Chapter one: Odd encounters.

Truth be told Kurt couldn't wait to get to Dalton. He was expecting the formal halls and shushed students in said halls, he was expecting to have to tone-down a bit and he was prepared to do so. In fact after all the stuff he went through at Mckinley Kurt was almost looking forward to it, but that wasn't the real reason he made the choice to come to Dalton Academy. If he was being truly and completely honest with himself, the real reason was Blaine.

Kurt dragged his bag through the wide doors of Dalton. He looked up and gazed about in amazement at his surroundings. Wow. Just wow. From the off-white architraves, winding grand staircase and several bookshelves packed full along a wall at the back to the sheer vastness of the gleaming windows, clear and polished pains of glass upon them. Kurt stepped onto the tiled floors and smiled softly at the wood stairs. They went upwards to the second floor.

Kurt felt like he needed to stop for a minute to take it all in, it was truly breathtaking.

Shaking his head Kurt continued towards the staircase that would hopefully lead him to the dorms. He couldn't deny that he was disappointed when he didn't see Blaine outside the white-wash building. He'd thought the lead soloist would be here to help him get his head around the new place but was nowhere to be seen. With a sigh, the newly appointed Dalton student headed up the stairs. He'd said goodbye to Carol and Burt out in the parking lot, as well as Finn who had insisted on coming for the two hour drive to see him off. He suspected it had something to do with missing some of the school day. Thinking of Finn brought another smile to his lips. The big oaf was a good guy and had a warm heart but was really such a goof ball sometimes.

After a teary goodbye and 'see ya bro' from Finn, Kurt had gone over to administration to get his room number and key. From there he'd been directed toward the building with the boys dorm rooms. Of coarse, the pretty amber haired girl at reception had offered to take him their but he'd dismissed the offer with a smile. He was sorta regretting that decision now.

Upon reaching the top Kurt turned and searched down the hallway. It was a well-over reasonably sized hallway/corridor lined with wooden doors down each of the walls left and right. He followed them down wearily. Reaching the end he found another corner and rounded it to be met with yet another corridor. Along this there were two doors. They were labelled to, so that was something atleast. One read common room whist the other said Warbler hall. Kurt made his way for the earlier when he heard muffled voices coming from the second. The count-tenor knew he really should go back and ask a fellow student for directions (he was utterly lost) but he hadn't seen anyone on the way up. Actually, now that he thought of it that was odd. Perhaps the majority had gone home for the weekend. Kurt ended up deciding against looking for someone. Besides, the thought of dragging the heavy suitcase back down the stairs was not a good one. Kurt blinked and re-focused after realising he was standing in the middle of the hall looking like an idiot. He mentally scolded himself for letting his mind wander again. Remembering the warbler hall and being the stubborn and now curious person he was Kurt couldn't resist stopping to listen. He suppressed a jump when he heard Blaine's voice drift from behind the antique looking oak.

"Guys! Guys!" He was barely audible over the ruckus of other students talking, and what sounded like arguing all at once. "Point of order!" He cried above the rest and everyone quietened.

A banging echoed from inside the room. "Yes, lead vocalist Blaine. You may speak."

"Thankyou, head council member Wes." Blaine said a little sarcastically. Kurt could picture him rolling his eyes right about now. Wait a minute. Wes, that sounded familiar. Oh! When Blaine had taken him out for coffee after the failed spying attempt. The two other boys with him had been Wes and David. Kurt broke out of his drifting thoughts when he heard Blaine again. "Right." Kurt imagined Blaine straightening his blazer now. He had quite a vivid imagination. "Fellow Warblers, I'd like to discuss the matter of Kurt Hummel." Kurt jumped a little in surprise when he heard his name. "Do you mean the endearing spy?" Someone called out teasingly. Kurt blushed and pressed his ear closer to the door. "Blaine, if you're going where I think you're going with this-" Wes said in a cautious sounding tone. "Look guys. Yes, I know it's sort of odd to let someone into the warblers without them meeting the usual requirements-"

"Ha! That's a laugh. Usual requirements. Blaine, you know full well that you have to be gifted to get into the warblers." Someone interrupted. Kurt had to admit this stung a little. Wasn't Kurt talented enough for them? I mean, sure he hadn't gotten a lot of solo's back at McKinley but that didn't mean he wasn't good or anything.

