It Wasn't Over

Prologue

It had been quiet since the war ended and everyone got their memories back. Arthur made it illegal to experiment or study humans, with or without special abilities. Minho left shortly after everyone got their memories back in search of his family. Sadly, only his father was still alive when he finally found them. His mother was at home when the Government attacked and was shot multiple times.

Newt, Thomas, and Arthur were discussing how to convince the leaders of the other countries who didn't believe in his choice to make experimenting illegal to join them in saving those with abilities. Newt and Thomas were there to talk to the leaders and convince them as Thomas used to work for the government and Newt was great at talking to people and making them agree with him. They had just gotten the leader of France to join them when Minho's father, Shiwoo, ran in looking worried.

"Arthur, we need to talk." He glanced at the two Gladers present. "Alone."

Arthur nodded and asked Newt and Thomas to leave for a moment. "What is it?" He asked once the door was shut.

"There appears to be rumors of a group who is against those with special abilities. The rumors are saying the group is still experimenting on people with special abilities. They say the group is threatening to kidnap some of our own." Shiwoo said nervously. "I don't have all the information but it seems the suspected followers of the group are family members of the government agents and even some retired agents."

"I'm sure it's just a nasty rumor, but to be safe send extra troops to patrol the grounds."

"Yes sir." He hastily nodded and left.

Thomas and Newt walked back into the room. "What was that about?" Thomas asked.

"Oh nothing, just some silly rumor." Newt and Thomas nodded, still suspicious Arthur cleared his throat. "So, about the next meeting..."

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"Hey Thomas, Newt. What's up?" Asked Minho during dinner.

"Just helping Arthur convince the leaders of the other countries to make it illegal to study those with abilities. The usual." Thomas chuckled.

"Man that must be so boring."

"Actually, I like it." Newt said. "Being able to help people out is nice."

"You just like it because you're so good at negotiating." Minho chuckled.

"And you hate it because every time you open your bloody mouth you make things worse." Newt teased.

"I do not!"

"Really? Because I recall a certain somebody talking his way into almost losing his fingers."

Minho glared. "We do not speak of that."

"Both of you calm down." Thomas chuckled. "I don't know about you but I'm hungry. Let's hurry and get our food." They quickly filled their plates and sat down.

"So Minho, how are you and your father getting along?" Newt asked.

"Things are getting better. He's busy a lot but at least we can hold a conversation for more than a minute. He seems pretty cool."

"That's great Minho." Thomas said smiling.

Gally walked over and sat down next to Newt, a plate filled with food. "How's it going Pennywise?" Minho asked.

"Hey." Newt chuckled, shoving him. "Play nice."

Gally glared. "Just because my parents gave me a stupid name doesn't mean you can call me it."

"Of course it does."

"Well at least my name isn't Jay. That is the blandest name ever."

Minho dropped his smile and glared back at Gally. "Not cool, Shank."

Newt and Thomas smiled, amused at the two Gladers childish behavior.

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Soon enough dinner was over and everyone headed off to bed. Newt laid down, falling asleep in a matter of minutes. Unbeknownst to him, a man and woman dressed in black snuck through the window.

The woman pulled out a needle, injecting the clear contents into Newt's neck. "Hurry and grab him." She hissed. The man quickly picked him up and carried him out the window into an SUV, the woman not far behind. Newt was shoved into the back seat before they got in and drove off. "This will teach the freaks their place," the woman chuckled. "And who better to test the serum on than our new leader's own nephew."

The man smirked. "I can't wait."