Survive

Mazes & Choices

Lourde's POV

"You're smarter than I thought Lourde. But unfortunately for you, I'm smarter. Look around, tick-tock, whose here? Whose not?" Amber smiled darkly oh my lord she took Abby, again! "Oh my god..." I whispered to myself. "Yeah, look I'm being nice I'm giving you a choice. It's either rescuing Abby, or killing me. Your call." I hate her voice, I hate her face, why doesn't she just disappear under a rock somewhere and just die? "Where is she?" I said clutching my teeth together wanting to punch her so bad. "Let go and I'll give you information." I looked around with just my eyes then looked down at the ground. I swallowed then freed her shirt from my hands. "Speak. Now." I demanded. She casually walked down to a corner and slid down the grey-greenish wall to a sitting position. Then she crossed her legs, "Well, she's in a room with someone and a switchblade. That someone is called Estephan,"she looked right at the shocked and tearful Natalia and smiled, "I think you may have heard of him." Finally she reached in her pocket and grabbed a key. "Got twenty minutes on the clock, you find the room that's the key, you don't bye-bye Abby. Oh and you better run, because time is probably going to be your worst enemy." She threw the key at me. I caught it and carefully examined it. The key was gold and it had a scratched number on it. 180. What is that supposed to mean? "Tick tock, nineteen minutes." Spoke Amber breaking my thoughts. "Natalia, and Derek split up to the rooms when you find it just call Stiles, we'll be together okay?" I said. "Alright" everyone replied. "But... We don't have the key and how are we going to know it's Abby?" Natalia asked. "Oh the key... Uh just like I said, call Stiles and we'll run as fast as we can and don't worry knowing Abby she's probably going to scream." She nodded to my answer the we separated.

Stile's POV

I have to admit I don't know what I'm doing and I'm really scared. Although I'm happy to that Lourde is alive. "Hand me the key," I demanded Lourde and she did what she was asked to do. 180. I looked around to see a bunch of doors. Lourde went to the right side and I went to the left. We both started screaming, "Abby, are you in here? Or, Estephan, if you don't open this door right now you are so dead!" But we got nothing. I pulled out my phone to check how much more time we have left, fifteen minutes. I let out a breath and kept on yelling at the damn scratched green doors. It feels like a maze. "Stop, stop," I said in between breaths, "I think we're lost. Do you know how this place is shaped? Like is it a perfect square kind or a rectangle? Or is it just a maze?" She run her fingers through her hair and simply shrugged, "I don't know. I don't know anything. I pretend like I do but, I don't! I don't know if we're going to find Abby, or if this is just another trap, I don't know if we are going to die too, I don't know if..." She started crying when I interrupted her, "Okay, don't worry. Everything is going to be just fine." She nodded. I took her hand then we just started running. again. There isn't any door opening. Stupid maze, stupid key, stupid Amber, stupid supernatural! At least in mazes people get hints but we get nothing at all, just a stupid golden key with a 180 carved on. Wait... A 180? I stopped getting Lourde to look back at me. She shook her head slowly and dropped her hands down to her sides. "Wh-why did y-you s-stop?" She struggled between heavy breaths. Wide eyed I looked down at the key. This was it. Our hint. "180... 180! Are the rooms numbered?" I walked over to a room, "no... What else could it mean? Is it supposed to be the 180th room?" "No that's not possible I've been counting, it has been over two-hundred doors." Lourde shrugged in disappointment. Nine more minutes. "Nothing form Natalia or Derek?" She asked. "Nope." I looked down at my foot. "Lets keep going, it probably doesn't mean anything. Come on." She grabbed my hand and we ran again.

