Sorry! Today's chapter is shorter than usual, mainly because I have some tests tomorrow. *Panicked shriek*

So this chapter is mainly about everyone getting to know everyone else a little more!

Hope you all enjoy! I'll see you all later,

~Cerise

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Unknown Location, 5:45 pm

Mike groaned as his eyes fluttered open, registering the bright light that hit him. Unconsciously, he latched onto the first thing he felt, ignoring the surprised noise he heard, refusing to let go as he closed his eyes and willed the light to go away. It didn't.

Giving in, he cautiously opened one eye, wincing at the exhaustion that soaked his body. His muscles burned as he sat up, his body starting to register what had happened to it over the course of a day.

It was definitely not morning in Japan and the time difference was starting to hit him. He blinked his eyes sharply as they adjusted and he realized with a jolt what he was holding onto.

Sam's brilliant, blue eyes stared back at him and he smiled at Mike's flushed face as the boy let go of Sam's shirt. "Sorry about that, Sam. I'm a terrible sleeper. Like I will literally grab onto anything." He smiled apologetically as he took in his surroundings. One of his hands was being held in a tight grip by his girlfriend, who appeared to be sleeping.

They were sitting in an open field, but they weren't alone. A middle-aged man with short brown hair that was slightly curled looked at him, as if he was analyzing him. He looked down at a tablet he was carrying and tapped the screen, selecting something. "Mike Chang, seventeen, dancer," He looked up again, his eyes narrowing carefully. "Superspeed."

Mike frowned cautiously at the man as Sam's eyebrows shot up and he whirled towards Mike with an incredulous expression on his face. "You're a dancer?" Mike nodded and smiled at the boy.

"Yeah, Tina and I both dance, it's sort of our hobby." He answered before turning back to the man with the tablet, noticing that only Santana, Blaine, and Kurt were awake other than Sam and him, while the rest were only stirring.

"Why are we here? Why did you take us?" He asked, clearly not trusting the man. Something about the man made Mike uncomfortable. He radiated a sort of silent power and carried himself tall on two feet. His brown hair and stern gaze as well as the small scar on his hand caught Mike's eye. This was not a guy to mess with.

Said guy raised an eyebrow at Mike before answering, "My name is Will Schuester, and all of you are here for one reason," He looked up at the teenagers, who were all awake now, and staring at the strange man. "To save the world."

Santana was the first to break the silence with a few choice words that left Mike's ears burning and his cheeks blazing. Her next words made him wince in pity for the middle-aged man, who remained rather detached as he stood by himself, seeming to analyze the kids.

"Who are you, butt-face, to tell us, no, command us to 'save the world'. You are completely and utterly insane and I'm sure everyone here, even Little Miss Perfect over there would agree with me on that." She gestured wildly, giving a pointed look at Rachel before glaring with an ice cold look at this 'Will Schuester'.

Rachel snorted and glared at Santana, clearly annoyed with the nickname. Schuester's eyes narrowed as he looked back at Santana, eyes equally as cold. "You will address me as Mr. Schuester, or Sir."

It was Santana's turn to snort as she brought a hand up threateningly, an icicle already growing in it. Beads of melting water slid down her wrist like snakes, but the girl didn't seem to notice as she seemed to aim with the projectile. "Why on earth would we?" The latina shot back, her words sharp like the spiked ice in her hand. Brittany crept up next to her and softly rested a warm hand on her girlfriend's shoulder, whispering something that softened Santana's harsh expression.

Will's mouth twitched a little as he grabbed Sebastian's arm, releasing a surprised and slightly pained yelp from the boy, whose shoulder was still tender from the bullet wound. To Mike's horror, Sebastian's eyes glowed white and the exact flames that Sebastian had shown them before erupted on Will's hand as he sent them flying to the hand which held the icicle- only to have the flames stop in mid-air before dying out.

He whirled around to see Sebastian and Blaine working together to hold back the flames. The struggle was evident on their faces but they managed to keep the fire away from the girl's hand.

The icicle in her hand had already melted after coming so close to the flames, and Santana had stopped glaring, her expression resembling one more close to fear even though it was clear she was trying to remain stoic.

"What did you do to me?" Sebastian's voice sounded shaky as he yanked his arm away from the madman, his eyes back to their emerald green. He backed away, hugging his arm to his chest as Blaine and Hunter both stepped in front of him, almost as if they were shielding him from the man. Kurt stepped next to Sebastian and wrapped an arm around his waist, making it clear that this "Will Schuester" wouldn't touch his new friend.

"It's called synondrum, the power to copy anyone's genetic matter or mutations." He spoke the last word with obvious distaste as he eyed everyone in the room. "Follow me, and don't even think of trying anything because I'm not the only one watching you."

Mike felt Tina's small hand clasp his own as they all looked around, trying and failing to spot what Will was talking about, or rather, who he was talking about.

The group of friends eyed each other warily and looked back at Will's retreating figure. He had started walking towards a slate grey building that Mike hadn't noticed during the events that had occurred.

The man didn't seem to notice they weren't following until he seemed to gain awareness of the unnatural silence. He sighed, turning around and looking at them all with an eyebrow raised in question. "Are you coming? We don't have all day you know." He turned back around and continued towards the building once again, now followed by the eleven teenagers, who were all looking at each other with worried expressions as they entered the ominous structure.

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That's all for today, I hope you liked it!