Y/N P.O.V
After eating something and having a shower, I lie down in my hammock completely exhausted from what happened. My eyelids are getting heavier and heavier and before I sink into the land of dreams I hear someone calling my name. Annoyed I groan and stay in my hammock. "Y/N? Come on, you're awake." I hear Minho's voice not far from me. I pretend to be asleep and snuggle deeper into the hood of Newt's sweater he gave me. "Y/N please. Alby wants to talk to us about the possible way out." he puts a hand on my shoulder and shakes it a little. "Only five minutes." I mumble. The next moment my body makes acquaintance with the floor. "The shuck?! Minho, that wasn't necessary." I murmur. Instead of getting up from the cold floor, I curl up and close my eyes. "You're not serious, are you?" Minho asks annoyed and I smile confident of victory. Then it's quiet and I already have hope to finally have my peace but like out of nowhere I feel two strong arms lifting me up. I open my eyes and try to wriggle myself out of his grip. "Calm down or you'll end up on the floor again." he replies and carries me on until we reach the Council Hall. When my feet finally touch the ground again, I box Minho against his shoulder. He cries out and I grin. "You know exactly what that was for", I open the door and enter the hut.*time skip- one hour later*
Alby discussed with the other keepers and me that we will try to open the dark closed whole tomorrow. Just as I walk past the open south gate alone I notice that something is wrong. With a look at my watch my heart stops for a moment. They should have been closed already! It won't be long before the griever arrive here...I want to run off to look for the others when the familiar clicking and whirring sounds behind me. As if in slow motion, I turn around and in the shadow of the corridor I recognize the shape of the robot creature. When our eyes meet, the beguiling melody resounds in my ears. I resist the urge to go into the Maze and resist the sweet sound. With a high screech the griever starts running towards me and I stumble backwards. Within seconds I sprint across the meadow and scream for help. Chuck and a few other glader run out of the huts and I accelerate once more because the griever is not far behind me. "Hide! The grievers are coming!" I scream and stumble a little. But I manage to stay on my feet and reach the homestead. Meanwhile I can hardly breathe and my legs are burning but I can't leave the griever in the Glade. Maybe I can lead the creature back into the Maze. "Y/N!", Newt's voice echoes across the meadow and I see him together with Alby and Thomas in the Med Jacks hut. Before I can react, I'm caught by one of the spikes and thrown to the ground. As my body touches the grass everything becomes blurred for a moment and a burning pain runs through my back. Dazed, I realize how the griever disappears. Shortly afterwards, I feel two warm hands on my cheeks and a babble of voices comes to my ear. "Love, wake up!", "Is the griever dead?"
"We must get them out of here. It's no longer safe in the Glade.", then I am lifted up and finally set down on a soft mattress again. A few seconds later I'm surrounded by pure darkness.*time skip* (again 😂)
My eyelids are so heavy that I have trouble opening them. "I think she's waking up." a female voice sounds. "Teresa?" I ask in surprise. When I open my eyes properly, I see the dark-haired girl with the blue eyes in front of me. "Yes, it's me. And yes I'm awake. I can tell you everything later. You are the only one who can remember me and we have to work together now." she says and I nod dazedly. "I know you've been hit hard but those grievers won't leave us alone until we are all dead." I look at her attentively and she continues: "By now you have found out that you have special...abilities and you will have to use them to get us out of here. Did you see any strange signs or shapes in Maze?", I sit up a bit. There is no other person in the room, not even Newt is with me. "Yes. I- I opened that dark gate in sector 5 by my voice. All you have to do is type in these weird symbols. Like some kind of code." I reply and Teresa nods thoughtfully. Suddenly she jumps up and runs out of the room. In surprise I stay behind and wait until she comes back.
After a while Newt comes worriedly to my room and explains everything that happened.
The griever got me, the glader managed to kill it and now we all wait armed for an attack of these creatures. "But Teresa had an idea that will hopefully get us out." he says and I frown. "She thinks that the maze maps that Minho and the runners had drawn can give us the code and it looks like she'll decipher it with Thomas. " he explains.With the help of him, Teresa was actually able to decode the symbols through the maps in time. Now we all get ready as fast as possible to leave and hopefully never come back here again.
Just as I'm packing my backpack with the few things I own, the same quiet melody and the female voice sounds again, trying to push me with all its might into the arms of the spider- robots. I quickly swing the backpack over my shoulder and sprint off to the homestead. Panting I rip open the wooden door and stumble into the small room where Alby, Minho, Gally and Newt are standing. "They are coming. We have to get out of here! " I say out of breath. The boys look at each other alarmed and I quickly close the door behind me. "Get everybody and tell them to bring every weapon they can carry." Alby orders. Gally shakes his head and reaches for a knife on his belt. "That's suicide. We'd better try to hide and wait for them to leave. It worked out to kill one of those shucking creatures, then we can take on several of them." the builder replies, still visibly nervous. Minho and Newt nod to each other and reach for their backpacks. "Y/N is right. We have to leave this bloody place immediately, there is only this one chance and we have to take it. Whoever wants to stay here should do so. We can't force anyone." Newt says and with that he, Minho and I leave the hut and inform everyone quickly. Meanwhile it has become quite dark and the moon shines bright. All of a sudden the melody that has been buzzing around in my head the whole time is gone and I look around the gates in amazement. I can neither see the green flashing of the grievers nor hear a clacking or whirring. "Love, come on! It's time." says the blond next to me and I jump. "Y-yeah I'm sorry let's go." Together we arrive with the other gladers at the north gate and wait for the last gladers to arrive. "Something's wrong here." Teresa mumbles next to me and I nod. "Yeah, it's too quiet. The grievers should have attacked by now." I give back and grasp my spear a little tighter. As if on cue, cries of pain break through the glade and you can see birds flying out of the treetops. The voice of the strange woman resounds again in my head: "You thought you could flee, but you are all already dead.", her voice is full of mockery and echoes in my head. The hairs on the back of my neck stand up and I take a step back. "We have no more time, run!" Minho shouts and most of them start moving. "Wait where is Chuck ?" asks Thomas, who has stopped beside me in panic. My eyes scan the group and I can't recognize the brown-haired curly hair anywhere. "Guys! Here-" the young voice sounds not far from us. I turn around and see the little boy coming towards us. But before he reaches us, a griever jumps at him from the side and pulls him to the ground. "No!", Thomas scream rings in my ears. Chuck's body is numb and as his head rolls to the side, I see blood running from his nose. The boy's brown eyes are slightly opened and stare into space. He is dead. A sob escapes my throat and I rush full of anger towards the griever who killed the innocent child. But before I can do anything, I am pulled away from Newt and Thomas and dragged into the maze. "Y/N please, you can't help him anymore." Newt's voice comes to my ear and I pull myself together. With a last glance in the direction of the Glade, I run after the others.

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Maze Runner story- Beware your fears (Newt × Reader)
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