We slip through the shattered remains of the city, the air heavy with smoke and the acrid scent of burning debris, each step appears like a gamble, the distant shouts of WICKED soldiers and the occasional rumble of explosions keeping us on edge, Thomas claims the lead, his gaze scanning every corner and shadow "the Berg is waiting just outside the city limits" he notifies, his voice low but determined "we have to keep moving, no matter what", Newt leans dependently on me, his breathing labored, I worriedly notice the heat radiating off him, his fever climbing expeditiously with every passing moment. His steps falter, and I tighten my grip, determined not to let him fall "just a little further" I whisper to him, though I'm not certain if I'm attempting to reassure him or myself, Gally, walking just ahead, glances back over his shoulder "how much time do we have?", "not enough" Minho mutters, his tone sharp as he scans the desolate streets "WICKED's not going to stop chasing us, and they've probably figured out where we're heading by now", "then we better move faster" Thomas replies, motioning for us to accelerate our pace, the city appears similar to a graveyard. The remnants of its former life reduced to rubble and ash, broken buildings loom over us, their jagged edges casting ominous shadows, every sound, a creak, a distant shout, even the wind, sets my nerves on edge, the air around us is tainted an unsettling shade of red, casting this ghostly glow on our group, Gally waves us forward, leading us towards a street filled with those fleeing the scene of the invasion "we're getting close, Newt" he advises, glancing down at the map in his hand "the Berg should be just on the other side of this industrial zone". "Just leave me", I send him a glare, not approving his comment "fat chance, either you are coming with us or we are staying here with you" I argue, not at all entertaining the idea of possibly abandoning him, he doesn't argue, but the expression on his face, mixed with something that's much too similar to a farewell, makes my stomach drop, I force myself to keep moving, even as my legs threaten to buckle weakly under the weight of my fear, only wincing momentarily as a distant explosion or bloodcurdling scream reverberates off the buildings around us. Before we have a chance to even cross the street out from the concealment of the building that was providing us cover, a flaming car comes barreling through the streets, causing us to yelp out in surprise "GET BACK!" Gally instructs us tensely, already scrambling back into the cover of the building, I quickly place Newt the furthest away from the commotion, watching in horror as the car rolls across the street for a moment before coming to a harsh halt that causes a fiery explosion, following close behind is a wave of rebels with their guns trained, prepared for their assault. It takes only a few seconds for the entire area to descend into madness, the five of us watch the scene unfold, frozen with fear with our faces pale, as if our prayers have been answered, the low sound of a giant mechanic plane pierces through the chaos of the battle raging on just inches in front of us, the five of us glance up at the sky, I release a strangled cry of joy, realizing that the only Berg that would be flying in the area would be the one Brenda and the Serum is located on. But as we promptly prepare to head towards the direction of the Berg, Newt remains grounded, brushing off our hands "go without me", I shake my head lividly, my voice trembling as I step closer to him "no, stop saying that" I refuse to entertain the idea, not fond of the relenting tone in his voice "we're not leaving you, Newt, we're not", his gaze finds mine, glossed and exhausted, but resolute "I'm slowing you down" he murmurs, his words heavy with finality "you'll never make it if you guys keep dragging me along-", "we will make it," Thomas interrupts him sharply. His eyes flicker over to Minho, keeping his expression composed as Newt momentarily coughs violently and his breathing becomes more laborous "Minho, I want you to run ahead, get the Serum and meet back up with us as soon as you can", Minho merely turns his attention towards him, his expression full of disbelief "Minho, please" Thomas begs of him "I can cover you" Gally agrees with Thomas, gripping his gun tensely already rising to his feet to scope out their route, before Minho can join him, Newt clasps his hand arouns Minho's arm, his once chestnut gaze now a inky black. "Thank you, Minho" Newt expresses his eternal gratitude towards his friend, the person who saved him when we was at his lowest and was stubborn enough to coerce him to live a life worthy of living "for everything" he continues, Minho shakes his head, not accepting the tender words as an expression of farewell "you just hang in there, okay?" He encourages him, vainly attempting to remain optomistic, unable to say antthing further to his ill friend, Minho rises to his feet and coerces himself to follow directly after Gally, I remain at Newt's side, caressing his shoulder. Crouching down beside him, refusing to accept the inevitable, my hands trembling as they rest on his fevered shoulders, his breathing is shallow, and his face is pale, but his lips curve into a small, bittersweet smile as he looks at me lovingly "Rose" he murmurs, his voice barely a whisper, each word an effort, I lean in closer, my heart pounding so hard I can hear it in my ears "you know, I used to dream about what life would be like after all of this, after WICKED, the Trials, the running. Just... A normal life. You and me."
Author's info- Hello, Reader! Okay, this is your warning to grab the tissues and prepare yourself. Everything from this point is going to be very heartbreaking and some of you guys might be mad at me but oh well. I promise I am writing the situation the way I am for a reason. Now with that being said I hope you guys are enjoying the book. If you are leave a vote, comment or share my book! I need all the support I can get! Life is still crazy! I may or may not be able to update on Fridays and Sundays only because my schedule is so packed I hsve no time for anything else. So I apologize in advance if I do disappear for days at a time. I do have a life outside of this app so please be mindful of it. Thank you for listening to my rambling. See you in the next chapter! Later reader!
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