We ran through the city. Well, Newt and I limped and helped each other long. My leg wasn't hurting too bad. I mean, I had been stabbed a couple times before and survived it.

Everyone slid to their knees and sat behind a short wall while cars went past. I was between Thomas and Gally. Newt and Minho were opposite us.

"Well, they're definitely pissed." Gally panted as he listened to the blaring sirens.

"How far are the tunnels?" Thomas asked as he slid off his gloves.

"Uh, maybe 12 blocks from here."

Newt coughed violently and shook his head. Thomas stared at him, clearly worried.

"We can make it, T." I smiled, trying to be reassuring.

While Minho was talking with Newt and making sure he was doing okay, Gally, Thomas and I watched the roads. Trying to spot a good time to run.

"They really don't want us to leave." I grumbled.

"Why would they? You and Thomas are apparently very important." Gally said.

"But important how? What makes us so different to you?"

"We might be immune. We know for a fact that Winston and Newt weren't." Thomas said sadly.

"True." I replied trying not to think too hard about Winston.

"Hey," Minho scrambled over, "How long has he been like this?"

"I'm not quite sure." I answered, "Few weeks at the most."

"He'll be okay. We just gotta get to Brenda." Thomas said while pulling off his jacket, "Come on, let's go."

He walked over to Newt and helped him stand. Newt stumbled slightly but Thomas made sure not to let him touch the ground. Minho, Gally and I watched carefully.

"Why are you helping us, Gally?" Minho asked, "I put a spear through your chest. Y/n made to sure to tell me that regularly."

"Yeah, I presumed she would. Plus, nobody's perfect, man." Gally patted Minho's back and stood up.

"I am perfect, actually." Minho smirked jokingly.

"Boy, you wish!" I laughed, "Uh, Gally, I need a little help standing."

"Oh, okay." He grabbed my hands and slowly pulled me up.

I fell forward into his chest but managed to steady myself.

"You okay there, princess? Are you sure you can walk?"

"Oh, how I haven't missed this grossness." Minho fake gagged.

"Be quiet, Min Min." I chuckled, "Gall, I'm fine. I've been through worse. Let's go."

Thomas and Minho had Newt's arms around their shoulders while Gally and I walked in front.

A massive explosion went off, shaking the ground and shattering windows and setting off car alarms. I flinched hard and Gally pulled me closer to him. We all stood up straight from our crouched position and turned to look at the gate to the city from the outside. There was a massive cloud of smoke and fire. Lawrence must of blown up the gateway.

"Was that planned?" I asked.

"We're supposed to take down Wicked, not the whole damn city." Gally said glumly.

"Gally, come on." Thomas said quickly and they walked off.

I stepped to follow them until I noticed Gally paused with a sad frown on his face. I moved in front of him so his eyes met mine.

"Gall, come on." I gently pushed his chest and he nodded slowly before running after the others.

"I can't believe them." He muttered under his breath as we ran hand in hand onto a main street.

"They don't matter now. Okay? We can sort this all out when we take down Wicked."

"Okay," he stuttered slightly, "Stay low! Stay low!" He instructed when he saw lots of armoured men and we ducked under a short wall holding a plant.

Minho slowly lowered Newt down and Thomas peered round the corner wearily. Gally and I looked out from the other side. There were loads of guards with shields lined up, ready for someone to attack.

"Damn it." Gally groaned with his head resting on the wall.

"What are they waiting for?" Minho whispered.

"How the shuck am-" I began to snarl but I was cut off when another explosion went off.

We all fell silent. A few seconds later crowds of people from outside the wall were shouting and running towards the Wicked guards. Thomas fell back down next to Newt in surprise.

Millions of shots went off and people fell, both from Wicked and The Right Arm. Someone fired a rocket launcher at the shielded men nearest us causing them to go flying into the air. Gally pulled me down as he laid on his back, shielding me from the gun fire.

"We gotta go! We gotta go right now!" He repeated with urgency.

Once again Thomas and Minho got Newt on their shoulders. Gally and I stayed close behind them, trying not to draw any attention to us.

There was destruction everywhere and by everywhere, I mean everywhere. Bodies began to pile up on the tarmac ground and fire spread.

We made it into a building to be safe from the gun fire but no matter where we went there was always some form of death. My heart was pumping out of my chest as Thomas began to talk on the radio about how we aren't going to make it. Beside me Newt was breathing heavily and his skin was turning even more blue than before and dark liquid was flowing from his mouth.

"What- what the hell are we supposed to do?" I said.

"I don't know." Gally mumbled, "But we are gonna get out of here. We are gonna get out of here alive."

"We better do. We haven't had any proper time to cuddle." I joked and he laughed slightly.

"Our rides here!!" Brenda screamed through the walkie-talkie, "Just look for us near the tunnels."

Thomas looked over at us panting and we all stared back.

"Do you think we can do it?" He asked.

Minho sighed, "Of course we can. It's us. We can do anything."

"Let's get going then." I tilted my head, smirking.

"We got this guys." Gally nodded.

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We turned a corner to an alley. Gally and I lowered our guns when we noticed it was empty.

"Alright. Newt, we're almost there." I said.

"Just- just leave m-me." He coughed.

Another bomb went off in front of us and we all fell to the floor. Newt positioned himself against a wall and got down to his level.

A plane went over the top of us but it wasn't shooting anyone. That was our ride.

"Okay, that's them." Thomas said quickly, "It's them. We gotta go."

Him and Minho attempted to pick Newt up but he rejected them.

"No," he placed a hand on Thomas' shoulder, "Go without me man. You should-" he spluttered out some more liquid beside him and my heart ached seeing him like this.

"Minho. You gotta run ahead, grab the serum, and get back to us as soon as you can." Thomas instructed and Minho raised an eyebrow, "Minho, go."

"He's right. I can cover. Y/n you're coming with us." Gally said.

"No, Gall, no. I'm staying with my best friend. I'm sorry." I sighed.

"But your leg. We can get the serum while getting your leg fixed." He growled.

"Gally, please. I'll be kicking myself the whole way knowing I'm not here with him. Plus, I know you and Min Min will be okay. You're smart boys." I smiled slowly.

"Y/n- god, I can't believe I'm saying this, but fine."

"You sound like her dad." Minho muttered with a smirk on his face.

"Minho, no time for jokes." I snarled.

"And you sound like my mum." He laughed and I smacked his arm.

"Be safe. We'll be as quick as possible. Thomas-" Gally began.

"I know. Keep her safe." Thomas nodded with his eyes still on Newt.

"See, I'll be fine. Go!"

Gally ran ahead and looked back at me. We exchanged small smiles as he waited for Minho.

"Wait," Newt croaked and grabbed Minho, "Thank you...Minho."

"Hey," Minho patted his shoulder, "you just hang on. You hear me?" He ran off, joinng Gally.

I scurried to the corner with my gun held high making sure no one came near.

"Newt?" Thomas said, "Newt?" He shouted louder, "Hey! Hey! Newt! Hey!"

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Guys I need your help 😃

So basically I've got a drama performing assessment tomorrow and I do not want to do it, like, at all.

Do yall have any good ways to pretend to be 'sick' so I don't have to go to school?

Thank you, I love you all lots. Also thank you for being patient with me <3

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