Long AN: Hi everyone! :)
I've started another story. I wasn't going to but after A LOT of convincing from my brother and my best friend on this site umbrella0326, I decided why not? Lol!
So A HUGE THANK YOU to my brother. And my best friend. Thank you guys. Love ya both! Mwah. x3
I know I say this EVERY TIME I start a new story BUT I am NOT ABANDONING any of my other stories.
My brain comes with different ideas all the time. So I write when inspiration comes to me.
I'm going to update my other stories as soon as I can. Please give me time to do so. So once again I'll say it, Thank you ALL for your patience with me. :) AND I AM NOT ABANDONING ANY STORY. I WILL FINISH WHAT I START. GOT IT? COOL. LOL :)
Anyway, a little background on this particular story.
When I was teenager I came up with this idea and I wrote this. I was heavily Inspired by the TV show "Dark Angel". I used to LOVE that show!
Anyways, it was a completely original idea that involved a girl and boy. But since I LOVE Glee and am OBSESSED with Kurtofsky (yes I know, there a very little of us still out there lol) I decided to switch this to be a Kurtofsky story. In fact, this first chapter has some of the same content I remember writing as a teen. From what I remembered. Lol
Warning: This story is Rated M for a reason. Adult situations happen here. Although it's a little calm now but there are DARKER themes to come. You have been warned. I"ll give out more warnings as this goes on.
If anyone has seen the movie "Crooklyn" will recognize the song used here. I have been wanting to use this little song for a while. I think it fits here.
This story has Humor, Angst, Romance and Fantasy Elements to it
If you have questions let me know. I'll try my very best to answer them. :)
I don't wanna spoil anymore so I'll end this here.
Thank you ALL so very much. I am going to update when I can but no guarantees.
You all rock.
Please be kind. Please review. I don't own Glee or its characters. I am just borrowing them for fun. Lol!
I own this story idea. That's all.
Have a great day!- ILOVESMESOMEGLEEDX3
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Chapter 1
The Boy
Bright lights.
Very bright lights.
A flash of orange and red. Eyes fluttering. He then realizes his eyes are completely shut making it hard to open them. Trying so hard to wake up but cannot. He can barely move or speak. He tries to move but his body aches so bad he stays still. He realizes underneath him feels sticky and wet. But sharp as well. He has no idea where he is. If only he can open his damn eyes!
Flash!
One two three
The devil's after me
Four five six
He's always carrying sticks
Seven eight nine
He misses every time
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
Amen.
He is pleased to hear the woman in white sing this song to him every day as she feeds him through a needle that is connected to his arm.
Swiiiiiiiish, swoooooooosh, spooooooosh, swisssssh.
The water in the very large and spacious tube he is placed in goes crazy every time she sings to him. This means he's happy.
"Ok deary, time for another round." this woman's voice was soft and gentle as she places the needle in a small tiny clear rope that goes all the way to the large tube he was connected with. In the small needle was clear purple-grayish liquid. His dinner. It was good. Very tasty in his veins.
She can't actually touch him. No one can.
That is the thing he HATED most. No human contact. It was the rule. The only rule. Well not the only rule but it was an important one at that.
He never understood why though. Why was no one allowed to touch him? He longed for simple things in life. Things he saw on TV when they allowed him to watch. Things like small kisses, handholding or a simple hug. People on television shows got to hug people, so why couldn't he?
He knew this woman cared for him, it was her body language that said it and how she spoke to him. So why wasn't she allowed to hug him?
He never understood their rules. And he guessed he never would.
He got so distracted with his thoughts he didn't notice the man enter the room.
He looked up, out of his thoughts and saw a man who must've been as old as time. He sure looked like it.
He had a bunch of wrinkles on his face, blue to greenish eyes that were always shifty and mean looking. A permanent scowl on his face. Gray peppermint hair. The top of his head looked like a lawn mower went through making it straight and pointy as possible. He stood tall and proud every time.
He had a very misshapen nose. And he was very muscular. And he also wore a green suit with a bunch of weird pins on them.
He looked up again. He needed to shut up. The man was speaking.
"So how's our little experiment, freak?" The man tapped on the glass and smiled very falsely which the boy HATED every time he saw it. It made a loud bang that irritated the boy so much that he covered his ears to drown out the noise.
He loathed this man. But he couldn't say anything to him. He didn't want to get punished again. So he held his tongue.
This man was NO stranger indeed.
He disliked this man A LOT. Every time the man entered the boy knew to act right or he would suffer the consequences. He didn't want to but he HAD TO OBEY.
The boy smiled and waved shakenly as the loud bang calmed down.
This must've pleased the man in the green suit because he slapped his knee and cackled.
The boy stared daggers until the man looked up and the boy quickly checked himself.
