Chapter Three:
Blaine 'Quinton' Anderson
"Kurt, I really don't think we should be here. I've heard stories and I think it sounds pretty scary and dangerous. I'm too young to die." Blaine said being the perfect, scared boyfriend that Kurt loved to protect.
"Don't worry my dear Warbler. I'm sure all the crap that Santana said about the Heights was wrong." Kurt said all knowingly, or so he thought.
"Yeah Other Gay Boy, San just needs to pretend to be bad-ass so she can protect me and Q. She doesn't really live over here." Brittany said cheerfully. They all continued to walk along the dusty rail road tracks. They would periodically check alleys and shops for any signs of their long lost friend, but Brittany and Kurt's advice on not listening to Santana's stories of The Heights did nothing to soothe Blaine.
Blaine knew exactly what The Heights were like as he had grown up in the alleys and run-down apartments on the wrong side of the tracks. His mother had died early on in his child hood due to breast cancer. It was rare, but the cancer had some how spread to liver and Mrs. Quinton had died of organ failure, leaving Blaine with his father. Now his father wasn't a bad guy and definitely didn't deserve to die the way he did. Mainly because he was truly and honest and hard working man. But that didn't matter if some gang or group decided you owed them money. It also doesn't matter what kind of person you are when they decide to kill you slowly for not having the money they want.
So Blaine knew what it was like in The Heights because after both of his parents died, he got involved into the gangs of Lima Heights Adjacent. And originally he never really planned on leaving. Sure he dreamed of it, dreamed of getting out, but he knew in his heart and mind that it was impossible, not to mention he had come to hold 'The Heights' in a special place in his heart as well as those of the gangs he was involved in. That was until the day he was hit by a car and immediately rushed to the hospital at fifteen years old. Only three days after turning fifteen he was thrown into a hospital and then into a foster care home after it was discovered he had no parents.
Then a year later he was adopted by the Anderson's and changed his name along with the adoption. He didn't want anyone to find him. But it seemed no matter how far he ran or where he'd hide, his past would catch up and grab him. So here he was at seventeen, trying even harder to get away as Kurt and Brittany suddenly had black pillow cases thrown over their heads and thrown to the ground. And while Blaine expected to have one thrown over his head as well, it never happened. Instead he was given the chance to look around, to see all of the old faces he never wished to see again before being pushed to the ground as well. Now that he was seeing these faces though-
"Long time no see Blainey Boy. Heard ya changed yer name. Ya tryin' to hide from us? Ya shoulda known you can't get away from us!" Braeden laughed maniacally before pulling Blaine back towards him by the ankle as Blaine attempted back away. "No escaping us now ya stupid Quinton boy. Yer just dumb as yer daddy. Guess that's why he got shot, isn't it?"
Blaine could easily handle anyone talking shit about him, but they were now insulting his father and that was not allowed! Blaine threw himself up at Braeden and managed to get a couple of hits to the antagonizing boy's face before being pulled away and thrown back to the ground. "Do NOT talk about my dad ever again! Keep him and his name out of your filthy mouth!"
"STOP! Razi, bring him over here. Heath and Lucas, take Braeden home. I can't have all you idiots fighting on my streets!" There was a chorus of 'Yes Ma'am's' and Braeden, Heath and Lucas left. Razi smacked Blaine upside the head to bring his attention to the woman in front of him. "Now what seems to be the problem Mr. Quinton? You should be happy to be home, back with your brothers and sisters."
"It's Anderson now. Blaine Anderson, Miss James. It's not that I'm not happy, I just don't appreciate my friends being pushed around and that kid talking about my father that way! I mean if he's going to talk about anyone's dad it should be yours! That assh-" Blaine was cut off by a slap to the face. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!"
"Oh Blaine, it's a little late for apologies. The damage has been done. Besides, you left long ago. We've all been waiting for you to return. You owe all of us a great deal after we took you in. I mean after your father died, you had no where else to go. You should have been grateful and yet you treat me of all people this way!"
"Rachel?!" The voice that rung out from under the pillow case shocked everyone. "Rachie is that you?" Both voices scared Rachel.
