3rd Person POV:
"Y/N, you are so special... if only you would co-operate... remember that no matter what happens; no matter what we've done... WICKED is good..." The soft voice spoke, caressing the young girl's cheek as her screams echoed through the room, her cheeks flushed red from crying. "WICKED is good..."
"Greenie!" a voice shook Y/N from her horrid dream. The girl jumped up from the bed, panting and sweat glistening on her forehead. She squirmed, trying to escape from the person's grip. "Hey, you're okay; you're safe! It's me, Newt!" the smooth voice called out to her, helping her soothe her breathing.
"N-Newt..." she sighed, placing her head on his chest from exhaustion. Newt sighed, running his hands over her arm softly, resting his cheek on her head out of comfort. "Yeah, it's me. You were having a nightmare, love. You wouldn't stop screaming; I was so worried when I woke up and saw you crying." He admitted, continuing to comfort the girl.
Y/N sighed deeply, looking up at the Blonde beauty. "I'm sorry for... scaring you. I don't even know what my nightmare was about. All I remember was someone saying that' WICKED was good' and that 'I was special'. It was awful" she admitted, burying her head in Newt's chest, seeking comfort.
Newt placed a tentative kiss on the girls head, silently telling her that he was there for her. Y/N smiled, slowly peeling herself from his grasp, placing her hand in his. "Thank you. I-I don't even know what happened, it was so... it felt so real. Like it had actually happened."
She shuddered, smiling when Newt tightened his grip on her hand. "Well, It's okay now because even if it did happen before; they can't hurt you ever again. I can promise you that." He smiled, puffing his chest out, causing the girl to giggle softly. Newt smiled at this, admiring the stunning smile that was plastered on the girls face.
After the little incident, Y//N decided to go and freshen up, getting herself ready for the day ahead of her. Once both she and Newt were dressed, she decided to ask him something that had been ugging her all night.
"Hey, Newt? can I ask you something?" she asked as she brushed her hair, smiling when he hummed in response. "How do I pick my job for the 'Glade' exactly?" she asked, watching as he smiled softly whilst tying up his boots.
"Well for starters, you don't choose what job you get. You try out all the jobs we have and then the head of each job, who we call the 'Keepers', get to decide if they want you to be a part of their job or not. This get's decided at the gathering later on after the wall doors close." He explained letting all the information sink in.
Y/N nodded, fixing her outfit before walking to the front door. "Oh! I almost forgot! Last night, right before I fell asleep, I remembered my name!" She cheered, watching as Newt's face erupted into a killer smile. "That's great! so, what is it? Unless you like it when we call you 'Greenie' and 'Greenbean'?" He teased, laughing when she playfully rolled her eyes in return.
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Subject A6: The Hope
FanficIn a world plagued by a deadly disease, everyone had lost hope of ever finding a cure. That was until a group of scientists (known as WICKD) found out that children were not showing signs of the disease, meaning that something within them...was immu...