The Real Savior (Newt X Reader)

Chapter 31

(Y/N) woke up hearing soft couple of footsteps inside the Berg. She felt weaker than before, she couldn't lift her entire body, much less open her mouth. She could have thought that it might be her friends back again.

"Newt." No voice came out of her.

"This place looks deserted," she heard a male voice say.

The voice didn't sound familiar. She had no idea who it was or what they're going to do.

(Y/N) tried to move but she couldn't. She knew that her room would be searched one time or another. She had to hide, but she couldn't. She never knew that she would miss being able to lose control of herself to the Crank side. But now, the blood has depleted her body and she was now weak.

No more virus inside her that could save her anymore. She was back to being the same old (Y/N) that she was before everything happened. Before she knew that she was the Cure and before WICKED experimented on her.

"Let's just check this room. Then we'll leave."

Oh no.

A sudden surge of adrenaline filled (Y/N)'s body but it wasn't like before. She found herself sitting down. She tried to stand but she couldn't stay for a second and fell on the ground. Her shoulder had received the impact and she felt as if it broke. Her mouth opened but a scream couldn't leave her mind.

"Did you hear that?" A second male voice asked.

"Inside."

The footsteps were nearer and (Y/N)'s heart was thumping loudly. She thought that it was loud enough for everyone to hear. The door opened and (Y/N) saw two men come inside. With the label on their chest, it was obvious that they're working for WICKED.

Shuck.

"Oh well would you look at that," the first voice said. "It's the Chancellor's daughter."

"We're going to fetch a might price when we take her back," the second voice said.

"But haven't you heard the stories?"

"Look at her! She clearly is weak. Or haven't you heard what Dr. Janson has reported about her."

"No I haven't," the first guy crossed his arms.

"Whatever mutant ability this girl had, it's gone and without it, she's dying. So we can definitely take her back."

One of them left while the other guy stayed behind. (Y/N) had no idea who it was, if it was the first guy or the second. She didn't care anymore. She was dying and she was going to be sent back into WICKED. That guard walked towards (Y/N) with a wicked smile that bore into (Y/N)'s head. He crouched in front of her and (Y/N) saw him take out some rope behind him and something else.

A gun.

"Now I don't care about what Dr. Jansen said about you dying. I'm not taking any chances, you monster."

Monster.

He tied her arms behind her and did the same with her legs.

"No. Please, no," she moaned. "Please."

"You know, that's the same thing that my brother said. You know before you killed him."

"What?" No voice came out of her once again.

"You don't even know him do you? You can't remember if you ate him or just killed him. You've killed a lot of people, monster."

He slung her on his shoulder and the process hurt her stomach and her shoulder. She let out a groan of pain. The man carried her out of the Berg and she saw that they were headed inside a white van with the label WICKED written on it.

(Y/N) saw that it was still night but she thought that she could see the sun beginning to rise a little. The other guy was in the driver's seat, waiting for them with his Launcher clasped in his hand.

(Y/N) had no energy to be free of his grasp, she barely had any energy to speak anymore. She was thrown at the back of the van and her shoulder ached once more. She really thinks that it's broken.

"You're life will become hell when you get back," she heard one of them say.

Then she was back being surrounded by darkness when the van closed. She felt the van start and as much as (Y/N) wanted to escape, she couldn't. There was nothing she could do. She wasn't as strong as she was before. She was back to being ordinary.

A single tear left her eyes because she broke her promise to Newt.

I'm sorry.

A/N: Hey guys, so some of my updates won't be as long as it was before. It's not because I have nothing to write, quite the contrary really. I'm just trying to sort of copy James Dashner's writing style. If some of you have read the books, you can see that some of the chapters are like sometimes two or three pages long. I'm not using that as an excuse for short chapters, it's just that this chapter has said its story and the following will say their own.

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