The Scorch Girl// Book 2// Newt TMR Fanfic

Chapter 9

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I felt Newts chest rise and fall with every breath he took, I could hear the wind whistle through the gap in the sheet.

"Rose, what are you doing?" Newt mumbles,

"The wind is picking up, I wanna check it out"

"No Rose, just go back to sleep"

"Newt, Rose!" Thomas' voiced whispers loudly, I jump from surprise which wakes up Newt completely.

"Bloody hell tommy, between you and Rose"

"Hi Thomas" I smile, lifting the sheet to see him.

Newt let's go of the sheet from one hand, holding onto it with the other hand.

"You know, I feel like there has to be more than one building out there. Do you see the tiny lights?" I point into the air.

Thomas nods, "I see them, it's a whole city, we'll keep heading that way"

"Don't I make the orders here?" Minho chimes, his hands on his hips.

Thomas sighs, "yes, you do"

Minho pretends to be thinking, "...let's head, that way!" Minho exclaims pointing to the building. I laugh and shake my head,

"Ai, captain" I reply, saluting.

"See, Rose gets it" Minho answers.

Everyone picks up the pace this time, as does the wind. I couldn't think it was even midnight yet.

Michael trudges up beside me, "hell of a group of friends you have, joking about our current situation"

"Lighten up" I joke, "life can't be wasted all on this"

"To be quite frank with you Michael, I don't trust as far as I could bloody throw ya slinthead" Newt butts in, taking my hand,

"We've been through more with her than you have" I put a hand on Newts arm, signalling for him to take a step back. His words had hurt Michael, enough for his eyes to droop a little.

"Tensions are high Mike, I hope you understand" I state, he nods his head.

"Oh so he gets a nickname?" Newt asks,

"He's my brother Newt"

"I'd never do something that would hurt her you know" Micheal speaks up. I snap my head in his direction,

"Take it from me, he's kept me safe too" AJ adds as she walks faster to stand beside him.

"Ok Slintheads, tea party stops" Minho yells, "anymore sentimental klunk and I actually might just barf"

Silence falls among us once again, Newt gives my hand a squeeze.

Just then a massive gust of wind pushes everyone forward, debris from god knows where such as branches and building materials fly past us, everyone managing to dodge with a gasp of surprise.

"Everyone!" Thomas yells, "Run!"

Before anyone had time to comprehend what was going on, we were running. The wind was barely even bearable yet everyone was running.

Newt had a grip on my hand but eventually slipped away, trying his hardest to keep me close.

"I'm fine Newt! Just run!" I exclaim over the sound of wind. I look over my shoulder, AJ and Michael were right behind.

The clouds were changing their shade of a cool grey to and even darker one, the rapid change scaring everything inside of me, Thomas had fallen back behind with me. We had gotten closer to what now looked like a city, the tall building everyone was aiming for became nothing but a faint shadow in a thick cloud of dust that was blurring my vision and hindering my speed.

I cough and spatter, that's when the sound of thunder struck my ears. The sound was so lound yet crisp, my ears ringing as I began losing my hearing. That's two senses down I thought to myself as I kept going, I couldn't let this stop me.

I could see the blurred image of our group in front of me, Newt was having trouble running with his limp and Thomas kept pushing him along.

I couldn't hear myself breath heavily, the thunder became softer as my deafened and ringing ears didn't allow me to hear it, the first bolt was lighting was so bright I had to cover my face with my arm.

The shock had shaken the ground, knocking me to the ground. I force myself back from the ground and keep running, I didn't know if I had even screamed from fright. I was deaf now.

I couldn't faintly make out the craters of charred earth that the lighting was leaving behind as the bright light rained down on us, dust being blown into the air. I pushed on, trying to make sure I could see Newt.

The sky continued to get darker and the dust, thicker. I couldn't make out anyone anymore, I was isolated. I felt utterly numb as I tripped over something that felt like a rock, yet I knew it wasn't a rock. It was black, that looked to be curled into a ball that was unmoving and hot the the touch.

The air began to smell of death and I had to will my stomach not to vomit itself out of my own stomach. I choked back what felt like tears and got up, I still felt numb yet I continued to put one foot in front of the other. Praying that misty everyone would be safe, and crying over the loses.

I could feel the panic and adrenaline powering my body as I kept my head straight and kept running as the dust began to clear and I could make out figures again. Gladers kept falling and only a small group had clumped up ahead .

A bolt of lighting lights up beside me, pushing me aside harshly and causing me to stumble. I thankfully recover quickly, a twang of hope in my chest as I spot the building. Several bolts of lighting continue to sever my grip on reality as I focus on the task of getting inside of that building.

I could make out AJ, her pace was slower and she couldn't seem to find the strength. My heart sinking when a thick line of light hits right in the middle of both of us and she's flown sideways, landing hard on the ground. I looked ahead and could see everyone had reached the building. I lunge forward, falling beside AJ and shaking furiously.

She seemed fine apart from not moving, next to us were the charred bodies of Gladers and I bit my tongue to try and forget the image in my head.

I try to yell at AJ to get up but I couldn't tell whether I was saying it in my head or out loud as she puts on hand on the ground to prop herself up. Lighting continued to strike, the ground rumbling and shaking beneath us.

I look up and see everyone already inside, the doorway open. Figures standing there, yelling.

AJ and I pull each other up and keep running. Another bolt of lighting strikes.