(A/N: So I wanted to update some of my other fanfictions today, but I was feeling so uninspired that I just couldn't. Since I felt obligated to post something Huntbastian, I went into my notes, looked through my older fanfics, and I found this little sucker. I don't know what I was on when I wrote it but... Enjoy!)
The two boys watched as Blaine and Sam ran away with the Nationals trophy. Sebastian looked at Hunter, and saw he was literally shaking with rage.
"Woah... Hunt..." Sebastian whispered, as if talking too loud would cause him to explode.
Hunter turned to face Sebastian. "I hate them. Especially Blaine. I want to do something about it."
Sebastian put his hand on Hunter's shoulder. "Shhhh... It's not a big deal. It's just a dumb trophy."
"No! No! It's more than that! It's way more than that!" Hunter screamed, pounding his fist on the balcony. Sebastian couldn't help but notice it left a small dent.
"Then what is it?" Sebastian asked, rubbing Hunter's back to try and calm him down. Hunter just kept shaking in rage.
"It's so so much." Hunter growled. "Sebastian... I want to kill him. I want to fucking kill him."
"Then..." Sebastian took a deep breath. "Then we'll kill him."
Hunter's look of rage turned into a large smile. "Thank you."
After weeks of careful planning, Sebastian and Hunter finally put their plan into action. They stayed up until about 12AM. The perfect time. The time where the night was dark, and no one was out except hobos. They put on plain black clothes and ski masks and snuck out of school.
"You got his address, Seb?" Hunter asked.
"Yep. Of course I do." Sebastian said. "I know exactly where his house is."
"...How do you know this, exactly?" Hunter asked, raising an eyebrow.
"You're not the only one who hates Blaine." Sebastian said. After that, both boys went quiet and walked until they saw the house.
"He sleeps on the second floor. We can break the lock, go upstairs, and murder him." Hunter said.
"What if we get caught?" Sebastian asked.
"We won't. First off, his parents aren't here tonight. Second of all, we're wearing gloves. So no fingerprints." Hunter said. Hunter got out his wire cutters and sliced open the lock. The two of them made their way upstairs and kicked open Blaine's door. He jumped awake.
"Sebastian! Hunter! What the hell?" Blaine shouted.
"Shut up and I'll try not to make this hurt." Hunter said. He motioned for Sebastian to hold Blaine down, and got out a knife. Sebastian pulled Blaine out of bed and restrained him. Hunter lunged the knife into Blaine's arm first, slowly dragging it down and letting the blood flow out. Blaine screamed out and tried to fight against Sebastian, but to no avail.
"Wh-what did I do?" Blaine screamed out.
"Shut up! God, I hate your voice." Hunter said, before lunging the knife into Blaine's stomach. Blaine screamed even louder, a flood of satisfaction coming over Hunter. He pulled the knife out and, after a few moments of listening to him scream, stabbed Blaine in the chest. Sebastian dropped him, and the two ran out of the house, leaving the mangled corpse behind.