Wake Me Up Inside (a Newt FanFic)

Chapter 1

I was walking down a crank filled road when it first began. I was walking along trying to act like a crank when I heard a loud gunshot. I was used to hearing different types of gunshots and such, but this one was different; it sounded more high tech then the others I'm used to hearing and before it I had heard yelling, which I'm also used to hearing.

I don't know what I thought I just remember I froze right where I was. I heard another yell then car tires screeching on the pavement, and a few other various fighting noises-squealing tires, yelling, etc-I waited to move until everything sounded about normal, when that happened I immediately started running to where I thought I heard the gunshot from.

I had to run passed the pile of garbage and cranks to get there but none of them noticed me, thank GOD, I kept running until I saw what looked like blonde hair on the ground I ran over to the person and turned them over so they were laying on their back.

Even though I'm guessing that this was the dude that got shot, I didn't see any blood anywhere or any bullet holes, which was weird. I snapped my fingers in front of his face and at first he didn't respond but after a second, one of his eyes twitched, just the tiniest bit. I stared at the blonde haired boy. As I kept looking I realized how handsome he was; with his blonde hair, even though it was extremely dirty, his skinny but muscular build, and his face, the dirt smudged sweet looking face; kind of like a teddy bear that you just wanted to hug.

I realized I should probably get him somewhere that was safer than here, so I stood and grabbed his arms and started to drag him towards the nearest man-hole, the sewers, strangely enough, never really have any cranks in them, I'm guessing because they either don't have the strength to lift the covers, or are gone enough that they don't know it's there, or both.

I was dragging him when I heard a noise, at first I didn't know what it was, then I heard it again. Was that a groan? I looked down at the boy I was dragging and saw his eyes start to flutter open then closed. I was so surprised, I dropped his arms, which made his upper body drop and slam into the cold concrete which made him groan again. I walked around him to where I was facing him and knelt down beside him. He groaned again and his eyes fluttered open. The dark blue, almost black eyes focused on me. He sat up immediately and put his hand to his head.

"Hey! Are you okay?" I asked, putting my hand on his arm.

He looked at me but didn't respond.

"Umm, okay. Well, um, what's your name?" I asked.

He kept looking at me, then he looked at the ground like he was trying to find something.

He finally looked up at me after about 30 seconds and said:

"The names Newt."