Ok, so this is an idea that just popped into my head. I know I have another story that isn't finished, but tell me if you think this one is worth continuing? Please? & I don't own Glee.

Summary: Santana Lopez has been cursed since she was eight years old. She spends her life traveling through time to suffer one thousand of the most painful deaths before she can be set free. But, there's something that makes all her pain and suffering worth it. Something that makes dying some of the most excruciating deaths all worth it.

One Thousand Deaths

"I'm sorry baby." My mother cried.

"Mami what are you talking about?"

"This is all my fault… I did this to you."

"Mami, please don't cry." I walked around the kitchen table and wrapped my arms around her. Why is she crying? "Shh, don't cry Mami."

"Santana, baby this is all my fault." She just kept crying, and I didn't know how to make it stop. I rubbed small circles around her back trying to comfort her. I've never seen mami cry like this. "Santana, I am so sorry." I just tilted my head as I held back some tears of my own. I didn't like seeing mami cry.

"But, Mami, you didn't do anything." What does she do when I won't stop crying?... I know! Maybe I could give her Mr. Teddy. He always makes me feel better. Mami said every time I hug him magical things will happen. I gently let her go, and made my way over to the stairs. I ran up as quickly as I could, but I tripped when I got near the top.

I picked myself up and made my way into my room. I looked all over for Mr. Teddy. But, he was nowhere to be found. That was odd, because I left him on my bed right next to Barbie and Ken. He must've gotten scared again, and hid in my closet. I suck my teeth and shake my head. "I've told that bear there's nothing to be afraid of." I said while placing my hand on my hips and walking over to the closet door.

I swing the door open with on jerk. "There you are." I said while picking him up and smiling at him. "Ok, now mami needs your hugs… she's real sad, and I don't know how to make it better. So you gots to give her one of your extra special magical-"

SCREAM

I immediately snap my head to face my room door. "Mami?"

SCREAM

I drop Mr. Teddy and race down the stairs and into the kitchen as fast as I can. Please be ok. Please be ok. I say to myself. "Mami? Are you ok?" I ask just as I make my way into the kitchen. I stop midway and stare blankly at what's in front of me. "Mami?" I could feel the tears coming. "Mami? Mami?... MAMI?"

My eyes shoot open, and I'm shivering from a cold sweat. I pull the covers closer to me in an attempt to keep warm. I had that dream again, the dream where I was eight years old, and the day my life turned into hell. I know what comes after that dream though. It always comes after that dream. It's inevitable.

I could feel my insides slowly twist and turn, molding together into a big blob of nothingness. I look over to my clock. 2:43 AM. It's happening again. This was a part of my curse. I pull my covers closer to my body. First I would have that dream to remind me of how it all started, and then I would disappear. Well, technically I don't disappear, but I time travel. However, if a regular human were to ever see me at a time like this they'd think I was disappearing right into thin air. But, I don't think anyone would ever see this happening to me. The curse only allows me to time travel after having that dream, and since I have to be sleeping to dream then I'm sure no one will ever see this. I learned a long time ago to cut all ties with anyone I was close with, and to always sleep in a safe place, also known as my own home.

I was starting to get lightheaded. It was just one of the side effects of my body starting to travel at a faster or slower pace than the universe. That's another thing I never know if I'm heading into the future or into the past. I guess we'll just have to see. It doesn't happen fast, it takes about five minutes for me to completely dissolve and reappear in another place.

I could feel my grip on the covers loosening. My hands where always the first things to start dissolving. I squeeze my eyes shut, but I don't know why. As long as I've been living with this curse I still think it's necessary to pretend that this is all just one big nightmare. I peek one eye open again to take a glance at my clock. 2:45 AM. I have about three minutes left before I'm completely gone.

Maybe I should just try to go back to sleep before it happens… Yea right, my heart rate has already tripled. I couldn't possibly go back to sleep. I opened both of my eyes and lifted my head to look at my body. I could see the covers slowly beginning to fall as I started to completely disappear. I felt my heart rate sky rocket.

My heart always does that when this happens. It always beats to the point where it feels like it's going to explode when I time travel. It's just another side effect. I don't have any control over it, or anything for that matter. I've just learned to deal with it. I take one final glance at my clock. 2:47 AM. Then I squeeze my eyes shut and hold my breath, because the final minute is always the worst.

