-In which Sue Sylvester is an Ohio state senator, and she manages to pass a law making Glee-Clubs illegal in the state. It's a crazy idea, just go with it. GLEE IS NOT MINE. I DO NOT OWN GLEE!-
Rachel Berry had never been more scared in her entire life. The law had just passed, making anything related to Glee-Club illegal. She sat with the other members of the New Directions, and the Warblers, and gasped when the law was passed. She turned to look at Finn, tears filling her eyes.
"What are we going to do?" She whispered.
"I don't know." Finn whispered back. Rachel glanced at the rest of the people around her. New Directions and Warblers weren't the only clubs there. Aural Intensity, the Hipsters, and even Vocal Adrenaline were also watching as Senator Sylvester signed the bill into law. On her other side, Rachel heard Mercedes mumble a swear under her breath.
"She finally beat us. We're all going to jail now."
"Oh, grilled Cheesus. I look horrible in orange." Kurt hissed from behind them.
"You're concerned with clothes? We could be put on the death penalty!" Blaine whispered from where he sat next to Kurt. A few of the other Warblers nodded.
"We need to get out of the state." Wes turned to the others, "Who's with me?" A few of the other Warblers, half of Aural Intensity, and all of Vocal Adrenaline nodded.
"I don't think we can afford to leave the state." Sam looked worriedly at Mercedes.
"None of us really can. We're poor, misfits, and criminals." Quinn swallowed a sob. Rachel looked around at her friends.
"We will get through this." She reassured all of them. They nodded half-heartedly. Finn grabbed her hand, and Rachel squeezed it.
A few days later a knock came on her door.
"Rachel Berry, you're under arrest for being a member of an illegal Glee-Club." A burly police officer grabbed her arm, and forced her around. "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do, can and will be used against you. You have the right to obtain a lawyer." The cop led Rachel to a police van, and shoved her inside. Mercedes, Lauren, and Artie were already inside.
"Oh my gosh." Rachel stifled a sob, and sat next to Mercedes.
"We're gonna be in jail. In a cell." Artie's eyes were wide. "I can't go to jail. I'll be killed!"
"We're are gonna be killed. We sing and dance for fun." Lauren grumbled.
"Why is Ms. Sylvester doing this?" Mercedes asked. The van stopped again, and Finn and Kurt were forced inside. Rachel could hear Burt yelling at the cops from outside. Kurt had a bruise on his arm, and Finn had clearly been punched in the face.
"Finn. What happened?" Rachel caressed his face, and he flinched.
"When the cops came to take us, Burt flipped. He started yelling, and the cops took it out on us, to show him a lesson." Finn grimaced and rubbed the bruise on his jaw.
"I'm so scared." Kurt admitted, sitting next to Mercedes. No one spoke, but they all agreed. The van stopped again, and Quinn got in. She glanced at everyone else.
"We're screwed, aren't we?" She asked, as she sat down.
"Yep." Lauren answered solemnly. The van stopped to pick up Tina, Mike, Santana, and Brittany.
"Is this a party bus?" Brittany asked as she say next to Santana.
"No, boo. This is bad. Really bad." Kurt frowned. The van stopped again to pick up Sam. Mercedes hugged him as he got on.
"Hey guys. Fancy seeing you here." He joked. Everyone stared at him. "Okay, not funny." Sam sat down. The van stopped to pick up Puck, then a very blond Warbler got on.
"Jeff?" Kurt walked over to the boy. "What are you doing here?"
"I didn't leave. My family couldn't get the money. I go to Dalton on scholarship, remember?" Jeff was shaking.
"Sit down. You're terrified." Kurt gestured to a seat. Jeff nodded and sat down.
"All the others got out. The other Warblers. David offered to spot the money for me, but I won't ever take charity." Jeff sniffed. The van stopped again. Blaine was shoved on.
"Blaine!" Kurt leapt up and hugged him, then looked at him."What are you doing here? Why didn't you leave?"
"I couldn't. My aunt isn't completely there, and when I called my dad, he said I deserve to go to jail for a couple of years, if it meant I'd get to be a real man." Blaine shuddered.
"Oh, Blaine." Kurt hugged him again, and the two sat down. The van drove on for a while longer, and finally stopped after half an hour.
"Alright maggots! Line up! Alphabetical order!" An officer barked. Blaine rolled Artie to the front of the line, and stood behind him. Lauren made her way to the back of the line.
"What's going on?" Brittany whispered.
"No talking!" The officer yelled, whacking Brittany with the stick he was holding. "You all know why you're here! You've been charged with illegal conduct, and are accused of being in illegal Glee-Clubs." The officer sneered.
"How long are we going to be here?" Finn asked.
"Your trial is in two weeks. You'll most likely be found guilty, and serve a life sentence, in solitary confinement." The officer sneered again, "For now we've got you in a common cell. Move it fairies!" The officer blew his whistle, and shoved Artie forward. The rest of the kids followed. Rachel reached out, and grabbed onto Blaine's arm in front of her. She reach her other hand behind her, and Mike Chang took a hold of it. They formed a chain, linking hands.
"Get in there! There will be no lewd behavior, no fighting, no complaining, and absolutely no singing!" The officer yelled. He slammed the gate shut, and locked it.
"We are so doomed." Jeff sat down and started rocking back and forth. Sam and Mercedes, and Kurt and Blaine were holding hands, and they sat as well.
"We have two weeks stuck here, until we go on trial. Then we'll be locked up in solitary, and die alone and crazy." Puck grumbled. Lauren brushed his arm, and sat down as well.
"Let's try and make the best of our last days together then" She said. Rachel nodded, and sat down next to Mercedes, holding Finn's hand. It was going to be the longest, and the shortest, and the scariest two weeks of her life.
-This is definitely gonna be in more than one part. Let me know what you think, should I continue it?-