Children of Light (A Newt x Reader)

Alternate Ending

Not a part in the book but this is another ending to the death cure! Hope that you enjoy! BTW I am not following most of the wording correctly so just be aware of that. 

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"Kill me!" Newt shouted. Over and over again was all that Newt could say. Thomas was still underneath his friend with the gun in his hand. Newt's eyes weren't the same, his skin wasn't the same. Nothing was the same about his friend. 

"Why are you asking me to do this Newt? Why?" Thomas asked. 

"Don't you get it? I don't want to reach the gone! So kill me already would you?" Newt asked. Thomas didn't know what to say or to do. 

"Newt I can't" Thomas said in a pleading way. 

"Yes. You. Can! Don't you get it? You do this one thing for me and I can be happy!" Newt spat, placing the run against his head. 

"But what would Minho do if he found out? What would Frypan say or think? What would Alby think if he were hear." Thomas asked softly. Newts eyes widened and Newt rolled over to the sky and started staring into the sky. 

"Minho and Alby would remind me of my promise." Newt said is a whisper. Thomas looked at his friend confused. 

"What promise?" Thomas asked softly, putting the gun aside and taking his friends hand. 

"Have I told you how I got this limp Tommy?" Newt asked, staring into the distance. Thomas shook his head and Newt sighed. He sat up and face Thomas. "Well when I first went into the maze I was a runner as well you know? Then one day I bloody lost it. I climbed half way up those shucking walls and jumped. Minho watched me do it. I made his watch me do it. When he came to try to talk me down I didn't list. I just jumped and he watched me try to welcome death. But I couldn't even die Tommy! I couldn't even bloody kill myself! Minho and Alby dragged me back to the glade and when I woke up, I got out with a limp and those two shanks made me promise something. That I would never try to kill myself. Ever again." Newts eyes were clouded with tears and he was shivering. 

"Hey. Its alright Newt. Its alright. Come with me and we can make it out. You can see Minho again and he can help you keep you promise to him and Alby." Thomas tried to say without crying. 

"But Tommy. Don't you see? I can't go on. I'm going to kill everything in my way. I'm going to become an animal." Newt cried into Thomas. All Thomas could do was sit there and let his friend cry into him. 

"Shh. Newt. Everything is going to be alright." Thomas brushed his hand through his friends hair and waited until the cries had stopped. Just then in the distance, Thomas saw a car going there way. Straight at them. The car wouldn't stop so Thomas did the last thing he could think of. He threw Newt to the side as the car impacted. 

"Tommy?" Newt asked after he recovered from the impact with the ground. The car had backed up and Minho came running out. "Tommy?" Newt asked afraid. He looked at his friend, limp on the floor. Minho checked Thomas for a heartbeat and he was relived. 

"He is alive. But he is unstable." Minho said. He didn't even notice Newt was there. Minho and Frypan picked Thomas up and entered the car. Then the car drove off. Leaving Newt behind. 

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Three years later

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Newt sat inside of the hut he had made, watching the sun go down. Newt had learnt to slowly ease the flare away. Think of things that he loved. Like watching people smile, hanging out with his friends and thinking of them. There weren't many people left in Denmark. Most of them got infected and died or they got eaten. Newt had learn to scare all of them away by acting like he was long past gone. The blond haired boy lied on the floor, thinking of all of the good times he and his friends had. Now that he thought about it, Thomas and Brenda have probably made a family by now and Minho was being that single dude chilling somewhere, staying fit, being sassy and taking control of living. They were probably all happy and had left Newt's memories in the dust. The boy sighed and looked out the window again to see a car coming his way. That was strange. There were like forty nine other cranks living in this area other then him. They were probably having another party. The car parked in front of Newt's hut and two people came out. 

"Do you think its him?" One of them asked hopefully. 

"I hope so. Man I miss that shank." That voice Newt could recognize anywhere. Minho. Newt hid behind his makeshift bed in the corner. 

"Well I'm busting down the door." The first voice said again. There was only one guess that Newt could take a guess at who it was. Thomas. The door fell to the ground and in came the two of them came in and saw nothing. 

"Newt? Newt old pal? Where are you?" Minho asked. They started searching everywhere around the house until they came to the bed. Minho somehow managed to grab Newt's foot from under the bed and Newt was dragged from his hiding place. 

"Why did you guys come for me? You know that I am a crank and that I could kill you any minute." Newt tried to explain to his friends but was cut off by something being jabbed into his neck. Newt felt faint and fell to the floor. 

"Did you use the right one you shank?" Minho demanded to the guy beside him. 

"Sorry. I use the wrong one. Got the right one this time." Newt heard. Something else was injected into his neck and Newt felt lightheaded. Once Newt blacked out Minho smiled. 

"Welcome back you shank." He whispered. Thomas and Minho dragged Newt into the truck and back to safe haven.

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I only made like 1039 words. Now I am sad. Anyways I hope that you guys liked that alternate ending and this books ending might be like this but you know I will continue it and stuffs but who knows what I have drifting in this strange mind of mine? Anyways catch you guys in the next chapter that I cam writing after the Minho one! See you guys around!

~Amethyst