A/N: This is half 'Author is still on an Avengers high even though she saw it last Saturday', and half 'Author needs happy Glee after Graduation episode'. And also because the idea of Blaine being a mutant superhero of sorts entertains me to no end. Enjoy.

WARNING! May contain spoilers for 'The Avengers'.

Note: AU ages

Sophomores:

Blaine Anderson

Finn Hudson

Mike Chang

Noah "Puck" Puckerman

Quinn Fabray

Santana Lopez

Brittany S. Pierce

Freshmen:

Kurt Hummel

Mercedes Jones

Rachel Berry

Tina Cohen-Chang

Artie Abrams

Sam Evans

"I need a day where there aren't twenty crises to deal with, but I don't see that coming anytime soon." – Anthony "Tony" Stark, a.k.a Iron Man

Lima, Ohio

Kurt really hated his life at the moment. Here he was, his first year of high school, the beginning of the best years of his life.

Said best years seemed to be destined to be spent in the dumpster near the back of the school, if the combined efforts of the football and the hockey team had anything to do with it.

Kurt winced as his bag was torn away from him and thrown carelessly into the ground. He hoped that his books weren't damaged by the impact, as Kurt's father was starting to get suspicious of why his books always seemed to be in declining condition every week.

The soprano was abruptly pulled from his musings when one meat-headed jock lifted him off his feet, he and his equally caveman-like cohorts all laughing like a pack of hyenas. Kurt closed his eyes tightly, simultaneously bracing himself for collision with the dumpster and praying to no one in particular that he wouldn't smell like Swiss cheese weeks past its expiration date.

Right before the athlete could fling him into the trash container, a shrill whistle pierced through the laughter. The crowd of dim-witted jocks turned, dragging Kurt's laced boots on the ground.

"Now, now, gentlemen, didn't mommy ever teach you to pick on people your own size?"

The ruffians (and Kurt) gasped at the newcomer. There, in all his shiny white glory, was the man who had become known as the protector of Allen County, Ohio.

Kurt felt his face heat up, much to his embarrassment. He didn't think spandex was appealing in most cases, but this man definitely was one of the exceptions. The ivory costume stretched taut over his muscular form was nothing to complain about. Add in those dark, curly locks and those hazel eyes filled with laughter behind a silver mask, and you've got a relatively tall glass of water, who just so happens to be a superhero.

There was no question as to why the vigilante had so many female fans. The White Knight was a very handsome man, and a kind one to boot.

Suddenly, the jock that had Kurt in his grip released the boy, which caused him to land on the unforgiving concrete of the WMHS sidewalk.

"L-Listen, man, we don't want any trouble, we're just… uh… fooling around! R-Right, guys?"

The other meat-heads quickly agreed with their burly leader. Knight, who didn't look like he was buying this obviously false drivel for a second, made eye contact with Kurt briefly, which caused the freshman to flush a bit darker than he already was.

"Suuure you were. Now then," In the blink of an eye, Knight went from leaning on the brick wall of the school to having a death-grip on the leader's shirt collar. "I expect that from now on, I won't be seeing any of you bothering this boy," here he pointed at Kurt, "or anyone else again, will I, boys?"

The pack hastily nodded, looking like they might wet themselves at any second. Smiling that charming smile of his, the hero released the jock. "Good. Now get to class."

Within a minute, the only people left near the dumpster were Kurt and his unexpected savior.

"U-Um… Thanks…" Kurt managed to say, still a bit in awe of the other man.

The hero smiled, picking up Kurt's forgotten messenger bag and walking over to the younger, holding out a hand to help the other to his feet.

"It's no trouble at all, kid." Knight stated, handing the bag back to its owner. "You stay safe, ya hear?" The vigilante called as he ascended into the air, as he always did upon completing his duties as a hero.

For a moment, Kurt stood in the alley, completely shocked at the sudden turn of events.

"… W-Wow…" Suddenly, Kurt checked his watch. "Shit! I'm gonna be late!"

Without further ado, the freshman dashed inside the school, not looking forward to the jocks' inevitable revenge later in the day.

-With Great Power-

Meanwhile, the hedges near the football field rustled with the movements of the young man changing inside of it, making a hasty transformation from hero to normal high school sophomore.

Well. Relatively normal.

Okay, as normal as a young mutant with superhuman capabilities could be, when said mutant's father owned half of the businesses in Allen County, Ohio, and also was a senator for that state, and said mutant also referred to genius billionaire playboy philanthropist Anthony "Tony" Stark, a.k.a Iron Man, as "Uncle Tony".

But other than that, yeah, he was a pretty normal kid. He went to high school, played on the football team, and played extremely violent video games with his circle of friends on the football team, which consisted of Finn Hudson, Sam Evans, Mike Chang and Noah "Puck" Puckerman. Well, Puck was kind of his friend; he often had to get on his case about why tossing 'nerds' in dumpsters was unethical.