The known Diva frowned and resisted the urge to smack himself. He shook his head slightly and scolded himself for having doubts. Kurt knew he was talented and if he could rival Rachel Berry, (which he knew he could) if not better her then why and how on earth could he possibly not be 'gifted' enough for the warblers. He mentally scoffed and turned his attention back to the choir room.

"Well, yeah I know that. But you should hear him sing, he's a Count-tenor." Mumbles of appreciation ran through the room. Kurt half smiled. "A Count-tenor? We haven't had one of those since, but. We need. He-." Kurt could practically hear this persons resolve weakening.

"Breath Wes. Breath." Someone, (Was that David?) scolded playfully. "Yeah, he's amazing and I know we can trust him guys."

"I don't know, Blaine. I think it's a bad idea."

"Listen, Wes is right. Did you even think about how Kurt would feel in all this?" Someone who's voice Kurt didn't recognise said. "Oh, yeah he said he wanted to be in the warblers cause he was in his old glee club at McKinley an-" He tried to interject. "No Blaine. I mean, wouldn't he feel left out?"Left out of what? Kurt was starting to get really confused now. If he was in the club then how could he be left out? Were they referring to him being the only Count-tenor? No, that didn't sound right.

"He's-"

"Ar, Blaine?" Whoever said this sounded very awkward and resistant to interrupt the currant conversation. This was someone else who Kurt was sure he didn't know and yet another person interrupting Blaine, again. A sudden quiet filled the room as this other boy spoke. "I don't think you have to worry to much about making sure he gets here okay." Wait a minute. When did Blaine say anything about Kurt getting to Dalton at all?

When Blaine spoke next he sounded like he was frowning, just like Kurt was. "Why?"

The door was flung open suddenly and Kurt found himself blushing in front of a room full of Warblers. "Uh, hi?"

"Kurt!" Blaine ran up and enveloped the slender boy in a tight hug. Kurt laughed awkwardly but smiled. "Hi, Blaine." He hugged him back and they broke apart. Blaine took his hand and pulled him inside. "Kurt, these are the Warblers." He looked over Blaine to see smiling and kind faces staring back at him. He offered his own smile in return and another blush. "Hi." Kurt was in the process of trying to think of something else to say when Blaine spoke up. "Wes, can he stay for rehearsals today? Please. Only today?" Wes sighed and said yes, telling Kurt to take a seat. So that's exactly what he did. Kurt went over to the window and sat on the ledge as he listened intently to The Council And Blaine discuss harmonies and placements.

"I think Trent should stand in the third row because he's taller."

"Well yes, Blaine. But that's exactly why we want him to stand in the second row behind you. He's the same height as Cameron so if they're behind you then you'll stand out more."

"Council I see your reasoning but-"

"Blaine warbler, I strongly agree with-"

"However Blaine does have a point in that-"

Kurt let his gaze wonder throughout the room. There were two lounges and two armchairs, the councils desk and a space in the middle of the room where Blaine was standing. His eyes drifted over to two boys sitting on the couch. They were giving each other icy stares and it made Kurt want to shiver. In fact that wasn't the only thing that did so. The room seemed to be growing steadily colder. When Kurt looked behind him he found the glass fogging over. What was going on? Wrapping his arms around himself for warmth he saw that the two boys (a blonde and a brunette) were still looking angrily at each other. It was hard to pay attention to them though because it was getting so cold that his teeth were actually starting to chatter. Only when he looked around did he feel ridiculous, because no-one else seemed to have even noticed. Another boy on the armchair caught Kurt's attention when he looked up and smiled sympathetically. The same boy got up and went over to Wes. After whispering something into his ear he sat down again. Blaine continued talking as if he hadn't noticed.

Wes recaptured his attention when he turned to glare at the two from earlier. The boy with the darker hair looked up and caught his gaze. He shifted uncomfortably for a moment and then in a kind of rush all the cold left the room. The similarity between the two had Kurt doubting the coincidence in it. However, nobody seemed to find this in the slightest bit out of the ordinary. Confusing. Kurt was brought abruptly back to the real world with a shock. He felt a hand on his arm and without thinking he jumped up, barely repressing a scream. When he looked down slightly he saw a boy with chocolate coloured hair and Blue eyes. He looked just as startled as Kurt felt.

