The Maze Runner Imagines: Newt (Thomas Brodie Sangster) Book 2

Survivours AU x Fallout

Emptyness.

The only true constant.

Everything fades, and everything dies.

I remember the day this all began, it a seemed so normal.

I remember waking up in my bed, it was a red racecar my bed. With clown sheets and my favourite bear to hold me close. I remember waking up to the sweet salty smell of my mother's cooking, I jumped from the bed and ran to the kitchen to find my mother had burnt the toast and bacon as she had been busy dealing with my baby sister. My father just laughed it off and went out for breakfast donuts.

It all seemed so normal, so peaceful.

But not long after that the news came through, my mouth packed a bag with everything she could fit for me and another for my sister taking us by the hand up to the hill a man said something about places that I later leant was places in the shelter, safe from the bombs that where imminate to fall.

And like all good parents did, they made the men take the children all of us the eldest just ten from my town all of us saved from the horror of that war.

Now we have emerged from our shelters, and hiding places.

To scout this empty world for survivors and supplies to keep ourselves Alive.

I miss my parents everyday, what little I remember of them.

And I miss my sister, I don't know what happened to her the shelter men took her from me not long after we got settled her only being a baby... I never saw her again.

I walked along the dusty windy planes for days I was almost out of water and days out of food, I felt like I was ready to drop dead.

""ey mate! You alive?" A voice asked from the dusty cloud to the north

"Yeah!" I yelled and within seconds a boy came from the dust,

His leather pants tight to his skinny body, his chest bare covered in what looked like years of dust and sand, a brown moth eaten jacket over him with some protective sections on his back and shoulders, a red and white tie around his mouth and nose with old welders goggles over his eyes, his hair slightly tied back with a similar tie this one blue and white his perhaps once blonde hair caked in dirt, mud and sand. He saw me and pulled the tie from his mouth and nose as he came closer

"'iya, what are you doing out 'ere?" He asked

"Looking" I answered

"Your a stalker aren't you?" He asked "one of them who wonder's around maping survivers and what not?"

"Kinda" I answered

"Alright, do you need a ride? I can take you to The Glade?" He suggested

"What's that?" I asked

"A survivor town not to far from 'ere I came out looking for scrap metal" he explained putting the goggles up onto his headband I could see his face more clearly now, he looked much longer then I assumed he was, his brown eyes wide with a almost laughable clean line from where the goggles had protected the skin below them from the dust, a small excuse for facial hair above his lip "so you want taking?"

"Sure, thanks" I smiled

"Great" he laughs putting an arm around me and walking me towards the way he came "names Newt by the way" he says

"Newt?" I ask

"Don't ask" he sighed as we got to a half destroyed car only the frame, wheels and engine still the the rest gutter with two broken seats and a wheel inside the welded frame "it's a long and complicated story" he says climbing into the car and moving some metal around "'op in" he says so I climbed in and we drove off though the sand and dust for a little while it didn't take long before we arrived at this little town it all looked like it was made of tin and wood but it looked abandoned I got prepared to jump and run as this happens alot out here, people go nuts and build little world's for themselves "guys! Storms over get to work you lazy cocks!" Newt yelled and just like that doors and windows opened canopy's opened up and people came out all going about there business "come on, ohh I didn't catch your name?" He says as he climbed out

"Thomas" I said

"Right Thomas come on, let's get some food in ya" he laughs helping me along

"How many people live here?" I asked

"Ugh about sixty to eighty at any one time, people move around alot" he explained as he got some food and handed it to me having a seat on some old cinder block

"How long have you been here?' I asked

"About four years" he shrugs "came 'ere from my shelter so" he shrugs

"And you've been here ever since?" I ask

"Pretty much, I go out on the junk raids but that's about it" he explained eating his food I gave it a try and it was nice "what about you?"

"Been wondering since I got out... Don't really know what I'm doing" I explain

"Fair enough, you could always stay if you want" he shrugs

"Really?"

"Sure, stay as long as you like, 'ell you might find a sexy freind who will keep you forever" he winked

"I don't know about that, but sure I'll stay a while" I smiled

"Great, you can bunk with me for a bit if you want I have a 'ammock I never use so you can stay there till you get sorted" he offered

"Thanks Newt" I smiled

"Newt your home!" A voice smiled I looked too see a rather plump girl she looked a little younger then me, y/h/c hair tied up in a complex braid, a little purple dress with some tight strong pants below it, a little sleaveless red leather jacket on her body a few odd tools on a little waist belt

"Ohhh 'iya Y/n" he blushed standing up

"You didn't get bitten again did you?" She asks checking him over

"No Y/n I'm fine" he told her

"Well alright, nothing serious to report?" She asks

"Nothing" he told her

"Alright, in pretty swamped today, come see me tomorrow and I'll give you your checks" she smiled before rushing back off

"Who's?" I began as he sat down again

"Y/n, she's the nurse. A little overprotective but she means well" he smiled blushing a little fixing his hair as he watched her walking back to where she came from

"Are you to?" I ask

"What! Me and Y/n? You must be joking" he laughs "I mean she's saved my arse more times then I even remember but..." He blushed

"Ohh are you uhh?" I asked

"Am I what?" He asked

"You know, other side of the swing?"

"Ohh! Well... Depends who's asking" he smirked

"I'm just asking" I shrug

"Let's just say... I use the swing every way it physically can." He smiled

"So your fine with that here?"

"Absolutely! Why wouldn't we be?"

"You'd be surprised some places still..."

"Really? Well don't worry about it. You can be and do whatever you want 'ere" he smiled "put your dick whenever makes you 'appy"

"Thanks" I blushed "I go just the one way"

"Cool, come on I'll show you around" he smiled helping me up, he showed me a few places, the food, the Amory, the clothes maker, the showers and of course Y/n nurse place which Newt did get a little blushy over before atlast we got to a little shack "ta da! 'ome sweet 'ome" he smiled opening the half broken door revealing honestly a tin shed, random junk everywhere a bed tucked in the corner with a duvet that looked as old as Newt, and a old dusty hammock hung on the other side, no windows and a couple candles here and there

"Its nice" I said trying not to be rude,