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Blaine wake up the next morning. Weird, all the aches had gone away and he felt normal again but also…not normal at the same time. Blaine got up and started to change. He took off his shirt and looked in the mirror and was confused. He looked…. muscular. He now had six-pack abs which he didn't have before and his chest and biceps looked more…. toned. He also felt stronger. Eventually Blaine decided it was just his imagination.
He grabbed his deodorant and put it on and set it down well, tried to put it down. It was…sticking to his hand. He tried shaking his hand around to get it off but it wasn't working. He grabbed it with his other and and it came off but, now it was stuck to his other hand.
"What the hell?" He quietly whispered to himself. He gently scraped his hand against the edge of the desk to get it off. Once it was off he looked at his hands.
They look pretty normal, he thought. But his thoughts were interrupted when a sound made him jump and instant look over to his window. The sound was a car door shutting across the street. How could he have possible heard that and instantly jump to the sound?
Blaine kept asking himself questions.
Blaine went to the bathroom and grabbed the toothpaste and when he squeezed it to put it on his toothbrush, it squirted all over the mirror.
What? I barely squeezed it…he thought. This time he ever so gently squeezed it onto his toothbrush and he turned on the sink. But he tore the nozzle off and water started squirting at him. Blaine put his hands in front of him to block the water and reached for a towel and put it over the sink to stop the squirting.
He went downstairs.
"You okay kid? Your Aunt said you were acting a bit…strange last night" Uncle Ben said.
"Uh yeah…I-I'm perfectly fine." Blaine lied.
"Okay, if you're sure…" Ben said worriedly.
"I'm sure" Blaine said trying to convince him. "I think I'm just going to go out for a while…"
Blaine grabbed his skateboard and skated to down to the abandoned skate park behind an abandoned warehouse. This was a place Blaine could think. He sat against the back wall of the warehouse and looked at his hands. Nothing seemed unusual.
Then why are they so sticky? He asked himself.
He stood up placing a hand on the wall as he did and couldn't get it off then. He tried pulling as hard as he could, but with no luck.
"What the hell?!" He shouted to himself.
Then Blaine decided getting mad and shouting wasn't going to work. He tried to calm down. Once he was calm he tried to pull his hand off the wall, and it worked. His hand was free again.
"What's happening to me?" Blaine asked himself. Then he looked at his other hand, the one that wasn't stuck to the wall, this was a silver string hanging on his hand. He rolled up his sleeve and saw the silver string was coming out of his wrist. Blaine grabbed the string and pulled it so it snapped out of his wrist and he started to examine it.
Looks like a spider web string, Blaine thought. But how? How had it been coming out of him?
Blaine wondered if there was more in his wrist. There must be some way to get it out. He started looking at his wrist trying to see if there is some way the web on there. All of the sudden a web shot out like a bullet. It was attached to the ground. Blaine looked at it in amazement.
It was coming out of his wrist. Forming a web. He knew how he did it. As he was looking at his wrist he did a whole bunch of movements with his hand. Blaine looked at his other hand and did the same motion. He pressed his two middle fingers down and a web shot out of his wrist. Doing just the same as the other. Forming a web. Blaine relaxed and tried to let go of the webs from his wrist. It worked; the webs were no longer attached to his wrist.
Blaine was astonished. He though for a moment…maybe…if his hands are sticky enough he should be about to climb up a wall…
He turned to face the wall. He put on hand on the wall and then the other. Then he took the other one off and put it up higher, then the same with the other and so on and so on. Soon he was on the roof of the building. Blaine couldn't help but smile and look at his hands.
"Woo!" He shouted off the building.
He carefully climbed back down and got on his skateboard and skated home.
"Hey Aunt May, hey uncle Ben!" He said as he walked in the door.
"Hi Honey, why so happy?" Asked aunt May.
"Uh, I just feel extremely happy today." The Short boy replied.
"Okay. So you came home yesterday, grabbed some food and I didn't see you the rest of the night." She said.
"Oh, I just was really hungry and I was feeling kind of sick." He replied.
"So you're feeling better?" She asked.
