A/N: Hello my dear readers!

This is my first book about The Maze Runner's movies. 

I'm open to request. 

A little oneshot about the reader coming into the Glades.

It was written for my sister but I thought I would share it with you all.

Hope you'll like it.

Part two will come soon.

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Fear.

A force that can freeze you, paralysing your limbs like a poison in your veins. That was what you felt when you opened your eyes, trapped in a cage and surrounded by darkness.

Sonly the tires of the metallic cage being heaved up echoed in the box like the scream of a banshee. You took a deep breath, trying to calm your erratic heartbeat, but as time passed, the cage going faster and faster, you braced yourself for the worse.

Holding the steel bar for life, you didn't realise the cage had come to a stop until a bright light blinded and a voice, you thought coming from heaven said gracefully :

«  It's ....a girl »

You blinked the brightness out and your blurred vision glanced the features of a thin man hovering you, its shadow encompassing you like a guardian angel.

«  Wh.. Where am I? Who are you? » you stuttered, crawling backwards until your body touched the metallic bars as one of the boys jumped in the box with you.

You eyed the stranger carefully, noticing his light brown outfit and the small limp of his leg.

«  Is he injured? » you thought, as he stopped a few inches from you.

«  My name is Newt. We're not going to hurt you. » his smooth voice muttered softly as you can sense his British accent tone.

«  Where am I ? » you asked again, slowly getting up.

A pair of hazel eyes locked with yours and your heartbeat missed a beat as a veil of redness covered your cheeks. Fortunately, no one noticed because of the darkness lingering in the cage.

«  All will be explain soon. Let's get out of the Box, okay ? » the blond boy asked gently as he extended a hand to you.

You looked at the gesture, pondering if you should take it or not if it was going to hurt you or help you. You didn't know why, but you felt drawn to Newt, a real gentleness piercing through his voice. Then, very slowly, you took his hand in yours and he helped you out of the box, holding a strong grip as you both climb out of the cage.

As soon as you dusted off your clothes and got up, a crowd of boys surrounded you. And without noticing Newt behind you, you stepped back, bumping into him in the process. A pair of hands gently held your waist.

«  Easy, girl. You're safe. » Newt said while he moved next to you, the warmth of his hands on your waist leaving you.

«  Welcome to the Glade ! » a black man who introduced himself as Alby said enthusiastically and then proceed to explain you the way of life of the Gladers. However, you didn't give your full attention due to the dozens pair of eyes staring at you like a piece of jewellery or meat. Fear and panic found a way into your mind and you bolted into the plains, detaching yourself from the crowd and running for dear life. You didn't run towards the huge walls, a sense of death emanating from them and rushed towards the woods until your legs screamed for relief.

When you finally stopped, you were breathing heavily and tried to calm down your erratic heartbeat. You furrowed your eyebrows, looking at the place you were: trees, thousands of trees around you.

«  Great, now I'm lost in the woods, what worse can happen now ? » you mumbled and looked at the sky, trying to decypher where the sun was.

«  Well, you could be sent in the Slammer or banished. » a voice said behind you.

You froze and spun around. You were faced by the blond boy, leaning against the trees, his hand over his chest and a small smirk tugging at his lips.

«  Newt, right ? » you asked, unsure.

He nodded.

«  You did quite an impression out there, girl. »

You narrowed your eyes at him.

«  Stop calling me girl, boy, » you said, sarcasm filling your voice.

He chuckled at your behaviour.

«  What shall I call you, then, Greenie? »

You pondered for a second, looking into your blank memories until a word came out of this void.

«  Y/N. My name is Y/N. Not girl or Greenie » you said firmly.

A genuine smile enlightened his features and you felt your legs turned to jelly but you looked away.

«  Welcome to the Glade, Y/N. Now come with me, Alby is going to give you the Tour. »

He turned around and started to walk away. He only stopped to see if you were following him and after a few seconds of hesitation, you did.

Despite all the unknown, it was the beginning of a new life.

*

After having tried every job, you decided to dedicate your days to find a way out of here. So you run again and again, practising until Minho accepted to make you a Runner with Alby's consent. However, you also used the time left after the closing of the Doors to learn how to heal people: to know the herbs, the first aid and how to react in case of emergency.

It was almost a month since you arrived and you had become quite close with Newt, spending time with him in the Gardens despite your exhaustion and helping him when he had too much to do as he was the second-in-command.

«  How are you, love ? » he asked you as he sat down next to you.

«  I'm good, thanks, Newt. What about you? »

You leaned on his shoulder a bit, enjoying the closeness. You closed your eyes and listened to the calm the Glade bore, a small smile drawn on your lips. Of course, you didn't notice the loving gaze of the second-in-command observing you with an adorable smile. Your arrival had been the first good thing that happened to him since the accident.

