Newt's POV
Nobody said anything on the way to the safe haven. How could we ? Raylea is dead.
I sit beside her clutching her hand. Its been days since we arrived back at the safe haven. I haven't let go of her hand once. Time goes by so slowly, each second that goes past I'm waiting for her to open those beautiful eyes. It hasn't sunk in yet, that shes gone. I don't think it ever will sink in.
"Newt" Minho calls. I look up and see him by the door. "You need to sleep" he tells me. I shake my head and look back at Raylea's unmoving body.
"I can't, not yet" i tell him sadly. He nods before slowly leaving. I look at her staff in the corner of the room. I stand up and place it beside her on the bed. I wrap her spare hand around it, she always had a connection with it, she'd want it to be with her.
Just as I'm about to leave the room a green mist comes from her staff. It floats through the air and into her chest. I watch in confusion. After a few seconds the green crystal on top of the staff looses its colour and becomes completely clear.
Suddenly her eyes open and she bursts into a fit of coughs. I look at her in shock before enveloping her in a hug. "I love you, i love you so much" i tell her as I hold into her for dear life.
"What happened ?" She asks me, her voice sounds sore.
"A miracle" i tell her as i press my lips against hers.
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The last battle - sequel to The War Of The Wall - Newt
FanfictionSequel to The War Of The Wall Newts alive. Problem is he is still in the scorch. The gladers set out to save him and meet some trouble along the way. Question is who has Newt ? Is it WICKED ? Or will the gladers make a new enemy ? Will the gladers b...
