AN: Hi guys, so I've been thinking for a while about a paranormal/glee crossover. Originally, it was going to be a klaine fanfiction- but while kurtbastain is the pairing for the moment everything will flow and work into the direction of the plot I'm going in. This is a crossover of the Paranormal Activity trilogy series and Glee, and I'm going to try and follow some of the film script and most of the original plot- but I have to change main things around because of keeping everyone in character, ect.

If you've seen the film- don't be surprised when I fill you in that this is not a happy story. So, here are the warnings! Swearing, violence, character death, sex /sex references and all that jazz that ain't appropriate for all you kids out there. Also, because it's fucking hard to write just in camera form (no…I couldn't write something like Little Numbers to save the life of me) there are going to be little off camera bits in italics- just so nobody starts screaming at me I've butchered anything.

So, read on, then!

The camera flickered, black and white until colour and light came into view. The shaky image of a kitchen being filmed. A muffled voice came from behind it, male and cursing.

'Damn it- ah…ah, got it.'

The sound of a vehicle built up in the background, the camera filming a short trip away from the kitchen, into a white-walled hallway and a hand shot out into the image, reaching for the handle of the front door.

Outside in the sloping driveway a green chevy car was parked, the engine suddenly cut and Kurt stepped out, smiling as he tugged off his sunglasses and adjusted the folders in his arms and satchel slipping along his right shoulder. He turned his attention to the camera, smile slipping into an amused smirk.

'Hi baby,' Sebastian's voice could be heard clearly as he focused the lens on his boyfriend.

'What's with the camera, Bas? Where's your smaller handheld one?'

'Oh, this huge ass camera filming your beautiful face?'

Kurt sighed as he came closer to the camera, recording his every move as he passed Sebastian and placed his things on the breakfast bar in the kitchen. He leaned against it his expression a little wary.

'Bas….come on. You're not seriously thinking your little 'ghost hunt' is going to work, do you?'

Sebastian laughed and zoomed out slightly, so Kurt's lithe figure could be clearly seen, arms folded and hip jutted out as he awaited an answer.

'Well I think it's going to be pretty interesting, with all those little ghosties following us to our beautiful new home.'

'Capturing paranormal phenomena is not interesting. It's creepy. Honestly, Bas, why do you keep stealing stuff from your workplace? I'm pretty sure that's a criminal offense.'

'It's a good thing I haven't mentioned the cost of it then.'

Kurt giggled and eased himself off of the counter and headed for the stairs, the camera shaking a little as Sebastian followed after him.

'It's a good thing you're hot, dinner? I'm hungry.'

'Ooh, I'd rather have the camera see you get changed.'

'Oh my god Sebastian.'

'Alright, alright. I'm making dinner. Calling Domino's right now!'

'Aw, baby I love it when you cook-' Kurt's voice mockingly cooed from the top of the stairs.

The camera rustled as it caught Sebastian's heavy sigh, now pointing at Kurt once again as he flicked through a folder, glasses perched on his nose and the TV quietly buzzing on the right wall.

Sebastian's foot, where his two legs could be seen outstretched in front of the camera, lifted lazily and poked Kurt's jean-clad leg.

'Baby..'

'What?'

'You're okay with this, aren't you? Cause the camera loves you.'

Kurt groaned, tipping his head back in frustration and turned it to glare as Sebastian, folder forgotten as it slid from his lap and hit the floor.

'I just…I just find it a bit weird. Is that thing going to be on twenty four seven? Filming our every move? I'm fairly sure my morning face would probably blow it up.'

Sebastian could heard laughing lightly, poking Kurt with his foot again.

'No, I'm just going to film the stuff that happens to us, anything moving or any weird ass shit. We'll be able to capture it perfectly-'

'So like a little creepy movie journal that we can look back on in ten years?' Kurt scoffed.

'No- look, for peace of mind? I'm doing this for us baby. Whatever we capture, well, it's gonna help us figure out whatever's going on around here.'

'You mean what's going on with me.'

'Kurt, Jesus…'

The camera shifted as Sebastian moved, he could now be seen for the first time since filming hours before, thin jawline and flushed cheeks and hair a little mussed as he made sure it was set properly on the table under it before abandoning it to reach over to pull Kurt over to him and onto his chest.

