Eeehehehehe! Chapter two! Oh and murder me for the two Wicked references. I couldn't help it.

I don't own much apart from my laptop and a few magazines, so I don't own Glee or Wicked or Idina or House of Night, worse luck.

Reviews are lovely!

Santana rapped quickly on Kurt's house's door, while Brittany helped the weak Kurt up the path.

Mr. Hummel opened the door, and smiled at Santana. "Hello, you go to Mc Kinley, right?" He said, looking at her Cheerios outift.

"You're in Glee with- KURT!" He cut off, and ran towards his son.

"Has he been attacked?" He roared, grabbing Kurt who shook his shoulders and lifted his fringe.

"Yes, dad." He said to his fathers astonished face. "I've been marked. And so has Rachel." He shuddered, and stormed into the house, sighing with relief from the bright sun.

Santana and Brittany burst in, and went down with him to his room to pack while Mr. Hummel just gaped, before googling the nearest House of Night. It was in Lima, only a bit away.

Funny, I never knew about it... Mr. Hummel mused.

Kurt came back up, carrying his school satchel, two more bags and a trolley case.

Brittany and Santana lugged a huge suitcase, full of Kurt's clothes up the stairs, and Mr. Hummel helped them carry it out. "I need to tell Mercedes." Kurt sighed, and traipsed back into the house, sitting on the small couch in the hall.

"Um, hi Mercedes. Are you alone? No... Okay, go somewhere where you'll be alone. No, I haven't go myself a boyfriend. Okay, alone now?" He muttered, turning red. Sometimes Mercedes was too eager for him to have a boyfriend.

"This will be a shock, but I need you to listen, and to come over afterwards. Here it goes. I- I've been Marked."

A loud shriek came out the speaker, and Kurt cringed away from it.

"Ssssh! And so had Rachel." Cue another scream.

"White boy, ya gotta be KIDDIN me!" Mercedes screamed.

"As much as I wish, I'm not. Now come over please! Quickly. You're coming with me. No way am I going to a new school without you!" He shook, and Brittany hugged him.

"Brittany and Santana are here. Yes, Rachel's okay. She's happy, I'd say. Finn, Mike and Matt are helping her. I need to call her now. Come quick!" He said, hanging up and dialling Rachel.

"Hey Rach. You okay? Listen, the nearest school is in Lima. I've called Mercedes. She's coming over. I'll pick you up on my way. My car has space for all of us." He said, swinging his foot irritably.

"Mhmm. Yes. Santana knows all this stuff. I'm sure you can go back for more of your things later. I don't know if we share rooms, lemme ask." He groaned. "Santana! D'ya share a room?" He yelled down the hall. A muffled yes came back, and he picked up the phone.

"Worse luck, we do. And knowing my luck, I'll end up with a homophobe." He said, clicking on the speaker and bringing it down with him to his room before grabbing some last minute items.

My room is so bare. He thought, looking around the clean empty room.

"Ow..." He muttered, as a flash of sun caught his eye, and Rachel blabbed on.

"Listen Rach, I gotta G to G. I'll be there soon, no worries. Kay, bye."

A big black SUV pulled up outside the Berry's house, and the two Mr. Berry's came out, holding tissues and wiping their eyes.

"Is there space for us?" Asked the taller one, Nathan.

"Uh, yeah." Kurt said, pushing his cap further over his face.

Rachel came out, wearing a huge, pink floppy sunhat.

"Rachel. I know the sun hurts and all, but please. It's like my little cousins sunhat." He scowled.

"Well, it's all I could find. My lovely beanie," Kurt mimed a vomit, "Won't work."

"Just get in already." He snapped, opening the front passenger seat.

I'd never let Rachel go shotgun in normal circumstances, so why let her now? Oh yeah, because I'd better be nice so I will have an ally when I go to a new school!

"Is that all we are bringing?" He quipped, looking in the back.

Finn, Brittany, Santana, Mike, Matt, Mercedes, Nathan Berry, John Berry, Burt Hummel and Quinn were all squashed in the back seat, looking uncomfortable.

"This is ridiculous. I'm going in my car. Brittany, Mike, Matt, come." Santana spat, getting out with the three other gleeks, and they piled into her mini, leaving some more space for the crowded people in Kurt's SUV.

Just as he started the engine, Rachel squeaked.

"What is it Rach?" Kurt sighed, exasperated.

"I forgot my RENT CD!" She shrieked, climbing out.

"Okay, I can forgive that one. Forgetting an amazing soundtrack is a no-no." He said, tapping the wheel.

Rachel came back, red in the face and wiping her forehead.

"It's getting worse to be outside." She murmured, hopping in.

"Let's go already! Before you two faint or something." Finn cut in, hitting Kurt on his shoulder.

"Yeah, yeah."

The car pulled away from the curb and Rachel turned, taking a long last glance at her home, before a tear escaped her straight face.

"Welcome, welcome. We've been expecting you. Most unusual two fledglings get marked in such a short time span, and they know each other! No harm though, you will help each other settle in." The hastily spoken words came from a tall, thin woman with wavy brown hair that reached her bottom. More importantly, her face had delicate blue marks, knotted around her face in the shape of musical instruments and stars.

"You're a vampyre..." Breathed Rachel, her eyes fixed on the womans face.

"I am. I am high priestess Idina." The woman said, smiling. "I run the Lima House of Night."

"Idina..." They both breathed. Kurt was the first to realize, as Rachel was preoccupied with the marks on the woman's face.

"Not.. Idina Menzel?"

"I am."

Rachel and Kurt both squealed, high noises that sounded out of the quiet surroundings.

"I love your work!" Rachel shrieked, while Kurt just stared at her, his mouth hanging open.

"Kurt, close your mouth, you silly boy!" Mercedes burst in, stepping forward to shake her friend out of his trance.

"I must say, it gives me a thrill to be recognized. Most of my students are preoccupied with other things than musical delights." She laughed lightly.

"I see you have some friend with you." Raising an 'brow, she scanned the crowd, and then the door burst open.

"Maan, why didn't anyone tell us!" Came an annoying voice.

"Because Puck," Kurt said, smoothly turning around, "Me and Rachel here could have died."

His face softened at the expression on Puck's face.

"Hey Tina and Artie." He nodded at the shocked girl and the wheelchair bound boy.

"Um, Ms. Menzel?" Rachel spoke up.

"Call me Idina."

"Idina, what do we do now?" She blushed.

"Come into my office and we can get you sorted out." She said, turning and striding down the corridor. As the group followed, she turned back. "Only the parents of Kurt and Rachel please."

Burt, Nathan and John stepped forward, and followed her.

They stepped into her cosy, yet glamorous office and sat down on the couch.

"Well, I'm very pleased to hear you two sing and dance, and are a part of Mc Kinley Glee club. You did very well in regionals."

Rachel's eyes popped. "You.. You know us?" She stammered.

"Of course. I've heard alo t about the talented members of Mc Kinley High Glee club. I expect you two will do well as future vampyres. Now, to sort out dorms and names. You can change your name legally when you enter this school. Will either of you change your names?"

Kurt shook his head, but Rachel mulled it over. "Can I add a name to my current name?" She got a nod. "Could I be Rachel Glinda Berry?" She asked nervously.

"Rachel Glinda Berry." Kurt repeated, and nodded. "I like it."

"Rachel Glinda Berry you are then." Idina smiled, and wrote something on a form.

Rachel Glinda Berry. The words fitted in Rachel's mouth like they had been used her entire life.