A/N: Finally updated! Yay! SO the last chapter..if you haven't noticed, was TOTALLY a filler chapter. But here is where the action actually starts. There will be some...occurences...where you can tell I was abusing the characters' actions. You'll see what I mean. Once again, I do not own GLEE. If I did, I would have kept in the box scene, put in every tumblr crack made up into the show, Brittana would finally get their well-earned kiss, and continuity would be so much better. Unfortunately, Ryan Murphy, Brad, and Ian own it so...
CHAPTER TWO: REVELATIONS
Previously on the Trials and Times of Blaine Anderson….
"Blaine? Would you like to do the honor in reading the prophecy?" asked Thad. He did no more and started,"
Evil, Plagues, Rages and War/ The force of two kinds/ GOD who was tired of anymore/ As the highest plunder 'twas ever done/ Barriers divide two sides,/ The angelic and demonic ones./ Tumble and crash/ Burn and clash/ GOD who has had enough/ For he has the mighty power up above./ With his anger turned red/ He did nothing more and said/ "Both of you whom caused destruction/ have ruined heaven and holy function/ I banish you from this land/ As I take your wings that diminish in sand"
And so he did ripping that precious glory/ In which they abused end of story.
"But you shall keep your immortality/ and face the destruction you caused/ in the truth of reality"
And so they wander through the depths of despair,/ The presence of their holiness completely bare.
For centuries and centuries they shall wander on earth/ Until the chosen one's shining birth./ For he will lead back only one side./The sun shining/ Heavens open wide/ He will be lost/ And found again/ But only through help/ And a long lost friend./ Order and chaos will once again fight/ For that chance/ The shining, the light./ Not only the chosen one/ Will aid and conspire/ But for a one-time friend who has run/ Thou shall not pass will burn under hell's fire."
He finished slowly, contemplating.
"Excuse me. Um..hi. Can I ask you a question I'm new here?" he boy turned around and Kurt was met with striking hazel eyes.
"I'm Blaine." The hazel-eyed boy said.
"Kurt" he replied. Blaine stopped for a moment and tried to shake the weird feeling off of him. It can't be. There must be more than one Kurt out there in the world right?"So what exactly is going on?" Kurt asked, oblivious to Blaine's current contemplating. "The Warblers!" Blaine smiled now.
When the Warblers finished their acapella rendition of Teenage Dream, Blaine's head was still spinning. Kurt's was too...yet not in the same sense. Blaine was, for better words, flustered all because of one being named Kurt Hummel. He wishes that he can admit to himself that this is not his Kurt, but then it would be the biggest lie that has ever been bestowed upon him.
Everything about him feels like Kurt and... shouldn't Blaine be the one to make the calls on whether this is the lost one or not? His eyes, his smile, his voice, his physique, his presence. Can the Warblers feel the same flicker of intuition with a glimpse at Kurt too?
Wes, that boy, does something about him feel...off yet familiar?
Wes looked up quickly. I don't know. Does he to you?
He shook his head unsure. His name is Kurt though.
That's all Blaine has to even think before all of the Warblers eyes shift and avert towards him suddenly partakingly interested.
Look into itDavid thought softly. Blaine was already one step ahead. He called out to Kurt before he could escape out the door.
"Hey Kurt!" Blaine brightened as he practically sang.
Kurt turned around slowly, calculating cautiously. Oh no. I think he knows that I'm just a spy for New Directions. Ugh! I knew the guys shouldn't have sent me to spy on the Glee club...though they are pretty amazing...especially this Blaine guy...Blaine smiled slightly to himself at Kurt's slightly panicky yet complimenting thoughts.
Wait a minute!Blaine thought as his eyebrows knit together in confusion. He can feel a revelation coming. Thought provoking and so overwhelming, he forgets of his current state and actions because he's looming onto something. Something that he suddenly feels should not be looked into nor ignored. Something...mind awakening.
"Trent why are you so frustrated." Blaine couldn't help but laugh at his friend's current in stress state.
He didn't answer, only paced the floor more agitated. "It's...Kurt..." Trent finally spoke hesitantly.
"What about him?" Blaine asked still smiling. Ah Kurt! They've been together for weeks now and Blaine is still over the moon.
"We lost him..." Thad spoke softly.
"What?" Blaine said, his smile dropping from his face, astonishment gripping his features.
"well...did you try to use your telepathy to.." Wes cut in this time.
"UH...hello? Don't you remember? Sure we can trace the mind of any supernatural being whether they are demons or FA's , but there is only two things that US Warblers can't catch the frequency of. One, the mortals of course. And two, Kurt. Apart from you that is...you're the only one who can do that. How or why that is we're not entirely sure."
