The girl was not from the village.
She looked about 15, and had waist long, curly auburn hair. Her eyes were green and cat like, her complection pale and clear. She had long slender legs and strided towards Newt with anger in her eyes.
"Where the hell am I?"
She said, clearly scared, but trying to hide it.
"Who are you?"
Newt grimaced. She was acting like a greenie in the maze, and it worried him. He stepped forward, holding out a hand.
"I'm Newt. I - We - live here... Have done for over three months now. Will you tell me where you've come from?"
"Sure..."
She looked confused, but willing to talk. Which was good, because Newt wanted answers, and he'd get them at whatever cost. Whether this girl was a threat or not... Newt was about to find out.
"I came through a flat trans back in America. Where the hell am I now?!"
Newt felt his heart stop.
The flat trans?
Not wanting to know the answer, he whispered the ultimatum to her.
"Have you got the flare?"
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Her (Newt fan fiction/The Kill Order sequel)
FanfictionIt's been two months since the remaining 200 immunes left through the flat trans to the untouched part of the earth. Yet something is missing; Newt knows that he won't ever be able to blank out the pain of his friend's deaths, but there's something...
