Hey, back with another story. If you were currently reading my Minho/Brenda Zombie apocalypse story it's on hold. I really need to limit the amount of stories I write at once. I've changed it to two at once. Right now its Newt's Cinderella and this one. As you probably know its Minho/Brenda Rapunzel Tangled style. I got this idea from AsgardianGrizzly. I had to give them some credit. This was a brilliant Idea. As soon as I read this idea I was like why didn't I think of this. I probably would have been thinking still if it weren't for that idea. AsgardianGrizzly is a good author so go read her stories too. This story may not be exactly like Tangled, it has some twists. Ignore the author's notes if you want to. If you read them you can learn some things that go through my thoughts.

Narrator POV

Brenda, the young daughter of the richest and most popular couple in the city was sitting in her crib. Her mother had died right after giving birth to her. With the death of her mom, leaves her with her father, and her uncle Jorge. Brenda had a power to heal people. No one knows where it came from. Just by holding her hand would make you feel like you were healing.

That night of her birthday, some women came in and took her. Brenda was screaming which woke her father and her uncle. The women escaped quickly leaving the doors of Brenda's bedroom open. She was now in a hurry.

Brenda's father had made it quickly inside but not a clue where Brenda had gone. After a few weeks her father decided to move. He couldn't stand losing his to family members. The Uncle, Jorge, had stayed behind in the house. Jorge wasn't ready to give up on Brenda. Brenda was actually the first person to actually make Jorge have actual feelings. He never really trusted people. Jorge would hunt everywhere for the girl. After 5 years he had given up. He soon also thought about leaving. He joined his brother at the new place he moved to. 5 more years later leaving Brenda at 10 years old, her father lost hope and started a new family. Jorge still hopped that they would find Brenda again.

Minho's POV

"Shhhh," I whisper to Thomas. "We need to achieve this carefully and it does not mean you talk all day."

"Okay sassy," Thomas says.

I pull up the paint ball gun and point it at the camera and shoot. Thomas, Aris, and I run to the next end of the hallway. I point the gun at the next camera and shoot it. We repeat this process about five times. We get to the door we need and see guards.

"There's a guard," Aris tells me.

"No really," I tell him. "You realize that since the kidnapping like 16 years almost 17 years ago they have a lot of things heavily guarded. Stick to the plan Aris."

"Yes sir," Aris says. Aris grabs his rope out of his backpack. "Aris Indiana Jones ready to go."

"Aris," Thomas says. "You realize that your middle name is not Indiana. You are nothing like Indiana Jones."

(A/N: If you haven't read my other stories, the Indiana Jones for Aris thing happens in all my stories. My sister came up with it one day. Feel free to use it and credit Apollogirl101)

"You believe what you believe and I will believe what I want to believe," Aris says.

He stands in the hallway and runs for the guard. The guard aims a gun at him but someone attacks him and takes him to the ground. The boy who attacked got off of him and Aris tied up the guard. The boy who is also known as Newt was one of us. Newt had blonde hair, brown eyes, and a smile most of the girls died when they saw. If we were caught he usually had the plan to get us out. My charming looks were also part of it but apparently Newt's were better.

"Good Newt," I clap my hands and head towards them. I walk up and ruffle up his hair.

Newt ducks and runs into the wall. "Stop that Minho," He says with his accent. "That's annoying. I am not a dog."

"I know that," I say.

"Then don't bloody ruffle my hair," Newt says.

"Come on Minho," Sonya says walking up behind Newt. "Leave him be."

Sonya helps Newt fix up his hair. Newt smiles down at her. Considering the height between them, Sonya was shorter. Her head went to his shoulder.

(A/N: I usually go with height differences with the actors but I'm not 100% sure the height difference between Thomas and Katherine since I've never seen them actually standing by each other. They should have a conversation in Scorch Trials. Newt/Sonya shipper for life. That's me.)

"Anyway," I say. "Let's get this dumb crown."

"Why are we getting this crown?" Aris asks.

"Because," I say. "It was for the daughter of the Salazar family."

(A/N: I'm not good with making up names.)

"Isn't she dead," Aris says.

"No one knows," Thomas says. "They looked everywhere for her. Who knows where she is now. This is the very room she was taken from. Thomas walks over to the crib. The room was painted pink. They left the house untouched and still taken care of by the staff."

"Thanks walking textbook," I say.

"Hey," Thomas says. "That's enough Mr. I'm to sassy to love someone."

"Hey," I say. "I could find a girl that loves me. I don't feel like it's necessary."

I grab the crown and an alarm goes off.

"You did it now," Sonya says. "Run!"

Boom, Cliff hanger. I'm afraid if I don't end it their I'm not going to have a lot of chapters. I'll try to make things longer so we have more chapters.