Well I updated quick! The response for this story was so overwhelming! I really like writing this story so thank you beautiful people sooo much!
Most of what has happened is very similar to what happens in the actual Spider man movie but I promise you it's going to be different after this chapter!
Disclaimer- I don't not own any glee or Marvel characters nor am I associated with either of those companies.
Please read the A/N at the bottom!
Enjoy!
Chapter 2
Kurt opened his eyes only to be met with the stunning White of the surrounding Walls blinding him. He was laid on top of an uncomfortable hospital bed but a feeling inside of him knew it wasn't a hospital at all.
He tried lifting his head but only groaned and eased it back down. He couldn't remember anything after Karofsky throwing that stuff at him, so what had happened?
He lifted his hands to rub against his eyes which he had immediately shut after being blinded by the brightness of the room when he felt two hands grip his wrists and lower them to his sides.
"sssshhhh, easy now" the voice soothed and he blinked his eyes open again settling on the tanned face of one of the boys he had seen earlier in the hallway.
"wh-what?" Kurt stuttered confused.
"My names David" The boy said with an easy smile.
"Where are my friends? My teacher? Where am I?" Kurt asked in a rush his head was beginning to start pounding harder very much like before.
"Calm down you'll hurt yourself and they are on the rest of the tour, you passed out" At Kurt's confused look he continued, "you swallowed something, we aren't sure of what it was but we laid you down as a precaution, you were only out for like twenty minutes"
"I want to go find my friends" Kurt said sitting up and David was about to protest and push him back down when the short boy from earlier walked in a look of relief on his face.
"Good news," he started, "the only charted bottles missing were the sleeping drugs so he should be fine, explains why he passed out"
"oh well then I guess there is no reason for you to stay, Kurt your peers are just down the hall if you're ready to leave?"
Kurt wasted no time in jumping up rushing out of the door throwing a quick 'thank you' behind him.
Kurt had no intention of going to find the others he felt way too weird. His muscles were throbbing and his head felt like it weighed a ton. He just needed to go home and pass out but he also needs food he was hungry. Like really hungry. He's never this hungry. Mmmmmm...food.
David sighed in relief once the porcelain boy had left. They really didn't need any more fuck ups because of this stupid place.
"So sleeping drugs, Nick? That's it?"
"Well I went down all the recorded lists and yep that's all that was missing" While the dark haired boy, Nick, had been talking a plastic chair with metal legs slid across the floor with ease settling behind him. Nick sat down whilst he concentrated on another chair. He stared at it briefly then flicked his eyes towards David and suddenly the chair repeated the same process but this time David sat in it.
"Thanks" David said completely unfazed by Nick's doing.
"Don't mention it, so anyway how was he?" Nick inquired.
"Okay I guess, we didn't really talk he literally just woke up" He shrugged.
As Nick was about to say something else the door opened again and in walked two more boys.
"David, Nick? Where is the boy?" Wes asked confused something he never liked to feel. Wes always knew everything and that was meant quite literally.
"I couldn't pick up on his thoughts when he was unconscious"
"Don't worry Wes the boy only took a sleeping drug he'll be perfectly fine" Nick said nodding.
"Good for him" The blonde said voice laced with sarcasm.
"Jeff our problems are our own you just wanted a new friend" Wes said with a knowing look in his eyes. He knew he was exactly right he always knew the truth.
"Problems? Dude it's been eight years! When are you all going to accept that we're special?" Jeff asked exasperated throwing his hands into the air.
"Special? You mean freaks?" David fired back.
"David you didn't seem to think your powers were so freaky when you pulled that train off of those tracks saving many people including your family!"
"Let's not forgot what caused that train to almost crash!" David screamed.
"Stop it! Both of you! There is NOTHING wrong with us don't forget that! But to wish this on anyone else Jeff that's not fair!" Nick shouted.
Jeff grumbled looking guilty and Wes just chuckled watching him as if he knew some inside joke.
"Come on that's enough excitement for one day let's get home" Wes said.
"Yeah let's make it a race!" Jeff said excitedly.
"Oh come on Jeff! Like we'd fall for that!" David countered.
"I could run rings round you all and then run to France and get noodles from china and be home before you all" Jeff boasted stressing each 'and'.
"Shut up" Nick said rolling his eyes fondly.
...
It wasn't until Kurt had got down the street did he realise he had no way of getting home. At least he had his wallet.
A couples blocks over he managed to hail a cab although the driver didn't look to impressed with the distance he offered a generous tip and settled back into the cushioned seats. His head really didn't feel right and he just wanted to close his eyes.
