The Safe Haven (A Newt Fanfiction)

Chapter 15

Newt's eyes fluttered open. He had one fleeting feeling of peace and rest before his head exploded. Not litterally of course but from the pain he felt he wasn't sure he would be able to tell the difference if it actually had exploded.

He groaned and sat up. Normally he would stay in bed in untill the head ache passes. But today the message he got couldn't wait. He turned to see if he had a roommate today. Unfortunately, it was Dylan. The guy still didn't trust Newt. He didn't blame Dylan for that though. He'd had a dificult life. But it still made for a terrible roommate.

Newt rolled out of the bed. He tried to stand but his head was swimming so badly he had to use the wall for support. He stopped at Dylan's bed and was surprised to see that he was tossing and turning in his sleep. He kept muttering things. His expression was tight, like he was tasting something bad.

"Dylan," Newt muttered to the boy's sleeping form. He stirred, but didn't wake up. "Dylan!" Newt said as loudly as he could in his current state. To his surprise, Dylan shot straight up.

"Mom!" he yelled frantically. He looked around desprately. When all he saw was Newt, he sighed and flopped back down. "Wonderful," he muttered. "What now?"

Newt ignored his tone and tried it explain his vision. Chancellor Paige... talked to me."

"You and your stupid dreams. Ever wonder if you're just going crazy?" he asked.

Again Newt ignored him and forged on. "They're gonna test you... Alex." he stopped and slid down the wall so he could sit down. He sat there for a moment trying to colect his thoughts but now Dylan was interested.
"What about Alex? Is she okay?"

"We're gonna be put... back in the Maze. They need to pick... last two." Newt groaned and covered his eyes. He hopped Dylan got the message. Form the sounds of him talking to himself it sounded like he had.

"Only two? Are they gonna kill the rest? Why am I even listening to you? Now I sound crazy." Newt listened to Dylan argue with himself for the next half hour while his headache faded. After a while I became only dull throb so he got up to explain the rest to Dylan.

"Dude just bloody sit down and I'll explain." Newt said after watching Dylan pace and mutter things to himself for another five minutes. Surprisingly, Dylan actually did sit down. "Chancellor Paige told me that WICKED planned on re-starting the Maze trials."

"The crazy dude in white already told us that," Dylan pointed out.

"Yes I know. But WICKED is a lot closer to that goal than we thought. They already have all the Candidates for the Trials. All but two." Newt paused for a moment so Dylan could digest that information, then continued. "They already chose me to go back in but you, Alex, and Gwen are among twelve others that could be the final two. They're gonna say that the last two left standing will get to leave WICKED."

"The last two... as in the two that just killed the other ten?" Newt nodded gravely. Dylan looked at him skeptically. "Why aren't you part of this insane death match?"

"They already chose me to go in. They just need that last two."

"Or you're working with them and trying to get me and Alex killed."

Newt rolled his eyes. "Seriously? Did you actually just bloody say that? First of all, you two bloody shanks saved my life. Second, WICKED took bloody everything from me and you still think I want to help them?"

Dylan just shrugged which only made Newt angrier. "Look I'm just passing on what she told me. If you choose to use that information is up to you."

Before Dylan could answer the door opened and two guards stepped in. "You," one of them said, pointing to Dylan. "Come with us."

He rolled his eyes but did as instructed. No more than five seconds had passed when Alex was shoved in the doorway and the door closed.

She glared at the door. "Jerks," she muttered. She turned to face Newt. "This sucks," she said.

"I know, but I think it will be over soon."

She narrowed her eyes. "What do you mean?" Newt launched into telling her his dream/vision. She was quiet the whole time, only nodding. The more he talked the deeper her frown became. "Only two?" She asked when he finished. Newt nodded grimly. "Even if it's one of us three..." she didn't finish the thought. "I don't want anyone to die!" She exclaimed, her voice cracking.

"I know. I don't either. But we can't focus on that right now. Hopefully Dylan won't be a slinthead and he'll tell Gwen. You three will have the upper hand since you know the truth. But since the others think they'll be let go they'll also be very eager to survive." He didn't want to scare her more but she needed to know as much as possible.

"Newt... I could die," she whispered. "Or Dylan."

"That's WICKED." Newt said bitterly. "They get what they want by whatever means necessary."He looked at her. Her expression only became more afraid. "Hey," he said gently. "You'll be okay."

She took a deep breath and nodded. "Okay, when is this happening?"

"I don't know. She didn't give me a time or a date. Just what was going to happen."

She nodded again. "I guess we'll just have to wait and see."

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It happened about two days later. Newt was with Gwen when they came for them. This time, a woman walked in. Her expression was light and her smile was warm, but the launcher in her hands and the gun at her side warned against any idea of escape.
"Gwen, please come with me," she said.

Gwen got up to leave but Newt stopped her. "I want to watch," he said firmly.

Her smile remained pleasant. "I'm afraid I don't know what you mean."

"Yeah, right. You know exactly what I mean. The fight. I want to watch."

The smile melted off her face. "How do you have that information?" she demanded.

"Doesn't matter. The point is I was one of the original members of the first Maze trials and I deserve at least this."

She looked thoughtful for a moment. Newt thought they were actually going to let him for a second untill she opened her mouth.

"No." she said flatly.

Newt took a few steps toward Her "Listen you bloody shank-" he was cut off by the launcher at his chest.

"Are we going to have a problem?" she asked coldly.

He gritted his teeth to hold back a retort. He's seen what these things could do to people and he didn't like the idea of getting hit with one of those grenades at this close of range. "No," he hissed.

Her smile returned. "Wonderful. Now. Gwen, dear. Please come with me."

At the last moment before the door closed, she looked back at Newt. "I'll see what I can do," she said, and left.

A/N

Hey guys. I hope you've all been well. I'm not gonna say the whole "I'm a horrible person" thing because y'all already know that. I promised this update would come eventually and now here it is. SURPRISE!
Anyway... I hope I can get to the next update. I have lots of ideas but I can never put them to words. Idk it's weird.
Please vote and comment! I'd love to hear some feedback.

Stay Magnificent! -StM