Tmr/Shadowhunters

Prologue

   Newt and Thomas were sitting on the beach of the safe haven, watching the sky as the colors turned from blue to pink as the sun set. Everything was peaceful. They were glad, the gladers and scorchers thought they deserved a break after everything they were forced to go through.
 
   Thomas laid his head on his boyfriend's shoulder and yawned. The blonde smiled at him. "You tired?" He chuckled.

   "Exhausted" The brunette grinned sleepily.

   "Well you should probably go to bed then" Newt teased and started to get up.

   "Not that tired" Thomas pulled him back down.

   "I'm not falling asleep in the sand again" Newt said, but settled down next to Thomas "We're always covered in sand in the morning"

   "We won't fall asleep" The runner promised.

   They sat there until the sun had long gone down but they never made another move to get up. They heard the others talking and laughing at the weekly bonfire behind them but they were too focused on each other to get up and join them. Eventually they feel asleep.

   They were awoken, who knew how long after by yelling.

   "Who the shuck are you?"

   "Minho" The boys said in sync.

   They ran up the beach to where the yelling was talking place. When they got there they noticed that the fire had long gone out and that a strange group of people stood on the far side of the valley.

   Minho and most of the others had guns pointed at them. The strangers had guns pointed back and were yelling.

  "Put the guns down" One of the men said "We're here to help"

   Newt and Thomas found their way besides Minho and took out their own guns as they did.

   "Who are you" Thomas snapped.

   "We're the FBI" The same man said.

   "You say you're here to help us but you're pointing weapons at us" Newt pointed out.

   The man motioned for the men and women behind him to lower their guns. "We're here to take you back to your families"

    This caused whispers among the crowd. As far as they knew everyone was dead or turned into cranks. Thomas paused for a moment before speaking again.

   "Our families are dead" He told them "and if they aren't they're cranks"

   The man seemed confused "Cranks? What's a crank?"

   Thomas's eyes meet Newt's then Minho's "Um, cranks are what people become when they get the flare"

   This didn't seem to help the man's confusion "The flare?"

   "The flare? Y'know the disease that eats at people's brains until they go crazy?" Newt flinched slightly "The disease that was caused by solar flares?" Minho rolled his eyes as he explained.

   "There is no disease and no solar flares either"

   Newt scoffed "We've seen it" 'I've had it' he thought.

   "We believe WICKED put you under some kind of simulation"

   "It can't be a simulation" Thomas glared at them "people have died"

   "We're sorry for your losses but we had an anonymous caller and we'll tell you more if you put down the weapons"

   Thomas clenched his jaw but did as he was told and put down his gun. Everyone else followed in suit. "Tell us everything"