I never knew where I would end up. Sometimes I'd appear in someplace as simple as a house. But there were times where I'd open my eyes to see that I was free falling right out of the sky. Those were the worst, because my body would always go into shock at the sudden change of pace. One minute I'd be lying in my bed, then the next I'd be falling right out of the air hopeless and helplessly. But, maybe this time she'll go easy on me.

I squeeze my eyes even tighter as my body goes completely numb. This is it.

….. …..

SCREAM

I could always hear what was going on about two seconds before I could see what was going on. Two seconds may not seem like much, but when you're time traveling to an unknown, dangerous place without eyesight those two seconds can seem like a lifetime.

I blink a few times to adjust my blurred vision. It was sunny out. Fortunately I didn't end up free falling out of the sky, but I am however, in the middle of the woods. I looked around dumbly, there's nothing out of the ordinary here. She wouldn't have sent me here if someone wasn't about to die… But, then again I did hear a-

SCREAM

I quickly snap my head around to see who was making the distressed noise. "Please help me!" A dark haired girl screamed while running towards me. Her dress was all ripped and had patches of blood on it. I could see about four guys following closely behind her. One of them was holding a baseball bat. She was crying and pleading for someone to save her, and that someone being me of course.

She can't see me and neither can her killers. I can only see them. When I time travel to another place in time I become invisible to the world, like I don't exist. "Please somebody, anybody help me!" The girl cried out. She was getting closer to me, as her killers gained on her.

"Come on, Sophie!" One of her murderers called.

"Don't you want to play with us some more?" Another one yelled.

"Please just leave me alone!" She screamed in terror.

I watched as she got closer and closer. One touch was all it took and all of her problems would end, but that one touch would also mark the beginning of my troubles. That's why I wasn't running to meet her halfway. Once I made physical contact with her. She would disappear to somewhere safe not even remembering her near death encounter, and I would take her place. Her killers would then be after me. All the pain that she just experienced would roll over to me.

After that one touch her pain would no longer be hers. It would then be mine. She would no longer experience the death she was about to undergo. I would, and that's what my curse is… I die for others. "Please help me!" The girl was close now. It was time for me to take her place. I braced myself for the pain I was about to encounter. I knew it was coming. She always made sure I died some of the most painful deaths.

"Please!" I reached my hand out and grabbed her arm just as she was about to shoot straight past me. The switch only takes a split second, and it goes completely unnoticed.

"Santana, we won't hurt you!" One of the guys yelled from behind me, and shit he sounded close.

I could feel the ache in my legs? How long was that girl running before I showed up? I looked down and at my rapidly moving feet and I could see dirt smeared all over my skin. She must have been somewhere on the ground. I didn't have time to think. Just run. I'm not sure why I always felt the need to try and escape. I couldn't leave until I died. My curse didn't allow me to return back into my own time period until I die in the period I time traveled to. That's just how things worked.

So with that in mind I slowed my pace down a little. The sooner I die, the sooner I can get out of her, and the sooner I can go home.

"Come here you." One of my killers said as he roughly yanked my arm, and I let out a strangled groan. My body was already sore and the way he snatched my arm felt like he had ripped it right out of the socket.

I slowly turn my head and make eye contact with all four of my killers. It was something I always did, just to see if they even had an inch of remorse. Sometimes they did, but this time that wasn't the case.

"We're going to teach you about running away from us." The guy with the baseball bat said through clenched teeth, and I immediately shut my eyes. Up until then I hadn't even realized I was crying. The guy that was already holding my arm grabbed my other arm and held them both securely behind my back.

I began to take in a deep breath because I know what was about to happen. I just hope it's quick. My lungs were almost filled with air when I felt the hard wood of the baseball bat crashing into my stomach. My eyes shoot open as I attempt to try and breathe again. I see him wind the bat up readying himself for another swing, and I shut my eyes again. It hits me in the same exact spot, and the pain is unbearable.

I try to bend over into a fetal position, but I can't, the guy that has my arms is holding me too tight. There's another blow, but this time he hits a little higher and I immediately start coughing. I could feel something crawl up my throat it felt thick and smooth. It tasted salty as it passed through my mouth and crawled down my chin. He hit me once more and I felt my body losing every ounce of strength. I felt my legs tremble as give out as the guy finally let my arms go and came face to face with the ground.

"See, we just wanted to play with you and you had to go ruin the fun by getting all serious, now look what we have to do to you." One of the guys who were just watching what happened said this right before he kicked me in the stomach. I could before more of that thick stuff come up my throat as I continued to cough. It kept spilling out of my mouth and onto my chin.

