Maze Runner ( A Newt Fanfiction)

Chapter 10

Laughs roared as all the gladers hurdled together to light the bonfire. Everyone was happy and chatting away and drinking Gally's drink which he calls his trade secret. The runners sat by the fire looking at the wrestling match. Gladers would wrestle with each other. Everyone was enjoying the moment. 

(Y/N)'s POV 

This was the second time enjoying the bonfire. I loved this night. Everyone is happy and seems to forget all problems and difficulties. I stood by the fire looking at Gally wrestle with other gladers and drank the weird-tasting drink that Gally makes. Newt was the one who told to me try Gally's drink. 

I remember  I was sitting by the fire, my back resting on a log. My thoughts consumed. It has been a month since I arrived in Glade. My first month was spent on recovery. I was soaking up the warmth from the fire and thinking about what next steps to take. I knew I had to secure a spot as a runner so I could guide the gladers to the exit of the maze but at the same time, I didn't want to rush into completing the task at hand. I wanted to spend more time in Glade, not only because of Newt but also because I enjoyed the freedom. I didn't have to spend my time in a lab working on a cure or looking at a screen. I got to enjoy life for the first time. I got to be a teenager for the first time. I was so immersed in my thoughts that I didn't notice Newt coming towards me holding two tumblers. He took a seat beside me and shoved the glass tumbler in my hands.          " Take a chug," he said as he took a chug from his tumbler. I looked at him as he squeezed his eyes shut after taking a large gulp of the liquid followed by a satisfied approval. He looked back at me and said, "Go on. Take a swing." I looked back at him before looking at the unknown liquid in front of me. I took a deep breath and gulped it. Holy Shucks. The liquid was so bitter and spicy. It burnt my throat. I started coughing because of it. Newt just laughed and pat my back. "What the hell was this!! It's awful!" I exclaimed. Newt was so busy laughing. 

I miss these little moments with me. Well right now I am alone. Looking at Gally tosing gladers. I really wanted to go in the ring and fight Gally but before I could Alby called me. He told me to look for Minho and talk with him. Minho is the keeper of the runners. I sat beside him and took a swing of Gally's drink. 

"Tomorrow before the maze doors open meet Ben near the west opening. You will run with him tomorrow and he will report back to me if you are worthy of being a runner or not," he said.

"Good that." 

Minho then moved his gaze towards the wrestling ring. We sat there together when I saw Newt approach Thomas. He was sitting a little far away. His back rested on the log as he faced towards the maze. Newt takes a seat behind him and they start talking. I moved my gaze towards the fire but out of my peripheral vision, I could see the two boys. When suddenly Newt turned and looked towards me. He pointed towards Minho and said something to Thomas and then turned back to face the maze. It was a bit odd. 

Newt's POV

Darkness set in and all the gladers circled and lit the bonfire. "Light them up!" Alby said and we all threw firewood and the wood pile lit up. All the Gladers started cheering. I looked towards (Y/N) who stood beside Frypan with a soft smile on her. I remember when she attended the bonfire for the first time. She was smiling so brightly, her eyes shining and focused on the fire. I have always been fond of her eyes. I love the way her eyes shine whenever she sees the sunset or anything that satisfies her. But right now her eyes were dull I could see right through her. Her smile was fake. We made a brief eye contact but broke it off. I also acted all happy and smiled at the fire to show her that I didn't care about our fight. But the truth is I cared. I never wanted to fight with her. I want her to be safe. Being a runner is not safe. I don't want to see her limp body. It scared me to the bones. But (Y/N) is a type of person who does something even if people don't approve of it. I remember her first bonfire when she saw Gally wrestling with other gladers. She was ready to enter the ring but I held her back. It was a very difficult job but I managed somehow.  

I spent the rest of the night away from (Y/N). I decided to give her some time. She will come to her senses soon, I hope...

From the corner of my eye, I saw Thomas sitting behind a log. I limped my way towards him.

"Hell of a first day, Greenie." but Thomas didn't reply.

"Here." I passed him my tumbler which had liquid made by  Gally. "Put some hair on your chest."

Thomas excepts the glass and takes a chung and spits it out immediately. It made me laugh as I remembered the time when I made (Y/N) try it for the first time.

"Oh, my God! What is that?" Thomas says as he continues coughing. 

"I don't even know. It's Gally's recipe. It's a trade secret."

"Ya well, he is still an asshole."

"He saved your life today. Trust me. The maze is a dangerous place." I said as I gulped my drink.

"We're trapped here, aren't we?" 

Taking a deep breath I said, " For a moment. But..." "You see those guys," I said as I turned towards the fire. My eyes shifted towards (Y/N) for a second who was sitting beside Minho. "There, by the fire? These are the runners. That guy in the middle there, that's Mihno. He's the keeper of the runners. Every morning, when those doors open, they run the maze. Mapping it. memorizing it, trying to find a way out."

"How long they have been looking?"

"Three years."

Thomas looked ahead. " They haven't found anything?"

"It's easier said than done." "Listen."

A distant creaking sound could be heard.

"Hear that. It's the maze, changing. It changes every night."

"How is that even possible?"

"You can ask the people who put us in here if you ever meet the bastards," I say with a smile.

"Listen the truth is... The runners are the only ones who really know what's out there. They are the strongest and fastest of all of us. And it's a good thing too because if they don't make it back before those doors close they are stuck out there for the night. And no one has ever survived a night in the maze." A shudder goes through me as the picture of (Y/N) comes to my mind. I shake off this weird thought by drowning it in my drink.

"What happens to them," Thomas asks. 

"We call them Grievers. Of course, no one's ever seen one or lived to tell about it. But they are out there." We remained silent for some time.

"What about that girl? Is she the only one? " he asks?

I just ignore that question.

"Right, that's enough questions for the night. Come on. You're are supposed to be the guest of honour." I say as I start to get up and pull Thomas with me.

"oh no no."

"Come on. Let me show you around. Come on." I say. 

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I hope you guys are enjoying the story so far. What do you guys think about the dialogues? I wanted to give you a feeling that you are part of the story. I try adding Newt's POV so you can grasp the story better. 

Well, thank you for reading my story. Please look forward to the next chapter.

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