ᵗʷᵒ 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 ⁿᵉʷᵗᵐᵃˢ (ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉᵈ)

From A Whisper To A Scream

NEWT POV

The silver blade turns in the air. It's going to hit Thomas. Then, I do something that would have normally been stupid. I jump in front of the blade. It crashes into my chest but for some reason, I don't feel any pain. I fall backwards out of shock. The blade is wedged in my bone but I feel nothing. Thomas wraps his arms around me to keep me standing.

"Why don't I feel anything?" I ask. "The wound isn't even bleeding." 

Elizabeth's red eyes light up in fury. "You're an Exception!" She roars. "We should have seen this coming!" She puts her hands on the side of her head, her fingers in her frizzy red hair. 

"Um, what exactly is an Exception?" I ask as Thomas laughs. 

Elizabeth's head snaps towards me but then, she falls to the ground. She lays still for a moment before pushing herself up on her elbows. She looks up at Thomas and I. Her eyes are green again.

"What happened?" She groans. She sees the knife in my chest. "Oh my god, Newt! What happened?" 

I glance down. "Oh, yeah." I say, chuckling. I pull the knife out of my chest. Thomas shakes his head in awe. 

"That shouldn't be possible." Thomas says. 

"Yeah, thanks, I'm aware." I say dryly, holding the knife, which doesn't have a drop of blood on it. 

"What, are you like, bloodless now?" Thomas asks, gingerly taking the knife from me, turning it in his hands.

I shrug. "How am I supposed to know?"

Elizabeth stands shakily. "Will someone please tell me what happened?"

Thomas explains, gesturing with the knife still in his hand, making me a tad bit nervous, even though for some reason I can't get hurt. I grasp the hilt as he tosses it into the air yet again.

"Maybe stop doing that." I suggest as I stop the tip from going into his hand.

"Yeah." He says, nodding. 

"So, you're saying that I," She glances at me. "Tried to stab Thomas in the chest but Newt jumped in the way and it stabbed him instead and then he didn't die and I shouted that he was an Exception." We nod. "Well, okay then. That's not confusing at all." 

"Well, it shouldn't be to you!" I shout, entirely overwhelmed. "You're the one who said it!"

"It wasn't me me, Newt, you know that!" She cries. "How would I know anything more than you do!?"

My hands are shaking slightly and I accidentally drop the knife into the sand.

"I don't bloody know, Elizabeth, but you seem to be real chummy with the people who put these damn implants inside of us!" I roar.

"I DON'T WANT TO BE!" She yells. "IT ISN'T MY FAULT! THEY LOOPED ME INTO IT AND I'M SORRY I DRAGGED YOU INTO ALL THIS BUT CLEARLY YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT!"

She turns and runs away. I look after her, breathing heavily. Thomas bends down and picks up the knife. 

"Hey, can I test something?" He asks. 

I nod, not taking my eyes off Elizabeth's retreating figure. Thomas grabs my arm, slides up my sleeve and drags the knife across my bare skin. I cry out.

"TOMMY!" I shout. "WHAT THE-" Then, I realize what he did. "But, I thought..."

Blood seeps from where Thomas cut me, trickling down my arm and onto the sand. It stings and beats with my heart. My vision starts to spot.