He woke up for the second time that afternoon but this time to the cab driver shaking his leg.
"Kid? Yo Kid! Wake up" The middle aged man had turned in his seat staring pointedly at Kurt. Each time he woke up he seemed to feel worse and worse. There was a light layer of swear covering his body and his inside had never felt so messed up.
All of his senses seemed foggy and clogged up.
"oh-uh right" He fished out his wallet throwing a few bills at the man before staggering out. His head was swimming and he could feel his muscles contracting. The pain was worse now than before and he just needed to collapse again but this time not be woken up. He shoved his key into the door resting all of his weight onto it. He pushed himself through and immediately made his way into the kitchen on the right. His stomach wasn't grumbling but it felt so empty so he just opened the fridge pulpit out anything that caught his eye. After a lot of picking from different cheeses, ham, breads any savoury food his stomach felt strange as though it was bubbling.
He practically flew up the stairs and into the bathroom located at the top. Dropping to his knees his whole body seized up and he wretched his stomachs contents into the bowl. Opening his eyes he stared at the green mucus mixed with the rest of the sick. That definitely wasn't normal.
Crawling out of the bathroom he stood or rather sagged against his bedroom door fumbling with the knob. When it finally turned he cascaded into the room ripping his clothes off. Actual drops of sweat slid down his face as the heat in his body stabbed at his skin. Leaving his boxers on he pushed the window open begging for some fresh air. When the slight breeze rolled into his room it did nothing but choked him and made him gag again.
His eyes were flashing a blinding White into his head adding fuel to his was ached his legs and arms felt as though they had been bound and then his torso had knots curling his muscles painfully.
He spun his body probably much too fast his gaze was shifting and becoming even more strained. Finally settling his stare on his bed his body dropped to the floor before he could so much as think of laying down on it.
He was out cold before his head hit the floor.
...
Once Finn had gotten home he was relieved to say the least to find his brother in his room. The school hadn't even bothered to look around the centre for him instead choosing to just come straight back to Lima. It had been an agonising journey for Finn, Puck and Sam none knowing what to do. So of course Finn called them as soon as he had tucked Kurt into bed absently wondering what the boy had done to get his room in such a state.
They answered on the first ring and Finn was exceptionally thank full for the three way call service his new phone boasted.
"Finn?" his two friend's voices rung out at the same time.
"yeah guys he's here he's fine! Just sleeping"
"oh thank god!" Sam said as Puck gave an exaggerated sigh.
After discussing Kurt a little bit more the boys went on to talk about basically everything before Finn said goodbye as he needed the bathroom. The smell that met him was the most repulsive odour he had ever been hit with.
Daring to investigate, the sight of what looked like toxic waste in the toilet was beyond disgusting. He gagged before flushing the chain as quickly as possible as watched as the almost bubbling sick slide down the toilet. He opened the window to get rid of the stench and then set to work fixing the bathroom.
What had Kurt done? Maybe he accidentally swallowed some of that putty and threw up like Finn did before? Poor guy.
Finn knew he'd have to tell their parents even if it did embarrass him. Ms Pillsbury always said he should never keep secrets like this. She had gave him a long lecture about how he kept it a secret Brittany had a possum in her locker. He assumed it was the same thing.
...
Kurt's eyes fluttered open as he heard the chirping of early morning birds. The bright sun light streamed in through the crack in his curtains. His head felt fine in fact better than fine it was as though every stressful thought and painful memory had completely drained out of it. He sat up feeling carefree and as light as a feather. But then no, he felt bigger.
Confusion swept over him because yes he certainly felt...different. He stood up fast surprising himself at his grace and walked over to his long mirror.
Woah.
Before Kurt was a little cute but now. All baby fat had just vanished from his feature leaving chiselled cheek bones and a strong jaw. His nose was long and in a perfect shape as were his lips a lot fuller and a perfect shade of pink. His skin was even paler than usual but in a very good way. Usually lifeless hair that sloped over his forehead was swept up in a messy style on his head and Kurt decided it looked rather good. Finally and the biggest change was his body.
Whatever muscle he had before was now accentuated in his limbs and chest. What was before was a flat stomach was now wash board abs. His shoulders were a lot broader and not at all boney like they and his arms had previously been. His thighs were wrapped with muscle and something else seemed off...heavier. He couldn't quite put his finger on it until.
Oh gosh, Kurt thought inwardly staring down at his crotch.
No, no this couldn't possibly be happening he was dreaming surely.
He looked back up at his face and chest studying every detail. It was like all imperfections had been removed.
"I'm not a vampire right?" he asked himself then burst out laughing. His voice was still musical and he was glad it hadn't changed. His notion before was quickly trumped down and he couldn't help but laugh again at his idiocy.
