The Real Savior (Newt X Reader)

Chapter 9

Thomas You're The Real Leader.

(Y/N) kept on seeing that plaque around as she walked. Gripping her water container tightly, she contend in walking. That water container was all she had gotten when she went to that abandoned house. There was no more food but a few clothes that were tattered and water.

(Y/N) was thankful for what she had, even if it was few to what the Gladers and Sticks have, wherever they were. She just kept on walking and walking, hoping to see someone that she knew. She knew which direction to take and she knew that the particular way that she took were of the Gladers, not the Sticks'.

She survived through the lightning storms and carefully sneaked away from Jorge's group who were now almost past the Gone. She didn't want to have any trouble with Cranks since it would just delay her.

Now (Y/N) was walking alongside a factory. She was searching for food around here and she thought that there might be. She doesn't care if there were Cranks around since all she cared for was the food. Her stomach grumbled as she walked around, taking cautious steps. It was then she began to smell something. Something revolting yet drool worthy.

(Y/N) followed her nose and searched for that delicious smell. Her nose has taken over her entire body since she didn't care if she was running too fast or making too loud sounds. She stopped running and saw what she was smelling.

A dead body.

(Y/N) wanted to look away and run away from it since it still seemed fresh. But then she started to walk towards it. Her feet were moving on its own and her hands had this itching need to go and touch the body. The urge to go to the body was so strong that she was now kneeling in front of it. She took in a deep breath and she thought that she would gag from the stench but she didn't. Instead, she began to feel hungrier.

(Y/N)'s eyes widened when she knew what she wanted to do. She wanted to eat the body. It was the Crank side of her that wanted it. She might not turn into a Crank but the desires and wants of a Crank will be a part of her. There will be a crazy side of her. A monster side of her. It scared her. 

Now with her need to eat it, she was horrified. But then her stomach growled and she started to do the unthinkable.

She started to eat him.

As she was eating, she saw the things that were surrounding him. It was a water bottle and a blanket. She took the supplies from him. Using this person's clothes, she wiped away the blood that was on her face and hands. That was the only time that she was able to take a good look on his face. She knew who this boy was.

It was Troy.

He was one of the Gladers in the Maze. (Y/N) gasped and backed away in shock. She couldn't believe that she ate one of her friends. She let out a loud cry and she didn't care if any Crank heard it. She feels like she couldn't live with herself with what she's done.

"What was that?" She heard someone asked.

"That isn't Teresa again is it?" She heard another person ask.

"It might've been a Crank," another person said.

(Y/N) recognized those voices. She knew who they were. It was the Gladers, she's found them at last. But she doesn't want to see them. She doesn't want them to see the monstrosity of what she's done.

"Should we check it out?"

"We should hermano," this was a voice she doesn't know. "We need to make sure that this place is safe enough before we rest for the night."

"Safe?" (Y/N) heard someone scoff. It's obvious this was Minho. "Have you see where we are right now?" Definitely Minho.

"Hey! Hey! I can cut a finger out of your hand right now. Watch what you say to me."