Here's the next chapter! sorry for any mistakes or anything i just noticed them in my last chapter so sorry about that! im gonna try and get out at least a chapter every few days but its gonna depend on my schedule but i can only promise that i wont give up on this! Also what do you think R&R! i love all the alerts i got so thank you for taking an interest in this! Disclaimer:I dont own anything glee related or fox owned the only thing i own is the plot and my characters!
She was seven years old when it first happened, the first time she lost control.
She had just moved to Lima, Ohio her papi being a doctor managed to land a job at the local hospital. Her English was rough but she could understand most of what people were saying. When she started school it was different and not the good kind, the kids were harsh and made fun of her for her 'funny accent' and not being about to speak right.
She was lonely even lonelier than that obnoxious berry girl with her Pony sweaters who only had that blond girl Lynn?.. No, Quinn to play with. She had tried on several occasions to befriend her but she usually ran away from the Latina.
Santana sighed as she sat under the tree near the other side of the field on school grounds. She hated this place and these people, she wanted to go home to Peurto Rico and play with her friend Valencia and go to the market and watch the older kids play soccer in the street.
So indulged in her thoughts she didn't pay attention to the girl that was standing in front of her until the girl poked her in the forehead. She flinched in surprise at the contact and looked up ready to rip into whoever had the gall to touch her Santana Carmen Lopez.
What she saw changed her life, literally.
She saw an angel in human form a halo of blond hair and ocean blue eyes that were filled with happiness and curiosity. To Santana she was perfection, the girl asked her something but she hadn't been paying attention to caught up the sight before that she couldn't listen. When the girl talked again it was calming she was immediately relaxed when she heard her speak.
"Hi, I'm Brittany, who are you? You look lonely, do you wanna be friends?"
'Brittany what a wonderful name' Santana thought dazedly still staring unabashedly at Brittany. The fair haired girl stared back at the Latina for what felt like minutes. Realizing she was keeping the girl waiting she forced a response through her broken English "I'm Santana, nice.. to meet.. you."
Brittany giggled happily and sat down next to Santana "Your really pretty i like your name it sounds like Santa, are you Santa's daughter?" Santana was dumbfounded by the question but found it oddly adorable at the same time. She already knew he didn't exist but Brittany seemed oblivious to the myth which she alsp found oddly endearing. Santana asked a question that was burning on her tongue she wanted this girl to be her best friend and she was gonna have her. Pushing her limited English vocabulary to it's limit she managed to blur out "Be..My best friend..No?"
Brittany looked confused for a moment before she happily held out her pinkie and exclaimed "Lets be best friends"
With the offer of the pinky came the love and adoration we know today as brittana but back then was known as best friends. To little girl Santana that was the world on a silver platter, to little girl Brittany that was a girl to play hide and seek with and go to the park together feed the ducks.
To the U.S. Government that was the beginning of their very painful asskicking.
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It was a month after the first meeting of Santana and Brittany, they had been inseparable ever since. Sleepovers, park visits, games of hide and seeks just like Brittany wanted. Hearing Brittany laugh and smile and being the cause of it just like Santana wanted. It was unusual for somebody so young to act the way they do with anybody but unknowingly to anybody including Santana herself the serum she was injected with when she was a child plays a huge part in her responses to Brittany almost heightening it to an alarming extent. But their parents weren't worried they actually thought it was adorable the way Santana doted on Brittany.
It was another day at Lima elementary
The sky was clear, the birds were chirping and Santana just broke Azimio Jackson's nose.
10 minutes ago-
It was recess, Santana was pushing Brittany on the swings trying to get her to go higher, the dutch girl was screaming in joy loving the feeling of flying. Santana had to quit for a second to catch her breath so Brittany slowly came down and grinned at the latina girl "Your turn santy!" Santana though declined and said she had to go to the bathroom. "ill be back in a minute you keep swinging see if you get to the moon before i do!" The tiny lopez rushed off quickly so she could hurry back to her companion.
Not even 30 seconds after she was gone one of the biggest bullies in the school went right up to Brittany who was just sitting on the swing waiting for her friend to comeback. She didn't want to go to the moon alone. Azimio wouldn't dare do this with Santana around after meeting Brittany her attitude took a turn for the fierce and nobody messed with her for fear of her beating the snot out them. But Dave had dared him to push Brittany and he didn't want to look like a wimp in front of his friends. So the big boy sauntered up behind the oblivious blond and without a moments thought pushed her violently to the ground, her surprised yelp as she hit the ground quickly turned into harsh sobs as she clutched her knee to her chest watching as the cut on it started to bleed.
Azimio laughed and pointed at her yelling that she was a crybaby. He had no idea that Santana had seen him do and the dark aura of rage surrounding her was about to unleashed on his unfortunate looking face. Santana saw red the edges of her vision had taken on a hue of crimson and if you dared look her in the eye at the moment you would see a red hue in it as well. The Latina with a grace far exceeding her years pounced on Azimio's back taking him to the ground and shoving his face in the dirt. She was yelling in Spanish at him, he didn't understand and he was terrified. The tiny girl roughly turned the heavy set boy on his back and started to punch him the face with vigor each punch coming down with power behind it. Azimio tried hitting her back and managed to knock her off him. Scrabbling to his feet he got his bearings and went after Santana like a bull after the red cape. He sent one punch flying, she was distracted by Brittany for just a second, that one second was all it took for him to get her in the eye. She went down and laid there for a second, she heard Brittany sob her name in fear. Something snapped in her, she hated when the blond girl got scared she got this teary eyed look on her face and it just broke The tiny fighters heart. She growled loud and animalistic as she got up and ran at him tackling him to the ground she sat on his chest and she peppered his face with her fists until finally with a war cry she hit him one last time, the last one came down with a sickening crack. Azimio squealed in pain and started crying pushing the girl off him in a surprising feat of strength and rushing off with his proverbial tale between his legs, Santana yelled something in Spanish that could be translated as "You better run you stupid asshole" staggered off to Brittany's side still talking in Spanish trying to comfort the injured girl on the ground.
Brittany looked at Santana and saw her eye which was starting to darken. She whimpered as reached for the brunette putting a hand on her face and rubbing along the blackening skin of her cheekbone. Brittany whispered "My hero" to Santana as she put her head into the girls shoulder.
The smile on the Santana Carmen Lopez face in that moment was blinding. She liked the sound of that, being Brittany's hero made her feel like she could do anything. So she promised right then and there to do anything and everything possible to be that dutch girls hero.
She wouldn't know it now but those words were going to be put to the ultimate test in future. We can only hope she can keep her silent promise.
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