Running through Mazes (Newt and slight Thomas x reader)

Chapter 1

"(y/n)"

Your jolt open,or you think there open. All you could see was pure blackness. Cold stale air entered your lungs. Ruste of metal entered your nose making you think of the taste of blood.

How do you know how blood taste like?

You thought for a moment. Nothing came to mind. Even worst, you couldn't remember anything. As if someone went through your mind and stole everything from your past and childhood and left you to be empty and confused.

(y/n)

That name run through your head. That's your name. Your certain it is.

Why couldn't you remember anything else. Where are you anyway?

Your confusions grew into curiosity. The fear was to weak against it.

You ran your hands against the wall. Cool bumpy metal against your hands. You were moving. This little lift thing you were in was traveling you upwards.

Around you were bags and boxes full of stuff you couldn't see in the darkness.

You couldn't take it any longer. Your heart beat increased. Your fear grew more powerful and took over your body leaving you cradled in the corner of the lift silently crying.

Hours later everything stopped. You looked around frantically. The ln a screeching sound entered your ears. Startling you, you hide yourself under the bags and pouches.

Light then filled the room. You closed your eyes and stayed quiet. You weren't alone.

Birds and leaves rustling through the wind came into your hearing. Footsteps as well.

Then frightening you, a loud sudden thump vibrated the ground. You squeezed your eyes shut.

"You do know I can bloody see you right?" Said a voice. An accent so calming but rigged attached.

You didn't move.

The person lifted the bag off your head and threw it to the side. In shock a blonde boy looking straight at you with chocolate brown eyes, the same frightened and surprised expression as you laid on his face.

"Your a girl." He said blankly.

You looked at yourself then back at him. "Yeah I think so." You muttered.

Then the boy looked up above and yelled. "It's another bloody girl."

You got up and tried to see who he was calling out to. Then above heads popped from the sides craning there heads down looking at you, some in surprise, others smirking. All of them were teenage boys.

You looked back down at the blonde boy. You must of looked scared and confused because he put his hands out and gave a little smile.

"Hey hey hey, nice and easy greenie. No one's gonna hurt ya." He promised moving closer.

Your body and mind couldn't handle this. The boy gently took your hand wanting to try to help you but your mind took it the wrong way and you kneed him in the groin and climbed out of the lift and pushed though the crowd heading for a forest not looking back.