"You wish me to prove myself, and prove myself I shall. First though, I need you lot to follow me. Nightfall is nearing. Therefore, we must find shelter. In our case, my camp." His smile turned into a smirk."Unless of course you would rather get comfortable in a wild beast's stomach."
Indeed, the sun was setting. It was beautiful. Peter noticed me looking and smiled. "Looks can be decieving darling." Who was he to tell me this? I honestly dont care. I sometimes got mesmerized by beautiful vines along the walls of the Maze and got lost. That was me. I am too trustful and am too nieve. I had been told this before, I know. I gritted my teeth and held on tighter to Newt. He didnt seem to notice. Instead, his jaw was tight and he glared at Peter. "Fine." I seethed through clenched teeth. "We'll go with you." Newt looked at me and raised his brow."You don't know this shank, but you you are willing to follow him into what could easily be a bloody trap." He did not look troubled or angry, he for once seemed calm. He seemed to be pondering as to what we should do because his face showed confusion and he furrowed his eyebrows in deep thought. I couldn't help but laugh at the sight. He looked up at me, smiled and began to tickle me. Why? I laughed as his long fingers skimmed over my torso. I begged him to stop and he did eventually. Then he looked at me innocently and said: "Just trieng to lighten the mood, love" I smiled. He then turned to Peter who still looked as though he was judging us. "And yes, we will go with you to your camp. Thank you for the offer. It seems that my friends and I need to rest."He nodded. So did Peter then without another word Peter set off into the forest. Our group followed close behind. Newt and I walked toward the rear just to make sure that nobody straid away.
"All you have to do is kill them with kindness" I heard Newt say. "What?" He looked into my eyes."Well, this Peter Pan person let us come with him because he is planning something, I can feel it. Therefore, he is trieng to kill us with kindness. All of us. I feel as though something is wrong and that we shouldnt be following him, but because he promised us shelter from the night, we are. What if he lied to us? What if there really are no animals that want to rip us to shreds? We wouldnt know." His expression is grim, but he takes my hand and continues walking. I follow and try to process everything that he had said a few moments ago. What if that Peter boy really did want to "kill us with kindness" as Newt had said. His expresion was smug, but he had a hint of excitement in his eyes. Newt was a curious person. He seemed like a quiet guy, but he has bursts of energy in which he is up for any adventure. Be it dangerous or fun. That was Newt.

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Amoung The Shadows
FanfictionWhat if Wicked failed to reach the Gladers. What if they were saved by a legend. A legend whose true colors are yet to be discovered...