Newt (Maze Runner)

Being held at gunpoint and blackmailed seemed like one of the most perfect combinations Wicked had ever created. Either your friends died, or you went insane trying to save them. Your blood was considered valuable to WICKED, and they wanted to use you for experiments. But obviously, you wouldn't agree to just a knock on the door.

Finally, you made the decision to work for them. And you knew you weren't coming back. Your friends wouldn't let you go so easily if you told them the truth. Especially not a certain person . So you created a facade of being a traitor, making them hate you. And it's not a lie. You left them for WICKED. And Newt didn't take it lightly. You couldn't even tell him you loved him despite everything. But it was too late.

A few months had passed since then. Although Ava Paige had begun to sympathize with you, they continued to make you work tirelessly, nearly fainting each day from the amount of blood they drew. But rumors began to circulate around the city that Thomas and the others were outside the walls.

It wasn't easy when you missed him , Newt. The hatred in his eyes was still fresh in your mind, even though so much time had passed. So, after an eternity of reflection, you decided to look for them that night. Accessing the chambers outside the walls was easy, so finding their location was going to be a piece of cake too.

You finally found them in a seemingly abandoned warehouse, arguing. Gally was there too. They all jumped at the sound of footsteps, seeing your figure approaching. They were pointing guns at you, and someone shone a light on you.

A familiar blond man entered, lowering his pistol. "You." His gaze softened, as if he'd been missing you. The rest of the crew realized it was you, {{user}} . "What the hell are you doing here, traitor?" Newt spat. His sleeve was slightly rolled up, and you saw it. He was infected.