After his laughter faded reality seemed to set in. What had happened? He wasn't muscular like Sam or Puck but there was definitely something there.
Maybe he had hit puberty finally! Took him long enough stupid body!
Then the previous day's events flooded back in a wave and Kurt actually stumbled back over come with how fast everything had went by.
He managed to catch himself on the edge of his desk and he took a couple of deep breaths before straightening up. As soon as he did so his whole arm pulled him back down. It was as though his arm was actually anchored down by his hands and when trying to bend his fingers they wouldn't budge from his tight grip on the small ledge.
Instinctively he pulled but nothing happened. Giving a few quick rugged tugs all he succeeded in doing was pulling the desk off the floor before slamming it back down repeatedly.
His eyes were like saucers now and his pupils slowly narrowed, determined to pull off of the desk. Bracing his other hand flat on the top to stop the desk from moving he yanked his arm back again and this time his hand went with it.
He sighed in relief and brought his hand up to examine before realising a chunk of the mahogany wood of the desk was still stuck to his fingers.
"What the fuck?" Kurt mumbled prying the wood viciously away from his left hand. The force was so strong it sent the chunk flying against the wall behind him with a loud clatter as splinters of wood sprayed the room. He was going to kill Finn how many times did he have to tell him to keep all sticky things away from Kurt's room!
Kurt just shook his head not trusting himself to open his mouth without a string of curses flying out. He quickly pulled out some black skinnies that now hugged his legs a lot snugger than before and a plain grey t-shirt and Cardigan which also stretched across his muscles. Deciding to just leave his hair as it was, he hurried down the stairs taking them two at a time before jumping down the last eight. He landed without the smallest of noise and his breathing didn't even increase in the slightest.
He clenched and unclenched his fists again staring down at them.
"You okay, son?" Burt called from the kitchen and he followed the voice seeing the rest of the family sat eating breakfast too.
"Yeah, I'm fine...fantastic" Kurt said smiling down at his fists still. When he looked up the shocked open mouths of his family stared at him with wide eyes.
"What?" Kurt asked uncertain.
"Dude! Look at you!" Finn said motioning the length of Kurt's body.
"you just look...very handsome Kurt" Carol said with a look that Kurt should really find very creepy coming from his step mom.
"Kurt, what was with all that racket up there? Did you break something?" Burt asked turning back to his paper trying to ignore the obvious difference in his son while the rest of his family continued to gawk.
"No! Errr no of course not!" Kurt squeaked sitting down in the middle of Burt and Finn on the circular table. Carole continued studying his face whilst compiling the grocery list. Finn was prodding Kurt's bicep stunned at the muscle had it always been there?
"Well are you feeling alright? Finn said you threw up?" Burt asked looking up as Kurt batted Finn's finger away from his arm.
"Oh um yeah stomach ache but I got over it I feel great!" Kurt hopped up out of his chair picking up a piece of toast from Finn's plate. Ignoring the boy's grumbles of protests he picked up his black converse shoving his feet into them and picking up his denim, draw string back pack.
"You're going all ready?" Carole asked.
"Yeah I really just want to get out you know?" Kurt said smiling.
"Wait up! I'll come with you" Finn shouted.
The boys had taken Kurt's navigator whilst stopping at the Lima bean to get a coffee.
"Dude! That girl at the counter was totally checking you out!" Finn shouted as they made their way to McKinley.
"You're delusional Finn"
Finn was about to point out the phone number written on the side of Kurt's cup before getting distracted by his phone.
"Sam and Puck are already there waiting for us" He said.
"Oh well we'll be there soon. Anyway Finn I forgot to tell you to stop putting glue on my desk its freaking annoying!"
Finn was extremely confused about what his little brother was on about before shrugging it off as another text came through.
Kurt just nodded driving faster just a little bit. His knuckles flexed against the wheel and suddenly he felt as though he could crush and mould the hard plastic wheel with a simple tightening of him fingers.
Shaking the feeling of he pulled into school.
It was now lunch and Kurt had been feeling really weird but not in a bad way like the previous day. He felt on top of the world.
Everyone took a double look at Kurt as he walked by but he didn't notice he always kept his head down.
Sam and Puck had been blown away by the change in Kurt and too speechless to say anything about it.
Santana and Brittany two of the most popular girls in school walked past him then giving a flirty twirl as he exchanged books from his locker.
"Wanky" the Latino stated smirking.
"Totally" Brittany agreed before prancing off with her friend. Kurt just shook his head he knew he looked a little different but what the hell was causing this?
