The Maze Runner -Flare In Flames- |Newt X Reader|

Chapter 11~Risks~

Y/N's POV
       I can't believe my eyes. Is this a Wicked city? I thought we destroyed Wicked when Ava Paige was killed. "Show yourselves!" Someone shouts from the land on their doc. Minho ducks his head down over by the edge as he runs towards Thomas and I away from the voice. I look over to Thomas with wide eyes. "We have to leave." I whisper. He just stares as if he has nothing to say. "Thomas!" I whisper shout, "What if they know about me?!" I mention with horror in my tone. Minho nudges his arm as he snaps out of his gaze. "You're right." He whispers turning to the others. "You guys! We can't stay here! It's Wicked. They might know about Y/N and from the looks of that screen," Thomas whisper shouts starring towards the wanted board flashing pictures of our faces and names. "They already know about our attack at the last city... or what we thought was the last city." Thomas adds. "Um... too late. Look." Minho states pointing the opposite direction of the city. Another boat blocking us from leaving. "Oh my god." Harriet spits out. "What do we do?" Aris questions as little Violet's hand is attached to his. "We just want to know what you're doing here." The same person from before shouts onto the boat. Jorge takes a deep breath before stepping closer to the edge facing the city where the man is standing. "Jorge no..." I whisper trying to prevent him, but it's too late. "We were just exploring. We'll be on our way now." Jorge offers. "I'm sorry, but I can't let you do that until after we search your ship." The man informs, with his deep and very intimidating voice. Jorge glances back before speaking again facing the man. "Is there a problem sir?" Jorge asks calmly. "It's just procedure. We have to check for infection." The man mentions as my eyes close. I look at Minho with worry in my expression. "You are welcome to search our ship." Jorge give in as my eyes widen. "Thank you for complying. After we check each individual on your ship, you may continue your journey to wherever you're headed." The deep voiced man informs as Gally pulls Jorge back towards me and the others. "What the hell!?" Gally whispers. "What was I supposed to say? No? Then it'll be obvious that we're hiding something. They'll come on, check us and our temperatures, and we'll be good to go. Those three just need to keep their heads down." Jorge explains. My heart begins to race even more. Someone from Wicked is going to be inches from us. And we're wanted fugitives. Jorge goes to let the small bridge down for the people to get on our boat. I watch as Gally tucks his pistol inside his pants for protection. We make eye contact as I nod signifying he's in the right to be carrying the weapon. If one guard identifies us... we're as good as dead.
       Thomas, Minho, and I stand behind the others as three people from the city come aboard the ship. The sight is strange. None of them are wearing Wicked uniforms. The oldest man, I assume, was the one speaking to us earlier. He has dark brown hair, almost black, and is a tall individual. The two other people look young. Early 20's maybe. One has bright blonde hair while the other has red hair. I stand in front of Thomas and Minho, so I will get examined first. The men get through the rest of the group fast. I quickly look down as the older man with the deep voice walks up to me. "Ma'am, how are you doing today?" The man questions feeling the top of my head for a fever. "Fine." I reply. "Do you feel sick, dazed, or like you are going to vomit?" The man interrogates as I stare at his shoes. "No sir." I stare blankly. "Any sudden feelings of rage, violence, or hostility towards anything or anyone?" The man asks. "No." I answer my heart beating through my chest. "Okay. I am going to do a pat down. Put your arms out please." He informs. I do as I'm told while he starts patting from my hand to my shoulder on each side. Then he pats down my sides and down to my legs. "Alright. You're all clean." He mentions before I exhale in relief. Finally, we can travel far away from this horrid place. "Sorry for the inconvenience." I reply as his presence doesn't leave me. I continue to keep my head down. "Why don't you look up at me?" The man questions putting his hands on his hips. Shit what do I do? What do I say? "It's a complicated explanation." I state while my palms start to sweat. He grows quiet. "Ma'am. Look up at me." He orders more stern this time. "Sir I just don't see how that's necessary-." I try until he stops me. "Either you look up at me, or I will order my men to lock up your friends in our cells." The man threatens. There's no way to get around this. Either I show him my identity, or he takes us all captive. I slowly look up at the man. His dark brown