Okay you all I'm back. No I am not writing a new story. No you all were not right lol. Okay maybe a little. Anywho this is a story I already had on Tumblr and I am now adding it here. I need to finish it off as I promised Bluchrome and MrsBubble. I hope you all enjoy and review. Let me know if you hate it or love it.
Side Note- This is a samcedes story but it does have other ships in it. Brittana and Kurtbastian. Please if you can't let canon go DO NOT READ THIS. Because I am sure Klaine fans will be mad about Kurtbastian lol. Anyway on with the story.
Mercedes ran as fast as she could to catch up to Kurt and Santana feeling the wind cause various items, such as leaves, to hit her face. Not too long ago it was one of the best weathers she'd seen in years and now all of a sudden it looked like a tornado was forming. She continued to run and glanced over her shoulder at the thing that she felt was causing all of this. Santana was right! This was all her fault and she prayed they wouldn't all pay for it with their lives.
-1 Hour prior-
"Hey, I'm heading out to the park. I'll be back in a few." Santana said grabbing her jacket. "This weather is way too beautiful for me to stay and watch you two sing all day." she said to her two roommates.
"Hold up, let me grab my jacket and come along." Kurt said jumping to his feet and grabbing his jacket. Santana rolled her eyes but stood by the door and waited. "I promise not to sing!" Kurt added with a smile then looked over at Mercedes who pretended to be engaged in her cellphone to avoid going along. "Come on, Diva, you're coming too!" he said grabbing her jacket and throwing it her way.
"Great! Now it's a field trip!" Santana shook her head and crossed her arms. "Come on, Aretha!"
"Alright alright…I'm coming!" Mercedes sighed and followed them out the door.
Once they reached the park, Mercedes couldn't help but feel set free. Something about the sky being so blue and clear of clouds with the sun basting their skin, made her feel so alive. She smiled and joked with her two best friends as they enjoyed the view.
"It is so freaking beautiful right now!" Mercedes gasped looking at the trees and leaves on the ground.
"Damn right it is!"
"I have to admit that I would really love to break out and sing about it, really bad!"
"Kurt…if you so much as hum a tune…" Santana pointed a finger his way. He shrugged and looked over at Mercedes.
"Oh shut it, Santana, you know you want to sing with us!" Mercedes sang, grabbing her friends shoulder. Mercedes was about to start singing when she noticed a person laying on the ground. Santana and Kurt turned to see what caught her attention and gasped at the sight. "Oh my God, he looks dead!" Mercedes exclaimed.
"Yeah well, leave that for the cops! Let's call 911!"
"Santana! We have to help him!"
"Are you crazy?"Santana asked looking at Mercedes. "May I remind you that if this were a scary movie that you my friend would be the first to die!" She pointed out.
"And why is that, Satan?" Kurt asked rolling his eyes preparing to hear her state something mildly offensive as usual. Santana glared at him before replying, hating when he called her that.
"Well, Mr. Pixie dust, in scary movies the black person always dies first and you're as white as a clean toilet. And I'm only half black and that half of me died along with my absent father, so…" she shrugged as if her logic made sense. Mercedes sighed and shook her head at her friends and approached the man. "Mercedes, just because you go to a predominantly white school, doesn't make you whiiiiiiiiiittttteeee!" Santana shouted behind her.
Mercedes approached the man slowly and stopped to pick up a tree branch on the way to poke him with it. She turned around to where Kurt and Santana seemed to be engaged in an argument as usual. She turned her gaze back to the man on the floor wondering what caused him to collapse on such a beautiful day. He wasn't dressed like a homeless person, in fact, he was wearing what looked to be a costume of some sort. There was no way a man would choose to wear all that spandex. She poked him a couple times and when he didn't move she knelt down and felt for his pulse. He was alive, but not breathing!
"Hey you guys…I think I should perform CPR on him!" she shouted back. She wasn't sure why she said that. She looked over her shoulder as Santana and Kurt approached her.
"Well, damn look at how big his lips are…he might suck the life out of you!"
"Diva, this is crazy! Let's just call 911!"
"You guys! It's the christian thing to do! Wouldn't you want help if you were in his situation?" she asked looking at her friends as they both shrugged. "Fine, do whatever you want! I'm going to help him!" she said bending down, rolling him on his back and performing CPR on the man. She felt on his torso as she pumped feeling his chiseled body underneath. Each compression made her heart beat faster and faster. She paused and took a deep breath as she pinched the bridge of his nose and opened his mouth. She stared at his lips before closing her eyes and placing her own lips on his and breathing air into him. Her heart was still racing as she did so and it increased suddenly when she felt his arm go around her and held her tight. Tears fell from her eyes as he was literally sucking the air out of her body.
