The Maze Runner imagines/preferences (discontinued)

Newt Imagine (Request)

Requested by - Kahlerkid

***READER'S POV***
It was a normal morning for me; I woke up extra early, got ready, met with my brother Minho, and we headed off to the maze.

We stayed in the maze a little too long that day, we both ran to the walls when we heard them closing, but as fast as I ran, I never escaped. Minho got out just in time, he must of not realised I was quite far behind him. The walls clamped shut, and the motivating calls of the other Gladers died down. Great. I was dead. There was no way I could survive the night in the maze!

I wandered around aimlessly, I hadn't yet come across a Griever, but I was hoping that when I did - the death wouldn't be too painful. A high pitched shriek echoed throughout the walls, the sound knocked me back slightly it was that unreal. Then, I saw one. It headed straight for me, and I didn't run. I watched it stagger closer to me, squeezing my eyes shut and taking a deep breath. Then - darkness. Nothing but darkness. I saw nothing, heard nothing. I'd been engulfed in nothingness, and I let it happen.

***THIRD PERSON POV***
Minho fell to his knees in exhaustion, Newt looking very worried as he watched the boy mope. "Minho, where is she?" Newt asked, his voice slightly shaken as he began to expect the worse. Minho continued to stare at the ground and pant, not saying a word. "Where is she?!" The Brit angrily repeated, ignoring everyone turn their heads to his shout.

"I thought she was behind me.. It's too late now.." He whimpered, burying his face into his hands. Newt sighed, before turning his back and walking to the homestead. Everyone watched him fade into the distance, before looking back at Minho, crying into his palms.

The next day Minho returned to the maze in search of his sister's body. The other Gladers waited at the doors, preparing themselves to see (y/n)'s remains, everyone expected the worst. A figure could be seen from the doors, that figure soon turned out to be Minho carrying a body. Newt watched with wide, glossy eyes, before covering his mouth in shock. Minho placed (y/n)'s body onto the floor, though she did not seem to have a sting anywhere, blood covered her head, and she still seemed to be dead.

Later that afternoon, everyone had left their places behind the maze doors, Newt crept through them, and began to run, despite his leg hurting. He ran to the cliff closest to him, he wanted to jump. He had nothing left. He stood at the edge of this cliff, trying to ignore the flash backs of falling that flooded his mind.

"No!" A familiar voice shouted, grabbing Newt and pulling him back from the cliff edge. It was Minho, who noticed Newt was missing and instantly knew where he was.

"Let me go!" Newt sobbed, struggling to get out of Minho's grasp. "I have nothing left, I don't want to be here!"

"I'm not letting you die, I've lost my sister. I'm not going to lose my best friend too." Minho sternly implied, loosening his grasp on Newt as he stopped struggling.

"Fine." Newt murmured, wiping the tears from his face. The two boys headed back to the Glade, only to be greeted by Thomas, who wasn't looking so happy himself.

"We're burying (y/n) in the Death Heads, it's happening now." Thomas forces a weak smile, but it soon faded as he began to walk back. Minho and Newt followed, a look of dread on both of their faces. They all arrived in the Death Heads, immediately seeing (y/n)'s body being carried by Clint and Jeff to a hole that had already been dug out.

"I can't believe this is happening.." Minho mumbled, covering his face with his hands.

***READER'S POV***
Though I'd been trapped in this dark haven for a while now, I started to hear sounds. I heard a faint breeze, a silent hum of voices, and the sound of various animals in the distance. I regained consciousness, shooting up as I opened my eyes and gasped. As I focused my vision, I noticed that I was surrounded by other Gladers. What happened? A few people jumped back, most of the boys gasped and I swear Zart fainted.

"Holy shuck.. I thought she was dead.." Gally whispered to Thomas, who was staring at me with wide, stunned eyes.

I turned to the side of me, seeing Newt and Minho stood next to me. Minho was ever so slightly smiling, before I could study the boys more Newt ran towards me, knocking me over as he quite literally threw a hug at me.

"I thought you were dead.." He softly murmured into my ear, his face buried into my hair.

"What even happened? I remember a Griever attacking me - was I stung?"

"You weren't stung, we checked." Cliff imputed, pushing towards the front of the crowd of Gladers surrounding me.

"We thought you were dead, we couldn't hear a heart beat and you weren't breathing.. I don't understand.." Jeff continued.

"All that matters is she's here now." Newt smiled, standing up and then offering me a hand.

"Why are you so happy I'm still alive? We all die eventually.." I softly giggled. Oh shuck, that didn't seem rude did it?

"Because you're all I need."

"What..? I- uh- I--" before I could continue my insignificant rambling on, Newt swiftly pressed his lips onto mine. I was knocked back, but I soon melted into the kiss, and then I soon realised that Newt was all I needed.

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Oh. My. Gosh. I cannot even describe how sorry I am! This is the latest I've ever left a request, I sincerely apologise Kahlerkid! I've never felt so guilty before, so I hope you'll forgive me. Also - I'm sorry about changing around the story line a bit, I needed a way to write it but I got a little stuck so I needed to edit it a bit, and it's also really short, oh my lord I'm sorry. Please forgive me senpai. Either way, I hope you enjoy it.

And to everyone else, I'm sorry for my sudden hiatus! I should be writing more soon, I've just been hella busy.

Hope everyone's doing okay!

~ Lily c: