Teenwolf and The maze runner

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Stiles POV

Seeing his mischievous smirk on his face, I couldn't help to smile back at him and watched him go beside his father. He grudgingly went in front of the class then took a deep before looking at everyone.

"Hello, I'm Minho" Minho started but Mr. Yukimura coughed loudly that cause Minho to stop and look at his father; who falsely coughed.

Mr. Yukimura looked at his son with his eyebrows up and a look that the two only understand. Minho huffed air in annoyance and glare at his father's interruption. He gripped his bag a bit tighter then looked back at the students.

"Ok. Minho is my nickname and that is the only name everyone will call me." Minho warned then looked back at his father. Mr. Yukimura looked down, with his hands on his table and his lower half leaning on the table, then gave out a sigh.

"You may take your seat beside Stiles Stilinski, son." Mr. Yukimura said. "Stiles raise your hand."

I raised my hand, as Minho's eyebrows arched then walked to the empty seat beside me with a small smile. He sat down and placed his bag between us.

Mr. Yukimura took this as a sign to start his lesson about World War 2. As Mr. Yukimura turned his back, Minho grabbed something in his bag. I looked at him confusingly, as Minho rummage his bag. Then, Minho pulled out a white envelope with my Glader name written on it.

"What's this?" I asked as I took the envelope from Minho's hands; gingerly.

"Open it, shuck face and you will know the answer to your question." Minho whispered.

I looked at him stoically then looked at the letter. I slowly opened it then pulled out the paper inside it. The edge of the paper have the initials of WICKED, this made me looked back at Minho with doubt. Minho is pretending to listen at his father's lecture then snuck a glance at me and nodded.

I looked back at the letter and unfold it hesitantly. The letter consisted with symbols, numbers, and some weird words that I couldn't recognize and understand, when I got to the end of the paper I saw something that made my heart swell with happiness and dread.

The handwriting of the limping teenager is there.

Asking for help before WICKED caught him.

I knew it that WICKED won't stop until they got us in their grasps. I knew it at the back of my mind that Newt is still alive somewhere. I unconsciously crumpled the paper as I reread Newt's warning and help. I couldn't stop but glare at the piece of paper that is in my hands.

How dare they destroy our freedom that we deserve. How dare they kidnapped and use us as guinea pigs. I won't accept this! I won't let WICKED get everyone and use us again!

I got back to the present, when Minho placed his hand on my forearm. I looked at him and he stare at me with fury in his eyes. I knew, in his look, that this means war against WICKED and us Gladers.

"We better plan everything out, Tommy." Minho seriously said. "We have to fight back again and rescue Newt and the others from them. We need you back in this game, Tommy. I know you promised to stay out of conflicts for your father but this time we really need you. We are at risk and so is your father, if we stay behind our families' care."

"Geez, Minho." I smiled at his poetic side. "You don't have to be all poetic or dramatic to convince me to come."

Minho's eyes widened and smiled, which I lost sight of his eyes. "Which means you're in this?"

"Of course I'm in." I smiled back at him. "I wouldn't let them captured everyone and turn them into guinea pigs. Besides, we are a family and that's what family are for."

"Then it's decided." Minho whispered. "Tomorrow midnight we have to snuck out of Beacon Hills and begin our journey. We also have to decode some of that shuck to see what WICKED after."

"How will we-"

"Slim it." Minho interrupted. "You have the brains here, you will decode it tonight with me of course. I will just ask permission to Dad."

"How did you know that this coded message are WICKED's plans?" I asked as I waved the crumpled paper in front of me. Minho looked at me, as if I am some idiot.

"Do you think you were the only one was given a message? How special you are, Tommy" Minho mumbled as he pulled out a white envelop from his bag. "But mine only consisted with a few numbers and more handwriting of Newt."

"Would you care to tell the whole class what you were talking about, Stiles and Minho." Mr. Yukimura interrupted our plans.

"No. Um... Its-its n-nothing important, Mr. Yukimura." I stuttered.

Mr. Yukimura gave us a doubtful look then went back to teaching how Germany allied with Japan and Italy.

"We will talk about this later." Minho decided. "Meet me at lunch."

I nodded and went back listening to Mr. Yukimura. I then felt someone looking at me. I turned my head to the direction where I could feel the cold stare.

I saw Scott looking at me intensively with his body tense with anger and annoyance. I couldn't take it but ignore his stare and went back listening to the lecturing history teacher in front of the class.

Not even remembering that my ex-best friend have super hearing and could have heard our plans for tomorrow midnight.

(UNEDITED)

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