He took off for the cafeteria and waited patiently in the line like always letting people shove in front of him. He tried to hide the fact that it was ripping him apart inside that no one respected him in the least but whatever.
Finally having managed to get his food; a Couple slices of pizza and a bottle of lemonade, he turned around to locate the guys. He quickly spotted them waving him over and began to walk towards them when a thick leg shot out and tripped him over.
Landing flat on his front his face just slammed into the greasy food and straight away all he could hear was people's laughter. It's not that he wasn't use to it but this was like really loud in fact it was echoing inside his head. He just wanted to scream for everyone to shut up and block his ears but first he needed to pick himself up.
He settled one palm on the side of the tray and pushed his torso up with his elbow. Upon seeing everyone laughing hysterically he scrambled up quickly only to find that like the desk this it was clinging to his hand. He tried shaking it off even going as far as swinging in circles which only served to make him look like an idiot.
He gave up choosing to just run from the room when suddenly with a curled fist he managed to rid himself of the tray only for it to fly back into someone's face.
He turned back only to realise the tray had flew into none other than Sebastian Smythe's face.
His whole body ran cold with fear as he just started a brisk walk out of the cafeteria, not daring to look back.
...
Sebastian stood from his table with fists slamming the plastic. How dare that freak fling that tray at his face and embarrass him like this?
Everyone was laughing at him now and the noise was enough to make him go red in the face. He was sure that if it were possible he would have steam coming out of his ears.
"He is gonna get it" He ground out relenting when he felt Blaine's arms tug him back into his seat.
"Come on Seb, just leave the kid alone" Blaine tried to soothe his boyfriend when secretly he was dying to go and check on Kurt.
"Yeah well I'm going to teach him a lesson"
...
Kurt had spent the whole of lunch period tucked away in the old bathroom no one cared to go in. A couple of years ago the school had been funded to work up some parts they managed two build two new bathrooms before an accident in the science lab caused the school a couple of law suits and other classrooms to be re-done. So the rest of the bathrooms had been left deserted unless necessary but no one went in this particular bathroom anyway because a freshman claimed to see a ghost in here or some other shit that everyone chose to believe to add excitement to their lives.
Either way Kurt was just glad he had a place he could escape too.
He managed to attend all of his lessons without incident well apart from a locker shove or two but there was no sign of Sebastian and his followers of jocks until the end of the day.
Kurt was trying to be as quick as possible in getting his stuff out of his locker and heading out to the car. He was close too until he was slammed back into the lockers with more force than usual.
Sebastian picked Kurt up by the collar and slammed him up against the lockers again.
"Oh look it's the freak" He spat out and Kurt without thinking gripped onto Sebastian's fists and tried to pry him off when he didn't budge he tightened his grip and heard a sickening snap.
"FUCK!" Sebastian howled rubbing his hands. A crowd had gathered now everyone chanting the word 'fight' and Blaine was hanging back anxious of what was to happen next.
"What the hell?" Sebastian shouted at Kurt's retreating back just as he went to lunge for the boy Kurt had a slow motion sense of what was to come. He could feel the wind being pushed against his skin slowly as a fist came at him. Doing a matrix style bend he managed to swiftly get out of the way.
Another fist came at him just as quickly but this time he took a grip of his forearm and bent it back before slamming a heavy fist into the pained face. With a strength he never knew he possessed he delivered another punch to his face before one final hit to his chest and stomach that took the air out of him.
Sebastian flew back into the lockers almost having been knocked out by the impact. Blaine rushed to his boyfriend's side at once looking at Kurt as if he was a three headed dog.
"Get out of here" He said, voice strained and shaking his head as he turned back to his moaning boyfriend.
The crowd around them wore matching looks to Blaine's and it pained Kurt to have the man he loved look at him like that.
Kurt looked down at his still curled fist in shock and ran out of the hallway. He could still hear shouts of 'freak' and 'weirdo' as if he was right next to the person shouting them. Tears threatened to pool his eyes but he forced them back with a choked sob.
What was happening to him?
So how did you like it? :3
I'm sorry if it seemed too stupid with the part with Kurt's 'area' you know in the mirror ;) but I HAD TOO! I'm sorry!
If there is anything so far you'd like to see happen let me know although it may not happen as I do have a general idea with what's happening in this fic!
OH and Wes, David, Nick and Jeff? Any guesses about them and you know (can't say without giving it away) but guesses and notions are welcome!
Any particular characters you like, any you hate? I wanna know! So review please :)
Finally please tell me a different story you may want to see updated I'm literally all over the place and I know I shouldn't have started a new one but I had too! Sorry :(
