Amaurotic \\ The Maze Runner [Newt] [1]

Chapter Nine

[ P R E S E N T ]

[ S T U N G ]

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~ Flashback-Two ~

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Nova stepped foot on the back porch of the big white house, revealing another valuable memory. More particles of flesh, skin, and clothing started to form next to her. It had been the same child and woman from further in the yard. But this time, the child was older, ten-years-old at the most.

"Avery, dear, you still in on the future project?" The woman asked, sitting in a rocking chair, clothed in the same all white outfit as before.

The young preteen lightly smiled with a small nod, "Yes, mom."

"That's my girl." The woman grinned.

She seemed to say those words a lot. Nova thought.

"When will this project happen?" Avery asked.

"Soon my dear, soon."

"Where will it be placed?" The young preteen kept up with the questions.

"Now that one is a secret, but I'm sure you'll enjoy it through and through." The woman smiled, tapping her fingers on the arms of her chair.

Avery nodded, "Alright."

Nova had been confused on their conversation, and she was curious on what it was about. Though, she had an idea what it was, but she couldn't be too sure. So, she didn't start questioning it, just yet.

Both the woman and Avery had erased from existence for the second time, as that one memory obliterated into oblivion. Allowing Nova to move on to the next shattered memory.

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~ End Of Flashback-Two ~

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The entire Glade huddled around the Box like they were staring at a mountain of food that could last for years, but instead they stared at a boy, a boy that was distinguished in confusion. The boy looked up at every Glader boy that stood tall above him, his jaw dropped and eyes wide. Moist tears of fear weld up in his eye-sockets.

Gally jumped straight into the Box, keeping his eye on the newbie. With a panting breath, he spoke, "Day one Greenie, rise and shine."

Gally pulled the newbie out of the Box, and threw him straight into the grass. Newt looking down at the boy with a slight grin, the boy stared back with a heavy breath, his mind fuzzy. The Glader's roaring in excitement.

Then, the boy got up and ran for it. "We've got a Runner!" Clint hollered, his voice practically bouncing off each wall of the Glade.

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~ Flashback-Three ~

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Inside the house, Nova stepped into the kitchen first-hand. The cleanest dishes she's ever seen piled neatly on each dish rack, not a dirty spot to be found. It was a marvelous sight to her eyes, considering she's only felt paper plates Frypan used to place food on.

The usual particles started to form human bodies again, just like before, the woman in white was cooking, and Avery – now thirteen-years-old – sat at the kitchen table, waiting patiently.

"I'm so hungry," Avery complained. "When will dinner be ready?"

The woman – Whom Nova still didn't know the name of – chuckled. "Hush my child, it'll be done soon."

Avery groaned, "Okay, I guess."

"Avery, what did I say about pouting?"

"That it's disrespectful to your guardians." Avery answered.

"And?" The woman cleared her throat.

"And, I'm too old for it now."

"Good girl." The woman smirked.

Nova's stomach rumbled, as the thought of food had her craving. They obliterated into oblivion once again, for the third time.

Nova headed towards the living room, ready to learn even more.

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~ End Of Flashback-Three ~

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After the boy, had spent the night in the pit, not able to remember his name, nor even how or why he was there, or even any of his memories. He started to feel worried that they wouldn't let him out, and what he had so suddenly stumbled upon, was a big mistake.

Meanwhile; Newt entered the homestead to check up on a passed-out Nova, just like he promised hours earlier.

"We've got a newbie today Nova, he's all bloody shaken up just like you were when you came in the Box two years ago," Newt explained, sitting back down in the same exact chair he sat in earlier.

"Listen, I know you probably can't hear a bloody word I'm sayin' right now," Newt sighed. "But, I just wanted you to know that, I care for you so much, you probably don't even know. And I promise you, you will pull through, alright?"

Newt rubbed the pad of his right thumb gently against Nova's temple, thinking it would calm her down, even though she wasn't thrashing or anything like that. He just thought, maybe, it would give her nice thoughts. Hopefully.

"I'm tellin' ya," Newt spoke. "it'll be alright, I swear to you, it will."

He smiled, believing it to be true. Nothing else on his mind, but Nova and her health.

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Sorry it's quite short, just wanted a little filler to keep the story going. x3

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