Natalia's POV

I stopped running struggling for air. My asthma started to kick in. I looked around still struggling for air when Derek realized I wasn't running anymore. "What are you doing?!" He exploded. I felt my feet moving backwards towards a wall. When I got there I rested my back on the wall and slid down to a sitting position, now struggling even more because of asthma. I started coughing, it wasn't much at first but now it's getting worse and worse. I completely can't breath anymore, I looked up at Derek who was talking on the phone who I'm guessing is Lourde. "I can't pick her up! What if she... Just can you come? Oh my gosh, I can't leave her here either she looks like she's about to die... What do you mean don't worry? Fine... One thing, if she does die, it's your fault. Okay, bye." He looked at me when I tried to get up still coughing. "I'm f-f-fine," I struggled, "let's just go." "Are you sure?" He asked in concern. I nodded trying to stop the coughing. He started running but I was walking."When is this going to end? I'm so tired." I said. "Oh you're tired? I'm the one running my butt off over here!" He laughed. "Well, I'm a girl." I protested. He turned around at me and rolled his eyes.

Lourde's POV

I can see that Stiles isn't with me... I mean, he's physically here though not mentally. What If he was right? What if "180" was actually worth something? I stopped and he bumped into me causing me to drop on the ground he laughed and extended a hand. I gave him the devil look and put my hand on his allowing him to pull me up. "Why'd you stop?" He asked. "180, we already said that it isn't a room number or the 180th room. What else is there that has to do with 180, think with me while we try these doors." I nodded towards a door. "Okay well, 180...180... Um. This may sound stupid but it's the measurement of a straight line..." But it wasn't stupid I stopped trying to open the door and turned to face him, "Stiles, that's brilliant! Since Natalia and Derek went to the right path and we went to the left one... It's not a line, but... What does a line make if you try to break it up?" He looked at the ground then up to me again, "A congruent triangle. Okay so that makes sense but, what is that supposed to mean?" "Well," I looked up at the close muddy ceiling, "it can mean one of two things, either the maze is shaped like a triangle and these rooms are a waste of time to trap us and Abby, or... The room we're looking for has a triangle carved on." I shrugged. "I think it's the edge room. The one that combines the path that Natalia and Derek went in and the one we got in." He's so smart, it makes him so freaking hot. I smiled, "Aw smart. And since we already passed two corners or edges or whatever they're called, the one with amber in you know..." He looked confused, "ugh Stiles! That little rectangular place that had two corners I know because Natalia and Derek, we separated..." He still looked confused. "God dammit! Okay so the triangle has three corners. We passed two already. Because of the separation." He opened his lips to say something when I just interrupted with my hand gesturing to stop what he's about to say, "Oh save it." I laughed and we ran for our goal. He took out his phone and saw that we had six minutes left. I challenged Stiles through my heavy breaths, "Lets sprint, though as a race. The one that gets there first gets to tell the other what to do for a day, deal?" "You are so fucking on!" And we sprinted keeping in mind that time is our worst enemy at the moment.

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"No! No! No!" I screamed as Stiles passed me racing for the door ahead of us. Yes, this was it, I can see the other path leading to the same door. He's smart he had paced himself all this way until here, he sprinted. "Stiles! No! It should be me, I always win in everything!" I laughed. He was still sprinting, and I'm tired. He reached the door and I was behind him. Before we had a chance to examine the door Natalia and Derek bumped into us. "What? You guys figured it out too?" Stiles was surprised and he was struggling to talk. "It doesn't matter! Two more minutes!" I turned and looked at the wooden door with a triangle neatly carved in, this is it I thought. I put the key in and twisted it. The door opened easily in my shaky hands. It opened to surprise us all. Abby wasn't there. Instead, there were four doors lined up perfectly. "Each person go try a door!" I screamed. Rushing to the my door, I kicked it three times until the lock was finally open. An arrow shot from a corner right in my way and settled in my right shoulder. "Stiles! Stop don't freaking open it!" He immediately stopped. I commanded him because he's human, he can't heal. I closed my eyes and fell to the ground.

Natalia's POV

I stopped kicking the door to look over to Lourde. "Oh my gosh! Lourde!" I looked over at Stiles who I think is having a panic attack, sort of, "oh, it's okay she's okay she'll heal." He looked at me and I can tell I comforted him a bit by my words. I went to the side of the door and kicked the door. It opened and here, a bullet shot out. I didn't get shot though. Derek opened his to find the thing we were looking for the first place. I went it to see a little cut on Abby's neck and Estephan is cutting more when I screamed on top of my lungs, "Estephan! Stop!" He turned at me with his alpha blue eyes and growled.