Their Cure {Newt x reader}

Begin of the End

-No one's pov-

"There is no way out Thomas. Teresa step away from them." Jansen says as he glares at Thomas and Newt.

Newt glares right back, a uncontrollable rage ripping him up inside.

Teresa suddenly turns around and pushes Thomas into Newt. They stumble into the hall and Teresa slams her hand down on the fire alarm. The door shuts, separating Newt and Thomas from her and Jansen.

Thomas looks at her shocked,  but then Newt drags him away.

"Why did you do that! Now their going to get YN!" Jansen yells at Teresa.

Teresa walks away, a bloody cotton rag in her left hand. "Their trapped on this floor, and I need them alive Jansen."

Jansen sighs and looks at the guards. "Come on. Follow me." He says as he walks away.

-Minho pov-

"Do you think they found YN yet?" I ask Gally.

Gally sighs and continues to saw through the valt door.

"I dunno. Maybe." He mutters.

I roll my eyes and lean against the wall, looking at the other people who were in a Maze. The rest of the immune that we didn't get on the train.

"Are you almost done-"

"Minho. Will you shut up for one minute. Unless you want to do this, please slim it." Gally sags glaring at me over his shoulder.

I put my hands up in surrender and he turns the saw back on. Sparks start to fly again, and I sigh.

-Your pov-

"What are you doing?" I ask the man, who was holding a scalpel.

He smiles kindly at me, as he moves closer to me in his rolling chair.

"I'm just making a small incision on your arm. So that we can get more blood for a cure." He says sweetly.

I make a face of horror, and yank the straps holding my hands. He puts a hand on my arm to steady my, and I yank harder.

I kick my right leg up, kneeing him in his jaw. He backs away, and I sit up. I quickly start trying to unstrap my hands, using my  teeth to tug at it.

He shakes his head and glares at me.

"Oh shit." I whisper.

He grins at me and waves the knife in his hand at me.

"That wasn't a nice thing to do, now was it. I guess I'll just have to teach you not to knee people in the face." He says as he get closer.

I glare at him, with a smirk on my face.

"Your right. It's wrong to knee people in the face." I say.

He nods and gets closer. "Yes, now what do you say?" He asks.

"I'm sorry." I trail off, and he smiles.

"Their. That wasn't so hard." He says.

I smirk. "You don't knee people in the face. You kick them in the nuts!" I yell as I kick him in his family jewels.

His face goes into shock, and he crumbles to the ground in pain. He lets out a low groan in pain, and I smirk.

I quickly take off the right strap, and work on the left one. I stand up, and kick him in the face.

"That's what your suppose to do. Asshole." I snear, and run out of the room.

-Brenda pov-

"Okay. Into the bus, hurry." I mutter to the immune kids