"Who have brought here!?" She kicked Blaine to the ground. "What are you doing here with these outsiders!?" Another kick, to the ribs this time, and Blaine spit up a little blood.
"I didn't bring them. They brought me. They're looking for someone!" Blaine knew she was definitely the one they were looking for. Obviously his previous mentor really didn't want to be found and he wouldn't give her up to a couple of prep kids from Upper Lima, no matter how much he loved them.
Nothing scared Rachel more than that last sentence for she now knew who's faces were hidden. There wasn't much Rachel could do, but have them escorted back to another part Lima. Granted, she could have them taken care of in other ways, but she couldn't bring herself to it when she had known them for so long.
"Daren, Ebony! Please take those two back to Upper Lima. Drop them off at... Where do you losers go to school?" Rachel directed the question to Blaine.
"Mc5Kinley Miss James. Thank you for letting them go."
"Yeah, whatever. Take them to McKinley. I'm sure these idiots can make it home from there."
"Sure thing, boss. We takin' 'em blind?"
"No. They've harassed me enough to know exactly who I am. That I'm not who they want me to be."
"Okay then... get up you two." The cases were pulled off of Brittany and Kurt's heads.
"What the hell is wrong with you? You used to be such a sweet kid. I get that we weren't the greatest friends, but you shouldn't be such a bi-" Ebony, having no problems hitting a gay kid, punched him in the diaphram with calculated force and he fell to his knees.
"Hey!" Brittany screamed and immediately helped Kurt up. "Leave him alone!"
"Maybe the kid shouldn't talk to the boss that way then. Hopefully he's learned his lesson." Daren scolded. "Now get walking. We have a while to go before we get to your stupid school."
"Wait, about Blaine Warbler? He's our friend and Glee's going to miss him if we don't bring him back."
"Yeah that's my boyfriend you're messing with!"
"We'll return your precious little Quinton boy later. Now get them out of here!" Ebony and Daren started to drag and push Brittany and Kurt down the road despite their protests. Even with Brittany trying to get Rachel to come back to them and with Kurt crying for Blaine to be let go, they managed to get them a few blocks away before calling for a ride. Ebony and Daren just couldn't handle the annoying Upper Lima brats anymore.
"Listen here Blaine, you disappeared and never came back. You ran away and you choose now to come back, alone with those two. Could be any stupider?" Rachel shook her head in disappointment. She had took him on herself. Showed him the ropes of 'The Heights.' Then he left. Sure he was hit by car and shit happens, yet he never attempted to come back. He used to be just as ruthless and did anything to survive. He was strong once. But now, he was different. He came back weak and pathetic. Insulting her and her so called father. He came back with the two that didn't know when to give up. "You could've had a second chance had you not insulted me."
"I'm sorry! I just couldn't let Kurt and Brittany see me do this..." Blaine trailed off as he got on one knee and bowed his head.
"You aren't proposing to me now, are you?" Rachel cocked an eyebrow and Blaine began to laugh a bit.
"Of course not Miss James! I would like to formally request entrance back into your band of outcasts. We worked well together and as much as I love my family and friends in Upper Lima, this was my home during those dark days. You helped me more than anyone and showed me the best path to avenge my father. Kurt doesn't have to know. Please accept me once more?" Blaine was an odd kid and Rachel could tell he did miss his brothers and sisters from Lima Heights Adjacent, yet he still wasn't ready to give up all that Upper Lima had to offer.
"And what will you say when this Kurt guy starts questioning your whereabouts all the time? Obviously you know now that I'm the one they've been trying to find. If you start disappearing a lot of the time they will begin to question you."
"Don't worry about it. I've got a plan forming already. Don't forget Miss James, I'm the smartest kid this group has seen other than you and Jesse. I can't be caught." Rachel held out her hand and Blaine shook it instantly and got up on his own.
"I'm trusting you this once Quinton. Don't screw it up. Now c'mon, I'll give you a lift to another part of town. Give me or Jesse a call sometime soon if you really want to start up again. We've got a date Friday and it'd be great if you could come." With that, Rachel found a truck and they drove to Blaine's house with plans for Friday's 'date'.
