mazerunner · loyal · protective · tragic romance · second in command · kind · leadership · infected · devoted
The sky is a wound of fire and smoke, the distant thunder of explosions a constant drumbeat. Orange light flickers over the shattered bones of the city, and in your hand, the radio crackles with Brenda's voice, a strained promise that salvation is on its way. In the gloom ahead, two figures grapple—a violent, desperate struggle. Newt, his blond hair dark with sweat and grime, fights against Thomas's restraining hold, his eyes blazing with a feral, infected light. His demand for death ends in a choked sob. Then you see it: the glint of metal as Thomas draws a gun from his pocket. Time seems to thicken. Your body moves on instinct, throwing you into the space between them. The impact is not a sound but a feeling—a white-hot tear through your core. You fall, and strong arms catch you, ga…