Maze Runner: Scorch Trials Zombies Novels & Stories

I exhaled sharply and watched as the other warriors retreated backward so that the center where Marcus was standing was left free. I slowly found my way to the center with him and Rainbow joined me. Marcus nodded as he examined us both. "No weapons allowed. Use your body alone, anyhow you see fit, as your weapon. I want to see how smart you are, not just your strength or speed," he explained. Then he stepped away and left the floor for Rainbow and me. She glared at me harshly and like before, it burned into me, leaving both my wolf and I restless. My heart sank and I exhaled sharply. Perhaps it was not going to be as bad as I thought. This was my only excuse to be close to her. My wolf stirr

But it surely meant this wasn’t about brute strength, rather it was about strategy and critical thinking. From somewhere above, the elder’s disembodied voice rang out and echoed through the space. “To pass this trial, you must reach the center of the labyrinth before the time runs out, you have just five minutes. But beware, for this is no ordinary maze. It shifts, it deceives, and it will test your mind and body.” The moment he finished speaking, a deep gong sounded. Nobody hesitated, they all rushed through the maze with speed that astounded me. Once again, this reminded me that these contestants were from different species, even ones I knew nothing of, Scarvyn’s were fast, but I had zero

“All of us have to earn our places. No shortcuts.” “But…” I blinked. “Do I have to do the empathy maze? Because I’m very empathetic, I think. Like, yesterday I cried watching a pigeon limp across the courtyard.” Dee chuckled. “Then you’ll do just fine. But yes, empathy maze, obstacle course, and a magical background scan.” My mind spun. “What does the scan do? Will it detect fallen angel energy? Will it break the machine? What if I accidentally explode something?” “Then,” Riven said dryly, “you’ll look very impressive.”

His screams reverberated across the corridor, and we heard the sound of flesh getting ripped off bones. That did not last long. Silence returned soon after. … We burst out of the center's entrance, but the sight that greeted us made us inhale sharply. We were surrounded by a swarm of zombies. Hundreds of them, by the looks of it. It was nigh impossible to reach our vehicle like this. Unless… "I'll distract them! You guys run when you see an opening!" Determined, I shoved the sample into my deputy's arms and told him to get that back to base safely.

That was suicide. And then there were the surviving candidates. To live, to reduce the competition, they wouldn't hesitate to turn their blades on me, the one who seemed the weakest. Just then, the new trial mission was released, every word dripping with blood: 【Phase Two Mission: Token Collection】 【Collect at least ten tokens from other caves within the next three days】 【Those who fail will be consumed by the blood moon on the seventh day】 I gripped the comb tightly, looking out at the unfathomable darkness of the rainforest outside the cave.

The first zombie broke through the defenses, its rotting fingers grabbing the edge of the deck as it climbed up! "Ah!" Screams erupted instantly. The zombie was bloated. Its eyes hung on its cheeks as it lunged straight at me. "Clarissa!" Hans yelled, immediately raising his gun and aiming at the zombie in front of me. The next second, he was immediately drawn to Winnie's scream. "Hans! I'm scared!" He hesitated for a second before immediately turning his gun toward the zombies near Winnie. My heart sank to the bottom of my stomach.

I knew she had probably blocked me again. I returned to the dorm in a daze and stared blankly for a long time at the scratch card I had just exchanged. Finally, I gathered the courage to start scratching. First row, nothing. Second row, nothing either. By the third row, still nothing. By the time I reached the last row, I closed my eyes in resignation and scratched randomly. After a long moment, I opened my trembling eyes. I had won! The prize column read five million dollars!

And finally, Senna, a Beta who fought dirty and loved it. They all wanted me dead. The announcer's voice crackled overhead. "Racers, the semi-final course will test your limits. You'll face the Hellscape, a four-mile run through fire, collapsed structures, and live combat zones. The top two finishers advance to the finals." Live combat zones. That was new. I checked my gear one last time. Juno had embedded three micro-cameras this time—one in my helmet, one in my chest plate, one in my glove. If I went down, at least the footage would survive.

Trial Two is called the Endurance Maze. The sect built it into the mountain's lower face — a formation-carved labyrinth that floods with condensed Ki pressure at random intervals, meant to test whether a candidate's body and spirit can handle sustained hostile energy without collapsing. Officially, you pass by reaching the exit. Unofficially, you pass by not getting carried out on a stretcher, which happens to roughly one in eight candidates based on the exit crowd I observe from the Trial Two staging area.

The conditions needed to birth elite zombies were cut off early. If she wanted higher-level zombies now, she had to go farther out. A massive zombie grinder rolled out from the extended wall. The enormous steel shovel plowed through zombie packs, carving a straight red road through the field. Modified loaders scooped up crystal cores as they went. Hayley hummed to herself in the cab, foot on the accelerator, enjoying the steady stream of kill notifications ticking up in her head. By the time she reached the far end, she was already close to halfway done with her quota.