*Clears throat* Ahem. Hi, its me. I have finally decided to post this fic, mostly because I'm tired of it just sitting by its lonesome self on my computer. Plus, I really wanted to get this out there before the movie comes out so I don't seem like one of those newbie movie slintheads who never read the books. Since, we all know there are going to be plenty of those soon, sadly. Because trust me, I've been here since the day this book came out back in 2009 (well, to be honest, two days after it came out. But still). So yeah, I guess you could say that you are officially looking at one of the original Gladers! Thank you, thank you very much. Just kidding. But I am very protective of this series when it comes to Newbies lol. Anywaaaay, this is a Newt/OC (obviously, because my baby is just the most god-damn amazing fictional character ever created). So if that's not for you, then you can skedaddle- did I spell that right? Idk and I don't give a klunk- on out of here. But just to tell y'all, there might be a bit of tension between my OC and Newt and other guys, if you know what I mean ;). So maybe stay put. Buuuut I'm going to stop talking, and I'll let you guys go on ahead and read my long-time-coming story. By the way, this is just the opening, so its pretty short. Later chapters will be longer. That is, if I continued it. Its all up to you! Enjoy!

I woke up to blinding darkness, a freezing metal surface underneath my curled up body, and a headache worthy of hell.

"H-hello?" I called out into the black, my voice low and cracking from lack of use, making me wonder how long I'd been- well- wherever I was at the moment. "Where am I?"

When I don't hear anything in return, I slowly- on shaking legs- stand up, hoping to find out where I was at the moment. As soon as I get to my feet, the sudden shifting of the floor beneath me and the loud groan of metal against metal throw me off balance, and I collide against a smooth wall.

"Ow! Crap," I press a hand against my already-aching forehead, which had unfortunately been the main point of contact with the cold, unyielding metal surface. I lean my head and other arm against the cool wall, hoping to numb some of the pain. "Damn, this couldn't get any worse, could it."

When I get no response- of course I wouldn't get a response, I was completely and utterly alone- I look down at the ground and chuckle to myself. I mean, why wouldn't I laugh? Less than a minute or two I was in that dark room and already I was talking to myself like a maniac.

Taking a deep breath to calm myself down, I carefully slide my hands along the surface I was facing, hoping to tell just how big of a room I was in. Judging by how few steps I had taken between each corner, I was in a somewhat small box. And it was moving upwards...like, like a... Lightbulb.

"Of course, you idiot. It's a damn elevator. God I am so stupid."

Sighing, I lean my back against the wall I originally started at, sliding down until I thump onto the ground. Stretching my legs flat against the ground, I throw my head back until I was looking at what I presumed to be the ceiling of the dark elevator. "Well, looks like I've got nowhere to go. Guess I'm just gonna sit here. In the dark... All by myself..."

Not even five minutes later I was already bored out of my mind in the silence. Being trapped in a box wasn't much fun.

I laugh to myself. "Hey...trapped in a box."

Clearing my throat dramatically (but it was also needed, since I currently sounded like a damn smoker) I start singing. "I'm.. trapped in a box, of tremendous size." But not really, since it's quite small. "It distorts my vision, it clouds my eyes..." Pausing, I search my mind for the rest of the lyrics, but can't remember them, or the person who sang the song. In fact, now that I'm thinking about it, I can't remember anything.

"Wait a minute..." I stand up and start pacing my small confines frantically. "Why-why can't I remember anything? What the hell?"

Random images and names of things float behind my eyes. Plants, animals, colors, places... but when I tried to remember important things- like my family, or even past conversations with people- all I drew up was a blank. The only thing that kept popping up in the front of my mind was...

The only warning I had that the elevator was stopping was the loud grinding of metal from earlier before I was harshly thrown to the ground. This time, luckily, I was able to throw my hands out to keep myself from face planting into the ground.

I sighed in relief. "Thank God."

In the sudden silence of the room, I could make out muted voices from above me. After the few seconds it took my brain to register the fact that I was no longer alone, I jumped into a standing position, ignoring the pounding in my head from the sudden height change. Maybe they could help me get out. In my low, scratchy voice, I start shouting for help. "Hey! Help me out of here!"

The murmurs above me stop, and a second or two later the ceiling above me starts splitting open, slicing the darkness with a blinding strip of white. Shielding my eyes from the sudden influx of bright light, I wait until the loud shriek of the doors is gone before I pull my hand away from my face.

I hear a gasp, and then a whispered "What the shuck…"

"What is it, Newt?"

The boy who had spoken first replied in a disbelieving voice. "Take a buggin' look for yourself."

The other boy whistled in surprise. "Shucking unbelievable."

With my eyes finally adjusted to the sun, I look up at the two boys standing above me. Before I could say anything, an annoyed voice from behind the two spoke up. "Well? What is it!"

The shorter of the two turns to his companion. "Tell 'em, Newt."

The taller boy looks down at me, shaking his head in shock. 'It's a girl."

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