Nick stepped forward and said," Though we were all taking bets and have now come to the conclusion that maybe, just maybe..." He trailed off leaving Blaine to wonder in more suspense.
Jeff continued for him but in a sing-songy voice "somebody's found their soulmate..."
Blaine sighed at his little wave of nostalgia that came to pass. He shook his head trying to rid those memories.
"So...Kurt. Would you like to go have coffee with me, Wes, and David?" he pressed.
Wes looked up with a swift motion, awarding Blaine with looks that said No! Don't bring me into this! You check out Kurt yourself... I am not going to be held responsible for false assumptions...
Blaine shook his head, slightly chuckling. He didn't need telepathy to know what this Warbler was thinking.
"UH...sure." Kurt answered, slightly hesitant. It was then that David stepped forward as he pulled Wes along. He was attempting to squirm under his friends grasp while at the same time trying to look as inconspicuous as possible.
David then spoke," Shall we go now?" Kurt nodded slowly and walked out into the hall.
"But you must all promise not to lose me..." inquired Kurt as he suddenly felt slightly intimidated by the exhilarating and overwhelming size of Dalton. "Especially in a place like this..." Kurt added.
"Don't worry. I promise." Blaine said softly, a glimpse of hurt flashing in his eyes that didn't go unnoticed by Wes and David.
"Blaine!" Kurt panicked, screaming out into the dark hallway.
"Kurt" Blaine gasped, grasping onto Kurt as if he was his life...because in truth...he is.
"Blaine" Kurt cried out again, emitting a tremble as Blaine enveloped him tightly in a hug.
"shh...sh...it's okay." Blaine tried, as he soothed Kurt with comforting words and gestures.
"It was so terrifying.." Kurt whispered so softly, almost inaudible. "I saw them...they...black eyes." Blaine said nothing, only held onto his little angel tighter.
"I don't know what's happening, I don't even want to have to wonder...but I have the strangest feeling... Please. Just never leave me. Please. I don't know what could happen if I..." Kurt stopped now, not wanting to say anymore as he stared deeply into Blaine's eyes.
"I promise. I can't lose you. I won't allow it. And dear GOD forbid me if there is anything I wouldn't do to make sure that nothing touches you. That nothing touches us..." his eyes hold tears now. Afraid of letting go. They held the compassion that mirrors and lies within the deepest chambers of his heart, his soul, his purpose and existence.
"Where's Kurt?" Blaine screamed in panic towards Jeff, he was more than frantic by now. Why did he leave Kurt? He promised he wouldn't!
"I-I don't know." Jeff stammered. "Last I heard, he wanted to head down to the study and look at some scrolls..Hey! Where are you going?" he called out as Blaine sauntered away, walking faster, determined, and cursing to himself.
They made it outside of the east building and into the dark and wet night. The rain pounding on his back, drenching his hair which now fell to his eyes.
"I promised I wouldn't leave him! I got sidetracked by some evil fiends and the next thing I know he's gone. He could be very much dead right now and it's all my fault!" he yelled in anger as the power and force of his emotions got the better of him. He yelled out a scream as lightning shattered the tree next to them.
"Blaine...calm down." Jeff hissed," You're only attracting more danger. This is what they want...to get us during our vulnerable states. Let's just go to the Warbler room and find Kurt before we jump to any conclusions." he said calmly.
Blaine nodded almost painfully, his voice failing him. They sped up to a jog now, almost as if they are racing against time...and destiny. Once they reached the west building, their breaths turned into a pant. Wet and dripping, their shoes squeaked against the polished floor.
There they ran, looking left and right, for any trace of Blaine's beloved. Before Jeff could even register, Blaine stood staring into the Warbler commons, an almost inaudible gasp leaving his trembling lips. Jeff slowed his pace and moved toward where Blaine was paused at a halt. He followed his friend's gaze, fixed on a figure.
"Blaine...you said you wouldn't leave me..." Kurt said softly. Blaine's face crumbled, yet furrowed in confusion. Something was...off.
Kurt turned around and rather than finding one of those astonishing arrays of blue that Blaine adored, he stared into the cold and heartless eyes of...
"Well hello Blaine." Kurt smirked. His voice then shifted,
"It astounds me how easy it is to manipulate this impetuous little thing..."
"Xander..." Blaine hissed as he said it.
"yes Blaine?" his voice being manipulated once again to the melodious and distinctive voice of Kurt's.
He gave a laugh, deep and malevolent as he altered again "This little boy...much too easy..." He laughed.