She screamed and felt Santana and Kurt try to pry her away from him but his hold was too tight. She opened her eyes so that she could see the man that was slowly killing her and draining her of oxygen. She was shocked to stare into the coldest red eyes she'd ever seen. Was it red or orange? She wasn't sure but it was slowly changing colors as she screamed and tried to move away. They switched from orange to yellow then to the deepest set of green eyes she'd ever laid eyes on. She stopped screaming and felt him let go of her. She fell back on to her friends gasping for air.
"I told you to leave him!" Santana shouted as she scrambled to her feet and began to run. Kurt grabbed Mercedes hand and helped her up as they too began to run. Mercedes clenched her chest as she looked behind her noticing he was following her. Suddenly there were clouds in the sky and it was getting dark. It seemed as if a tornado was forming! She tried to keep up with Kurt and Santana but she was still winded by the man that was slowly following them like he was Jason from those horror movies.
"Santana was right! I'm the black girl that dies!" she thought to herself as she looked back again noticing him approaching her fast although he wasn't running. "If I make it out alive, I promise to start jogging more!" Mercedes said to herself as she felt his hand touch her shoulder. She tried to run faster but instead tripped on a rock and landing on her left knee popping it out of place. She screamed, both in pain and fear as she watched him approach her. She looked behind her to see Santana and Kurt running back towards her. It was now raining and they were all getting drenched and fearing for their life as he stood before them.
"Stay still!" he finally said causing them to freeze. He ran circles around them causing a force field to cover them when they heard they sound of an explosion and suddenly everything went black. Mercedes looked down at her injured knee and began to pray. Santana and Kurt knelt next to her and cried till the man stopped and stood in front of them. "What is she doing?" he asked. Santana wiped her tears pulled out her phone and flashed a light on them. "You with the power of light, tell me!"
"This…isn't the power of light you soul sucking nimrod, it's a cellphone!" she replied. Kurt elbowed her, trying to get her not to upset the man who seemed awkwardly dangerous. "Her christian ass got us in this situation!"
"What…is…she doing?" he asked again running his hands through his wet blonde hair and squatting in front of her.
"She's praying." Kurt whispered. He looked over at Kurt and walked over to him. "You almost killed her!"
"I needed air!"
"You almost killed her, you guppy faced alien!"
"I didn't mean to…" he replied and looked at her again. "Why is she praying?"
"Because she's a christian. She prays when she is scared or something like that…I don't know! I'm not a christian!" Kurt replied wiping his tears away.
"Why not?"
"I just don't believe in all of that!" Kurt replied and then looked over at Mercedes as she continued to pray and cry. "She's in pain!"
"This is great! What did you do to her? What was that explosion? Talk to me E.T!" Santana demanded poking him in his chest. He looked down at her and smiled touching her on the forehead as she dropped to the floor. Kurt screamed and ran over to Santana.
"What is wrong with you?" he asked grabbing her phone and shining the light on him.
"She is okay! I just needed her quiet so I can help your friend!" he replied calmly. Mercedes stopped praying and opened her eyes fearing what she would see. "What is your name?" he asked looking at her. Her heart pounded as he repeated the question. "What do they call you?"
"You tried to kill me and now you want to know my name? Hell to the No! I will remain a mystery to you, sir!"
"No I want the name of the Angel that gave me life! I would never kill you." he replied and then looked at her knee. "Let me fix that!"
"No! Don't touch it! It will hurt!"
"Mercedes, let him help! Maybe he has healing powers!" Kurt said shaking his head at himself. He couldn't believe what they were going through at the moment.
"Mercedes…that's your name?" he asked and then smiled as if he just learned a secret. "My name Samuloetho but they call me Sam. I have no healing powers!" he stated looking at Kurt apologetically. "It will hurt only for a minute but then it will heal on its own." he placed his hand over her knee. Mercedes pulled back screaming.
"No…do not touch me! You are going to hurt me more than you've already hurt me!" she screamed as it began to rain again.
"I can't hurt you…without hurting me! Your air is what gave me life so I feel what you feel…let me help you!" he said placing his hands on her forehead causing her to fall in deep sleep just like Santana. Kurt ran up to him and started punching him as hard as he could but fell once Sam turned and touched his forehead as well.
