Evelyn woke with a start. She sat bolt up right. There was another loud explosion, just on the other side of the tent. She could see fires ragging on the other side of the canvas tent. Kennedy was sitting on her bed visibly shaking and crying. She had no idea where Newt had gone to. Evelyn scrambled off the bed, jamming her feet into her boots as fast as she could. Grabbing her weapons and Kennedy's hand she pulled the girl off the bed. 

"Come on! If we stay here, we'll be burnt to a crisp. Hold tight to my hand and listen to what I say, okay?" She yelled over the wide roar of the fire. 

The girl nodded, her blond curls bouncing. Evelyn had no idea what was going on, why there were explosions and fires in the camp. It was an empty camp, a few members of the Right Arm, Mary and Vince. They were planning on leaving this evening, everything but their tent and a few other stragglers tents were all that was left. What happened in the few hours she had slept? 

Evelyn yanked the flap of the tent open and ducked out into the chaos. She quickly took in the scene around her. Just about every tent was on fire. There was fires everywhere and smoke clouded the air.  There was an abandoned Right Arm Truck sitting in the middle of the clearing. Med in black combat gear were every where. There was a big black helicopter and a berg  sitting on the far side of the camp. There was too much smoke to see properly. Coughing hard, Evelyn pulled Kennedy between two tents that were on fire. Evelyn's eyes were burning, the smoke made breathing difficult , it was a wall of grey. 

Something exploded right behind them sending the two girls flying forwards. Kennedy cried in pain as she hit the ground. Evelyn pushed her self up, shaking her head. The loud explosions around her made her head hurt almost immediately. The creepy crawling feeling started at the base of her skull. 

"No no no. Not now! Not here!" 

Shaking her head violently, she blinked a few times. She got shakily to her feet and grabbed Kennedy's hand and pulled her further away. Trying to get her to the open clearing, they needed to breath proper air, the smoke would suffocate them. Evelyn had to veer sharply to the left, between two other things on fire, it looked like a tree and some supply crates. Evelyn tried to keep her eyes open for anyone, but it seemed quiet in the camp. They had to duck, something exploded, sending debris everywhere. Evelyn tackled Kennedy, covering her as best she could Something sharp sliced her cheek. Scrambling to her feet, she grabbed Kennedy and pushed forwards. 

"GO! Keep going! Into the hills!" Evelyn yelled. 

The girl ran. They broke free from the tents that were engulfed in raging hot fires, there was a yell from her side. 

"FREEZE!" 

"DEAL!" Evelyn screamed, spinning towards to the guy. She had no idea what was going on, but the crank was trying to push through. Her hands were already freezing, and she could feel the anger swirling in her chest. It was white hot freezing tingle. With a savage scream she ran towards the guy dressed in all black, he had some kind of gun raised. It was only a few steps, but he wasn't expecting Evelyn to attack, she slammed her palms into his chest and he dropped; his lips blue, face pale and heart stopped. 

Breathing hard she turned to see that Kennedy made it to the cliff. Evelyn saw someone pop out from the rocks and rubble, and beckon the girl. Kennedy changed directions and sprinting towards the shadow, Evelyn knew they were a Right Arm member. Evelyn was just about to follow when there was a wild yell and  rapid fire shots from the back of the truck she had seen rang out. And then she recognized the voices yelling and screaming from that same direction. 

"NO!" 

She turned directions and sprinted towards the sounds of yelling. Standing in the back of the truck operating the big gun was Sonny. Almost every Glader and Group B girl were standing around with guns, knives, spears whatever they could find. Thankfully she didn't see Chuck, and she knew Kennedy were safe. She didn't see Gally or Alby either. Mary, Vince and Captain Jaz were no where to be seen. It was just her Glader boys and Group B, Brenda and Jorge. Evelyn sprinted towards her family. She had no idea what was going on, but she wasn't going to let them go down on their own. 

"Evelyn! No! Go back!" Someone screamed. 

She ran faster, skidding to a halt beside Minho and Thomas. 

"I told you to go." Newt cried a few people down.

