Keep going// Newt x Reader

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Y/N POV

"Gally," I say slowly, raising my hands up, "This isn't you."

His hand was trembling as his grip on the weapon tightened. He shook his head in a jerky manner. "No. You don't know. There's no leaving this place."

My heart shattered silently at the tone of his voice. It had such determination behind the words, but as they came out of his mouth I could tell that they felt wrong. Whoever this was, whatever that cruel monstrosity of a creature did, this wasn't my brother anymore. The brother I knew was a hot head for sure, but he wouldn't do this.

He wouldn't be standing here pointing a gun at the people he loves most.

Thomas creeps into my vision, with his hands up like mine, almost like he was trying to tame a wild animal.

"But there is Gally, we can get out-"

"NO!" he snaps, rounding on thomas and pointing the gun in his direction. "There's no getting out of here," It was only then when I saw the tears that had started to form in his eyes.

"I belong to the maze," he said, the resolve in his voice now very clear. I feel Newt's presence beside me, and it reassures me just the slightest. "We all do."

The next moments happen so fast.

Two gunshots ring through the silence.

Minho screams.

A spear is in Gally's chest as he falls to the ground.

Chuck gasps and grips Tommy on the arm.

I look down and see a small pool of blood soaking through my shirt.

I hit the ground.

I'm vaguely aware of Newt, Thomas, and Minhos shouts. I see Newt hovering over me with tears in his eyes.

"No. NO. Y/N, y-you can't die. Stay with me,"

"Newt-... I-I" I try to get out the words, but I can't seem to grab a hold of them correctly. I want to tell him everything. Anything. I just want to stay with him. But I can't move. I can't get up.

"Sh... don't talk. Please. J-just hold on. Keep breathing,"

I hear a loud bang and footsteps echo throughout the room. I hear strange men talking in commanding voices. I hear Tommy's shouts as they pull him off of Chuck's body and usher everyone out the door.

"I-I'll be o-ok, blondie. Keep going for me, ok?" he was sobbing now, with tears streaming down his cheeks freely.

"I love you," he finally says, as the men come and drag him off of me. A light smile finds my lips before I close my eyes and everything fades into black.

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It's dark.

I should be dead.

The faint sound of light voices and a constant beeping is the only way I know I'm not.

"Sir. The patient is regaining consciousness" a voice says from beside me.

"Wonderful."

I slowly open my eyes, to realize I'm in some sort of laboratory. I'm lying on a clean white bed and surrounded by people in long white coats and machinery. A man who strangely resembles a rat is wearing a twisted grin as he looks at me.

"Hello Y/N," he says. "You're going to be a lot of help to use. I just need you to remember one thing:

Wicked is good."

So... that happened. Sorry for being really MIA for the past few months. School has started and things have gotten really stressful these last few months. I will be adding on and continuing this storyline here so you won't have to bother looking for another one :). But thats the end of the first movie!! I'm really excited to write the next one so stay tuned for that. I will make no promises for when the e=next part will come out so you will have to just wait and see :). I was also rereading this and realized how FREAKING CRINGY AND BAD IT IS but thanks anyone for reading! See you next time!