The Maze Runner Preferences and Imagines

Newt Imagine

Newt Imagine The Death Cure (TDC)

"I'M NOT GOING WITH HIM!" I yelled a Thomas, over the bombing. "I'M GOING TO HELP YOU WITH NEWT THOMAS!" He just shook his head. This was getting annoying. "YOU IDIOT! I CAN COVER FOR YOU. GO QUICKLY, I'LL COVER YOU!" He nodded, dragging Newt along with him. My hand clutched the gun, my fingers wrapping around the trigger. Pulling it and shooting enemies, I felt unstoppable, fearless. The feeling ended however when a shot hit my leg. My eyes swelled with tears. Removing my scarf, I wrapped it around the wound so the blood won't pour out of my leg. Limping after Thomas and Newt. I stopped when I heard Teresa's voice. "Thomas!" She said. "Can you hear me?" Her soft voice echoed throughout the city. "I need you to listen to me. I know you have no reason to trust me. But I need you to come back.  Thomas. You can save Newt." My eyes swelled with tears. Newt was not going to die, not if I could help it. I kept whimpering as I kept limping. "There's still time for him. There's a reason Brenda isn't sick anymore. It's you blood. Do you understand? She isn't sick because. You cured her. She doesn't have to be the only one." I saw Newt lying, coughing on the ground. Thomas, looking around, trying to find the voice of Teresa. "Newt." I breathed. Collapsing by his side. "Y-your hurt." He shivered. 

"I'm okay, come let's take you to Brenda."

"All you have to do is come back and all this will finally be over." Continued Teresa. 

"It's too late for me Y/N." He breathed, coughing more black blood. "N-no Newt d-don't say that." I choked on my tears. Newt pulled me into one last kiss. "I l-love you." He mumbled. A tear rolled down my cheek. "I-I love you too." I breathed. 

"Please." It was Teresa. "Just come back to me, I know you'll do the right-" The all the power cut off. Newt lay on his back coughing. My fingers wrapped around my wound on my leg. It was stinging with pain. Somehow, blood was seeped through the cloth. Newt slowly rose up. "Newt?" Mumbled Thomas. Newt was mumbling things under his breath. Grumbling, actually. He let out a screech and dashed towards Thomas. "Newt! Stop!" I screamed through tears. He fell on the floor. Looking up at Thomas, his glassy black eyes shining in pain. "Tommy." He panted. "Kill me!" Thomas's eyes shone in tears. He shook his head. "No." He whispered. They fought each other throwing punches. "HELP!" I screamed. "SOMEONE COME HURRY!" I tried to stand up, but the pain in my leg was unbearable. Newt pushed Thomas, panting. Then stopped. "I-i'm sorry Tommy." He panted. 

"It's okay." Thomas breathed. The Newt started to growl, as he dug his hand in his pocket, picking up his pistol, pointing it at his head. "NO!" Thomas and I screamed. Thomas bolted to Newt, knocking the gun out of his grasp. I caught it. Newt gave out a horrible screech, swinging a punch at Thomas. He then found a knife and aimed it at his chest. Thomas fought him so he wouldn't kill himself. "Hurry Brenda." I whispered between tears. They kept fighting. Newt about to stab Thomas. "NO!" I screamed. Newt killed Thomas. That's when I realised I was wrong. Newt staggered backwards. Instead of stabbing Thomas, he stabbed himself. "Newt." Whispered Thomas, as his friend fell to the ground. "NO!" I screamed crawling towards him. Newt's face was left with the essence of ease. He was put out of his pain. Thomas's body was shaking. "Go." I said. "Leave. NOW!" Thomas ran off. I turned around. Brenda stood, frozen in her tracks. "Y/N?" It was Minho. "Wh-" But he was cut off, when he saw Newt. Dead. His black glassy eyes reflecting the sadness off Minho's face. "N-Newt." He said. I placed my forehead  on Newts. Pecking a kiss on his nose. "I love you." I whispered. My leg seared with pain. I screamed. "Y/N." Said Gally shakily.

"We gotta get you mended."

"You can't." I said. Minho looked at me, his face covered with tears, his eyes red a puffy. "What do you mean?" He asked. I took a deep breath. Showing them my wound. Blood was still spilling. "Weather we get there or not, I'm going to die from the amount of blood loss." I said. Frypan came, and placed his arm around me. "Please, don't go." He said. 

"It's my time." I said. Minho shook his head. "I-I won't let you." He said. 

"I can't help it. I have to go leave me in peace, or go." Frypan gave me one last hug. "I won't forget the f-fun we had in the kitchen." He said. Sniffing. Minho grasped me in a tight hug. "Please." I moved away from him. "Minho, you'll do fine without us." Gally dragged him away. Saying his goodbyes. "See you on the other side." I yelled as they walked away. They left. I looked back at Newt. "I know you can't hear me Newtie, but I love you. I'll die for you. I will and always have, loved you." I pressed the front of the gun to my leg. "I'll see you when I fall asleep." I mumbled. And pulled the trigger. Darkness swallowed me. Then I saw light. The face of Newt bending over me. "He Love, welcome to the real Safe Haven." He said, giving me a kiss on the fore-head. It felt too good to be true.