Stiles? Wait, hold up, my name's Thomas!

Stiles? Wait, hold up, my name's Thomas!

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After the Scorch Trials, the Gladers get rescued by the FBI and returned to their families with only one rule... Don't tell anyone about W.I.C.K.E.D's existence. Now Thomas must adjust to his new life as Stiles Stilinski; a clumsy, clever, sarcastic and relatively defenseless teenager who somehow has a big connection to the supernatural. While grappling with his lost memories, how can Stiles deal with a supernatural hit list and werewolf best friends while secretly taking down W.I.C.K.E.D? Takes place during season 4 of Teen Wolf. Death Cure never happened. AN: I own nothing... except for like this plot... yeah
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{COMPLETED} [Teen Wolf and The Maze Runner Crossover] Never. Stop. Running. Funny, that was some of the best advice that was given to him in the Glade, and it was definitely helping him out now. Thomas didn't know who these people were, and they can't blame him for not trusting easily. It scared him. In fact, it terrified him- all of them- that everything was so unknown. Sure, Thomas had a few flashbacks of working with Teresa at WICKED, but he knew nothing about his life before the corporation took over his life. But whoever these people were, that wanted to take Thomas back to his life before WICKED, he wasn't sure if he wanted to go back. So with that thought, the shouts of FBI agents reverberating down the tiled walls, and his fellow Gladers by his side, his conscience repeated the same three words Minho had beat into his brain after a few days in the Glade: Never stop running.

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