Chapter 20

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All around Newt, soldiers were being hit by electric bullets and women were moving the children to safer areas. He had to dodge many bullets aimed at him but he miraculously made it to the tent unharmed. The tent the girls were in was intact, thank the heavens; however his relief was short-lived when the berg made another fly overhead and dropped a second bomb on that exact tent.

Newt was far enough back that he was unaffected but his body still felt like it was on fire as he watched the tent burn to the ground. His mouth began opening to let out a devastating scream when a hand covered his mouth. With his eyes practically bulging out of his head, Newt turned to see who had just grabbed him.

"Don't scream. They can find us easier," Sonya explained to her brother. Newt's eyes darted across her face, floored that she was still alive and not burning to death in that fiery tent. As much as he cared about his newfound sister, his mind was still on (Y/N).

"Where is she?" He panicked and Sonya had to calm him down as she pulled him behind a stack of crates that could hide their bodies.

"Hey, hey!" She calmed him until he would stop fidgeting and gave her his attention. "I gave her to Harriet. I knew you'd come here so I sent her off while I waited for you. Now come on."

Sonya gave Newt the count to three before dashing back into the chaos that was this warzone. He followed closely behind, somehow avoiding every bullet that was aimed at them. They did stop a few times when a particularly crowded area would have them on the ground in an instant. A second later, they were on the run again.

Sonya finally stopped running when they reached a truck, Vince and Harriet standing on the bed and the Gladers surrounding it, every single person with some type of weapon firing. Newt's eyes glanced at each person individually but (Y/N) was still nowhere to be found, that was until an order was called out.

"AMMO," Vince ordered harshly to hear over the firing of guns. A second later, a mop of (Y/H/C) hair ran into the scene.

A large metal box was placed at his feet, of which Harriet unloaded into the gun Vince was using. Newt left his sister's side to run to the girl who was slowly retreating behind the van until further instructions.

(Y/N) was startled when a person was suddenly at her side but gasped when she saw who it was, or more specifically, how scared that person was. Newt's hands came around her torso and held her upper back before he clashed their lips together in a hard, teeth filled kiss. He held her so tight to his chest that her body curved against his and for a moment, the war slipped away.

Pulling back, Newt pressed their foreheads together. "I thought you were dead," he hissed through clenched teeth, although she knew this anger wasn't directed at her.

"I know, my love. I'm okay." She brushed some of his hair away and gave him a small smile. He was scared and she could clearly see that, although she knew that nothing she could say or do would comfort him during this attack.

"Newt! Can you shoot?!" Vince's voice called over the area again. After placing another hard kiss to her head, he ran to the back of the truck to help the group fight back. He was handed a shotgun like the rest of the Gladers and it only took two shots for him to get the hang of how it worked.

The cure had worked but (Y/N)'s body was still slowly coming back to its regular, healthy state so catching her breath was a little hard. That's why she remained at the front of the truck until her cue was called again.

She ran back in the line of fire to give him the ammo but as she did, her back was left out in the open for any WICKED member to shoot her—and they did.

The round disk landed at the center of her back, its clasps springing to action and sinking into her shirt. The electricity started as one bolt but then it rippled through her body until the pain became too much. Her legs gave out first and she crumbled against the tailgate of the truck.

Newt screamed her name and dropped the gun to grab her as she fell. She was now lying in his arms unconscious when he got her into his lap on the floor. A few of the Gladers called out if she was alright but Newt honestly didn't know. This technology was different from anything in the maze and from any bits of memory he might have had of his previous life. He knew what a gun was but this weapon was a whole different ball game.

All of his attention was focused on (Y/N) so he didn't know a second and more powerful weapon was thrown into the truck bed. He only knew something bad had happened when Vince screamed out a profanity.

In one swift motion, the weapon was activated and bolts of electricity hit anyone in a ten feet radius. This weapon hit all of the Gladers, plus Vince, Harriet and Sonya. All of them were out cold almost instantly, none of them being able to stop the WICKED guards from grabbing them. 

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