"And I said shuck that."  She screamed back, "Whatever where fighting, you're going to need the killing skills of a crank." She snapped. 

Her hands feeling cold and tingly. She was clearly loosing it, because she was actually grinning, it was wild and twisted. 

"Somehow WICKED found us!" Thomas yelled. 

Evelyn pulled her axe free from her belt, stepping forwards, swinging it in wild circles.

"Evelyn! Are you trying to get yourself killed?"

Evelyn saw men in black combat gear and riot shields appear in a line, in front of them. They emerged from the smoke and darkness, looking like a shield wall from the ancient Viking days. Before anyone could grab her or stop her, Evelyn let out a wild animalistic scream and sprung forwards like a wild cat. Running towards the line of guards. 

Evelyn leapt into the row of shields, causing a break in the line. She used her infected arm to wield her powers, slamming it into anything in black, cracking the shields, and stopping hearts. She swung her axe. Feeling it sink into someone's chest, she yanked it out in a spray of blood. Spinning on her heels she ducked under a wild reach to grab her. She swung the axe again into the side of someone else. While she slammed her freezing open hand into someone else. 

She ducked, slammed her hand into anything that moved, and swung her axe with such force and ferocity the guards started to back up, forming a circle around her. Out of reach, but forming a tight circle with their shields. Evelyn was trapped now. And now she felt like a trapped wild animal. 

Out of the corner of her eye she saw something blue explode in the back of the truck. It sent arches of electricity everywhere. Everyone she loved and held dear dropped to the ground, screaming and withering. Blue electricity jumping all over their bodies. That small hesitation in her movements left her back exposed. She felt something hot hit her, making her back arche and she crumpled. The electricity jumping all over her, her limps jumped and twitched. White hot pain replaced the freezing cold, she couldn't move. Her world went black. 

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"Welcome back Subject X." 

She groaned. She knew that voice. Janson. She tried sitting up, but her hands were stuck. She tried to open her mouth and talk, but her mouth was gagged. and something like a muzzle was clamped over her mouth and throat. Blinking her eyes open, finally. Her hands were bound in some kind of contraption that prevented her using her hands. They were clamped over her hands and halfway up her forearms. they each had a chain attached to them, and it was held in the hands of Janson. He stood above her. She struggled to her knees, glaring at him. 

"Try anything...and you remember what happens?" 

Evelyn glared at him. Janson stepped to the side and she finally saw what what behind him. The Gladers and Group B were all lined up, come kind of collar around their necks, except their mouths were free. 

"Evelyn?!" Newt called. 

Evelyn struggled to move. Janson pushed a button on his black remote and she felt a shock of electricity shoot through her. She screamed into the gage. Tears formed and slid down her cheeks. It felt like fire in her veins and white hot knives in her joints. Her brain felt like it was smoking and melting. She collapsed back to the ground withering in pain.

"Mr. Newton, what happens when were not compliant?" 

He glared at Janson, tears ran down his face. 

"Good." He nodded in satisfaction. He pushed the remote again, and the pain subsided. Evelyn lay panting through the gage and muzzle. 

Every eye was on Evelyn. WICKED guards, Gladers, Group B...everyone watched her. Blinking her tears away she pushed herself up on shaky arms, back to her knees. She felt the anger, humiliation and fear, it built up in her chest, the creepy crawling moved from the base of her skull up her skull. The crank in her mind cackled. 

"Let me out little Witch! Let me destroy them! We had a good time with those guards. Feral little kitty. Murderous little Witch..."

Evelyn growled. She felt her hands frosting, her her eyes glazing over. 

"Ah ah ah...I wouldn't do that, my dear little crank." Janson warned sweetly. 

He held up the remote, pointing it at the line of Gladers. The cackling in her head kept going. Her eyes went wide, panic took over. She shook her head wildly. Her eyes travelled over the line of the guys. They all looked alright for the most part. Her eyebrows furrowed. She scanned the line again. She didn't see Teresa or Aris. Maybe they were with Chuck, Kennedy, Gally and Alby. 

"Ahh, you see that your missing two individuals." Janson was watching her with a wild gleam in his eye. He pocketed the remote for a second and pulled a walkie-talkie out, "Bring her in!" 