He stepped forward as both Jeff and Blaine grew rigid. "I just can't believe that all of you were pining over this one. A fragile and weak little thing barely even able to defend himself. Tsk tsk tsk. Almost reminded me of you at one point...you two...a match made IN HEAVEN..." he taunted.
Blaine's features took on a menacing look.' Xander' gave a sinister laugh and said," You think you can win this? There's no hope any more is there? Because let's face it...Kurt is...gone.." He was sympathetic but no actual amount of remorse is in his tone.
"Why are you doing this?" Jeff spoke up suddenly, staring hard at the infiltrator. " You just killed Kurt, if there's no hope for us, there's no hope for any of you." Gritting his teeth together, using as much self control as possible as to not end him right then and there. Much like Blaine whom he has to currently hold back to prevent him from doing so.
"Well Jeff...that's where you are wrong. He will return one day...and when he does...OH! Well let's just say we're not losing this next time around." He said with a slight chuckle.
He then turned to Blaine," But this is what I'm going to do. Since I am aware of how oh-so dependent you are of your little lover, I am going to give you one last chance to see Kurt. How does that sound? hmm?" he taunted.
And in less than a moment, Kurt gasped.
He looked up suddenly and Blaine and Jeff were met again with those blue eyes. Calm waters that held a storm brewing deeply behind it. `They drew out a deep breath relieved it was REALLY Kurt. "B-Blaine?" he uttered, disoriented and confused. What just happened?"
Blaine smiled widely, hope and relief gracing his features. He was about to step forward, holding Kurt, loving him, refusing to let him go...but he stopped.
With the smallest decibel, a whisper can be heard. Not geared towards Jeff or Blaine...but Kurt. Jeff heard this as well, his head snapping up to look at Kurt.
His eyes were wide, pupils dilating, an entranced look on his face. Blaine and Jeff were barely able to catch these words:
"Sleep sleep sweet half of a being, listen softy to the words I am singing. Words of goodnight, the feeling you shall not fight. Take this dagger created for thee to pierce thou encased chamber, the breaking dawn thou shall not see..." Kurt's eyes glazed over, any common sense or free willpower disappearing as he took in those words.
The fiend smiled wickedly in accomplishment, whispering again," Well Kurt...do with it. Death awaits you and away you shall fall into a deep slumber. The night calls and light threatens to break through, all these words I speak you shall do." he disappeared and with a sudden gush of air, Xander was gone, leaving Kurt to stare cynically and entranced by the dagger he held before him.
Blaine struggled to escape Jeff's grasp, who held him back during Xander's hypnosis. As Jeff stood rooted at the spot, Blaine pushed passed him and ran towards Kurt before the slightest of mistakes could begin to take part.
But it was of no use, for Blaine and the Warblers were part of a losing battle.
Kurt looked up at him softly, vulnerability visible in his eyes. It can be told that he was trying to fight. Fight with every ounce of control he had left. " I'm sorry..." he whispered, a single tear cascading down his cheek.
With a shaky arm he raised the dagger that loomed over his breast. Blaine stood in shock. Frozen as he watched this terrible scene unfold. Emptiness and darkness consumed Kurt's thoughts, his eyes blank and emotionless as he pulled the tantalizing and lethal weapon forward.
It was all he needed to wake Blaine out of his culture shock as he ran forward and fell on his knees, emitting a sob. His one and only love lay, crumpled on the floor, ruined by the voices' taunt and manipulative acts.
They say time moves either too slow or too fast for a person, but all Blaine can think is that he didn't have entirely ENOUGH time.
"Blaine...Bla-aine..BLAINE!" Kurt shouted. The named one quickly looked up, being shaken out of his stupor. "You looked a little out of it...are you okay?" He continued, pure worry in his voice.
Kurt didn't know what happened. One moment, the four of them were walking through the glistening halls laughing and chatting, becoming acquainted. The next, Blaine stood still with eyes that seemed far away and distant. Eyes that though, were here, were somewhere that no one else could imagine. And that worried Kurt, especially when he caught the uneasy and hesitant looks Wes and David shot each other upon seeing Blaine's stature.
"OH...um yeah. I'm fine...just remembering some things you know?" Blaine replied still feeling slightly vulnerable as he felt in his memory. "Well...how about that coffee?" He said, changing the subject as the foursome stepped into the cafe.
Kurt let him go on this one. Wes and David had a look on their face that said they were used to Blaine avoiding subjects like these. And Blaine was still trying to shake the horrid flashback out of his head.
