Hello again all you Glee fans!
This is my third Glee story. The other two were incredibly successful and I hope that this story turns out successful too!
This is my first 'supernatural' story so I hope that you all like it!
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or its characters, except my OC's
Have you ever wondered where the stories of werewolves, ghosts, and fairies came from? Did you ever hope that somehow these stories were true? Well, there is a reason that those stories were told to each new generation. Every story has to come from somewhere, and every story was once based on reality. Those stories were not stories at all, in fact, they're true.
Hundreds of years ago, our world was home to a great civilisation, a civilisation where magical beings lived amongst the humans in perfect harmony. Everything was peaceful until the arrival of the evil Brothers of Blood, a group of vampires who believed that vampires were the true superior and dominant species, and sought to take over. The brothers attacked the humans with a vengeance and thus a war broke out between the humans and all magical beings. The vampire community fought the humans for dominance while the rest of the magical community battled against the vampires, for they believed that all living things should be treated as equals.
After years of war and bloodshed, a family of young witches combined their powers to defeat the Brothers of Blood and sent them into the depths of a black hole. The magical community was once again at peace but with the human's trust broken, the magical community was forced to spend eternity alone, forging a new realm, outside of our own, with the family of witches as their rulers. Centuries passed and the stories of vampires, werewolves and fairies drifted down from father, to son, to grandson until they were mere myths and campfire stories, not realising that they once lived amongst us and will return.
'The year was two thousand and nine and my husband, Burt, was the King of Venicus, the realm of Magic.'
Burt sat at his throne situated in the ballroom as he watched the magical creatures all dancing and being merry. It warmed his heart knowing that such peace was brought by the hands of his family. For years he had been gaining support for his mission to have the magical realm reunite with the human realm. Burt had been doing a good job but he knew that there were those out there that did not support him and have tried on numerous occasions to stop him.
But tonight all of that did not matter and he refused to live in fear of those who sought to defy him. Burt smiled as he watched some of the fairies dance around in a circle while some of the shape shifters played pranks on the witches and wizards. He chuckled to himself when he saw a witch gasp with fright when a shape shifter transformed into their drink and spooked them. The music circling the room from the orchestra made the whole evening perfect; he even noticed some of the gargoyles standing guard outside the palace sway their heads to the beat.
'We were celebrating the four hundredth year of our family's rule...'
"Fantastic ball, Your Majesty."
Burt smiled and looked up to find his dear friend, Artemis Anderson, standing beside him. Artemis was Burt's personal bodyguard, and a damn good one at that too, and he was also head of the royal guards. He was a werewolf, and like all werewolves, he was sworn to protect the royal family.
'Werewolves and vampires were total opposites in the magical world and had a neutral disliking towards each other. So when the war broke out, the werewolves instantly picked up arms against the vampires and thus made it their soul duty to protect the royals now and forever.'
"Artemis, my dear friend, how many times have I told you? Whenever we are alone you are to call me Burt," Burt chuckled.
Artemis returned the sentiment and gave a light shrug.
"I keep forgetting that, especially when I have to keep saving your sorry butt."
Burt chuckled again and lightly punched Artemis' shoulder, who still remained standing tall and firm.
"You wouldn't have to keep saving my butt if I wasn't looking out for your son constantly dragging mine into danger."
Artemis sighed. "Yes, even at sixteen Blaine still retains his 'adventurous' attitude. It's even worse with a fifteen year old prince at his side."
"Like father, like son," Burt joked.
"Dad!"
'...and that night, no star shone brighter than that of our dear Kurt, my only son.'
Burt looked out onto the dance floor and saw Kurt running up to him, with Elizabeth in tow, and pulled him into a hug. Burt held him tightly before placing a kiss on Elizabeth's cheek.
"Just where have you been, Kurt? You missed half of the party, already," Burt asked.
Kurt blushed a little at his father's comment. "Um...I was...ah..."
"And where is that son of mine?" Artemis interrupted. "I hope not ditching his royal duties again."
Elizabeth giggled slightly and sat down on her throne, next to her husband.
'I knew exactly where my Kurt was. As usual he was in the music room playing on the piano. My son had the most stunning voice in the realm but he would only share it with one other person aside from me. He was always teased for his high voice as a child but there was always one friend that never cared about it.'
"I'm here!"
The group spotted a slightly older boy with gelled black hair running up to them, completely out of breath. He stopped when he reached the royals and bowed.
"I'm so sorry, your majesties, but he keeps escaping from me," the boy said.
"Honestly, Blaine, you two have been friends since birth, surely by now you know how to keep up with Kurt," Artemis scolded. "You have been neglecting your duties, Blaine, and it is starting to affect the Prince's royal duties as well."
Kurt giggled at the frown on Blaine's face.
