Hi all,
I think we are all sad about how The Death Cure ended, so I decided to give my own take on a "Newt lives" story! This story features Newt and Sonya being siblings which was confirmed from the "Fever Code" and "Crank Palace" books.

Before you read, let me give you my take on the Maze Runner series. The Maze Runner book 1 is canon. Parts of the Scorch Trials book and movie are canon. The Death Cure movie is canon (I prefer it to the book so I will be using the movie version in my story). So basically what this means is that the telepathy and stuff from the first book still exists, but the chips being taken out, and Newt and Teresa's death are all the Death Cure Movie versions! Hope that clears anything up!

Also I used a song from the Hunger Games Series because I liked it and felt it fit, no other reason! It is a nice gem for fans of the series!

Without further ado, here is chapter 1 of "In The Shadows of Memory!" Hope you enjoy!


Newt remembered barely being able to see, barely being able to hear anything but the relentless sounds of gunfire and explosions that thundered in his ears. The sounds of rebellion engulfed him, drowning out all other noise, except for the steady rhythm of his own breath, which seemed to slow with each passing moment.

As he lay wounded, the knife lodged in his chest served as a cruel reminder of all the suffering he had been through. Each breath he took was a struggle, as if an invisible weight pressed down against his lungs. His last coherent thoughts drifted to his friend Tommy. At first, he just wanted to be free. Then, he just wanted Tommy to be safe. But now, more than anything else:

He just wanted it to end.

But it wouldn't end, not so soon. He remembered playing in the forest. A girl with innocence in her eyes and boundless energy stood beside him. Their laughter echoed through the forest as they played, running through the sun-dappled glades and under the towering trees. He remembered their exhilarating races to the tops of trees. The girl's blonde braids flowed behind her as they ran. He remembered always winning, followed by her declaring, "Next time, I'll win," with a determined glint in her eyes. Though she was never quite fast enough.

He remembered a woman, her face blurred in the shadows of his mind. Her essence seemed to fill the air around him, calming him. Each night before bed, she would sing to him. He remembered her voice: oh, how lovely it was. He could hear it, traveling closer and closer to him, singing the same song:

"Deep in the meadow, under the willow.

A bed of grass, a soft green pillow.

Lay down your head, and close your eyes.

And when they open, the sun will rise.

Here it's safe, and here it's warm.

Here the daisies guard you from every harm.

Here your dreams are sweet, and tomorrow brings them true.

Here is the place where I love you."

Newt was no longer scared anymore. He felt someone pick him up, carrying him to his next destination. He was not sure where that destination was, but he hoped he could find peace.

He hoped his friends could find peace.

He hoped the girl from his dreams could find peace, maybe she finally reached the top of the trees before him.

He remembered the forest, he remembered the song, he remembered her.

Lizzy.

And he remembered no more.


Newt is alive!? Well, you all already knew that. I will see you all next week!

-23LucyGrace