Hi there! So as you may notice throughout the story I have had to use artistic license here, such as you come up in the box, a month after Thomas, before Teresa, we are forgetting Kill Zone for a bit! Also you may not be British but it gives you two a reason to have met, and there's a few other things but you will see!
Clunk...
Your eyes flash open and you jump up into a squat with your hands out, alert. You strain your eyes to see in the almost black with only blue and red lights flashing around you. You are aware of the sensation of flying quickly upwards, you look around your suroundings and see food supplies and some farm animals. Suddenly you realise you have no memories, not even your name, parents, family, intrests, ambitions, nothing, only the academic things such as speech, spelling and math. You look up feeling the speed increase and see light, burning, blinding light. The speed decreases suddenly and you fell back.You feel the box you are standing in stop, the light still pearcing your eyes. As you look above you you see a blue sky and people, boys, only boys staring down at you. You see them chattering and muttering among themselves. You look down at your knees, hugging them tightly to your chest. Then one calls out, "Hey, look! It's a girl!" They all have a recognition of that and gasp. Suddenly you feel the box shudder and someone jump down next to you. "Alright Love?" I heard in a thick British accent, "I'm fine, but, I can't remember." I replied shakily, realising I had the same accent as him. "Okay," I heard him gasp slightly at the similarity in our voices, "well it's normal not to remember anything, your name 'll come back, that's it though." He explained. "Im Newt, any idea who you are yet?" He asked softly. I looked up at him, he seemed familiar but I couldn't be sure since I didn't remember anything else. His chocolate brown eyes met mine and I remembered the thing I was promised I would, "y/n" you smiled, " I'm y/n! That's my name!" Newt looks like there is a tinge of recognition for a second and then it's gone, as quickly as it came. I'm not even sure if it was there. He rustled his scruffy, Sandy blonde hair and grined at me before saying, "better get you out of the box greenie your no use to anyone in here and neither am I!" He reaches out a hand to you and you take it. He pulled me up to standing then turning me around put his hands on my waist and hurled me up. He is stronger than he looks! Then I turn around and see a dark skinned boy reaching his hand down and grabbing hold of Newt's hand before hauling him up. "Bloody hell! That's getting harder with the klunky ankle." He laughs and steps forward, I notice that he has a severe limp. How did he end up with that? I'll probably ask in the future but I'm not really in the mood right now. I'm hungry and tired, and as I had already noticed surrounded by boys, teens looking me up and down, I hear a few comments such as, "I call dibs!" And, "she's cute!" Newt however stared daggers at them all. He put his hand on my waist, not sexually just protectively, and guided me through the crowd. Some people called out again, "ooh, looks like she's taken!" And, "He moves fast." But we took no notice. Just kept walking, well walking and limping.
Newt had taken me to the bonfire that had already been light and gotten us both a bowl of soup before sitting next to me. "Your a bit late you know y/n, the shanks who send us up must have been off schedule!" He chuckled. I looked not at him but at something you had just noticed in the firelight, it had gotten dark quickly, the thing you had noticed was menacing walls surrounding us, "Newt, don't lie about the answer to this question," I began, he looked at me, honesty in his eyes, He wouldn't lie. "Those walls, they're stopping either us getting out or something getting in... Or is It both?" He looked solemnly at me, "both, we think, not really sure though love." He smiled saddly. It looked so familiar you had to know him!
Hope your enjoying the story so far! It's my first so it might not be so great. I will update as often as possible although I'm quite busy. I'm not, not going to update though so don't worry!!!
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How We Met Again
Fanfictionyou knew Newt even when you came up in the box, a greenie with no other memories except your name. I don't own any of the maze runner characters, they belong to James Dashner and the actors belong to themselves.