tmr x tw (book 1)

FBI ( 2 )

Thomas pov

"Now i know you're lying," i say, pointing my gun right at his head. i don't flinch when i see all the guns trained on me by who i assume is his team. "Stiles put the gun down," the guy says, his voice slightly shaking. "My names not stiles." i yell at him, breathing heavily, my eyes narrowing in annoyance.

McCall pov

"look kids I need you to trust me," I yell out, facing all the kids. "we don't trust anyone but ourselves." stiles, or Thomas says, looking at me with suspicion. What the hell happened to this kid. "Look, do you guys have a leader I can talk to because we really need to get you kids on the boats." I say worried, glancing at the group of kids as the watch stiles carefully. " im the leader." Stiles says, making me shake my head in disbelief as I look at him in shock. stiles stilinsky. skinny, defenceless, stiles. is the leader of all these people. but as i think back to "Thomas" behaviour, he seemed, powerful, in control. and i could see these other kids reaction to him, i could see that they looked up to him. It's clear that Stiles isn't the same person he was 2 years ago.

Thomas pov

i looked at the leading " agent " and could see the sincerity in his eyes. and for some reason, i trusted him to help us. my angry expression falters, and i put my gun down. "i need you to get in your groups. group A and group B and then were gonna follow this man so he can take us to the boats." i yell out to the kids surrounding me.  i look at the " agent " to see him nodding along with my instructions. i give the agent an odd look as i have a feeling, a wave of familiarity come over me.

he turns to me as i look away. i walk up to Minho and nudge him. "Look, for some reason, i feel like i know him, i think we can trust him, but keep an eye out." i whisper to him cautiously. yeah, i will Thomas, but what's with the whole stiles thing? Do you think he's telling the truth? Minho asks.

"i don't know. but that name is a form of child abuse." I say, shivering in disgust. "Well, Stiles is just a nickname." A voice behind us says. "Who are you again?" i ask, confused. "Raphael McCall." he says with a brow raised. "Right." i mutter. "Your full name was mieczyslaw." He replies, having a hard time saying it. my expression is filled with disgust. "Ugh, that's worse." i say with a frown. "Well, boys, it's time to get going. We're taking u home." McCall says. i tense at the word home. but follow him anyway.