My Glader Baby (Newt x fem! reader)

The glade:

"W.C.K.D. is good. Remember that, Y/n."

"W.C.K.D is not good, Y/n. You have to believe me. I'm your mother!"

"We just want to run some tests on you, that's all. Nothing much."

"Do I have to get your father, Y/n?"

More voices swirled in your head as you stirred awake in an unknown location. Looking around, you noticed you were in a jail of some kind. It was dark, damp, and cold with bamboo for a door. Y/n. That must be my name. Y/n. Why can't I remember anything else? Is this all a dream? Am I just in a coma or something? Why is this happening to me? What was I dreaming about? You were jolted out of your thoughts by a loud banging on the door.

"Hey, greenie. Are you doing okay? You looked lost in thought."

You looked up and saw a man looking at you through the holes of the door. He had a dark skin tone, very short hair on his head, almost bald, and a stoic look on his face. You remained silent.

"Are you gonna try and run again? That voodoo trick you did when you made everything float?" You still said nothing. "Alright. Well, my name is Alby, and I'm gonna take your silence as a yes." He opened the door and helped you out of the deep pit. "Do you remember anything from before? Anything at all?" You shook your head no. "Not even your name?" You pondered on the thought of telling Alby your name. He's a complete stranger. Why would you trust him? What if he's bad? But what if he's good? Why so many questions in my head? And why is the voice in my mind so loud?

"Still not talking?" Alby sighed. "Well, I'm a bit busy, you know, as leader here and all. Just follow me, and I'll take you to my second in command."

You followed him throughout the massive field to a garden of some sorts, near a forest. "Newt! This here is the new greenie. I'm a bit busy with leader stuff, so can you give her the tour? She hasn't talked yet, so maybe you could also try to get a word or two out of her."

"Alright, Alby. I'll give her the tour." He turned to you. "Hey, greenie. You put up a hell of a fight earlier. You knocked out one of our strongest gladers, and that says something because he is not easy to defeat. That was some mad dash you made earlier. You know, for a second there, I thought you had the chops to be a runner. Till Mihno ran into ya. Alright, on with the tour."

He showed you all around the place. They called it the glade.

"The place Alby took you out of was the slammer. We put you in there because you knocked out Gally. Did trickery with levitation. There's the gardens where the track-hoes work. Sloppers, slicers, medjacks, runners, builders/bricknicks, cooks, blood housers, and baggers. Still not talking, greenie?" You shook your head no. "Alright, well, we've got a bonfire tonight. It's greenie night. You've got the rest of the day off. Job sorting begins tomorrow first thing after breakfast. See you at the bonfire."

He left you to your own devises and will to explore. You started walking towards the doors. They were much bigger than you and covered in vines and ivy. What is this place? You were about to walk in, but you got shoved to the ground again.

"Where do you think you're going, greenie?! You're not supposed to go in there!" It was the same person I knocked out in the cage. Gally. "Why are you going in there? You're not supposed to go in! Shuck, you shouldn't even be here! In the glade! This place is boys only, ok shank?" His words were quickly drowned out by a dull pain in your head. You stood up and walked away, in the direction of the forest, or deadheads, as the boys called it.

"That's it! Just walk away ya low life shank! Just because you're a girl doesn't mean I'm gonna treat you any better!"

You just sat down against the nearest tree and blocked out his consistent yelling. You curled up in a ball, but as you did so, you noticed something written in the palm of your hand. 'Trust my mother, not W.C.K.D. they can't be trusted. Just find your father in the building.'