My first love || Newt x reader

Part 1.

Life before the scorch was fairly confusing, though I'd say better than this. In the glade, we had an economy. Mostly put together. None of us knew that this was what we would escape to, i'm afraid if we knew, we wouldn't have left. As we all know, WICKED put us there, and this is phase two. The seven of us glazed through the desert terrain, occasionally holding an arm in front of our faces as we walked, sand blowing up from the soft winds.

Y/n Pov:

As we strutted through the desert, I leaned over a bit, resting my palms on my knees, catching my breath as we had been walking for a while.

"You good, Y/n?" I heard a voice ask. Thomas's voice.

"Y-yeah im alright. Just catching my breath." I had never been the best at heavy physical activity, escaping the maze was a nightmare for my lungs.

After a few seconds, we started up again. Suddenly there were a few bangs, causing us all to drop to the ground.

"Stay down." Minho said to us, looking over at us all to see if we were alright. I crawled around to the top of the hill of sand we were behind, seeing a bunch of guards with lights and guns.

"We need to go, now. Stay low." I went back over to the others, standing up around halfway. We speed-walked down the hill, trying to stay away from being caught.

"Guys. In here." I heard Teresa say, pointing at a broken window before going inside, stumbling a bit down a slope.

"Teresa no wait!" Thomas tried to call out, but she was already in, causing us to follow.

"What is this place...?" I asked, looking around as there was only little light.

"It seems like someone used to be living here." Newt held up a torn up jacket, putting it back on the ground.

"Maybe there's still someone here, who can help us." Teresa stated, walking forwards a bit.

"Lets find a way to turn on the lights too." Frypan commented, looking around as you all walked into a room with flashlights, jackets, backpacks and other necessities.

"Take what you need. We'll meet back here." Minho said, taking off to find a light source with Thomas. All of us took a flashlight.

I went out of the room, walking around. I heard something in the distance, thinking it was just one of the other gladers.

"Newt? Fry? Who's there?" I called out as I continued walking, gasping and falling to the ground as a human-like creature jumped on top of me, trying to bite me.

"HELP!!" I yelled out, struggling to keep the creature inches away from biting. Newt and Teresa ran over, looking for something to knock the crank off of me with.

I let out a small wince as its teeth grazed the skin on my arm, cutting through a bit, enough to draw blood. Teresa grabbed a metal pole from the ground, using all her force to knock the creature off of me and stun it. I scurried up, backing away and to the line where Newt was.

"What the hell is that?!" I exclaimed, holding the wound on my arm.

544 words.