Hey Guys! Wow, this is new, so those who have seen my previous work would know that I'm...not very good at keeping updates at a regular basis and would most likely not update for like what a year? But, well, it is the holidays and since Christmas is up, I might as well give you guys an early Christmas present with this. So, I am not sure when I would be able to update the next chapter as I'm still writing it and forming the story. Anyways, please take note, this story is an AU so it is not of the original Glee Universe, ok? So please read this before you read.
NOTE: There is not Hudmel residence, Carole and Burt did not get married as to incorporate the story plot into this. Finn and Kurt are both in Glee Club and Blaine is not the boyfriend, he's the BEST friend, for now. Oh yeah, Finn and Kurt are like sworn brothers. There would be more changes along the way, would update you if there was. I am NOT telling you the surprise,ok? So don't ask me about it. But hinting has to do with his mother...hehehe
Also, I am not American so I don't really know about the education system that you guys have over there, so please correct me about the ages, I'm really not too sure. And that Dave is still Kurt's tormentor, he is still being bullied, etc.
Ok, so warnings: Probably bullying cases, mild ones though, if you're uncomfortable, forgo this chapter, don't read it, ok?
So, that's all the warnings and precautions to this chapter and for the rest of the chapters. Yea, hope you enjoy this Chapter and yes forgot to mention one thing, Blaine is a Junior in this, Kurt and the respective cast are Seniors. So, sit back, relax and enjoy the Show! Let me know what you think about this! Read N Review! Also, thank you for those who reviewed, I appreciate it a lot, and I hope a few more from you guys would too! =D
~Vi Taunt
~ Year 2002, 800 years after The Incident ~
A Bubbly 8 year old boy held his mother's hand while adding a bounce into his step, humming along to the latest song with a big grin on his face. His mother although wearing a thin smile on her face, her worry-some expression could not be hidden. The pair have just arrived back from The Selection and things do not look too good. The Selection is when the children who come of age, which happens to be 8, are given their Spirits, or to see if their SoulKeepers or not. You see, when The Incident changed everything, SoulKeepers are allowed to live in both worlds and if they marry a human, their blood would not be tarnished and you are either a SoulKeeper or completely not. So, if one parent be it male or female, is a SoulKeeper, there could be a chance that the child is a SoulKeeper as well. Due to this, the child, human or not, would have to attend the The Selection, no matter what. If the child was a human, their memories would be wiped as to keep their race a secret. If the child is a Soulkeeper, they would be able to move between dimensions only with their SoulKeeper parent for classes or to the alleged School placed on Earth to teach the ways of being a SoulKeeper. And since Elizabeth, the woman, is a SoulKeeper, her son could be too and turns out, he is.
However, her son was not a normal SoulKeeper and thus was in danger if he were to stay here, with the risk of being exposed. She knew this would happen, Chronos predicted this might happen. They even prepared for this day. Thus, they would need to hide him and fast. Elizabeth opened the door and placed a fake smile on her face as she entered the front door with her son in tow.
"We're home!" She greeted her husband who happened to be on the couch watching a football game. He turned and saw his wife and son back and gave them a wry smile. He then switched off the television, got off the couch and approached them.
"Hi Sweetie, hey Kiddo!" He greeted them. He then gave a kiss to his wife's cheek and crouched down to his son's level and kissed his forehead.
"So, how was it?" Burt, the man asked.
"It was great, Dad, you should have seen it! It was huge and the things there are just magical! Oh yeah, I got a present too! Look," he raised his pendant from the necklace round his neck, eager to show his father.
Burt gave a smile and answered, "That's great kiddo, I'm glad you like it there." He looked up to his wife and she shook her head. He then turned to his son who was still ranting and interrupted him. "Son, why don't you go back to your room first? Your mother and I have something to discuss. Well, meet you in your room, ok?"
At first, the boy looked disheartened but he kept his composure and nodded his head. He then smiled again and trotted up the stairs. Quiet muffled voices and mummers were all he could hear from his parents and he did not know what to do, they sounded worried. If only he could take away their worry.
