I'm not Stiles anymore. I'm Thomas. Maze Runner X Teen Wolf

Part 22

(HOW CAN ONE MAN BE SO ATTRACTIVE!?)

Minho's POV 

I head upstairs, following all the other shanks going to bed.

 I may look calm on the outside with regards to the whole WICKED being in town thing but on the inside I'm completely freaking out. Last time I was anywhere near WICKED I was tortured and my mind was completely shucked with. 

So finding out that they're here makes me want to either kill all of them or run in the other direction.

 I haven't decided which yet. 

Fry seems a little worried so I put a hand on his shoulder and give it a quick squeeze. He sends me a quick smile. 

Everyone is entering their rooms so it's only Fry and I in the hallway since our room is near the end of the hall, it's also the closest to Newt and Thomas's room.

 We don't talk just enter our room in silence.

  I don't think either of us know what to say. 

My mind wanders again to Aris. He could be nearby...If WICKED is here then maybe they brought Aris along with Teresa.

 I'm so lost in thoughts that I don't notice my surroundings. I don't see the men standing against the far wall. Well not until one of them grabs Fry and holds a gun to his head. 

"Not a word or he's dead along with your other friends." I narrow my eyes at them, the urge to attack regardless of the consequences is strong. Although I know I'm not faster then a gun and even if I do manage to take these guys out whose to say that there aren't more who would then just shoot my friends. 

I look into Fry's eyes and he looks a little scared but he also looks mad.

 You don't like Fry when he's mad.

 Trust me. 

I nod and one of the guys throws a roll of duct tape at me. If it weren't for my amazing reflexes I probably wouldn't have caught it. But I do.

 I can now see that there are only three guys in here. Only three? 

That's a little insulting. 

"Wrap that around your friends wrists." I can't help but roll my eyes. I move closer to Fry and one of the men poke him in the side. He raises his arms up so it's easier for me to wrap the duct tape around his wrists.

 "So how did you find us?" I ask while wrapping the duct tape around Fry's wrists. "That's not important." I roll my eyes again and step back, Fry is now in duct tape handcuffs. 

The man who was talking before takes the duct tape from my hands and begins wrapping it around my own wrists. "C'mon I'm not going anywhere, you may as well tell me." I raise my hands to prove that I'm not going anywhere. 

He rips off another piece of duct tape and puts it over my mouth. 

Um rude much?

 "This one talks to much." He says to his evil buddies. 

He forces me to sit down on the bed and they make Fry sit next to me. If looks could kill these three would be dead about a hundred times over. 

A radio crackles to life and then a mans voice fills the room. "The rest of them are secured is subject A7 and (Idk Fry's number 😪) secured?"

 "Yes they are." "Bring them one at a time downstairs and into the van, we have yet to locate subjects A2 and A5 so keep a look out." I smile, Thomas and Newt haven't been captured. Honestly I shouldn't be surprised their two smart shanks they're probably hiding somewhere in the house.