It was then the three Warblers and their current intruder discussed...well, the intruder. Kurt was thankful that they didn't beat him up for spying and the Warblers simply chuckled at that saying that he hardly seemed like a threat. That was a lie. Ever since Kurt stepped foot on Dalton grounds, the Warblers felt something. A strange feeling. Of course, they didn't know what it was yet. But the moment Blaine said that this newbie's name so happened to be Kurt, they were all in a frenzy. Even now, the Warblers thoughts are swimming in Blaine's head. OH yes! Chaos...well let's just say shit is definitely going to go down...
Wes looked at him sternly. Warning him.
What?Blaine asked, not knowing what he did this time.
Stop cussing...Wes reprimanded, it's a bad habit...
Oh really? I have a bad habit Mr. Gavel-obsessed Asian. I swear, if you didn't know any better you'd worship your gavel as if it was an idol of god...He mocked.
Thou shall not defy the name of god... He said even more offended, his voice deepening.
Of course not...exactly why I know that he liked me better...
He did not...
Did too..
Did not...
David rolled his eyes at the two. Just because he was our heavenly father does not mean all of the Warblers can play that game of favoritism. Besides, they all knew he loved David better.
HE. DID. NOT!Both of them yelled...or rather thought towards him. David decided to retreat from this argument as quickly as he got in. Especially with Kurt in front of them...
Oh FUCK!Blaine thought
What did I say about cussing Blaine? What did I say?
Oh I don't know Wes...why don't you just stop beating down on all of us. No one cares if we cuss anymore except you..its the 21st CENTURY FOR FUCKING CRYING OUT LOUD!
Wes narrowed his eyes at him. Well...if looks could kill...
Oh Wes. Does that annoy you? You hate cussing don't you? Well fuckity fuck fuck...someone better drag me to hell while we're at it...oh wait! I think we already are WITH YOU AROUND!
*gasp* you take that back!
…
and stop cussing! He hissed.
oh and also..I think you'd be better off just shoving that stupid gavel up your-
OK Blaine! That's enough! Both of you! Kurt is getting a little creeped out by the looks of it and you're all lucky this conversation didn't last for more that two minutes!
So anyways, where was I before I was rudely interrupted?
Wes stared hardly at Blaine and let it go...for now.. and went back to chatting with David and Kurt animatedly.
Oh..yeah! The Warblers. It's not like they're scared of Kurt, it's just they're scared about if it's Kurt and what will happen when we know he's Kurt. Or even worse, when he knows he's Kurt.
He has the choice AND the power here. To either send us Warblers to our beautiful palace...home...or...to the fiery pits of hell.
It was then that Kurt asked the shining question."Are you all gay" he asked, no joking matter evident in his voice.
Even then the three couldn't help but chuckle.
Of course he'd ask that...well I can't read his mind, but if I could, it'd probably be around the lines of "bo-oy he is so fiiiinneee I wants some of dat ass..."
Hey David! Seems like it really is Kurt. Maybe Blaine can finally get some! Phew...our boy may FINALLY get laid...he's been so tense lately anyways... *sigh* I feel like such a proud mama...
Yes...except for the fact that you. are. a. boy?
Oh what ever..besides we all remember Blaine fantasizing about Kurt..on the ground..looking up at Blaine..and slowly making him squirm under his touch, his tongue,his hands-
"Uh...no. These two are straight. They have girlfriends." Said Blaine quickly, he definitely did NOT want to hear what they had to think next.
Yea right...you just love imagining Kurt whimpering as your fingers push slowly into his entrance as you hear him moan deeply like a wh-
Blaine shot him a warning glance and he stopped.
And no...Wes and I don't have girlfriends. We will be... FOREVER ALONE!
OH SHADDUP! I have better self esteem then that...
"...But I am" Blaine said, ignoring the two. They didn't miss the tiny smile Kurt held on his face.
*insert wolf whistle here*
He didn't know who was the culprit, but Blaine rolled his eyes at that and thought best not to say anything.
"We just have a zero-tolerance policy for bullying." David said still smiling and chuckling silently at Blaine.
Blaine ignored it when he focused on Kurt. Blaine has always been able to tell the inner emotions within him, and this time, he feels his pain. Maybe in the literal sense. He can see Kurt's face crumple with a little bit of sadness. Blaine then asked Wes and David if they may speak alone. The firm tone and serious gaze was enough to convince the two to back off...for now.
"I take it you are having some trouble with school?" Blaine asked concern and worry on his face.
Kurt breathed deeply, tears starting to fall and said "I'm the only person out of the closet at my school-" Blaine looked up in recognition.
