Run. And never look back ||Teen wolf/maze runner || Stiles = Thomas

1: The beginning

Stiles/Thomas pov

Derek had kicked me from the pack, he said he was sick of defending the weak stiles who got in the way and didnt do what he was told.  I looked up at the clock and sighed, only 5  more minutes until lunch.

Derek had also stated he wanted nobody to talk to him, unless its insults anyway, most of the pack disagreed but Jackson liked to be an asshole so there was no difference. My finger began to tap the desk and the big sweatshirt i had on still didn't make me feel any warmer. Its funny how he actually missed that hell hole, he missed everybody he survived with.

The loud ring of the bell shot me out of my thoughts and i immediatly left the room, when i got my tray of food jackson spotted me from the packs table. I didn't  look at him of course, i still had to keep up the act. Whitmore got up and followed me as i walked away from the lunch room to eat by myself, the sound of his feet hitting the ground painted a perfect picture of jacksons oh so innocent smirk. His smirk needs some working on.

Jackson caught up but scott and the others followed, Scott tried to hide his worry but i had learned how to read him like a book. I lookd at Jackson and he simply hit the lunch tray out of my hand, it was almost like a daily routine now. I kept control and put a wary joking tone to my voice "Heeeey Jackson. How are you these days buddy? Enjoying your vacation in the bahamas of your imagination?" Jackson growled and i backed up, the scared facade was working. 

But oh my god.

It was getting old.

Jackson slammed me against some lockers, the hit making me feel a sting but i did my best to make it look like i really got hurt. Jackson grinned saying "Its almost sad how weak you are. You cant do shit Stilinski."

I looked at him and shut my eyes. Maybe if i looked like i was going to cry he would leave. Jackson laughed "Stilinskis gonna cry!"

"Jackson stop!"

Jackson dropped me, i fell limply on the ground and when nobody was paying attention to me i rolled my eyes before going back to the act. 

Thats when my eyes trained in on something in the background, the lights started flickering but the pack kept talking, the clanking of metal and the movement of a machine got louder. I started breathing faster, the drip that came like a tune until the pack no longer blocked the way.

The face of a griever sat right in front of me, its scorpion like tail coiled and a rattling noise ensued until the gurgle from its mouth started to grow into a roar. I shut my eyes right when its mouth was going to consume me.

I gasped and opened my eyes to see Scott, he looked worried, concern etching his face. I let out raspy breaths and looked around, the walls no longer had the growing vines that curled and twisted onto everything, the stench no longer overloading my senses. I looked at Scott and pushed him away, i stood with caution, looking around, my eyes searching every inch of my surroundigs as though the grievers teeth would suddenly be tearing at me and the lights would finally stop flashing.

I took a breath and decided it was time i let go of the act. Wicked would find me anyway, no matter what.

"Fuck you Jackson, damn slinthead."

I shot him a glare, my eyes cold voids as i looked at them all. They didn't mean much, Scott was okay but even he got on my nerves.

"Stiles-"

"My name isn't Stiles wolf boy."

Scotts eyes wide and and he stumbled a little before he opened his mouth to respond but i walked away, as i left school grounds on my jeep i went home and put on a movie. After about an hour i heard a knock, i got up and answered the door saying "Hello-?"

"Hey Tommy."

My mind went slow to process that Newt, Minho, Brenda, Jorge and even Teresa stood at the door, i looked at them before smiling. A genuine smile.

A real smile.

I invited them in and Brenda asked to have a word with me in private, the boys all muttered to each other, snickering and teasing me. I gave them a playfull glare before we went upstairs to my room.

I closed the door and as i was about to ask her what it was, the minute the door locked she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. Once we both pulled away, a smile adorned our faces.

"You still deserve to be leader."

"And your still the girl who cut Minho. And also to add to it, definitely had some type of crank conspiracy goin on." 

She laughed at my words, she cut her hair to the same length again, i liked it like that honestly. She looked up at me and said "Its nice to just have at least one moment where we can relax. It wont last long though." I looked at her and flashed her a small smile saying "So enjoy it while you can." 

I didn't often smile a whole lot around other people than the ones in my house plus some others who are currently unlocated. 

I heard something crash to the floor, me and brenda looked at each other before speeding downstairs to see Minho wrestling with Jorge, their bodies disconnected and Minho accidentaly hit something else and sent it to the floor. 

"First thing you do is wreck the place. Of course."

Jorge scoffed, muttering something to himself angrily. I looked to Minho and sigh before asking Newt "Im guessing your here because of wicked?"

"Correct Tommy. Wicked has somehow found our friends, and i think some of them are alive. We think Gally is here with you, hiding though. We found you first, we need to join together even if nobody exactly likes gally."

"When do we leave?"

"After we find Gally and come up with a somewhat plan. We never really stick to them completely."

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I hope you liked it! I love these crossovers so i wanted to try it myself :')