eyes lock on mine while he stares at the sight before him. He almost seems surprised, and I don't blame him. He doesn't say anything at all. He just stares. What is he waiting for? Just take me already, so my anxiety of the situation doesn't take me first. "Y/N..." He quietly speaks. "I need you to come with me." He says quietly. "No! I'm not going anywhere with you!" I shout before he covers his hand on my mouth silencing me. I watch as Minho grabs hold of the guards arm with a strong force. I start to squirm before he gazes at me with a certain look on his face. He turns around to the other two younger men checking the rest of our group. "You two! Go. I'll take care of this." The older man orders and the two nod. "Yes sir." The one with the red hair states as they both make their way off of the boat. The older man rotates back to me releasing his hand from my mouth. "What the hell is this?" I question as the rest of our group migrates around us. "Y/N. I need you to come with me. You're not safe here." The older man scans around before looking back at me. "And I'm safe with you? Since when has Wicked ever been safe for anyone?!" I start to yell as he puts his hand over my mouth again. All the sudden, Gally pulls the pistol out from his pants. "Let her go man." He threatens pointing the weapon at the taller man while he takes his hand off of me. "Son. Lower the gun. I am not the enemy. You'll meet your enemies if you don't come with me." The man tries as I jump into the conversation. "How can we trust you. We can't trust anyone." I mention as he nods. "We are not Wicked. It is very hard to explain, and I can give you more details when we're somewhere safe like Amanda's office." The brown headed man advises. "Amanda?" Minho continues, "Who the hell is Amanda?" I watch as Gally continues to hold the pistol up to the intimidating man in front of me. "Amanda is the leader of our city. She can tell you more about the city and it's origins. But we need to go now. If anyone else sees you besides me or Amanda, they will not hesitate to turn you in." The man speaks focusing more on me. "Why me specifically? All three of us are wanted?" I ask as the man talking about Thomas, Minho, and I as he turns towards the screen. "There's a $500,000 bounty on you Y/N." He states as I look closer at the board. 'Wanted' labeled above my picture. Underneath my picture is what I missed. '$500,000 Reward For Who Ever Turns Her In Alive'. My eyes widen at the sight. The word 'alive' gives me a small feeling of ease. Everyone knows me... they know my name, my family... and they know that I'm the cure. "So please come with me. We can keep you all safe." The man promises as I think. Do I trust him? I want to. What if this Amanda woman can help us create a cure? Or what if he's lying? What if they just want to kill me and take my blood? I don't know what to do. "Okay." I say as Gally pulls me aside, "We don't even know this shank!?" He stares at me with almost anger in his eyes. "We don't know anyone Gally. And we will never know unless we take a couple risks here and there." I state as he rolls his eyes. "Risks will get us killed." He tries to convince me. "You knew we were going to have to take some risks coming here Gally. If you weren't up for taking those risks, you should have stayed on the island." I sass him as he argues back, "What about Violet? We're putting her in serious potential danger by going with him." I glare at the freckled boy. "We're all in potential danger. We will all be in potential danger wherever we go. We will protect her. Gally... I need you to trust me." I persuade as his eyes fall down to the floor of the ship. "Y/N I trust you more than I've ever trusted anyone else." Gally admits. "Then trust me right now," I start putting my hand on his shoulder, "Show me you trust me by going with this man." The air grows silent before Gally turns to the brown haired man. "Listen here shank. You do anything to hurt these people in any way, I'm putting a bullet in that shuck brain of yours. Got it." Gally threatens pushing the gun against his forehead. "I can assure you... you're all safe with me." He states. "Now I need you three," The man starts pointing at Thomas, Minho, and I, "to be in the middle as we walk. Keep your heads down and do not let anyone see your face. Most people in the community won't be so friendly considering there's $500,000 on the line. As for the rest of you, walk around them. You will all follow me to Amanda's office." He orders as Violet grabs my hand. "Stay in front of me sweetheart." I say as she nods. I can see the terror through her eyes. I give her a smile showing her that it will be okay. The rest of the group gathers around the three of us fugitives to help hide our identities. I just hope I'm making the right call.