With one final zip, the White Knight was gone, and in his place Blaine Anderson was crouched in the bushes, tugging on the WMHS red and yellow letterman jacket as he rushed to get to his first class. Truthfully, Blaine actually didn't have a lot of time after his early morning crime-stopping activities, which involved stopping a local jewelry store robbery, but…

Well, the poor boy was helpless. And he was the White Knight after all, if he didn't stick up for them, who would?

That's not the only reason, a very unhelpful part of his brain supplied (a part that sounded suspiciously like that nice red-headed secretary of Uncle Tony's, the one with the weird name). You wanted to save him because he's so cute and swe-

Blaine quickly shut that thought down. The last thing he needed was to be thinking about the people he met as his other persona. Blaine had his own problems to deal with without adding those of his super side.

Not to mention the fact that he was so deep in the closet that he was pretty much the high king of Narnia.

-Comes Great Responsibility-

"I'm telling you, Mercedes! It was definitely him!"

The black girl slowly edged Kurt's tray of suspicious looking globs of so-called 'food' away from him. "Uh-huh, 'course you did, baby. I think that maybe you should start bringing your own lunch."

The soprano glared at his fellow diva. "Dammit, 'cedes, it had to be him! How many guys in Ohio run around in a white spandex suit?"

Mercedes opened her mouth as if to answer, but found that she couldn't think of more than the White Knight who dared to do that.

"Well, still, even if for some reason it was him, you shouldn't go out of your way to see him again."

Kurt raised an eyebrow. "And why, pray tell, shouldn't I?"

"He's obviously a mutant, Kurt. You know how people around here feel about those people." Rachel piped up, concern evident in her voice.

Both Kurt and Mercedes stared at the Jewish girl. "'Those people'? Rachel, do you have something against mutant-kind?"

Rachel looked indignant. "Of course I don't! I'm a Jewish girl who was raised by a mixed race gay couple! I have nothing but sympathy for the mutants, but honestly, it's not wise to get involved with them. Haven't you heard about the new Registration act?"

"Berry, I'd have to be living under a rock not to have heard about that. How does that have to do with Lima's views on mutants?"

"Well, you know who Senator Anderson is, right?"

"That businessman who owns pretty much everything in this county? I'm surprised they haven't renamed the school after him by now."

Rachel nodded in agreement. "I think that he's in negotiations with the School Board and Figgins about that. But anyway, a lot of his votes came from this county, and he supported the bill completely."

"So he's a bigot, big deal. Most of the people in his town are bigots, Rach."

Rachel pouted, looking even more indignant. "That just proves it more! Stay away from him, Kurt. You know all too well what blind hatred can do."

Kurt waved her off. "Whatever, Miss Mary-Janes. It's not like I'm ever gonna see him again."

Mercedes sighed. "We just want you to be safe, Kurt." Mercedes eyed her watch. "We'd better get to class."

-GLEE-

Blaine whistled quietly to himself, the halls empty after football practice ran late. Once again, Coach Beiste had seemed really torn up about something, and for a second he thought he had spotted purpling bruises on her arms.

I think that history teacher is good friends with her; maybe I should ask him to talk to her about it… Wouldn't that be intrusive, though? I'm her student, so I don't think it's my place to-

The sophomore was pulled abruptly from his train of thought as he passed by the choir room, a quiet, yet somehow haunting voice floating out the open door.

"Take all my vicious words, and turn them into something good…

Take all my preconceptions, and let the truth be understood…"

Entranced by the beautiful sound, Blaine ever-so-quietly moved towards the door, peeking into the room.

"… and let me be what's underneath.

Courage is when you're afraid, but you keep on moving, anyway.

Courage is when you're in pain, but you keep on living, anyway.

We all have excuses why,

Living in fear, something in us dies.

But like a bird with broken wings, it's not how high he flies but the song he sings…"

At the piano, a boy in a familiar navy coat and white pants sat alone, the room occupied by only him and two girls that Blaine didn't recognize. Blaine knew he had seen this guy before, and recently, but it wasn't until his eyes fell on the leather messenger bag that he realized who the mysterious singer was:

The boy he'd saved from the bullies that morning was playing the piano.

"… Courage is when you've lost your way, but you find your strength, anyway.

Courage is when you're afraid; courage is when it all seems gray,

Courage is when you make a change, and you keep on living, anyway.

You keep on moving, anyway.

You keep on giving, anyway.

You keep on loving, anyway."

As the melody ended, the two audience members rose from their seats, clapping and cheering wildly for their apparent friend.

"That was great, Kurt! I mean, it was a little pitchy in some places, and your enunciation needs work, but otherwise-"

"Oh, pipe down, Berry, not everyone is classically trained like you are."

With the three stuck in their own little world, Blaine saw the perfect opportunity to escape unnoticed and bolted down the tiled floor of the school hallway.

He had a name for his mystery victim now, at least the first name: Kurt.

It seemed that his normal life and his life as the White Knight couldn't be kept as separate as he had hoped, in the end.

A/N: So, what do you think? Leave a review and let me know!

I own neither Glee nor Marvel comics.

(In this universe, anyway…)