A/N: Okay, so AU, duh. But I just want to say that I've never really tried writing any demon/angel stuff, so it may be a little rough. Plus it's going to be a little different than most of the other stuff out there, but just work with me here. I don't own anything, everything belongs to rayn murphy/fox/whoever else they belong to.

Epilog

"Wes? Wes! Wes, I don't know what's happened! It's like it wasn't even me, like I was possessed or something! Please Wes, you have to believe me. You know me, and you know I would never try and do anything like this!"

"Yeah Blaine, I thought I knew you. Yet the fact remains that that could've turned ugly in a heartbeat, and what the hell would that have meant for the rest of us? Do you have any idea how badly we could've gotten hurt?"

"I swear it wasn't me Wes! I-"

"I wasn't finished. If you can truly say that that wasn't you, -that you don't know what happened, you were possessed, whatever- then I'm going to have to ask you to leave. If you're saying what I think you are, that means you changed, and your kind aren't safe. We can't have you in the Warblers if you're going to be a danger to us. You know that."

"NO! I swear I haven't changed!"

"Don't lie to me, Blaine Anderson! I saw your eyes!"

"But Wes…Where am I supposed to go? "

"Frankly, that isn't my problem."

"I belong here, Wes…"

"Not anymore."

…

"Emma, I think I've found another student you're going to want to talk to. Kurt Hummel"

"What's wrong with him?"

"Well, nothing's wrong…. I think he's…. he's like you, Emma."

"Now Will, why do you always have to make that sound like a bad thing? It's not. It's good, actually. It only makes the school safer."

"You make yourselves sound like an army."

"Well, yes. That's what we are."

"But Emma, he's only a sophomore. He's just a kid! How can you expect kids to know how to protect us?"

"It's instinct to us, Will. It's what we do."

"But shoving all these responsibilities onto children…it just seems so unfair."

"Unfair as it may be, we have to do it. It's what we're made for. It's what he's made for. Fair or no, Will, he has no choice."

…

Blaine nervously tightened his bow tie. Last time they'd been together, Kurt had gotten dangerously close to finding out about him. He wouldn't allow himself to slip up this time. He couldn't! If Kurt knew about him, they were as good as done. His boyfriend was accepting, but not accepting enough. Blaine had a hunch that nobody was accepting enough for him.

He considered himself a monster, or about as close as you could get.

Well, that wasn't true. It isn't like he's ever killed anyone (that's not to say that he hasn't come close). There were many other people (if you could call them 'people'. Some say you can't.) like him that had murdered loads of people. Yet somewhere deep inside him, Blaine was different. That's what he told himself to keep his sanity, at least.

He concentrated on calming himself; keeping one eye fixed on the mirror.

It still awed him to watch the blackness seep out of his eyes

…

"You're just, I don't know, different, I guess." Finn Hudson shrugged from where he sat, which happened to be atop his brothers bed.

Kurt chuckled, "Biggest understatement of the year, Finn."

"Well it's true!" He said smiling, yet a little flustered. "You're different! You're special! I don't know any other ways to say it!"

The smaller boy cocked an eyebrow. "How about, 'Oh Kurt, you're so amazing, gravity doesn't even apply to you.'" He set down the concealer he was messing with and slowly fell backwards until he was lying horizontal a few feet from the floor. He only stayed there for a moment before turning upright and swooping up towards the ceiling.

"Boys!" Carole called from the kitchen. "It's time to eat!"

Kurt smiled from the ceiling, where he had just laid. "Wanna race?" he said with a wink.

"No way dude," the taller, still-tied-down-by-gravity boy scoffed. "I wouldn't stand a chance. You could just fly over the banister. But you know, you could always carry me. Don't pretend that you can't, because we both know you can." he said with a smirk.

Kurt rolled his eyes and flipped himself right side up, letting himself fall to the floor with a small thud. "Blaine's coming over tonight and he still thinks I'm normal. Imagine his surprise if he saw his boyfriend floating down the stairs, and carrying someone twice his size."

"Oh, well if you're actually walking, then I may just have to take you up on that race." Finn winked and dashed out of the room, followed closely by his little brother.

Okay, so I hope you guys liked it! I'm going to try and start the next chapter tomorrow (or maybe write a paragraph or two of it tonight) but yeah! Reviews are always appreciated