Santana was still mad at Kurt, Puck, Mercedes and everyone else involved with letting Rachel get bullied during their younger years. Hell, she may still want to put the little bitch in her place, but to pose as a friend and then laugh at her whenever she was being picked on? No. Santana Lopez did not agree with that. So when Kurt called and texted, asking for a ride, she ignored him. Then Brittany started calling and she ignored her too, until Brittany sent her a text saying Rachel took Blaine and left them alone.
Santana was angry that this chick was now messing with her Other Gay Boy. Sure, Kurt kind of deserved it, but Blaine had never met her! Hell, he moved to Lima after Santana had already began to clean up McKinley's act. So Santana sped her way to McKinley to pick up Kurt and Brittany before picking up Quinn so they could all talk about what happened and figure out how to get Blaine back.
"Okay, so all I know right now is that this Rachel girl, she has Blaine?" Santana's fist clenched and un-clenched a few times before either Brittany or Kurt even thought to answer.
"In a way yeah... He knows her for sure. He called her by a different name though. He kept saying Miss James as if she was superior to him somehow."
"Yeah San. Blaine Warbler called her Miss James like she said her name was the other night. She ignored us though this time. I tried to get her to come back with us, but these guys just kept pushing us away until we couldn't see her anymore. Then they put us in a truck and drove us to school. It sucked big time."
Quinn started signing and Brittany got confused. She never did learn sign language as Santana had and Kurt wasn't nearly as fluent as Santana. "She says James is that Leroy guy's last name. He has some big gang over in Lima Heights Adjacent and his daughter runs a lot of it. Q, we already know that. There has to be more!" Quinn pulled up a page on her phone and handed it to Santana. "Well shit. This girl has to be his daughter. Or at least step-daughter. Jewfro wrote some big article on this gang or whatever they are."
"Well, what the hell does it say Satan?"
"Rachel James, hot and hot-headed, runs Lima's Junior Power gang along with a Jesse St. James and another un-named boy. Despite not being of the same blood as Leroy James, Miss James has been handed control as she is of the same generation as many of the members. Miss James is a short brunette, but despite her size she is scarier than Santana Lopez-hey! Nobody is scarier than me! How dare that loser compare me to this girl!"
"Santana! We'd prefer to hear the rest of this, not your stupid complaints!"
"Blah blah blah, fine. Well I guess this Rachel chick you're all so obsessed with is just some major bad-ass that commands Lima's Junior Power. This St. James guy though, really is the Leroy's son, but changed his name because it flowed better or some shit. And this other guy Rachel runs the gang with just disappeared. He was with them for about a year or two before just vanishing. There are rumors of a car accident resulting in his death or relocation, but no one really knows."
"So two, possibly three heads of this gang? That's a little unusual for a small town like Lima."
"Jewfro's blog says that there are members of the gang that reside in all three parts of Lima as well as other small towns nearby. St. James covers Upper Lima and towns North and East of Lima. Rachel, or Miss James, covers Lima Heights Adjacent and the towns West of Lima. This unknown guy did cover Lima Heights and the towns South of Lima, but since his disappearance, Miss James has taken responsibility of the abandoned section and towns."
"Is there anything that could help us get Blaine back?" Brittany asked as Quinn took back the phone. Quinn shook her head as she scanned the article once more before signing to Santana.
"Ugh not really. The rest of the article goes on to talk about their personalities and why they joined Lima's Junior Power. Nothing majorly useful though. They didn't talk much with Jewfro and it took a lot of digging to find what he did. Look, maybe we need to just wait and see what happens with Blaine. If we don't hear from him or see him in the next twenty-four hours, then we call the police."
"Santana, calling the police would be like calling Mr. Schue. They are useless around here. We'll have to go get him back ourselves!" Kurt yelled dramatically. "I can't just sit here not knowing what to do. God knows what they're doing to him ri-"
"What? What is it?" Brittany asked while grabbing at Kurt's phone to see what he was currently looking at. "Oh Blaine wants us to go pick him up! Yay, I knew Rachie couldn't hurt him! C'mon guys, let's go!"
A/N: Well this is shorter than I wanted. I had more written, but I accidentally closed it before I saved what I had just written...smh. Anyways, read and review and feel free to yell at me for not saving like the idiot I am! :D