The Berg behind him opened a door and a ramp extended. Standing framed in the light behind her, was a woman dressed in a crisp clean white suit. She descended the ramp, with the smoke billowing around her, the fires that flickered around them still made her look the evil villains in books. 

"Ahhh Chancellor Ava Paige." Janson cooed, nodding his head. 

"This is all of them?" Her voice was sharp and crisp. She remembered the voice. It was a sharp pain in her mind, Ava Paige...she was the only people who came to her stone dungeon room as a child. And a cold realization spread over Evelyn, she was the one who ordered the terrible surgery when she was only 13. 

"They have appeared to have lost a few." 

Evelyn growled. Anger and pain coursed through her. Ava looked down at her. She raised an eyebrow and looked at Janson. 

"Is this really necessary?" 

"Look behind you chancellor, look what she's capable of when she is wild and loose." 

Janson indicated with his hand, Evelyn twisted her head as best she could, the metal muzzle made it difficult. But she saw a pile of frozen and bloody bodies. She smirked as best she could. The crank cackled in her head. 

"Good job my murderous little Witch. My feral Kitten with her sharp claws...my beautiful murderous creature."  The voice cooed in her head. Evelyn's head jerked to the side, like the voice pulled her. 

"Look, even now she's trying to crank out." Janson spat, and jerked on the chains attached to her weird hand coverings. She fell forwards because of Janson's tug. Evelyn snarled as best she could, her eyes frosting and the the sharp pain in her infected veins throbbed with the ice. 

"Enough Janson. Where are our two helpers?" 

"Ahh yeah, come here my dears." 

Teresa and Aris stumbled forwards. Aris was staring straight ahead, his eyes blank and vacant. Teresa's head was jerking, all the muscles in her neck were working, straining. Her body was stiff. It looked like she was fighting against something huge and invisible. She had tears running down her face. 

 "What the shuck? Tessa?" Minho asked. Evelyn could hear the hurt and confusion in his voice. 

"Aris?" Sonya asked.

"Wait, what's on?" Jeff asked

"She must be with them!" Percy cried. 

"Since when?" Frypan asked.

Janson smiled, his beady dark eyes lighting up with a wild evil glint. He placed his hand on Teresa's shoulder. Her face flinched but she didn't move, her body stone still, all her muscles tense. "Oh, Teresa's had an evolved appreciation of the greater  good. Once we restored her memories, it was only a of time." 

"That doesn't make any bloody sense!" Newt cried. 

"Did you not see her tattoo?" Janson asked, raising an eyebrow, "hers and Aris. The betrayer and the partner."

"No! My sister would never do that! Not after everything we went through!" Thomas cried. 

"Look at their body language and eyes." Sonny growled, "They are being controlled like Gally and Alby..and Newt."

"It was quite simple really. We accessed her and B1's chip, and found your exact location, it seemed she was in Crank City at a building now called Saint & Sinners Club. From there we tracked her chip. Once she was in proper range, here in the mountains, we flipped it on, and we had full control over her and The Partner." Janson indicated to Aris.

Minho snarled in anger. He tried to get to his feet, but Janson clicked a button on his remote and Evelyn screamed into her gage again. Her body convulsed and she crumpled to the ground. Her body jumping with blue electricity, the fire in her nerve endings exploded in so much pain her stomach clenched, threatening to throw up. She twisted and convulsed on the ground, tears streamed down her face, silently screaming. 

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry Evy!" Minho cried, tears now in his dark angry eyes.

"Compliance, Subject A7." Janson said quietly, holding the remote at him. Minho growled again.

"I had no choice. This is the only way. We have to find a cure."

"She's right." Aris said in such a robotic monotone voice it was creepy. His jaw went slack, and he stood rooted to the spot, his eyes glazed over and unblinking.

"This is all just a to an end. You used to that, Thomas. And you too Evelyn. No matter what you think of me..."