"Ohmygoodness. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to-" The unintroduced boy spluttered. He was a bit shorter then Kurt and resembled some-one much younger than he probably was. Kurt rubbed his forehead, briefly closing eyes and then reopening them. From there he plastered a smile onto his face, planing to console him. "It's ok. You didn't- umm?" Kurt blinked in obvious confusion. He was gone. Scanning the room Kurt found that not only was the panicking boy gone but he wasn't even in the room anymore. But the door hadn't opened. Kurt would have heard that, wouldn't he? Okay, maybe Kurt was starting to loose it a little here. He knew he should've gotten more then five hours sleep last night. When the count-tenor refocussed on the rest of the people in the Warbler hall he found them all staring at him intently, all but David who sighed in-, relief?

"Okay, I'm just gonna sit back down now." Kurt said awkwardly and took back his place by the window. The rest of the meeting went by pretty uneventful apart from the occasional few waves of chill, but he learned to just ignore those in favour of not looking crazy. Through-out the rest of the meeting he looked for the strawberry blonde he'd seen earlier but he didn't come back into the room. Kurt hoped he was alright.

Kurt waited for Blaine outside after the meeting. Blaine quickly caught up and smiled his dazzling smile. "Hey, Kurt."

"Hey, Blaine Warbler." Blaine's forehead creased some but he was still smiling. "Really? I have a last name you know."

"Sorry, I think it's really cute." Blaine blushed and Kurt laughed. "So, did you like the guys?" Blaine asked hopefully. "Hm, yeah they seemed nice. I don't about that kid who came up to me though, he kind of disappeared." Blaine visibly stiffened and gave an awkward laugh.

"What do you mean? People don't just disappear." He sighed in way that Kurt could only really describe as exhausted-sounding. "Okayyyy. lets just keep walking." Blaine said. It was pretty dam clear that he was hiding something but Kurt decided not to push it. After a few minutes of walking in silence Kurt turned to Blaine and asked the most forefront question on his mind. "Where are we going?" Blaine stopped suddenly, as if realising something and let out a shaky laugh. "Oh, sorry I didn't really think of that." He laughed again, only more genuinely this time.

"So, where were you going before I stopped you?"

"I was-." Kurt reached down for his bag and found nothing but thin air. "Shoot." He looked up to Blaine's clear confusement and explained. "I forgot my bag. It's up at the warbler hall. Just give me a sec and I'll go and be back before Finn can say cashmere. Actually, that would mean I'd be a while." He turned and headed back for the stairs when a loud "WHoo-Hoo!" Echoed down from above.

Two boys slid down the edge of the banister and came to stop in front of Kurt. He recognised them as the ones that were glaring at each other earlier in Warbler rehearsals. "Hi Kurt!" They chorused. Tilting his head to the side Kurt replied with "Hi?" Blaine laughed freely and stepped over next to Kurt. "Hi Jeff, Nick. Its good to see that you two have made up."

"Isn't it." The blonde on the right said beaming and linked arms with his companion. He turned to Kurt. "Sorry about earlier, we weren't very friendly." Blaine cut in before Kurt could reply to that. "Kurt, this is Niff." Ok, now Kurt was confused again. "Huh?" Blaine let out another chuckle. "Sorry, habit. The one to your left is the amazingly talented but overly annoying Nick and to your right you'll find the equally frustrating if not more so Jeff." Why was it that Kurt was always so confused today? Come to think of it, why was everyone apologising to Kurt so much today? "Hi, it's nice to meet you Nick, Jeff." He reached out to shake their hands and Jeff did but Nick kinda stared at it in a way that could only be described as numbly. "Umm, are you okay?" Nick snapped out of it. "Yeah!" He pulled Kurt into an unexpected hug, which Jeff soon joined in on and Blaine ended up having to pry the two of them off. Once this had happened they ran up the stairs, only to stop at the second last one and have Jeff call back. "Your bags, already in your room!" And bound off.

"I think I have a headache now." Kurt said and shook his head in further disbelief. "Those two are insane." Blaine smiled, amused and laughed back. "Aren't we all?" Kurt smiled to. "No."

"Come on. I'll take you to your room." He stuck out his elbow much like one member of Niff had done. Kurt took it and together they went up to his room. "So do you know who else is in room B36?" Blaine visibly paled.

A/N This is what I would call a cliff hanger, or not really. Okay, so I definitely know where this story is going but I would love it if anyone had any idea's that they could tell me via review. I'm really in love with the idea of Dalton and superpowers anything and when I ran out of those story's I decided that I just had to make one myself. So that's where this came from and I hope that it turned out okay. This chapter was also surprisingly long but I don't think the others will have quite as many words. Hope I did this justice.