       The people of the city continue their duties as we are escorted to this so called Amanda's office. Thomas and Minho strictly keep their heads down, but because I am shorter than most of the people around us, there are some exceptions. The people of the city are enclosed by a decently sized wall. Nothing like the wall at the last city, but a wall is a wall none the less. If this place really isn't Wicked like that man said... this could be a real home. "How much longer?" Gally questions walking right behind the man. "We're interning the main building. Keep your heads down... especially from cameras." The man states as I take it that's my cue to put my head back down. We walk though sliding doors into a cold building with white floors. I focus on little Violet in front of me as she is still clasped to my hand. Suddenly we stop walking. I slowly peak up to see the man in front of an elevator. I snap my head back down after seeing the reason we have stopped walking. All the sudden, Thomas taps my shoulder. I turn my head back to him. "What?" I whisper as he points back at a screen. The room we are in is huge. Like a ginormous hospital. I focus my attention on the screen Thomas is trying to show me. It's video footage of Ava Paige's city being attacked. Footage of Thomas, Minho, Newt, and I running though the hallways and jumping out of the window plays. Then a lady comes over the screen. "You've seen it folks. These people are dangerous. If you see them, contact officials immediately." The black haired lady announces. I read the bottom caption: "Local Immunes Attack Dr. Ava Paige's City." Underneath that is our names and our subject numbers. Thomas pushes my head down turning me back around because we're walking into the elevator. We all cram into the decent sized elevator as the man pushes the number 9. I strictly look down considering the fact that there could be cameras inside this elevator. "We're almost there." The man informs. "Does this woman... Amanda her name was... even know we're coming?" Frypan makes a great point. How do we know she won't turn us in? "No." The man turns around continuing, "But when she sees her." He stares at me as everyone looks towards me. "She'll understand why I brought you." He mentions turning back around. I feel someone gently grab my right arm pulling me back a little bit. "This shank is going to turn us in." Minho's voice whispers into my ear. "Why else would this Amanda person understand why he brought us? Y/N, I don't feel good about this one bit." Minho warns as I turn my head to the side of me he's on. "Just trust me Minho. That's all I ask." I state as he sighs. "I trust you." Minho finishes as the elevator doors open up. The man immediately walks out as we slowly revert back to the formation we were in all the way here. There's a door at the end of this short hallway. I suppose that is the place we're heading. The man stops at the door and puts in a passcode I cannot see. All I hear is the beeps of each number hit sounding like a made up tune of a 3 year old. We all walk in after the man as he shuts the door. Thomas, Minho, and I continue to keep our heads down. "Shawn..." A British lady's voice speaks suddenly. "You're back so soon? And who are these people you have brought with you? I do not recognize them." The voice states, her accent exactly like Newt's was. "Ms. Amanda," says the man who escorted us here, Shawn, is his name. Shawn turns to us. "It's okay. You can show her who you are." The others who are all in front of us start to clear the way between me and the voice. I keep my head down starring down at the young Violet and her brown hair. "Who are you?" The woman questions as I feel Minho and Thomas' presence behind me. I take a deep breath in. Here goes nothing. I slowly lift my head up as my eyes lay on a beautiful woman around her mid 20's. She has blonde hair pulled back into a clip, a warm looking black cardigan on, and pajama pants. She is short, only a little taller than me. She's about 10 feet away from us. Her eyes are wide as a tea cup with a tiny plate underneath rests in her hands. She looks as if she's frozen in time. The air is quiet and cold. Seems like she has a good living space with excellent air conditioning. Amanda doesn't say anything. She just stares at the three of us Wicked fugitives. I guess I should probably say something. "Hi there Amanda. My name is Y/N. It's nice to meet you." I start off stepping a few steps forward. Amanda slowly sets down her cup of tea and walks towards me. She is skinny as she pulls her cardigan around her. "Is it you?" She questions astonished by the sight. "Are you really here in front of me?" She questions starring at every feature on my face. I nod with a smile. "Yes." I start off taking a deep breath, "And we need your help."