"No harm done, Artemis," Elizabeth said.
"But your highness, the pair are always together, surely my son can handle protecting the prince," Artemis defended.
"Together, yes. Paying attention, not so much," Kurt replied with a smirk. "Blaine cannot help it if I am too good at hiding when one does not wish to be found."
Burt smiled at his son and ruffled his hair. Kurt gasped and tried to fix it, causing Blaine to roll his eyes. As he fixed his hair, a piece of jewellery hanging from Kurt's neck glistened against the light, catching Burt's attention.
"Kurt, where did you get that necklace?"
Kurt looked down noticing the accessory out of from behind his shirt. The necklace was a sterling silver phoenix that was appearing out of flames made of gold, and the wings had one diamond on each. Kurt quickly tucked it back into his shirt.
"Um, I found it amongst some old things while I was snooping through one of the basements a while ago," Kurt answered. "I thought that it was nice, you know, since it is the royal crest and all."
"It looks lovely, Kurt," Elizabeth said, taking a closer look. "The gems on the necklace, they are malachite and bloodstone; very powerful crystals for protection and guarding your magical abilities. Somebody clearly made this with the sole intention of protecting the wearer."
"Yeah, I guess," Kurt blushed.
'I knew Kurt was embarrassed at the feminie touch the necklace had but I have always known since he was born that he was special so when he told me that he would never love a wife, I was not at all surprised.'
"Must be from your ancestors, Burt," Elizabeth added.
Burt nodded. "Yeah, it must be."
"Sire," Artemis said to Burt. "Some of the Ladies in Waiting have requested to hear young Prince Kurt sing to the court."
"Have they now?" Burt snickered.
"Surely Kurt could indulge us all with a song," Elizabeth cooed.
Kurt smiled at his parents but before he could utter a reply, a startled gasp echoed from the crowd causing the room to fall silent. The crowd parted before a group of dark figures walking into the room. A large bat swooped down from the ceiling. Blaine and Artemis pulled the royals down to duck as the bat swooped over them before landing in front of the throne tier, transforming into a large dark figure. Upon seeing the figure and the group behind him, the crowd started falling back in fear and surprise, shattering their champagne to the floor.
'But I would never again hear my son sing again. For dark shadows had descended upon the palace that night and its name was Lord Cedric Smythe. We thought he was unlike his vampire kind, but he was a fraud.'
At the sight of the man and his followers, Burt and Artemis stood before them, standing firm and strong.
"Cedric!" Burt yelled. "What is the meaning of this?"
"I heard that you were having a party, King Burt," Cedric replied darkly.
Kurt shivered at the man's darkness in his voice. He clutched to Blaine's shoulders as he protectively held him behind his back.
"You and your family are not welcome here, Smythe," Artemis growled.
Cedric and his men chuckled.
"Give the dog a bone, he looks on edge," Cedric sneered. "You think you can banish us, King Hummel? Think that the humans deserve our respect? They hate us, they hate all of us."
"Because of your kind," Artemis yelled.
"I demand that you leave my palace immediately," Burt ordered.
"No, I demand that you leave my palace, Hummel," Cedric corrected.
Without another word spoken, Cedric's eyes glowed dark red and a bolt of lightning hit the chandelier, causing it to crash to the floor. Everyone in the ballroom screamed and started running.
"This is our uprising, Burt!" Cedric hissed as more lightning struck. "Today, the Brothers of Blood are reborn!"
Blaine and Artemis pulled into action and dragged Burt, Elizabeth and Kurt to safety. As the two took care of the royals, the rest of the werewolf guard transformed and began circling the vampires.
"Go fulfil your dark purpose, my brothers, and seal the fate of the King and his family once and for all."
Smoke began wisping around the vampires and before anyone knew what was happening, the vampires and werewolves started attacking each other. The vampires attacked the chain holding the gates shut, breaking it, and more followers of the Brothers of Blood poured into the palace.
'From that moment on the spark of unhappiness that lied within our realm transformed into a blaze that would destroy our lives forever.'
The Hummel's ran down one of the hallways near the back of the palace with the Anderson's right behind them. As they were about to head down another hallway a few bricks smashed through the glass windows of the palace. The group ducked for cover and the sounds of claws, growls, and yelling echoed the palace courtyard outside.
"I smell them! They are this way!"
Artemis turned back and growled when he smelt the scent of vampires heading their way.
"You must continue," Artemis ordered. "They are gaining and I must buy you time."
"No, Artemis!"
"Sire, my duty is to protect you and your family, go!" Artemis yelled.
"And my job is to protect my family," Burt countered before turning back to Elizabeth and Kurt. "Take Kurt to the secret exit and I will meet you at the safe house. Blaine will keep you safe."
"With my life, sire," Blaine replied.
