[REWRITE COMING SOON] A story where a boy with a mysterious and complicated past falls for the boy with a limp. [ newt x male oc x teresa]
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PART I ; The Maze
Three months before Thomas came, a boy name, Poe comes out of the Box with no memories a...
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pre-the maze runner chapter eleven
❛❛we always thought he'd be one of the people to make it out of here ❜❜
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The entire Glade fell in shock the rest of the evening. Being Stung is one of the few things that no one can survive through. A Glader who is Stung eventually die. They go through pain and even go mad.
With Nick being Stung brings a terrible and devastating news in the Glade. Nick who has been in the Glade since the beginning and has played the role as leader from the start. It is truly disbelieving and deniable that the leader is dying. Some Gladers found it difficult to believe that, mostly it was Alby, Newt, Minho, those who were in the Glade at the start.
The Glade was almost silent, some Gladers were talking and the rest remained quietly. Alby and the Keepers were already trying to figure out what happens next but everyone knew. If Nick dies, that means Alby will become the leader, it is still unknown who will be the Second in Command. No one were talking yet about it, it is too soon. Right now, Nick is living in his last days.
Poe found Anton sitting on his hammock, the young boy was lowering his head and it's the first time that Poe had seen the boy this depressed. Anton was always this cheerful boy who always has a smile on his face everyday.
"Hey" Poe sat down on his hammock, kept his glance on the boy while Bark sat between the two Gladers. "You okay?" It was stupid to ask when he already knew that Anton wasn't okay. Nearly everyone were sad about Nick. Poe was depressed as well about the leader.
"I will be" Anton sniffled, rubbed his nose with his hand. "It's Nick, you know... we always thought he'd be one of the people to make it out of here"
Poe thought so too. It's probably why everyone are in denial. Nick had been looking after everyone, he cared everyone even those he wasn't fond with, he had lost a lot of Gladers the past two years and now the Gladers are about to lose him.
"Yeah" Poe nodded weakly. It also made him wonder if he had ever gone into the Maze today, he would've been Stung. If Minho said yes. Was he relieved? He didn't want to feel relieved, there was a part of him that he wish he could've gone into the Maze instead.
The Glade had a sleepless night, not all of the Gladers went to sleep, but some did and it was midnight. It was past midnight when Anton finally fell asleep meanwhile Poe was still awake, trying to sleep. He wasn't sure why he couldn't fall asleep, but it did had to do with Nick. The Glade won't be the same again.
Poe got up and left his hammock quietly without waking up Anton and Bark. He just wanted to use the outhouse before he finally goes to sleep. The night was quiet, crickets were chirping, frogs croaking from the ponds, the faint rumbling sounds from the Maze. The sky was cloudy, stars were showing between the clouds and the half moon constantly peeking and stayed just above the Glade. Winds were howling softly, making the leafs dance and the air was breezy.