Suddenly, glass being shattered was heard from the floor below him, gasps from his parents, cries came from his father and screams came from his mother. His eyes widened and he knew what he had to do, his parents taught him things to do in situations like this. Well, if it came to this. He went to his room and hid under his bed. He held his breath as the door slammed open. Heavy footsteps could be heard and black boots appeared in the front of the bed. He tried not to make a sound and pray they would be dumb enough to check under the bed. The footsteps started again and they started to fade away. Once he knew that they were gone, he got out from under his bed and before he thought that everything was over that he and his family was safe, he heard a loud cry of his name in a distance.
~ Year 2012, 10 years after The Selection incident ~
"KURT!"
"Kurt!" A shot was heard and echoed, gasps coming from him escaped and a 'No!' was heard that sounded a lot like his Dad's.
"Kurt..." It got fainter.
"Don't go, Don't go! NO!" He cried.
The teen woke up suddenly, with a jolt. His breathing was heavy and rapid, his eyes were as wide as saucers and his back was covered in a layer of sweat which made his bed and his shirt slightly wet. Once he surveyed his surroundings, he calmed down and took a deep breath. He then sighed and thought, 'Again? Why does keep happening to me?!'
Abruptly, his alarm sprung to life and he jumped out of his skin. Once he found the source of his annoyance in the morning, he calmed down and slammed the alarm clock down in frustration. 'Not again, I'm waking up before my alarm clock? This is ridiculous!' he thought and huffed in exasperation. He looked out his bedroom window. 'It's still dark-out', he sighed, 'since I'm already up, might as well...'with that thought he lifted the covers off himself and got out of bed. Once he made his bed, he started his day with his daily morning routine. He has been waking up in the middle of night at least once a week and every other morning before his alarm clock sounds, especially during the 'death' of his mother or any special occasion that has to involve his mother. His mother, Elizabeth, 'died' when he was 8, he cannot really remember what happened to mother as the memory was foggy, but his father just told him that it was due to a 'car crash incident' and she died on impact. However, the same recurring dream, which was really foggy to him seem to take place whenever the dates have anything to do with his mother. But he cannot figure out why.
The lanky teen trotted down the stairs and since he was the first one in the kitchen, he started getting breakfast ready for him and his dad.
"Kurt, why are you up so early? Again?" A man's voice asked.
"Morning to you too, Dad," the boy greeted his father as he entered the kitchen.
"Morning, now why are you up so early? Still can't sleep? Are you still having that," he made some weird gestures and continued, "you know..." he trailed off lamely as he picked up his cup of ready made coffee on the kitchen table.
Kurt sighed. "Yes," he groaned in frustration, "I can't seem to make anything out of it, all I hear is my name being called out and I don't know," he shrugged. "Strangely, it's the same dream, every night, why? I really don't know and I'm so confused..." he furrowed his brows in concerntration as he thought about his dream long and hard.
"Well, it could be a phase, don't worry about it, it'll go away, just do your best this year, it's the last year before you graduate remember?" his father comforted him.
"Perhaps you're right..." Kurt mumbled.
"Cheer up, Kiddo," Burt, his dad, smiled at his son and patted him on the back lightly.
"Thanks Dad," he smiled back in return as he tried to push this issue to the back of his mind.
As Kurt went into the car and headed off to his high school, Mckinley High School, Kurt pondered about the dream while he drove. Kurt Hummel is a normal average gay teen and is a senior at his school. He is of course, 18 years old, and and has coiffed chestnut hair, sea blue-green eyes and has impeccable taste for fashion. However, he may seem like a normal guy but he is actually special, yet he doesn't know it, for now. He has achieved a lot in his high school years, and changed things in his small town Ohio's thinking about his sexuality, but only to a minimum. On top of this big secret, he has glee, his classes and graduation, not mention NYADA Auditions and other colleges applications, such as for Parsons, etc. You see, his life not always a bed of roses, neither is it now, his mother 'died' when he was 8, he was bullied almost everyday since then and from his coming out days to his senior year now, saying that he had been through a lot, would be considered an understatement. But that did not stop him in his tracks but made him determined to show the world his talent, However, this could be the biggest struggle that has been thrown into his life yet.