However, this peaceful atmosphere didn't last when the horns of the Box echoed in the Glade, snapping you out of your daydream and you suddenly sat up, startled.

«  Shhhh, you're okay Y/N. It's just the Box. A new Greenie is coming. » Newt reassured you, stroking your shoulders gently.

«  A new Greenie ? » you asked, dumbfounded.

«  Yes. Come, » he announced and got up, offering you a hand.

You gladly took it and got up, starting to walk towards the Box, the very place you arrived from. You didn't notice that you had still your hand in Newt's until the warmth faded away and his fingers left yours.

You often stared at Newt when he wasn't looking, observing his handsome features. You liked the way his sharp jaw enlightened his face, his spotless skin which was urged to be touched, his soft cheekbones you wish you could cup, his dark brown eyes you get so often lost into and gis untamed blond hair which you liked to ruffle to tease him. Don't get started on his plump lips you dreamed to kiss.

Nevertheless, you were the only girl in the Glade and you feared he would choose you because there was no one else to choose. How were you supposed to trust love when you were the only person from your gender?

You arrived at the Box and stood next to it, trying to see the new Greenie. Was it a boy or a girl?

« It's a boy »

The moment you realised it was another boy, you sighed and went back to your hut. You were supposed to run but you had overused yourself and had to rest. However, the Greenie bolted out towards the doors as the scream of some Gladers exclaimed: «  We have a Runner! »

You didn't think twice and rushed towards the boy, tackling him to the ground and stopping him from entering the gates.

«  Don't go there, Greenie, » you said darkly.

The boy, on the ground, managed to turn around and he froze when he noticed who was straddling him.

«  You're a girl, » he stated, blinking and a blush coming to his cheeks.

«  Yes, I am, Greenie. The name is Y/N. Now, if I get up, can you promise me, you won't run again ? » you coaxed him.

He didn't answer you as he breathed heavily. In a way, he was in the same state you were when you arrived and you gently cupped his cheeks. He was panicking and freaking out. You had to calm him down, so you talked to him.

«  You are safe, here. We are not going to hurt you. You just can't run away like that, especially when you don't know where you are. I know you have a lot of questions and you will know everything soon but first, you need to listen to what we say, okay? »

His brown eyes stared deeply into yours and you gave him a small smile to reassure him. He slowly nodded and stopped struggling. You got up and extended a hand to help him get up.

«  Thank you, Y/N » he shyly said.

«  Y/ N! » Newt yelled as he limped his way towards you. Immediately, you jogged to him, the new Greenie following you closely behind.

Newt grabbed your face, cupping your cheeks and asked.

«  Are you okay? Did he hurt you?

His face was plastered with concern and you tilted your head to the side.

«  I'm fine, Newt. I just stopped the Greenie from going into the Maze. Greenie? »

You turned towards the new boy, who was looking at you sheepishly.

«  What is ' Greenie' ? » he asked, dumbfounded.

«  It's the name we give to the person coming out of the Box until they remember their name.  This is Newt, the second-in-command of the Glade»

Newt looked at the new boy. You smiled at them both and said.

«  Let's go to Alby, he's going to give him the Tour. »

And you walked away, smiling and happy because Newt had shown for the first time concern for you and perhaps even a glimpse of jealousy.

*

The following days were the worst of your life. The new Greenie who found out his name was Thomas was determined to leave this place. You nicknamed him «  Troublemaker, » which always made him smile. It got worst when a new girl called Teresa came out of the Box. Your peaceful routine was turned upside down. Ben was stung in daylight, Alby and Minho were stuck in the maze for the night and Thomas ran towards to help them. Then they survived and you thought it was going to be the end.

But it wasn't.

The doors didn't close when the night came and for the first time, you saw a Griever in the Glade, killing and destroying everything in its path.

That night, a new kind of fear struck you to the bone, as well as courage when you saw a Griever attempts to kill Newt. You grabbed the nearest spear and ran towards the monster, screaming at Newt to get down. He watched in fear your form ran towards the nightmarish being and he screamed your name but you didn't care, as adrenaline filled your veins.You aimed at the beast which roared at you and threw the spear at his head, killing it.

You breathed heavily, watching the beast got numb until Newt's hand grabbed yours and rushed you to the caban where everybody was gathering.

You killed a Griever for him. You had to tell him how you felt but because of the chaos roaring that night, all you did was survive, clenching at Newt's hand for dear life. He never let you go, as well as for the next days.

You found a way out, breaking Alby's laws to survive and you left this hell for good.

After all the events, in the helicopter you fell asleep on Newt's shoulder, his arms wrapped around your waist, holding you carefully while he whispered :

«  I'm never letting you go" he whispered and kissed the top of your head.

A/N: So what did you think?