Newt was woken softly by the rising clarity sun. The smell of the air was clear. Birds chirped whilst leaves rustled. One would almost think that he was back in the maze, before everything went to shit. But he told himself that he was still in the blazes in WCKD. Being tugged along by his best friend. Slowly dying from the Flare.
It wasn't until he neglectfully opened his eyes to find that he was most definitely not in either of those places. Where the bloody hell am I? Looking around, he found no walls, nothing that bound him to this place.
The sun seeped through the lush canopy he was under, and the creek rushing near his feet flickered with life. No, he was not where he was.
Sitting up, Newt noticed that the pain in his leg was but a ghost of what used to be. The ugly wound that was spiraling out of control on his arm was replaced by his usual smooth, tanned skin. He was back in the cloths he wore through the scorch. Shirt patchy, shoes warn. Am I… am I dead?
He brought himself standing. Feeling the dirt shift under his feet, he strolled a little ways into the wood.
A few feet in front of him stood a deer. How beautify it bowed its neck from drinking to stare at him. Though alert, the animal seemed to show little fear as it stared directly at Newt. It was the most breathtaking thing he could ever remember witnessing. There was a sudden snap of a twig before the deer pranced off. There was another snap, and then another. Then, faintly, voices could be heard.
Newt quickly, by instinct, ran and ducked down behind the nearest fallen tree. Peaking through the warn holes of it's trunk, he waited. Two people casually trailed along an unbeaten path towards the creek.
Neither looked affected by the flare. Their cloths were whole and looked as if they were recently made. One of the people, a girl, happily splashed into the shallow water. Splashing as she went, her dark brown hair and flowery skirt bounced in tandem with her movements. The other person, a boy, walked alongside the water, holding her light skinned hand with his darker colored one. Neither of them seemed to be in any sort of turmoil. Like the world wasn't Shucking ending.
"Kira! Be careful!" The boy warned after the girl's boot gently slipped under her, causing the girl, "Kira", to fall into the boy's arms.
"Oh Scott, you worry too much. What's the worst that could happen?!" Kira cheerfully giggled in "Scott's" arms before she steadied herself and continued to skip a few feet ahead.
Scott shook his head in amusement. "What's got you so happy anyway?"
Kira twirled around, making sure that her skirt made a full circle around her legs. "What's not to be happy about? The sun is out, the air is clean… no one's died in a while. You should be just as happy! You got into AP Bio!" She ran back up to Scott and gently kissed him on the nose before pecking him on the lips. "Be happy with me!"
"I'm just worried…"
Kira stopped him mid-sentence by gently clapping her hand over his mouth. "Shh…. You're going to jinx us, and if you start after Stiles gave us that huge speech, something is going to happen. And I will be blaming you!"
"Fine, fine… so when are you going to tell your parents you joined the lacrosse team?" A sparkle shined in her eyes as she dragged him off beyond earshot.
…. Who? How? What just happened? Newt normally was not at a loss for words. But this? This was beyond his thought capability. They were so carefree and seemed like a whole other type of human.
Shaking his head, Newt arose back to his feet. Knowing that he needed to figure out what was going on. He needed to get back to Thomas. Back to Minho and the others.
"Ooh, baby, do you know what that's worth?
Ooh, heaven is a place on earth.
They say in heaven, love comes first.
We'll make heaven a place on earth"