I don't own Glee or the Movie: We Are the Night...

All mistakes are my own...


Prologue

From the shadows of the packed club's balcony sharp eyes watched the frantic movements of the dancing people below. The flickering strobe lights were giving her a migraine (well she was sure they would if she could get something as pedestrian as a migraine) and she was utterly bored. Humans, they never really changed did they?

She could see Tina seated at the end of the bar with an aged book in he hands. Typical Tina, she never could just be in the moment, she'd lost all ability to have fun. The Asian woman in question looked up, gaze focused on her despite being enveloped by the shadows. She tipped her glass; after a sneer from the younger woman the gesture was returned, then black-haired woman went back to her reading.

She sighed and rolled her eyes, she wasn't in the mood for Tina, the buzz-kill. Why couldn't she just be more like Britt? Now there was someone who wholly enjoyed their life. She quickly found her other companion dancing in a circle of men...boys, really, completely monopolizing everyone in the vicinities attention.

Lips lifting in a slight smile she made her ways through the dense crowd and downstairs to the dance-floor. Meeting up with Brittany she grabbed the her hand and pulled her flush with her body.

"Quinnie, I thought you were going to be a spectator all night." The taller blonde grinned widely.

"Mmmm, of course not love, and let you have all the fun?"

"I wish Tina would enjoy herself more...she's always so sad..."

Quinn shrugged creeping a hand down Brittany's stomach. "Leave her to her books, it's what she desires."

"And what do you desire, Q?" The younger woman smirked

Quinn looked over the taller woman's shoulder catching the eyes of a petite brunette with alluring green eyes. She winked at the girl who seemed startled by her attention.

"Mmmmm..I think, a bite to eat..." She grazed her elongated canines against Brittany's exposed neck never breaking eye contact with the girl.