Plastic
Story by KlaineyDays25
WARNING: Plastic MAY CONTAIN PROFANITIES, SEXUAL ACTS, VIOLENCE, GRAMMATICAL ERRORS AND POSSIBLE FALSE INFORMATION AS YOU PROGRESS INTO THE STORY. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
I do not own Glee.
Prologue
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Hello, my name is Kurt Hummel and I will be telling you the story of how I lost my life. Literally.
It started way back when I was three years old. My family had just gone on a picnic nearby a forest. We had the best time of our lives.
My dad took pictures of everything while my mom played soft music and taught me how to Waltz. We were kinda like the picture-perfect family you see on TV, except that I was a troubled child. Naïve and stupid. Yea, I was only three, but I should've never walked away from them. When they had turned they backs, I got up and walked deeper into the forest, not once looking back. I was so far deep in the forest to the point sunlight started to slowly leave my sight. Although it was dark, I could still see. I kept walking until I found a cave. It called for me.
"Kurtis," a grim voice whispered my name, "Come in, Kurtis." I could practically hear it smile now that I think about it. "Come in, Kurtis, and I shall show you a magic trick." The mysterious voice insisted.
Unknowingly, I walked into the cave. It was dark and I heard water dripping off the stalactites. The cool wind blew past me as a dark figure arose from the far end and started walking towards me. I wasn't scared. That was probably one of them dumbest things ever. I was supposed to be scared, but I wasn't.
"Kurtis, I have something to show you." It grinned, covering its hands from underneath the torn-up cloth, "It's called magic. I'll teach you." I walked closer as the ball of white light illuminated from the figure's cupped hands. My jaw dropped in fascination, my eyes reflecting the light, I felt a little dizzy.
"I'll teach you a lesson, alright." And in just a matter of seconds, the figure busted out a huge scythe and slashed my straight in the head and everything went black for a second. It could've been hours, I don't know. All I did know was that I had died. Or so I thought.
There was a shattering silence that broke me from my trance and then I was awake. I couldn't move. Hell, I couldn't even move my fingers. Everything was dark, except for that one glowing spot. It was blue and gleaming with brightness. I got scared and wanted to push myself backwards, but I remembered that I couldn't. I looked down and everything was white and shiny. What the heck? My mind buzzed with questions but then was completely removed when the light floated upwards and gravitated towards me, like it had a connection.
"Kurtis," the hushed and soothing voice of the light spoke, "you are cursed, young one and I am your guide. I cannot give you straight answers, but I shall give you hints, clues and encouragement. Not only am I your guide, but I shall be your guardian as well for however long you shall need me." The light said softly before handing me half a stone, "This is called a Soul Stone and it's yours."
"Why is it cut in half?" I asked, my eyes focusing on the neatly cut, baby blue stone. "Because the other half has been sliced and thrown away, lost somewhere in the world. And whoever finds it must have a pure heart. If it lands in the wrong hands, you will be like this for all eternity or you might even die. You aren't supposed to die so young, but there is always a possibility."
"What time is it?"
"2017."
And my heart stopped. How the hell did that happen? Where are parents right now? What happened to them? What happened to me? Have I been asleep for 22 years? Have I been shot into the future? What the hell is happening? And when did I learn these words and sentences?
"Kurtis, calm down," the light tried as it's form shifted into a small animal. None that I have seen or heard off, but it was cute and calming. The light still glowed, though, "Kurtis, listen to me, you are 25 years old as we speak. You have been asleep for 22 years. The other half of the stone has been lost for that long." The light told me as it slid the half-cut Soulstone out of my fingers. At least I could move those. And without a second thought, the light jabbed the stone into my chest, leaving a bump there and suddenly, I could move like I was human. Hah, was. Okay, that hurt.
"Keep this safe and I will make sure no one tries to cut it open." And with that, the light disappeared into my chest and I was alone again.
Four days after that, I was put into a sports shop, dressed in the clothes they sell. And I stood there for months, watching as customers passed by. Sorrow filled my heart and every night I was put into the closet where they kept other mannequins, my guide would come out and comfort me as I cried silently, I had to.
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Author's Note
Woah, okay! Yea, this is short, but hey, it's just a prologue. I hope you enjoyed this. Let me know if you want another part by reviewing! Love y'all!