No Escape [Maze Runner / Teen Wolf crossover]

Chapter 2

Scott's POV

School was finally over. Today was a pretty uneventful day. The pack has kept their distance because I 'haven't been myself lately'. Wonder why? Oh yeah! It's because my best friend has been missing for two years and we have had no leads on where he is. I can't blame them though, they are right. I haven't been myself and it scares me. I've become darker, more violent since Stiles went missing. Stiles was,is, the only one who keeps me sane, and now that he's not here, I just don't care. When Stiles first went missing, I was so determined to find him that I am most killed someone. If Derek wouldn't have been there, I would've done something that I would have regretted my whole life. After that, I kept my distance. The pack started to worry about me. They would come to my house on a regular basis to check on me. I'm glad they did but I was also too ashamed to look at them. Ever since that night I could tell that they would never look at me the same but I hope they understand that I did it for Stiles and then I would do the same for them. I know what I did was wrong, but for some reason I don't feel as much guilt as I should. I'm so determined to find him that it's like my humanity has turned off. It's like the only emotion I feel it is sadness. The pack misses Stiles and I know that, but they've moved on. Why can't I? No. Don't think like that Scott you've come this far. You have to find him you have to make sure he's OK! You know he's alive! You know he wouldn't leave you like this! You know he would do anything in his power to make it home. Yes, Stiles is only human but when it comes to his friends, he would do anything to make it back to them.
"Where are you Stiles?" I whisper to myself as I flop on my bed and drift to sleep.
.............................In the Maze..........................
Thomas' POV

There it is. Just standing there, staring as us.
A griever.
Why is a griever out during the day? I thought.
Minho and I didn't dare move, for it could snap at anytime and come charging towards us full speed.
I looked around the atmosphere, trying to come up with a plan. Minho seemed to be doing the same.
We stood there for what felt like hours and it still just stood there completely still, staring.
"What do we do?" I asked, trying not to make any sudden movements. "I don't know." Minho replied in a whisper.
Why isn't it doing anything? I asked myself. And as if that were its cue, it came charging towards us like a maniac.
I didn't have time to think. "Run!" I screamed at Minho still frozen in his tracks, terror on his face. I pulled him, snapping him out of his gaze, and ran. I ran as fast as I could, making sure I didn't loose Minho. My lungs were screaming for air that I could give,and my legs were aching. The griever was gaining on us. "We can't lead it to the glade!" I yell at Minho. "I know!" He yelled back. I still don't know the maze that well. "Where do I go!" I asked. "Left, right, then left again." Minho said. I followed his instructions, still running at full speed.
All the sudden, a loud bang echoed through the maze. Still running, I went toward the sound. "What are you doing shuck face?!" Minho yelled. "Do u trust me?" I asked. "No! You just got here" Minho replied. "DO YOU TRUST ME?" I asked again with more force. "Yes! You happy?" Minho said. Yes. I thought.
The griever still on our tail, the sound was getting louder which means we must be getting closer. I now know what is making the sound. The maze is changing. During the day? I didn't slow down. Minho got ahead of me as a section of the maze started to close. Minho made it to the other side but I stopped in my tracks. Minho screamed at me to keep going.
I had a plan.
The griever is getting closer and closer to me. I screamed "COME ON!" My adrenaline was overpowering. When I thought the griever was close enough, I ran. I ran faster than I ever dreamed I could. The closing section getting smaller and smaller. The griever still following, I made it out to the other side just as the section closed. The griever no longer running at us, but now flat like a pancake between the two concrete walls.
"You killed it!" Minho said with surprise.
"You killed a griever!"