He's drifting out. Does the world seem darker than it did before? Somehow dull and void. Or is it just his mind playing tricks on him? Most probably a mystery that'll never be solved. Just like a lot of different things. Like, how's Minhos hair always styled, how did they even end up in this mess of a life and why is he apparently the only one thinking about the things that happened? But even more important, how is it possible that the cure was always so near but they still couldn't save him. They couldn't save Newt. The tears start to drift into his eyes. He's tired of wiping them away. Everyone shall see that he's not happy even if they're in the safe haven now. He can't just forget the past. They do. They seem like they do. But he can't. He can't be happy. He also can't play pretend. Never even tried to because what for? All happiness is gone. It vanished with him. He meant the world to him. Hell, he still means the world to him.
More tears fall down. They could possibly even fill the ocean. At least that's how it feels. The letter is in his hands. He can't read it because his vision is blurry, but that's not even a problem because he read it often enough to know it by heart. He puts it away though to keep the letter from getting destroyed by his tears.
The people passing by look at him with concern. He doesn't need their pity. It doesn't help him. Not a single bit. If they'd care and wouldn't be so damn happy, that'd make him maybe less sad. Not happy but less sad. It's bad of him to wish them sadness, but he can't help it. Everything just feels wrong and vain. The people, the sand, the grass, the sky. Life feels wrong. Living feels wrong.
His friends are gone as well. He doesn't really know where they went. He probably didn't listen to their plan or they just left without him. He can't blame them though. It's weird that they sticked with him for such a long time. So many people died and they still laid their trust into him. People died and they, they disappeared. He's pretty sure they blame him. They didn't show it but why wouldn't they. And now they're gone. Everyone is gone and he doesn't even know who he is. He's just some broken boy with more and more tears in his eyes. He is no one. And there's no one with him anymore. And definitely not the one person he'd like to see.
The people's eyes look at him with concern. People come and come, but everyone passes by and only sends him a pitiful stare. He stands up. They're annoying him. No one cares. At all. So he starts walking. Walking and walking and walking. Over hills with soft grass. It still feels wrong. Wrong wrong wrong. He keeps repeating it in his head. Over and over again so he doesn't think about it too deeply. Wrong wrong wrong. He stops.
Looking at the horizon a thought jumps into his head. "Wrong wrong wrong." He says it out loud. But it doesn't feel wrong. Everything else does but this thought doesn't. It should, he keeps telling himself but he can't throw it out of his head.
"What do I have to loose? Technically I'm only correcting a failure..." And that's when he jumps.
He feels the wind in his face, feels his hair fluttering, sees the grass coming nearer and nearer. He closes his eyes. Thinking about him. It's saddening him that he doesn't even exactly know why this boy meant so much to him. Well at least he won't have to be without him anymore. He'll either just vanish from existence or be with him again. The second possibility placing a smile on his face as he meets the floor.
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As he's hitting the ground, the air gets pressed out of his lungs. He tries to take a deep breath but he can't take it in. His body trembles in coughs. As he tries to take in another bit of air, he also opens his eyes which lets him see his surroundings. There's only darkness. Pure and silent darkness. What is this place? Why is he here? He scrambles backwards, not knowing what to fear nor where to flee. His head flies around, searching for a single sign of light. He somehow managed to stand now. The feeling of fear increasing rapidly. His right hand flies to his rips, because it somehow feels like they're pressing every remaining bit of air out of his lungs. He knows this feeling. Everything he feels at this moment is scarily familiar. Where does he know it from? He can't remember feeling like this before. What is this?
"Panic!" White letters build the word in front of him. He stumbles away from it. What is this? What is happening? Breathing still fast and shallow, he turns around. An attempt to escape, but his shoulder brushes against a wall. Where did that come from? It's moving, he notices. Panic rising, he runs away from the wall only to run into another one. He's trapped. A wall on every of his sides.
His hands find their way up and hit on the wall. It doesn't do anything. "HELP!" he screams. Nobody's there. Nobody can hear him. His lungs may explode now by the way they feel. He leans on the walls. Them now fitting around him and pressing him together. A few letters appear in front of him. "Test completed" What does that mean? And he blinks again.
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Hey guys! Hello and welcome to my first english story! *peace sign*
Since this is my first english story ever (except the ones for school which are always well...school) and my fifth actual story all in all, I would appreciate comments and also critics. Votes are also very welcome. I'm for sure going to mess up a lot of grammar and spelling and I'm sorry for that. You can correct me. Please be kind tho. To me and to others. I don't want rude comments. You can say what you want to say in a nice way or just leave it. Thanks!
Disclaimer: This is my story. I made the whole plot up on my own and haven't read anything like it before I wrote down my ideas. The characters aren't mine. They belong either to James Dashner or Jeff Davis.
The story is built on the Maze runner movies and books and the series Teen Wolf. You don't have to watch nor read all of those to understand the plot. But it would be good to watch the Maze runner at least if you haven't already. If something's complicated you're welcome to ask in the comments.
I also don't actually know how my story could fit into the timeline. The characters are supposed to be seventeen or something like that. The tmr part isn't too hard to fit in since we don't know how old they are. But for Teen Wolf I simply figured all 6 seasons happened earlier in their lives and also faster. I hope you can live with that :)
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If anyone wants to know how I came up with the story:I originally started to think about writing a Newtmas + Teen Wolf story because I wasn't too satisfied with those I read. Sorry not sorry. Those with tmr AND tw were mostly written to hate one side which I don't and so I started to make up my own different one. My goal is always to write something which is different to the things I read, is an idea I think could be interesting and is as good as I can make it.
Whilst being in school and theory lessons, I actually started to think about the plot. That was in february by the way, so half a year ago. The story grew and grew. I'm pretty proud of it btw.
I then started writing in march but stopped only a month later in april, because I honestly hated HOW I wrote the story. I made the decision to wait for a bit, add a few ideas and then try again to write the story from the beginning.
But since I'm 1) a lazy noodle and 2) always busy, I started writing only two weeks ago, so when August started rolling in. I made the decision to write in english since I'm normally thinking in english even though it's not my native language. So well, these two weeks I wrote two chapters. It was a tough start with a lot of rewriting but I think it's getting better.
Now you know that the story isn't already finished like the other stories were when I uploaded them. So I really don't know how it's going to turn out or when I'll upload. Just a warning. I hope you'll read it tho. I think it has potential to be interesting to read and I'll do my best :)
If anyone read that all: Thank you! Have a nice day and much fun with reading "Second chance"! The second chapter will follow right away. xD
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Second chance | Newtmas | the Maze runner + Teen Wolf crossover
ActionWARNING: I stopped uploading for now because I want to finish writing first. I'm sorry but I keep wanting to edit the story in the middle, at the start and everywhere. I guess I'm just not the person to success things first try... See ya <3 --- I am...