Inventing Love ♡Newt♡ II

PROLOGUE

The sound of the helicopter's blades as they slowly descended towards the ground. Nick sat against the machine in between Minho and Newt. Newt's head rested on her shoulder as he slept with his fingers intertwined with hers. Minho on the other hand had been fighting to keep his eyes open, shaking his head every time his eyes would close.

Nick had been awake the whole time glaring down at the strange men that had rushed in and 'saved them' after they solved the maze. She didn't think it was a coincidence that they appeared when they finally escaped and soon enough she was the last awake along with the men.

The atmosphere was thick with tension as the heavily armed men looked on edge. Each of them avoided her eyes, focusing on the sleeping kids around them.

Even if she wanted to fall asleep she wouldn't, something told her that whatever she would see when she was asleep would not be pleasant. Nightmares or memories, Nick didn't want to see either.

As soon as the doors opened either side of them yells mixed in with the sound of the helicopter's blades. Everyone woke up dazed and confused except Thomas who continued sleeping unaware of what was going on around him.

Different men grabbed at their arms or tops dragging them out onto a platform. "Let's go! Get inside!" The men yelled. The group gave the men a strange look as they hurriedly pushed them towards this fortress-like-building.

Nick winced as she jumped out the helicopter and landed on her bad leg, in the long hours inside the helicopter she had forgotten about it. A pain shot through her leg but she still dug her feet into the ground when one of the men tried to pull her.

Lights flashed around them, sand flew up in the air and people were running around them each with guns. By the looks of everything she could tell something had definitely gone wrong with their arrival.

She tore herself away from the grip of the man that had taken hold of her. So did most of the others except Teresa and Jordan who had continued to run. Minho was shouting at Thomas to wake up whilst the rest of the group looked at each other most likely wondering the same thing.

What the hell is going on?

The man swivelled around grabbing her wrist again only this time it was much harder and tighter. Just as she was about to protest she heard this.. Inhuman scream followed by many more. All of the maze kids turned towards the zombified creatures running down the dunes and straight towards them.

Immediately they all began to run towards the building, willingly this time. One thing they knew for sure was they didn't want to find out what those things could do.

Nick was joined at the back with Thomas who still looked confused and Minho who wore a fearful expression. Pain continued to shoot through her leg causing her to limp more but her speed never wavered.

Once they had all run inside the building they spun around to see the doors closing and the men firing towards the creatures. Nick looked around what she assumed looked like some kind of large factory before limping to the front by Thomas, Newt and Minho.

People were running around even inside the building, some ordering others whilst focusing on their own thing. The group of kids looked out of place with everything going on around them.

Soon they were rushed down a few hallways until they were shoved into a dark room. The man that had led them there pushed them in forcefully, leaving no time for any discussion.

"Get inside, hurry, hurry, hurry." The man shouted at them.

"Woah, woah. What's going on out there?" Thomas asked, turning around to face the man.

"Nothing we can't handle."

"Didn't look like you had it handled." Nick stepped forwards.

The man shot her a glare before shoving her back and closing the door leaving them in the dark. Nick stumbled into Fry who helped her stand straight before letting go with a smile.

"Hey! Hey!" Thomas banged against the metal door, "Let us out!"

His shouts fell on dull ears as the door stayed closed but the lights began to turn on. All of them stood in silence staring at the long table filled with all sorts of food. Not just the stuff they had in the Glade but everything they could only imagine, until now.

"Dibs on the rice." Frypan ran forwards along with the others.

All of them dug into the food, shoving it into their mouths and filling up plates with laughs of joy.

Nick, Newt, Jordan and Winston dug into the chicken, each taking a leg and biting into it. Their eyes widening at the juicy flavour. Frypan and Thomas were filling plates with rice and vegetables. Teresa was grabbing different vegetables and Minho was gulping down the jug of milk.

"This is way better than Frypans slop." Winston chuckled, earning laughs of agreement.

Nick laughed and threw some vegetables at him at the same time as Teresa threw some rice towards Thomas. It didn't take long for all of them to start throwing the food at each other. Their screams and laughter mixed in with each other.

Frypan stood on the bench holding his plate close to him and trying to protect his rice. "The rice! Watch the rice!"

Minho grabbed some mashed potatoes and smashed them onto Newt's face. When Nick burst out laughing from his side, he swiped some off his face and wiped it down her face.

"Payback." Newt grinned.

Nick laughed and threw some of her rice at him, "Payback." She repeated his words.

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After they had finished everything on the table the group took different seats at the back.

Winston was sitting at the table, Jordan was sitting on one of the large bottom shelves, Thomas was leaning against the box that Fry was sitting on and Nick was lying on the floor with her leg resting up the table.

"I don't know who these guys are.." Fry broke the comfortable silence, "But they sure can cook."

"Who are they really though?" Teresa was leaning against the box Newt was sitting on. "We don't know anything about them."

"Well we know theyre no friends of Wicked." Newt ran his finger across the top of his cup.

"That's good enough for me." Minho sat up, he had been lying on top of the table. "You guys think too much. We're free. Enjoy it."

"You don't have even a bit of doubt these guys aren't good?" Nick's voice was hoarse and her eyes were trained on the cut where she had been stung.

"So what if they are? We'll survive them, we're stronger than they think." Minho lay back down on the table gently tapping her foot. "Quit worrying."

There was a small creak and the door opened causing them all to get up from their spots. As they got closer a man with grey hair and a rat-like-face walked into the doorway.

The man smirked at the sight of Nick but it was gone as quickly as it came."You kids doing alright?" No response so he continues. "Sorry about all the fuss, we had ourselves a bit of a swarm." The man scanned the group quickly.

"Who are you?" Thomas asked.

"I'm the reason you're all still alive. It's my intention to keep you that way." The man moved to the side of the doorway, "Now come with me. We'll get you kids squared away."

They watched as the man walked away slowly to give them time to decide although they didn't have much choice.

"Do we follow him?" Thomas looked towards Nick.

"I don't think we have much choice." She gestured to the man with the gun glaring at them.