I bought my arm up to wipe it off, but before I could reach it I saw a foot from the corner of my eye making its way towards my face. I tried to dodge it, but I was too slow. I felt some of my teeth loosen as I flew backwards from the force of the kick. When I hit the ground I landed flat on my back. I blinked a few times to try and clear my vision, but everything stayed blurry. It's almost over.

I feel another kick on my left side which forces me over on my right side. I continue to cough. Things are getting more blurry with every blow they give me, but not completely black yet.

"This will teach you to listen when someone tells you to get back here!" One of the guys laughed out. I didn't say anything. I just lied there and took the beating. It was about four minutes and countless blows later when one of them kicked me over to lie on my back.

"Nighty night sweetheart." Was the last thing I heard before I could see an outline of someone standing over me holding the baseball bat over their head. This is it. I kept my eyes open, because I couldn't see that well anyway, so why close them? It seemed like everything was going in slow motion as the baseball bat made its way to my face. The last minute always felt like forever.

BAM

…. …. …. …. After death, my body is turned back to its original state of health. It always takes a minute or two to wake up, but even when you do there's nothing but darkness. Well that's another part of my curse. Once I die one of my many deaths I don't get the joy of an afterlife. I get the curse of darkness, and nothingness. Dying is sort of similar to time traveling. Except instead of going to a different period in time you travel into a whole new universe.

Like, time traveling I can hear things before I see them. Most of the time I don't hear anything before I wake up, back in my bed like nothing ever happened. But, if I'm lucky my guardian angel will appear to me before I go back to that hell hole called earth.

I've never actually seen her face, but I know she's beautiful. She appears to me whenever I have a 'more excruciating' death. Which is kind of crazy because all of my deaths are the worst possible. She has the most beautiful blonde hair that I've ever seen, and her skin is like this milky white color. She makes the deaths I have to suffer through worth it. She's the only good thing to come out of this curse. A second with her makes all my years of suffering seem like nothing.

I stood there in the darkness waiting, listening for her. She would always sings this soft melody to me before she appeared to let me know she was coming. I asked her once why she does that and she said that she didn't want to scare me after having such a terrible death by just appearing out of thin air. But, maybe this death wasn't excruciating enough maybe she won't-

"You are my sunshine. My only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are gray. You'll never know dear how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away."

I heard her sing. I could see a small light in the distance. She's here! She sang the song over and over as she slowly made her way to me. I couldn't help that dorky smile that spread across my face, as she bought me in for a hug.

"I've missed you, Santana."

"I've missed you too angel." It was something we always said to each other even if I got to see her two days in a row. It was like a greeting for us. "Angel, tell me again why you always sing that song to me." I asked her knowingly.

"Because, you are my sunshine, and I don't want you to forget that. I know that you think you're all alone in the world, but I want you to know that I will always be with you, no matter what."

She squeezed a little tighter before letting me go. I looked up at her, and like always I couldn't see her face. I don't know why because my vision was back to normal, and I could see the rest of her just fine. So why can't I see her face? "Angel, how come I can't see your face?"

"We've talked about this before… the less you-"

"Yea I know, the less I know about you the better things will be." I said finishing her sentence. "But, how? I mean you haven't even told me your name. How will something as simple as knowing your name or seeing your face make things worse than they already are?"

She was quiet for a minute. I could feel my body grow weak. That was just a sign that my time her in the afterworld is almost up. I'll be returning back to earth soon.

"Angel, please, just tell me your name before I leave?" I pretty much begged, because I didn't have much time left. Returning back to life only took about a minute.

"I don't think that's such a good idea sunshine."

"Please, angel?" I was getting really lightheaded. I was about to pass out any second now. "Please?" I felt my eyes roll to the back of my head, but before I was completely out I heard her angelic voice say

"Brittany"

I gasped in a deep breath as I shot up into a sitting position in my bed. It would always happen like this. I'd go through all of that, and end up back in my bed trying to catch my breath. I brought my hand up to my heart to try and get it to slow down a little, but it only sped up after the name Brittany flashed across my brain.

I felt a smirk crawl on my lips. Her name is Brittany. My angel's name is Brittany. It suits her. I thought, while getting up out of my bed and making my way into the kitchen. "Brittany." I just like the sound of it.

Well should I continue? Or no?