My Hero Limps [Newt love story]

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Jade POV:

"This ain't time for jokes, shank," Alby said, his eyebrows creasing.

"Im serious Alby," Minho said, sitting up, still slightly panting.

A load of questions exploded from Alby.

"Was the skin still moist? How did it look like? Was it still breathing?" Alby asked.

"I don't know man... It was just... there and not moving," Minho said.

"You and me, tomorrow. We are going to look at this dead Greiver," Alby said, determined. 

"Can I go?" I asked, softly.

Minho and Alby looked like I killed someone. Alby rolled his eyes and Minho just looked at me like I was insane.

"No! Im not letting my sister get hurt!" Minho yelled. There was a period of silence that followed. I creased my eyebrows and thought about it. Sister? 

"Just... no," Minho finished before walking off. Alby and I looked at his retreating figure and continued with our ways.

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The next day, I saw Alby and Minho getting their gear ready for their trip into the maze. I sat by a tree and brought my knees up to my chin, huddling them. I was still slightly bummed that I couldn't go. Maybe it was because I just had a death wish or I was just an adrenaline junkie. Maybe both.

I saw Minho and Alby exit the hut. Minho noticed me and gave me an apologetic smile. He knew I loved adventures and taking risks. 'Its too dangerous,' he would say. 

I didn't care. I wanted to go into the maze to help find a way out. I didn't believe that we were going to be stuck here forever. We had to get out sometime. These boys had been searching for years, yet they found nothing. 

"What are you doing, love?" a familiar british boy asked. I turned my head and saw Newt approaching. 

"Just thinking," I replied softly. I rested my head on my knees and closed my eyes, blocking out everything.

"Just lean on me," I heard Newt's voice tell me, guiding my head onto his shoulder. He obviously found it difficult, since I was short. I felt him lift me and put me on his lap, my head on his chest. I heard his steady heartbeat before dozing off. 

Flashback/Vision:

"Here, Jade, you will observe the maze," Teresa said gently. I was in a room full of computers and scientists typing away, taking notes occasionally. 

I was at my first day of training on how to be a scientist and Teresa was my guide. I saw the famous maze from a bird's eye view and saw the maze changing, forming patterns. I saw Minho run into the maze and followed his figure, noting the turns and his actions. From a young age, we were told to have excellent memory, so soon, I recognised the pattern Minho had. 

He would turn left, right, right, left, right and repeat. He would also cut off some vines to mark where he went. Teresa started to explain and I felt things going blurry.

I used to work for them?

I was whipped out of that vision and put into another.

"Its going to hurt a little," Newt said.

I saw an even younger vision of myself sitting on a chair, a certain blond boy next to me and another man beside me. I squeezed Newt's hand as the tattoo artist drew the outline of a skull, gritting my teeth in the process. It had hurt, a lot. We were covering up another scar, which was given to me just a few days ago.