"Ms. Paige," Dr. Janson said. "There seems to be a problem."

"What is it?"

"Someone stole all the blood we took from (Y/N). Now we have nothing."

"What?" Ms. Paige flashed a hint of shock in her eyes.

They hurried to the blood bank and saw that none of (Y/N)'s blood was there. It was all gone. At first Ms. Paige's hands were balled into fists with anger and frustration, but then she thought of a plan. The most wonderful plan, as she thought of it.

"Didn't (Y/N) say that the perfect temperature for the two bloods to mix is the normal body temperature of every hum a being?" She faced Dr. Janson who completely understood what she was implying.

"Seems like my little (Y/N) has something to do for the following week after all," she smirked. "Sedate her and bring her to her old room. The Experimentation Room and bring a bag of a Crank's blood."

-

"You got it?"

"Yeah," Thomas handed Brenda a bag filled with blood. It still even felt a little warm.

"What's that?" Thomas asked.

"Don't tell anyone alright but Jorge and I, we snuck inside WICKED Headquarters. This blood come from the daughter of Ava Paige. That old bat is stupid when she didn't know that her own daughter was the Cure."

Brenda, Thomas, and Newt were leaving behind some of (Y/N)'s blood with the other Cranks that Jorge and Brenda were with.

"Wait what?" Newt asked, hearing the conversation.

Brenda rolled her eyes. "This blood is the Cure but I only told,the both of you since I trust you. If you ever break my trust, I'll break your bones," she threatened. "Ok I think we're done. Let's go."

The three of them left the building, undetected and was making their way back with the other Gladers who were already asleep.

"(Y/N)," Thomas said facing Newt. They were already far away from the Cranks.

"What?" Newt asked.

"It's (Y/N). She's the Cure."

"Didn't she say that she got it from WICKED?" Newt recalled.

"Wait, the entire mission is to find the Cure. But she's the Cure. So that means that when we get there, we'll get her."

Newt's eyes brightened with the thought of seeing (Y/N) again. He didn't want to be as annoying as Thomas so he didn't always ask about (Y/N) even if she was all he could think about when he first saw her.

It was then Newt's head began to hurt. He held it tightly.

"Newt what's wrong?" Thomas asked.

"My head bloody hurts," he told him. "Ahh!" He screamed. "I think I can hear someone. Someone screaming."

Newt!

Newt!

Newt help me!

Please help me!

Newt it's (Y/-

The screaming in his head stopped and so did his headache. He opened his eyes and saw Thomas looking at him.

"I think I know what happened," Thomas said.

"What? I heard someone's voice in my shuck head! I'm going mental!"

"No Newt you're not," Thomas said completely calm. "You know that I could talk to Teresa using my mind."

"I thought you were bloody crazy."

"Well who's voice did you hear?" Thomas asked in anticipation.

"I think it was (Y/N)."

Thomas's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "How is that possible? She wasn't even part of the tests."

"I have no bloody idea."




A/N: Sorry that I didn't update for a long time. I just didn't have any idea on what to do with this book. It was sort of like writer's block.

But now I have the entire story in my head. So just hang on since the ride is just starting.



Read

Love

Comment

Vote

Share

Follow

❤️ Once_Upon_A_Glade

The Real Savior (Newt X Reader)Where stories live. Discover now