Flames // Newt x Reader \\

~Memories~

(Y/N) pov:

"A1, A6, A20. Please follow me for your self defence training." A doctor called us three girls away from the boys. Me and E were both thirteen and Teresa was fourteen. We were eating dinner, the three of us were annoyed we had to miss it. It was one of the best meals tonight. Sausage, chips and peas. A treat since food like that was scarce.

"Save me some darling..." I whispered to Newt as I got up.

"Will do love." He whispered back.

"I'll race you!" E shouted. We all knew where we were going. This is our third training session. I have no clue as to why we're doing this, but we are anyway.

"Oh you're on!" I said.

"Okay I'll count. Three... Two... one!" E ran as soon as she said one.

"Hey no fair!" Teresa shouted after me and E. She was the slowest out of us three. Me and E both turned around and shouted 'slow poke!' At her which she stuck her tongue out at us.

"Very mature Teresa, very mature." I said sarcastically as we ran through corridor after corridor.

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"No!" I shouted. It was a whiny shout. "How do you always win!?" I stared at Newt. We'd both been isolated since we were experiencing sudden bursts of anger. A symptom for the Flare. I felt bad for the other kids. They were constantly being tested on. I mean, we were too, but they'd always sedate us since they were scared we'd lash out at them and brutally murder them or something.

Yes, a nine year old and an eleven year old.

Brutally murdering a lab full of adult scientists.

Don't think so hun.

"It's called practice (Y/N). You'll get it soon enough." He told me. "I'm feeling low, can I have a hug?"

"Yeah!" I replied and got out of my seat then headed over to him. I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck and he wrapped his around my waist.

I know what your going to say, 'oh you're too young' but we've been treated like adults for the past five years and it kinda makes you act like one.

"Thanks love."

"No problemo!" I said, ruffling his hair so it looked like it's usual messy state. "Now. In return, teach me some of your tactics!"

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"A5, A6, come with me please." Janson came into our dorm that we shared with the rest of the kids. I was eleven and he was thirteen now.

"Where are we going?" I asked Ratman suspiciously. We'd come up with the nickname Ratman since he looked like a rat that'd been turned into a man. Or the other way around.

"Just a couple more tests." He replied.

"Will we be sedated again?" Newt and I were sick of doing this since we were constantly drowsy and falling over a lot.

"It depends."

"It's a yes or no question dipshit."

That earned me a slap to the face and I fell to the floor cause of the force. "I said, it depends."

Newt leaned down to help me up. When I stood, I gingerly touched my cheek, it stung.

Try not to touch it okay love? Newt talked to me using the telepathy. It's how we'd communicate with the others when they'd be off getting tested on, or when we were on our way to have the same thing done since if we talked, we'd get into huge amounts of trouble.

"Now follow me. And stop communicating using telepathy. I know when you're both doing that." Ratman said.

We looked at each other, then back at the dorm. It was empty since the other kids were at lunch, we'd always eat separately to everyone else on a Tuesday. Don't know why, we just did.

When we got there, they strapped us to chairs, WICKED knew that we hated not having the ability to hold hands during the testing so they put us right next to each other.

"Okay, today only one of you will be sedated. We have to monitor the others thought processes." Why'd she have to monitor our thoughts? I asked Newt through telepathy. Why would- Ratman cut me off.

"I said, no telepathy!" Janson shouted.

"Sorry..." we both mumbled. Then another doctor came over with a syringe full of the liquid that we knew so well. It would knock us out until WICKED wanted us awake again, and then we'd be extremely drowsy the rest of the day.

"Okay," she turned to us. "Which one of you shall be awake? Bare in mind, you will feel every scratch."

"I will." We both said at the same time.

"No I will." I said.

"Nuh uh!" Newt argued back.

"Yuh huh!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"No!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"Okay then. If you insist, I'll be awake." I said.

"Damn you (Y/N)." Newt rolled his eyes at me. The doctor put the needle in his arm and injected the fluid, he grabbed my hand as she did so. I watched as his eyelids slowly dropped and then his head fell too. Indicating that he was now fast asleep. The grip he had on my hand loosened but my grip didn't.

The lady doctor walked towards me. "This is most likely going to hurt, I'm warning you now. The machine we put on your head so that we can monitor your thoughts doesn't hurt, but the rest of it will, I'm sorry."

"But you're not truly sorry are you?"

"A6, I'm watching you." Janson called across the room.

"Sorry, I guess." I said as I cowered away from the contraption that was about to be put on my head. I closed my eyes and leaned as far back as possible.

Just before it reached my face I heard the distant calls of my friends.

"Get (Y/N) to safety now!"

"No leave her with Newt in that room, she's with the other Gladers too. They'll be okay!"

"But what about the Grievers?"

"We don't know why they're doing this remember?"

I'm waking up. How long was I out?

~~~
(Now back to normal, not in a memory)

"Shh! I can't hear the Griever... wait... where'd it go?"

Hey peeps! Sorry to leave u guys on a cliffhanger like that but, it has to be done sometimes! This ones kinda short, the next one will hopefully be longer! I'm kinda mixing the books and the films so yeah :)