From the low angle the couple could be seen from the waist up, Sebastian's arms around Kurt as his boyfriend with his head on his chest with a thoughtful expression.

'Once we know what's going on around the house,' Sebastian emphasised, 'then we can act appropriately, you know, like call one of those exorcists- or what' that show I watch? The one with the paranormal shit….Ghost Hunters!'

Kurt rolled his eyes, 'you saw it once.'

'Look, whatever. To be honest with you babe, maybe it's just one of the damn neighbours. That family with the creepy kid opposite us, peeping through the windows who's obsessed with you.'

'Well it would be interesting if a ten year old kid had been my stalker since I was eight years old, having managed to stay out of sight for half a decade,' Kurt's tone low and tired, barely picking up the words.

There was a silence between them, Sebastian's hand stroking through Kurt's hair, the camera picking up their breathing.

'We'll figure it out, whatever it is. I promise babe.'

'You're still an idiot.'

'I love you too.'

'You know, I've been thinking...' Kurt called from where the bathroom light was coming from, Sebastian's face right up in the camera, recording his darting eyes and curling lip.

'You alright there? Yeah- I think you're okay…'

From the right, Kurt's figure stopped in front of the door and stared, body half hidden by Sebastian's head blocking the camera.

'Are you seriously talking to that thing? You are kidding me right now...'

'What? I'm making sue everything's in working order, babe. Do we have enough batteries for it?'

Sebastian turned away from the camera and took Kurt into his arms, Kurt's arms winding around his neck, pressing a kiss to his jaw.

'Yes, we do, but your meant to be in love with me- not your stolen work camera,' Kurt teased with a smile on his lips.

'Not stolen- borrowed. Anyway, you'll have to get used to it because it's going to be spending the night with us.'

The sound of the doorbell rang and Kurt gently pushed Sebastian away, 'cute, Bas, very cute. Now shut that damn thing off, pizza's here.'

Sebastian let Kurt slip away from his arms, shaking his head lightly with a fond grin when his boyfriend disappeared out the bedroom door and down the unlit stairs. He walked towards the camera and reached for the off button.

'Testing-testing- wait is this thing on?'

Kurt sighed in front of the mirror where he watched into the mirror at Sebastian behind him recording their reflections. Kurt was moisturising, wearing only sweat pants, his chest and arms bare. Sebastian toothily grinned with a breath, looking into the camera. There was a swoosh of water as Kurt turned on the taps, rinsing off the foam from his amused face.

'This is the last test right? You've checked it ten times now,' he lightly complained, reaching for the towel and patting his face dry.

'Four-' Sebastian corrected, 'just say something, would you?'

Kurt huffed, flinging the towel away and crossing his arms turning his back on the mirror, now staring straight at the camera, but there was a faint smile ghosting his lips.

'Hello, Sebastian, I am the best friend in the world and you're a dick.'

'Fuck off. Well, video's pretty good,' the camera moved sideways a little along with Kurt's body as Sebastian proceeded to examine it.

'Right, sound. Kurt, say something.'

Kurt sat himself on the sink and Sebastian let out a breath.

'Well, I've always wanted to fuck you in the bathroom.'

Kurt only shot him a bitch look.

'Dickhead.'

'Okay- okay! Sorry. No, seriously, can you just like, say something?'

'What do you want me to say?'

'Dunno. Like, whisper though.'

Kurt giggled and lowered his voice. 'Can you hear me like this?'

'No, whisper.'

'I am.'

'No, you're not even trying. Come on princess, cooperate. Whisper!'

'I'm whispering now,' Kurt whispered just loud enough to be audible. Sebastian let out a pleased noise and reached to squeeze Kurt's thigh.

'That was a beautiful whisper, think we got it on camera too. This microphone is so worth borrowing.'

Kurt's face brightened and he slipped off the sink to curl into Sebastian's arms. Sebastian turned them around and lifted his arm to angle the camera to film their reflections again and smiled at it.

'Aw, isn't this cute.'

Kurt snorted, his head tucked under Sebastian's chin, looking content in his boyfriend's warming embrace.

'Maybe but I'm the one that makes us hot.'

Sebastian laughed in disbelief, playfully tapping Kurt on the back of the head.

'Well you've just ruined the fucking moment now.'

They pulled away and Kurt looked up into the camera and tapped the lens playfully, causing the camera to jerk when Sebastian let out a squawk, pulling back abruptly.

