Aversion (The Maze Runner, Newt / Sequel to Violation)

00 - Journal Entry

Chapter 00 - Journal Entry

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Journal Entry #2

I'm not the person I was before, that's the hard truth that I just came to terms with.

After I was exiled and thrown into a crank town near the mountains, I was in for an insane ride. I met a few crazy people there, cranks that were very close to being past the gone, that didn't like my new presence, especially since I was marked with WICKED's ID. I was beaten on the first day with rocks and sticks that night, even almost killed after I punched one in the face when they touched my chest.

I learnt after that though. One of guys there, Lane, had taught me basic karate, how to punch and kick with the least amount of effort but with the best results, after he had seen me get torn to shreds the day before. He nursed me back to health, stitched me up, and helped me become a fighter, one who could protect themselves anytime anywhere. We trained day and night for weeks, stole food in the evenings and weapons by day. We became unstoppable, moving from town to town and getting answers that I needed. I had told him about being exiled and being torn away from my boyfriend, about how this girl Wendy was taking my place. After my explanation, he agreed to help me, so we gathered information and found out that Trial Two was taking place in the scorch. That was how I was able to take a peak at Newt by the buses that day.

The little innocent girl who was tortured, beaten, and almost murdered was gone. I killed people, and I still do. Twenty eight of them so far; men, women, children. I've done it for food, for water, to live. For Newt especially.

I killed with knives, not guns, too loud is what Lane taught me. In the night, he'd grab their arms and I'd slit their throat or stab them in the heart and then we'd take their stuff and get out as quickly as possible. It was a simple process, one that prepared me for when I was going to kill Wendy.

I hated that girl. I hated her so much. When I found out that Wendy loved Newt before me and that they were together again, I went on a killing spree, every woman's face I saw converting to hers. Lane let me, watching and whistling as I stabbed teenaged girls in the chest and slit their mothers throats right after. I changed. I changed a lot, because I don't feel guilt, or pain, or anything. Just revenge, that's all.

Wendy Vincent will die, and Newt will love me again. He will, he'll understand, I'll make him understand.

I just need to kill her.

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okay so I know that some of you might be pissed that Bella is like this now, but really, did you expect for her to come out of the scorch like the little flower she was before? they dropped her in a crazy town, she was beaten on her first day and she almost died. with her built up emotions on Newt and knowing all about Wendy and Wicked's plans, how could she not go slightly mad? or like really mad?

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alright, well, until the actual first chapter, goodbye!

~ Celeste xx