"Burt-"
"Elizabeth, please do this for me," Burt interrupted before pulling her into a kiss. "I love you. Now go!"
Elizabeth nodded and grabbed Kurt's hand as Blaine led them down a deserted hallway. Blaine heard more vampires coming down the other end and growled to himself. He turned around sharply, grabbing both the royal's hands, and kicked a door down to an empty room. Blaine ran over to the wall and started gently knocking looking for a hollow section. Kurt was holding his mother's hand tightly as they watched Blaine look for the secret exit. An explosion erupted outside the window, shattering the glass, sending Elizabeth and Kurt flying to the other side of the room. Blaine looked out and saw the tunnel leading to their escape was up in flames.
"Your majesties, the tunnel is gone," Blaine informed.
"What?" Kurt shrieked.
"There is no way out now and I have to protect you. Your highness, you must go to Earth."
"No," Elizabeth immediately replied. "It's too dangerous and who knows if we will make it back."
"There is no other option, my queen."
Elizabeth thought for a moment as growls and crashes came from down the hall. She nodded to Blaine and he took out a small gem from around his neck. He held it up in the air and a large portal opened up in the middle of the room. Kurt was startled and he jumped back, hitting his mother's chest. The sounds outside started getting louder and Blaine growled anxiously. He put the gem into the Queen's hand and smiled at them.
"It is my duty to protect you all," Blaine said determined. "Earth is safe. I will buy you time."
"But Blaine-" Kurt began.
"I promise I will find you," Blaine said.
Blaine gave the pair one last nod before opening the door and transforming into his wolf before heading down the hall. Elizabeth smiled sadly before turning Kurt to face the portal. She took out the gem that Blaine gave her and held it to the portal.
"Send us to Earth," Elizabeth ordered.
The portal shone brightly before a small town was shown through.
"This place will keep us safe, Kurt," Elizabeth said.
Before Elizabeth and Kurt could enter the portal, the door was slammed open and three vampires appeared through the doorway.
"Queen Elizabeth, Prince Kurt," the leader smirked. "I'm afraid that you are going to have to come with us."
"What did you do to Blaine?" Kurt demanded, worried about his friend.
"That mutt?" the vampire sneered. "He won't be bothering us anymore."
"No!" Kurt yelled.
Kurt yelled out in anger, tears welling up in his eyes, and held out his hands and shot burst of energy right out of his hands. The three vampires were thrown against the wall, knocking two of them unconscious.
"No, Kurt!" Elizabeth cried.
The same vampire stood up from the floor and chuckled darkly.
"Is that the best the prince has got? I have to say that I am a little disappointed. My father would be most displeased."
"Leave us alone," Elizabeth cried, shooting a bolt of lightning from her hands.
The vampire dodged it easily and zoomed up to Elizabeth and slapped her. Due to the vampire's strength, the slap caused her to crash into a nearby wall.
"Mum!" Kurt cried.
Kurt raised his arms again and shot at the vampire, who dodged his too.
"Come on, Kurt! I am not even trying!"
"You shall address me as Your Highness," Kurt growled and shot another attack.
The vampire just kept dodging them, using his super speed to his advantage. Before Kurt knew what was happening, the vampire was close enough to grab his neck with one hand and hold him above the floor. Kurt gasped and struggled to get free causing the vampire to chuckle.
"I am going to enjoy this," the vampire hissed.
Kurt watched in fear as the vampire's eyes turned black and his fangs became apparent. He struggled to get free, attempting to summon his powers, but his efforts were in vain. As Kurt felt the vampire's hot breath on his neck, he was free from his grasp and fell to the floor. He looked up and saw his mother standing back up.
"Nobody touches my son!"
The vampire wiped his mouth with his hand and ran over to the Queen and grabbed her throat too.
"Mom!" Kurt cried, too weak to help.
"You are such a mother's boy, you know that Hummel?" the vampire taunted.
Just as Kurt was slowly standing up, the other two vampires regained consciousness and gained up on him. They punched him in the stomach and on the head before one of them picked him up and threw him against the wall. Kurt cried in pain before falling to the ground. Elizabeth couldn't watch as her son was in trouble. She summoned her magic and was interrupted when her vampire hissed and threw her against one of the mirrors in the room causing the glass to shatter everywhere and scratching her face.
"No!" Kurt cried.
The third vampire sped over and grabbed Kurt's neck and threw him to the other wall and continued the process a few more times. Over and over Kurt felt his head getting smashed and he almost begged for relief. The last time he hit the wall, he crashed into the other mirror in the room and it scratched his temples, and suddenly he heard a loud growl before he was thrown once more and felt his entire body tingling and floating before everything went black.
'So many lives were destroyed that night. What had always been was now gone and there was nothing left but to rebuild and heal. And my Kurt, my beloved son...I never saw him again.'