'Fucking hell- watch it! Poke the lens out I'm gonna-'

'Pay for it?'

'Funny, Kurt. Real cute.'

Kurt only smirked and winked saucily, stepping away from the camera and back into the bedroom, Sebastian and the camera following him.

'So, like, know any tricks to get it to come out? I mean, you're the one you think it's following after all.'

Kurt sighed deeply as he flopped into the bed, laying onto his side, frowning now.

'No, just, I don't want to happen at all. I don't remember much, but I know I don't want it to happen. We shouldn't force it to happen.'

The couple were quiet for a moment, Kurt's fingers playing with the bed sheets until he lifted his eyes again.

'I mean, if it catches something then that's great, we have evidence, but I don't want to give it any reason to…you know….we just don't know what it is or what it's capable of, so..'

'It's okay, I get it.'

Sebastian's tone was softer now, 'but hey, be pretty cool if we did catch something, yeah?'

'Yeah, it would.'

Kurt paused, 'you do believe me right? This whole haunting thing.'

'Course I do, borrowed this right?' He jiggled the camera, the dim image of Kurt on the bed slipping before focusing again when Sebastian straightened it.

Sebastian was silent, his smirk almost audible as he ran the camera slowly up and down Kurt's body, slightly arched now as Kurt seemed to catch on, propping himself up on his elbows, raising his round ass up with a little wriggle.

From behind the camera, Sebastian let out a long moan at the sight and neared the bed to film in on Kurt's face, plump slips smirking and eyes hooded and dark. Sebastian moaned again, softer this time.

'Fucking…..god, baby. You're so hot; I just want to- whoa- the fuck was that? Did you hear that?'

He ripped the camera away from a very annoyed Kurt, walking to the doorway and pointing the camera to the dark stairs.

'You hear it? Was that the fridge?'

'It was the fucking ice maker, Bas.'

'FUCK.'

Kurt's laughter could be heard from the bed, the bed springs squeaking as he moved on it. Sebastian turned the camera away from the door, grumbling.

'Fucker is only gonna come out when we sleep up here? Nice.'

Kurt giggled, the camera briefly recording him watching Sebastian turn around to film the bedroom. It was clean and comfy, a box or two in the corner with remaining unpacked belongings. Rail rack of clothes and dangling material of Kurt's past and present projects. A dresser against the far wall next to the window with pictures of them, friends, family. Sebastian lazily set the camera on each one; he chuckled when he came to the middle one, an image of a newly sixteen year old Kurt.

'I was just like to take a moment, to admire the utmost beauty.'

'Fuck you, five years ago you wouldn't have thought twice about making fun about my baby fat face.'

'Your baby fat face was a good look for sixteen,' Sebastian cooed still focusing the camera on the photo, 'what was it you used to call yourself….? Penguin…?'

'Oh god,' Kurt groaned in the background, 'I don't even want to remember the, and I quote, ''sex appeal of a baby penguin!'' God help me.'

Sebastian turned around again, walking towards the bed to set the camera on the bedside table, facing it at the top of the bed. Movement was heard, then Sebastian re-appeared on the bed to grab at Kurt, pinning him.

'Do I get that little show now?'

'Piss off.'

'Not even a strip tease?'

'How about a fuck-me-now?'

Sebastian smashed their mouths together in a sloppy kiss, hands roaming up and down Kurt's sides. The couple moaned when Kurt lifted his hips to grind up against Sebastian, but he pulled away suddenly and scrunched his fingers into the back of Sebastian's hair.

'I am not having sex on camera,' he whispered teasingly, 'switch it off or you're not getting any.'

Sebastian huffed in mock frustration, but obliged, reaching over for the off button.

It watched them. Simply watched them. Watched the two lovers on the bed grind, push, gasp, kiss and lavish in ecstasy. It focused on Kurt's face. Then the man above him.

Anger. Anger so weak. It was weak.

Only having the energy to give the prey a taste of what it was in for.

AN; Okay, so that was the first chapter. This is only the beginning, so I'm sorry if anything was a bit boring. Next chapter should be up soon! Preview anyone?

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'Oh my god,' Kurt mumbled as he stared at the computer screen. It wasn't much, but the camera jittered in Sebastian's excitement.

'Baby, looks like we got a visitor.'