Encountering the Blades: a Newt Fanfiction

"Protect Your Gut Next Time"

“Tonight, they’re having a bonfire fire you,” he paused “you should be there.”

“k...” was all you could muster up.

You guys continued to walk in silence until you reached the giant doors that towered above you. You started walking farther toward them when you felt a hand grab your wrist.

“That’s far enough,” Newt said.

You hesitated, but eventually stopped walking, giving into the boy’s commands. 

“This is the maze... One of the rules here is that No one. Goes into the maze. Its- its too dangerous,” he said looking from your eyes to the ground.

You were both about to turn around as Newt was beginning to guide you somewhere else, when to other boys came running out of the maze.

“AYYY, Mama Newt!” said a tall, muscular boy with brown hair. 

“Alright Minho, one of these days I’m going to think of something embarrassing to call you.”

“Sure you are, too bad you have no imagination.”

“Alright, go shuck yourself Minho,” the blonde said, which made you giggle.

“I love you too Mama New- wait what the shuck!?” Minho turned to face you, “It- it’s a... girl?”

“No dumbass,” you paused for effect, “yes I’m a girl,” you finished with a thick layer of sarcasm.

“Woah, no need to get feisty,” Minho said.

Another boy interrupted, also looking at you, “are you really complaining about the fact the there is a girl standing in front of us Minho?”
He outstretches his hand, “Hi, I’m Ben.”

You uneasily shook his hand, “Y/n.”

Newt said something but was so quiet you couldn’t hear him at first so he repeated it, “Holy shuck... Your name, you remember your name Y/n.”

You realized he was right. “y/n,” you thought, “cool name.”

Newt started again, “Anyway, I was just giving our new greenie here the tour.”
The boys exchanged a few more words and then the two that came out of the maze left once more, heading to some kind of hut. 

“Newt... why- why did you lie to me?”

“Greenie, I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he responded.

You shoved Newt against the wall and with your forearm up against his neck, looking deep into his dark brown eyes, “I’m going to say it again in case you didn’t hear me. Why. Did. You. Lie. To. Me.” you paused to make sure your words sunk in.

“I didn-“

“YOU SAID!- you said no one goes in the maze.”

“Its different-,” he gest cut off by the lack of oxygen and you notice.

You drop Newt out of your grasp, “You have 10 seconds to explain, make it good.”

He catches his breathe and then simply just says, “They’re runners.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“It means, they are trained to withstand the things beyond those walls, they know what’s out there, others don’t, therefore they are the only ones permitted beyond these walls,” he pats the wall for effect. 

“How does one become a runner then?”

He laughs, “you don’t just become a runner, you have to be here for a while, prove your worth per say, then we think about possibly training you.”

You and him both drop the topic, mainly because you were so caught up in your own thoughts that you had no time to talk. 

You’re walking away from the walls when the blonde tilts his head toward the back of yours and whispers, “next time you think about pinning someone to the wall, protect your gut. You left it open and I could have easily stabbed you.” His breathe made the hairs on the back of your neck stand up in unison. 

**********Time Skip**************

You and Newt walked back to a big building in the middle of the glade that he and the others called the “Homestead” where he then told you about all of the responsibilities of the gladers, and how everyone needs at least one job.

He then proceeded to tell you the three rules of the glade: One, Never harm another glader. Two, never go into the maze, unless you are
runner, and finally, three, everyone does their part, as he mentioned before.

Then, before you new it, it was already time for the bonfire, and Newt was called away to help light the fire. 
You thought you were going to be bothered by the other gladers which seemed to annoy you, but when nobody dared come up to you after hearing what happened with Newt by the maze, you felt yourself experiencing some kind of tranquility you have never yet experienced.

Because of this unexpected tranquility, you to the time to lie your head down on the table, and take a quick snooze.
“Hey..” Someone tries to shake you awake, “Greenie get up.” It was the boy with the angry eyebrows that greeted you when the box first opened.