"Now, Commander Gerald, leave the poor thing alone. You know he frightens easily." The woman with the red fire hair and pale complexion shhh's the boy trying to calm him. He didn't realize he was shaking so much. He liked her. She always so sweet to him. Never treated him the way the man did. Never cruel. Always kind. He loved this woman.
"Ohhhhhhh! Come on! Miss. Terricks, I was just messing with IT! Where's your sense of humor?!" The man slapped his knee again.
There he goes again. Calling the boy "it" or "Freak" or anything else degrading. The boy HATED these names. He wasn't a freak. He was just born different. And there was nothing wrong with that. At least that's what the lady always told him. But he felt different every time this man came around.
This man was unintentionally cruel.
"Commander, what is it that you want? There is a reason you came by right?" The woman in white snipped.
"Ah! Miss. Terricks you are right to be suspicious. I'll whisper it to you. I don't want that thing hearing official business." The boy glared at the man and the woman gave a sympathetic look to the boy.
"He's not a freak!" She snapped.
The boy smiled.
"Oh Terricks, you hang out with this thing too much. Why are you calling him a boy? We don't even know exactly what this thing-"
"Commander! Stop! I won't let you speak about him like that! What is it?! What do you want?!" The woman rarely raised her voice but when she did the boy knew it was for good reason.
"OK FINE! I apologize to you and the... Boy". The man made a gross face.
"That's better." The woman smiled as bright as the sun.
"Ok now that we are all calm. What do you need?" The woman leaned in as the man whispered in her ear.
A few seconds later she had a look of what can only be described as horror on her face.
"NO! NOOOOOOO! I WON'T LET YOU! YOU CAN'T DO THIS! HE'S NOT READY!" She screams over and over.
"I am truly sorry, Miss Terricks. It has to be done. It needs to be terminated. Immediately."
Suddenly fifty men in black suits rush in the room breaking everything in sight. Glass everywhere! Medical equipment destroyed!
The boy was frightened! He swam to the bottom of the tank in fear as three of those fifty men came at him.
"NOOOOOOOOO! YOU'RE MAKING A HUGE MISTAKE! LEAVE HIM ALOOOOOONE!" The woman wailed as more men held her back as she lunged trying desperately to help the boy.
"Sorry, Miss Terricks. We have no choice." The man went to the control panel near the tube. And almost pressed a glowing green button.
"Pleeeeeeeassssse! Don't!" The woman pleaded. It fell on deaf ears. The man pushed the button!
Woooooooooooossssshhhh!
Suddenly the boy noticed the water in the tube going down. Fast!
He panicked!
What was happening? Why were they doing this?!
He never left the tube. He needed the water to survive. What was happening?!
He swam further down the tube to try to stay under water as long as he could but it was impossible. Nearly all the water was gone. And in seconds it was completely gone! The boy couldn't breathe. He was struck by fear. He didn't notice the tube opening and he was being grabbed!
Chaos erupted. All around him pure chaos!
Screams and yells could be heard all around him. But without the tube to longer protect him he felt dizzy and disconnected. The world grew blurry while these unknown men carried him out.
"I'll find you! Don't be afraid! Don't... Afraid... Find... Corner of the world. Eiffel Tower!" Things that were coming out the woman's mouth weren't making any sense to the young scared boy. That didn't matter. In a few more seconds the world around the boy grew black and cold as he passed out from the trauma.
.
That's all the boy remembers before semi waking up here. But where was here? He still couldn't open his eyes! He suddenly shook again with trauma.
A few more minutes later the boy slowly began opening his eyes. And as he slowly gained consciousness he was so scared!
He was no longer in the room with the sweet woman.
His face felt hot and sticky. Something was burning his skin! He looked up and saw a ball of glowing yellow fire! He freaked out! He NEVER saw anything like it before! He immediately got up and tried to move but his body slammed hard on this green ground. He was so confused!
The ground felt weird and sticky. And the plants on the ground were weird and stood straight up.
He soon realized he was alone and scared. What was this strange place? All he saw were tall buildings. He knew what they were because the woman used to read him books and he saw similar buildings in those picture books. But everything else going on confused him.
Where was the woman? Or the man? Where was he?
More importantly... Why was he naked?
With everything going on and suffering so much, this was TOO MUCH to take or handle. It was all happening SO FAST.
The world seemed to spin again as the young boy passed out again.
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AN: So... What did you all think? Do you like it?
Should I continue?
The next chapter I am currently working on will explain more into what's going on. So if you wanna know more just let me know. I am still debating on whether I should continue or not.
Thank you all for reading, reviewing and following me these past years. I love you all. I appreciate it too. Have a nice day!-ILOVESMESOMEGLEEX3