"I-I tried to stay strong about it, but there's this Neanderthal who's made it his mission to make my life a living hell. But no one seems to notice." He finished as his voice cracked from the sudden wave of emotion.
Blaine looked down a little. He was well aware of what that felt like. Just imagine...being an out gay kid at your school and people telling you that GOD hates you and will have you rot in hell because of it. I mean, I know this stuff happens but just imagine how bad it can be when the topics you are most sensitive about are rubbed in your face to taunt you in front of the ENTIRE school.
"I know how you feel." He said suddenly." I got taunted at my old school and it really...pissed me off-"
"Maybe we can go on an on about your fate. My family despise people like you. What? You think you can get away by convincing people that god MADE you like this? That HE is going to show you some kind of mercy?"
Blaine shrunk a little and stood silent. NO. He doesn't. He doesn't show mercy once you've crossed the line. "You feeling the pressure now you little faggot? What? Afraid your little mommy and daddy won't be here to save you from all the real men in the world that know the REAL place people like you should go?"
Blaine grit his teeth together. That hurt. A lot. More than he will ever know. Sadness that was once pounded deep in his soul was suddenly turning into boiling hot anger and rage. "I'm warning you David...stop. talking. now." He said, darker and more sinister than he intended.
BLAINE...EVERYTHING OKAY?
NOT YOU DAVID! THE OTHER DAVID!
KAROFSKY?
NO! SAMUELS!
OH...SORRY...MY BAD...JUST GO EASY ON HIM OKAY? HE OBVIOUSLY DOESNT KNOW WHAT HE'S TALKING ABOUT...
OBVIOUSLY...
JUST DON'T DO ANYTHING YOU'LL REGRET! his telepathic voice fading...
This didn't sway Samuels who continued and said," Oh..i think I hit a rough spot...hmm." He chuckled darkly. "You and your little cult of fags should just go to hell. GOD already hates you...wouldn't wanna infect that place with your little gay disease."
That was the last straw for Blaine...fuck David! Yeah that's all three of them...With a dominant and powerful stride forward he slowly looked up at David, eyes darkening."You wanna say that again?" Blaine said, his voice turning menacing.
"Well..now that you're asking...we can start by your little disease... Are you sure you're even allowed here..ha! Look at you...a pathetic little boy who has been switching too many schools to imagine because he CAN'T toughen up...and be a MAN for once..."
Blaine paused" H-how did you know about that?"
Samuels ignored him and kept talking"Hmm...well then. I guess not. So think of it this way. I'm preparing you for the real thing! How does that sound? Though maybe this will be better for you. After all, so many other of your kind, you'd expect them to be target next. But that's okay...I'll take care of it-"
He didn't get to finish his sentence. Before he could, Blaine let go. He let go of restraint. He let go of his hurt. He let go of the rage that was once boiling inside him.
Lightning cracked in the stormy sky as he pushed Samuels backwards out into the open fields. Blaine ignored it. He ignored the peculiar looks being shot at him. He ignored the sudden terror that flooded his tormentor's face. He ignored the sudden cloud of black that surfaced after that fear. He ignored the flash of confusion, loss, and regret. He ignored the desperate pleas and warnings that he suddenly heard in his head. He knows nothing. They know nothing. Nobody ever did. And that's what pushed him over the edge.
Blaine shook himself out of the horrid memory. Samuels didn't deserve the fate that was brought to him, by Blaine. So he lost control. So he killed him. Not too long after did the Warblers call him back. Okay, so maybe going off alone in a public school wasn't the brightest decision.
Did he feel sorry at what he did? Of course. But he's not going to hold it against himself. If that was the case, he'd be wallowing in self regret and misery right now. On the other hand, Samuels had it coming...
"...I even complained about it to the faculty, and they were sympathetic and all, but you could just tell nobody really…cared. It was like, 'Hey, if you're gay, your life's just going to be miserable. Sorry. Nothing we can do about it."
"So, you have two options. I mean, I would just have you enroll here but tuition is kind of steep and i know it's not an option for everyone. OR you can refuse to be the victim."
Kurt looked up,"How?"
"Confront them. Call them out. Prejudice is just ignorance Kurt and you have the chance right now to teach them something."
Kurt considered this and knew what he was going to do before he even knew what he was getting himself into. He is going to confront David Karofsky.
A/N: And now you all know exactly why I call myself the flashback whore. *sighs and shakes her head* And the telepathy..yeah I abuse that too much. :/ so the next will be updated christmas? Yeah..it'll be updated christmas. But until then, you can review or ask me any questions whatsoever through this right here's tumblr.