"Yeah, this is the best I've ever felt actually" Blaine said smiling. "I'll be up in my room if you need me." He went up the stairs and ran into his room and shut the door and shot a web to the wall and to the other wall then released it and so there was a web line going from wall to wall in his room. He stared at it and then decided to flick it and watch it shake. Then he shot more webs all over his room. Then layed down on his bed with his hands behind his head.
Yep. Blaine Anderson's life is going to change.
Blaine went to school that Monday. He put his skateboard in his locker and grabbed his books and went to Physics class. He sat down in his seat in the back like usual. Kurt walked into the classroom. Blaine stared at him and Kurt took his usual seat one row over and one seat ahead of Blaine's.
The teacher, Mr. Jones, started talking. The class got assigned to do a project due in a month, with partners. But Mr. Jones was going to assign them. Which Blaine was happy about, it meant he would get assigned partners with Kurt. The teacher started calling out names of the partners.
"Blaine Anderson and Kurt Hummel." Mr. Jones said. And after he finished announcing partners he said, "Okay get with your partners a chose a topic."
Kurt got up and moved to the desk next to me. "Hi Blaine."
God, Blaine loved hearing Kurt say his name. "Hi Kurt. So what do you want to do for the project?" Blaine asked.
"I was thinking maybe heat energy?" Kurt replied.
"Sure, sounds perfect." The shorter boy said.
"Are you okay? Something about you seems…different." Kurt said.
"Yeah, I've never been better!" Blaine said enthusiastically.
"Okay…" Kurt said.
They went up and told Mr. Jones the topic they chose. "Hmm…heat energy? Boys I may be able to help you with that. A friend of mine, Dr. Octavious, works at Oscorp and he's working on a project that might help you guys with your project. Normally, I would suggest this but you boys are the smartest in the class." Mr. Jones said.
"Really? That'd be great!" The taller boy said.
"Yeah, it would be cool." Blaine added.
"Great, just go to Oscorp after school on Wednesday." The teacher told them.
"Will do, sir." Blaine said.
That Monday after school, Blaine was at his locker, putting his books in his bag. Karofsky and some other jocks walked up behind him.
"Hey loser." He spat out.
"Karofsky, go away." Blaine said not even looking at him, still putting his books in his bag.
"You're really telling me what to do?" The bigger boy said.
Blaine felt brave at that moment and said, "Yeah, now get the hell out of my way." He grabbed his skateboard and closed his locker.
"You're looking for a fight, aren't you?" Karofsky asked.
"No, I'm looking to get around your fat ass to go home." Blaine said. And that it hit it. Karofsky was pissed. He threw a punch at Blaine. But Blaine felt tingle that made him subconsciously move, dodging the punch.
Karofsky threw another punch, and the same thing happened. Blaine felt a tingle and ducked down, dodging the punch. Karofsky looked at Blaine, obviously frustrated. Blaine just looked amazed at himself.
"Come on, dude. Just hit him." One of the jocks said to Karofsky.
Karofsky threw a punch, aiming right for Blaine's face. Blaine felt the tingle again and punch his hand up catching Karofsky's fist. Karofsky looked at him confused.
Blaine felt…powerful. He bent his arm a bit and then extended it, pushing Karofsky back. The bigger boy stumbled backwards.
Blaine picked up his skateboard and left the school and skated back to the skate park and warehouse. Blaine climbed back up the wall to the roof. And he sat down on the edge looking at the city. On the other side of the street there was a taller building, it was kind of a rundown apartment building.
Blaine looked up towards the top of the building and then looked at his wrist. And he got an idea. He stood up, looking at the apartment building.
"I must be out of my mind. This is suicide." He said to himself as shot a web up to the top of the building. He took a deep breath and jumped off the warehouse.
He felt like he was falling but…he wasn't. He was swinging, holding onto the web. He shot another one with his other hand to the top of a different building, letting go of the previous web attached to the apartment building.
He landed on the roof of a shorter building, letting go of the web. Blaine looked at his hands, smiling. He went over to the side and climbed down and went back to the skate park and grabbed his skateboard and skated home.