ahhh, Y/N I believe we have already met" The man started smiling lightly and sitting opposite holding his hands clasped together on the table in front of me.
"That is correct Janson" I replied smirking and leaning back in the chair.
"Who's side are you on?" Janson quickly snapped intrigued for my answer.
"What do you mean, how many sides can I choose from?" I question chucking lightly and staring at him wide-eyed.
"Are you with WCKD?" The man asked smirking in wait for an answer.
I wasn't sure what to say next but I decided I should try a little test, I needed to know if these guys were to be trusted or not, and I did not trust WCKD whatsoever, my plan is to get on the good side with these guys find all the information go along with it and escape, helping my friends, my only friends.
"I know you are" I replied waiting for his answer, I showed a knowingly expression on my face waiting.
"You are a smart one" he replied crossing his arms.
"I think that WCKD is doing the right, saving the world from the flare" I lied smiling back at him a raised eyebrow.
"I also would've liked to side with my mother if she was here" I continued Janson growing intrigued.
"Well, well, mother like daughter I see you both see what is right, we have much to discuss" Janson smiled amused and motioned for the guys to remove the handcuffs I still had wrapped tightly to my wrists.
They came in the door and removed them, Janson reached into his pocket and pulled out an ID card, showing my face and details the words 'WCKD is good' engraved in the back.
"So about my memor-" Janson cut off my sentence.
"You can shower and eat then your memories will be all yours" He spoke softly gesturing a hand to lift from the chair and I took straight away jumping up, of course I didn't trust the man but my plan was the best one I had, it was the ONLY one I had.
I used my card to get out and the green light flashed letting me out, a WCKD soldier came to my side and escorted me to a private room the name Y/N Paige in big on the front of the door as I slid the card once again and it opened, a double bed and bathroom all included, white silk sheets and plump pillows, before letting me in and shutting the door behind me as I smiled wildly.
I placed the keycard down on the side table and looked in some draws on the further side, in the top draws bras and underwear and the rest full black clothing, jeans, leggings, shirts, jumpers and jackets all full black and folded neatly.
Then I locked the door from the inside and walked into the bathroom, a large shower with different soaps on the side naming shampoo,conditioner and body wash as I smiled slipping off my clothes and finally feeling the hot water steam the room and clean my cuts and wash the dirt away revealing bruises on my arms,legs and stomach from all the time I had been in the maze, a few scars appearing too.
After my shower I walked back into the bedroom and opened the draws getting changed and wearing black high waisted jeans and black crop top and black denim jacket with a small pocket where i attached the key card clip onto showing my face and details.
I looked over to the bed side cabinet opening the draw to see old pictures, when I looked closer I saw myself and Ava Paige, my mother. We was smiling and I was so young, the photos the further I got where sadder and sadder ones becoming pictures of the scorch and flare bites.
In the second draw I opened I saw the same brown folder as I did under the maze when we escaped, a slight blood splatter on the front, the front stating Y/N Anne Paige, Subject Zero.
I blinked a few times before lifting the file up and placing it on my bed flicking to the first page, a written evaluation on a piece of paper.
Y/N seems to react differently to death, she shows less remorse towards the people unless she knows them, her mind is set right, plan to make her the key out still in action
Written- Ava Paige €\$^]
I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion before hearing a loud knock echo my room, and I chucked the file back in the draw weakling to the door to unlock it, when I open it a WCKD soldier is standing infront of me with a ham sandwich and banana on a tray with a water cup.
I take the tray and place it down on the draws before smiling and saying "thankyou" closing the door and locking it back up again, then my gaze returns to the tray and I take a bite into the sandwich in happiness.

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The Maze Warrior *TMR X Reader*
FanfictionY/N, a skeleton named Benjamin, a knife called Sheila and some Griever slush. A night of return after 372 moons in the maze, on one fateful night, Greenie and Minho meet The Warrior first hand, while Minho and Y/N rekindle along the way. ...