"Please, I like blondes," she smiled, not noticing the fact that that statement went straight to Newts head
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Somewhere in the vines of: cranks, labs, mazes, danger and adventure is love. The two aren't sure what to do or how to deal with their f...
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｡ ﾟ•┈୨♡୧┈• ｡ My eyes opened slowly adjusting to the morning light that beamed through the air. I lifted my head slowly from the comfy spot it was resting on. The pain in mu thigh still pounding across my body. "Diana...?" Newt whispered. I looked up at him, I was confused for a moment before looking back down to where o woke up from. I must of been on his legs, why the hell? "You all right?" He asked
"Yeah I-," I pulled myself up leaning against the rocks wincing over my body at the sheer pain yet it wasn't as bad. I looked down at the wound covered in a fresh bandage.
"Brenda put it on while you were out," he explained. I leant my head back on the rock breathing it a large amount of air.
"How long was I out for?"
"Only the night, and most of the morning, and some of the afternoon,"
"Oh," I rubbed my eyes, my body still ached. I looked around to see what was formally the Right Arm but now was just a wasteland of broken houses and small fires. Pieces of wood and cloth scattered through the air
"Do you remember what happened?" Newt asked. I stood up to get a better view.
"Teresa," I whispered quietly
"Yeah," he spoke slowly and solemnly
"Minho, Archer," I breathed as the events of the night before began to flash through my mind
"I know," he replied. My leg snapped slightly as I applied my weight, "Woah," Newt quickly grabbed me before I went plummeting to the ground. I quickly adjusted my balance and and held onto his arm for security as I balanced on my only good leg. "Your good," he told me.
"Where's Thomas?" I asked quickly
"He's just over there with Brenda," Newt pointed. I took a breath of relief as I sat back down.
"So what now..." I trailed
"I- we don't know," it was silent for a bit before he spoke again "I thought you were gonna die,"
"You stayed there for all that time?" I turned to him
"Yes, I went nowhere without you. Just like I promised," he explained making me smile slightly "I've never been so relieved with Brenda said you still had a pulse,"
"Well you weren't gonna get rid of my that easily,"
"I'll try again next time," he shrugged with smile
"Shut up,"
"She's awake," Thomas and frypan sat down in front of me and Newt "This mean you gonna do something you lazy shank. Hasn't moved an inch since you went out," Frypan laughed
"Yeah yeah," Newt breathed leaning his head against the wall.
"Remember when you first arrived, Diana, and you didn't talk to anyone but Newt for the first like week straight?" Frypan added "That went straight to Newts head you know. Thought he had a chance with ya didn't you?"
"Well I did, didn't I?" Newt shrugged leaning back forward to address Fry
"Hanging off the edge with they shuckin' grievers confessin' your god damn love to a girl fighting for her life," he mocked
"We all thought you'd never speak to his again," Frypan nudged my shoulder "How that lovin' leg of yours anyways?"
"It fucking kills," I complained
"Well it's a good job it hasn't killed you. Who knows what Newt would do if you died," Fry raised his eyebrows at Newt.
"Well we don't have to find out," I finished. I stood up slowly gripping the wall as I did. "I'm gonna go and just..." I announced as I began to head over to all the ruins
"No by yourself you ent," Newt was quick to my side.
We walked through the ruins occasionally finding cans of things that survived the attack. "Hey look at this," Newt pointed towards something black, buried partly in the sand
"What is is?" I asked as he shook the sand off it and held it in the air
"It's one of the masks... they were wearing," he explained as he placed it onto a broken piece of metal.
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"What do we do now?" Frypan asked. The group looked up and went quiet at his question.
"Well, we pick up what's left of us," Vince replied "We stick to the plan. We get you kids to the safe haven. Then we start over, I guess," I turned to Thomas my eyes dry and cold
"I'm not going with you," Thomas stood up adjusting his bag.
"What?" I asked him
"I made a promise to Minho. I wouldn't leave him behind. I have to go after him," Thomas explained. Newt stood up slowly too.
"Hey kid look around you," Vince spoke "All right? WICKED just kicked our ass. You think about where you're headed,"
"I'm not asking anyone to come with me," I looked at Thomas, then Newt.
"For Archer," I whispered joining his side. Newt looked at me an odd expression of his face
"Thomas, listen to me. I've known Minho for... Well, as long as I can remember. So if there's any way that we could help him, trust me, I would be up there standing next to you. This what you're talking about is impossible," Newt explained
"More like suicide," Jorge joined in. I have too, I have to for Archer.
"Maybe," I whispered "But I know what I'm suppose to do now. It's not just about Archer and Minho. It's about all of us," I explained "It's about everyone WICKEDs ever taken. Everyone they will take. They'll never stop, they'll never stop, so we're gonna stop them. We're gonna kill Ava Paige," the group looked between themselves
"I have to admit..." Harriet trailed "I'd like some revenge," Vince looked up at us
"Well, it's a good speech Diana. So what's your plan?" He asked. A smile forming on my face. ｡ ﾟ•┈୨♡୧┈• ｡
AN.
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