Kurt then saw the 'Mckinley High' board and drove into the school's parking lot. After he parked his car, turned the engine off, he opened the door, closed it and locked it securely. Kurt then made a bee line for his locker, having a brief exchange of greeting to his friends. The reason for the rush to his locker was because he knew what was in store for him. And that was Blaine, his best friend who happens to be an open gay himself. Blaine a junior which he got acquainted back in his Sophmore year. Blaine was new to school and due to an accidental meeting, they clicked together quickly. So ever since then, the two would be seen around the school glued to the hip and like two peas in a pod. Over the lifespan of their friendship, the two shared secrets, laughs, fights, moments that would only be treasured by them.
Kurt saw his best friend, who happens to be his locker mate, at a distance in the sparsely crowded hallways of the school. He grinned and was about to call out as he covered the remaining distanceto their lockers when...
BAM! Kurt did not see that coming. He felt a little shocked as he should have seen that coming. Geez, it always happens when he's around his best friend, as in he would forget his surroundings and feel safe, wonder why? What took place was that he was shoved into a neighbouring locker harshly by one of the dumb jocks of the school. To think that this happening on a daily basis, he should have known it could have happen anytime, anywhere in school.
"Watch where you're going Fairy!" One of the jocks remarked as they walked off without a second glance at the incident that occurred. Kurt glared at their backs, hoping that if looks could kill, he would have butchered them by now. Kurt groaned quietly and rubbed his shoulder that made contact with the hard metal. 'That's going to hurt for the rest of the day,' he thought.
"Kurt, Kurt, you alright?" Blaine saw and came rushing forward to help his best friend.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," Kurt dismissed the lie lightly with a wave of his hand.
"You sure?" Blaine asked once more, eyes filled with worry and concern for the boy. 'Oh Blaine, if only you knew how adorable you are like that...why do you resemble a puppy?' he thought.
Kurt rolled his eyes, repositioned his bag as he walked, saying, "Yes Blaine, I'm fine, see, I'm breathing. Come on, nothing to fear..." Kurt trailed off as a note floated down to the base of his locker as he opened it.
"What's that?" Blaine asked.
"I'm not sure...," Kurt replied dryly. He knew what was in it and just wanted to get this part of day done and over it. Kurt went to pick it up and opened the note with great care. He sighed in annoyance. It was another insulting note for him from the bullies of the school. That one word that he knows very well but still it hurts; FAG. Just when he thought things could not get worse, they do. Waking up already tired and grumpy from a lack of sleep did not help with the situation either. But hey, that's life. He closed his eyes to calm himself and opened them once more. He then took the books he needed, slammed his locker and turned to his best friend.
"Ready to go?" He asked with a slight smile on his face. Blaine merely nodded, not trusting himself to comfort his boy-erm, friend, best friend. Yeah a boy who is his friend, as there was no use. This happened everyday, what's the point in saying that it's going to get better in this high school life when this happens everyday? So that is why, they refuse to talk about it and ignore the hurt and pain and focus on things other than the bullying. With that, they continued on their journey to their classes.
Alright I'm going to just stop it here. Initially, I had it all written down and ready to go but I don't have a lot of time write that much, so I'll just split the chapter up. If you like this, don't forget to review, favourite or follow cuz it would mean a lot to me and if you review, more comes to you. Not only would I feel motivated, I would be able to update regularly, so once again thank you to those who have reviewed and those who have not, feel free to. So, see ya guys in 2013, I would not be updating until next year, so bye! =D Hope we all survive cuz rite now, where I live it's 21st Dec, so see yea if I'm alive, bye! =D
~Vi Taunt