"You had her locked in her room for like 15 years. How is she supposed to know any different? You had us locked away from everything! How were we supposed to know?!" Thomas cried, throwing a hand to point at Evelyn, who was still laying on the ground, still panting hard. Her body was coated in sweat, from the electric shocks.

"We had no choice but to believe your bloody shucken lies!" Sonya growled.

"Carful B5." Janson growled, pointing the remote at Sonya now. Evelyn saw Sonny growl and shift slightly closer to her, his eyes narrowed.

"I am not a monster. I'm a doctor. I swore an oath to find a cure! No matter the cost. I just need more time." Ava said simply. Like she was board of the conversation. She turned to Janson. 

"Load them up. And bring those other two cranks with them." She indicated to Jorge and Brenda who were being held at gun point in the back. 

Janson tugged on Evelyn's chains. She struggled to her feet and had no choice but to follow. Teresa and Aris followed like robots. The WICKED guards hauled each Glader and Group B girl onto their feet and filed them into The Berg. 

Janson pulled Evelyn into the belly of the Berg . A huge guard slammed the butt end of his gun into the back of her knees forcing her to her knees. The guards attached her chains to the wall, so her arms were out stretched. Her body was exhausted but she couldn't lay down, she just sagged, her arms pulling.

The rest of the guards filled in behind the Gladers and Group B. Guns raised. A guard stepped forwards, and pulled his mask off, he had bright red hair

 "My name's David," the man said, his voice loud in the new silence, broken only by the low hum of the ship's engines and thrusters. "And don't worry, you're right. Everything is going to change, your safe now."

Thomas nodded mockingly. "Yeah, we've heard that before. This time we mean it. We're not going to sit back and let you treat us like rats anymore. We're done."

"We just watched RatMan tasse Evelyn!" Newt cried, dropping down in front of her, gently lifting her head.

David took a moment to scan the large cargo hold, maybe seeing whether the others agreed with what Thomas had just said. Thomas didn't dare break his gaze, though. Evelyn glared at the red haired guy as well. She didn't believe anything from WICKED.

Finally, David looked back at Thomas, then slowly got to his feet, raising a hand in conciliation as he did so. "What you don't understand is that everything has gone and will continue to go as planned. But you're right, the Trials are complete. We're taking you to a place of safety―a real place of safety. No more tests, no more lies, no more setups. No more pretending."

He paused. "I can only promise one thing. When you hear why we've put you through this, and why it's so important that so many of you survived, you'll understand. I promise you'll understand."

Minho snorted. "That's the biggest bunch of klunk I've ever heard in my life." He had pulled a now sobbing Teresa into his arms. Thomas crouched down beside his sister, worry in his whiskey brown eyes.

Evelyn saw that Aris sat crumpled in the corner, his head in his hands, Harriet and Amy pulled him into a hug.

"And what about the cure? We were promised. For us and the two who helped us get here. How can we believe anything you tell us?" Nick asked, straightening his glasses. He had taken a protective step in front of Brenda.

"Think what you want for now," David said. "Things will change from here out, and you'll get the cure, just like you were told. As soon as we get back to headquarters. There'll be nothing else for you to fight against, no tests or trials to ignore or refuse. Our Berg will land, you'll see that you're safe and cured, and then you can do what you want. The only thing we'll ever ask you to do again is to listen. Only to listen. I'm sure you're at least intrigued by what's behind all this?"

"No more bloody games!" Newt snapped. 

"First sign of trouble," Minho added, "we start fighting. If that means we die, then so be it."

Evelyn growled from behind her muzzle. Newt and now Sonya were doing their best to support her. Everyone in the Berg cargo hold looked the same. Jorge and Brenda were eyeing the guns and guards wearily, knowing they had to still put up the act now of Cranks. But every singe Glader and Group B girl had the look of miss trust, anger and exhaustion. But they backed what Minho said. If they died fighting for freedom, then so be it.

David smiled fully this time. "You know, that's exactly what we predicted you'd do at this point."

**THE END OF BOOK 2**

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**The shackles that Janson uses on Evelyn. Elsa/Frozen inspired. ;) **

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**On to The Broken Healer, Book 3** 

**What do we think..? What's going to happen? Any predictions?**