AN: Hello! I just want to let you know that this story is kind of a representation of the mood I have been in. I have just been feeling a little bit of gloomy and dark lately and I seem to have put it into words. It's AU and most of the Glee club was scattered on different parts of the country before now. I don't know how long this will be or where the story will end up. In my mind I have a plan but that never works out. If I do continue this there will be a lot of Crackships, hard times, and rebellion. I wanted to write something where not everyone is together with who they are with on the show and no one has been dealt a perfect cookie cutter life. Warning this will be dark and a tad bit depressing but I do see a light at the end of the tunnel. I hope you guys will enjoy it and don't judge the craziness in my mind too much. Please forgive any mistakes you may it hasn't been beta'd future chapters will be.
Disclaimer: I refuse to even pretend like I own Glee and very happy that I do not.
Prologue
Mercedes could feel her own pulse weakening. She could hear Sam speaking to her but at the same time she couldn't make out the words he was telling her. This was bad, very bad. Today was going to be the day that Mercedes Jones died. She didn't have an extravagant life; she wasn't a famous singer or recording artist like she had hoped to be. She wouldn't be remembered as some important figure that did good for mankind. The only thing on her mind was Alex; she couldn't leave him behind, especially after everything they had been through. She glanced up as Sam lifted a bloody hand to her face. She was being moved somewhere. She could feel her eyes slowly start to close.
"Mercedes! Mercedes!" She heard Sam say faintly. "Open your eyes! Fight for me baby please!"
She saw another face, it looked a lot like Quinn's or was that Mike, but she didn't have time to be 100% certain before she lost the fight and her eyes closed shut and everything went black.
"Dammit Quinn I need you to drive this car!" Sam yelled as he was giving Mercedes CPR.
"I am driving as fast as I can Sam!" She yelled crying. "She can't die Sam! You have to save her, we can't lose her." She told him from the front seat as she tried to see clearly through her tears. She took a glance in the rear view mirror at her best friend covered in blood and she pushed her foot down on the gas pedal as hard as she could, praying that they made it to the hospital on time.
The car came to a skidding stop in the ambulance bay in front of the hospital and Mike was the first to jump out. He ran inside grabbing a gurney and raced back out to where Sam, Quinn, and Mercedes were waiting. Sam never took his hand off her chest as he continued the CPR and Mike and Quinn helped get Mercedes carefully on the gurney.
"She is still not responding to CPR we have to do something!" Sam yelled at Mike.
"She needs to go to an OR now! I have to try and stop some of the bleeding and close up her wounds." Mike said as they hauled Mercedes down the hospital hallway to where Santana had an elevator waiting on them.
"Oh my God what happened?" She said as they wheeled Mercedes into the elevator.
"He stabbed her!" Sam said delirious. "He fucking stabbed her."
AN: This is sort of like a Prologue. I have had this for a while but I am a bit unsure if I should continue it. It is going to be very emotional, heartbreaking, crazy, and angst filled. It may even be a hot mess at times but I would love to know if you guys think I should do it. Leave me your thoughts in a review, depending on how people respond and take this I may continue, I may not. Till next time-Tdminor86
