Dark Matter
Finn knew he wasn't very smart. He knew that he was actually kind of dumb, and when he was looking at this glowing mass of stuff in front of him he didn't know exactly what it was, but he took a wild stab at it, that it probably wasn't good.
Most of the time when you find glowing stuff on the side of a road it normally isn't very good at all. The fact that it said U.S. Government on it didn't seem very good either. Goodness just did not surround this thing, what ever it was.
He figured it was his duty as an American to stand by and wait for the Military to show up, because well, that's what they always did in the movies, and this was indeed kind of movieish in a way.
He looked up in the sky, and then looked around on the road, and there were no head lights, and no helicopters. He figured they would have been on this like quick and stuff. He made his way down in to the ditch to see if there was like a number he could call or something. You know, let them know that he had found there… thing.
It was in a container and it was just kind of circling in there. This black, purple, gooey, but not gooey, kind of made of Gas, but not like the stuff Puck normally let loose stuff. It was just weird. Like alive or something.
He bent down to pick it up though he touched it to make sure it wasn't hot, and it wasn't, and then he kind of pulled at his hair to make sure it wasn't falling out. That way he knew it wasn't radioactive. Cause people's hair always falls in out in the movies. He gently picked it up. It was heavy like a brick, and when he started to spin it around looking for an "If found number call the united states army at" but he never found one. In fact all it had on it was a serial number. "OICU812" and the American flag.
That's when he heard some one's voice calling out, only it wasn't in American, it was like a retarded form of Spanish or something. They weren't Americans. He quickly stuck it in his jacket and ran up to his car. He took off and before the Spanish guys got over the ridge he was out of sight.
He didn't want to take it home, but he really didn't have any other choice, and with it setting next to him in the passenger seat kind of lighting up the whole cab he felt like he could be seen from outer space, so he covered it up with his jacket. In fact when he took it in his house it was still in his jacket so that his mother couldn't see it. He would take it to the army recruiting office in the morning. They should have the "if found call at" number. They had everything. Pens, mugs, cool like back packs, they were the army too. They knew about this stuff. Of course he when he set it on his night stand he had to keep it covered with his jacket so that he could go to sleep. Even though it was like black and stuff it still let off a bright glow, and he just couldn't sleep with it on… or glowing… or something.
He fell asleep quickly and surprisingly with out any fear of the stuff in his room. When he was dead asleep, no chance of waking, his Jacket fell of the cylinder and a light shot out from it. It moved up his body, starting at his feet, and then over his jacket, his alarm clock which started to flash letters instead of numbers.
"Help, Finn" was what the LED display flashed.
Then it went over his closet, his dresser drawers, it even stopped on the pictures of his mom and dad, and him and the glee club. Then it went dark. Not light no anything.
He awoke the next morning to his mother pounding on his door not sounding very happy.
"Finn you're going to be late for school!" He groaned a looked over at his alarm clock, and started at it for a second before he realized what it was saying. He kind of set up, and looked around.
His jacket was on the floor, and the cylinder was not glowing, not moving, not anything. He reached over at picked it up, and shook it a little, before he realized that it probably wasn't a smart thing to do either. Not that he would know if it blew up or something, but it could happen.
His mom pounded on the door again, and he set it down on the night stand and then ran and opened the door. His mother looked up at him and kind of scowled a little and smiled.
"You forgot to set your alarm clock again didn't you?" His mom kind of pushed him and then said he had 45 minutes before school started. He cursed as he ran in to the bath room and she scolded him for the use of the fowl language.
He didn't forget about the government property, in fact when he was grabbing his jacket to leave the house he contemplated taking it with him to the recruiting office, but then he decided he didn't have time. It still hadn't started glowing again, and he was a little freaked out that maybe he had broke it, and the government was going to be mad at him and make him pay it off. He didn't think there were enough summer jobs that he could do before he was a million years old that would pay back the government. They would probably repo his mom's car. Like the IRS threatened to do.
He raced in to the school faster then he thought he could run and in to his first class seconds before the bell rang. Mr. Shuseter just smiled at him as he took his seat, and started his lecture. Finn was kind of freaked out when he finally realized that every time Mr. Shuster talked in Spanish he kind of understood him. Not like fully, but just kind of. Maybe he needed to be late for school more often cause every class seemed a little easier.
It was at Glee club that Finn noticed the major difference, and so had everyone else. The fact that he Kurt had to tell him that he had either been studying with the Russian Ballet or he had been holding out on his dancing ability. It could have been the triple back hand spring that he had pulled off flawlessly, even though he did hit his head on the ceiling of the room.
The whole room had gone silent and it was Rachael as always who spoke first, and it wasn't very good.
"Finn are you on drugs? Because I read that certain forms of LSD can enhance a person's body performance and make them immune to pain, and have a lack of fear. The Broadway actor of the 20's and 30's used it a lot before they realized that they were dead from it."
Finn just told her no, and then walked out of the room. He still felt like a million bucks, but he knew it couldn't be good. If that thing in his room had made him a super hero it would be cool, but bad at the same time. When he got home the Cylinder was glowing again. His mom had put his lap top in his room. When he walked in words appeared on the screen.
"Help us Finn Hudson, you're our only hope."