"Now," Kurt said "First things first; B could you find our schedules and locker numbers."
"Will do Kurt" The blond girl turned to the computer in the classroom, before she even reached it the thing had booted up and information poured across the screen at a rate to fast to be seen. The printer whirred to life without even a glance and began to print.
Kurt turned to Artie, "How big a splash did we make?"
The wheelchair bound boy caulked his head to the side, listening. "The lockers say that your entrance is already all over the school. General jock consensus is that there's some big punch line in the wings, most of them want in. It seems that the Rachel/Quinn angle completely overshadows B and 'Tana taking apart a couple of idiots this morning. Oh, the floor tiles are passing along that both those jocks have at least three broken bones, and one's going into anaphylactic shock. Neither is saying a word about what happened"
Santana smirked proudly, "The human system is so easy to screw with; I barely needed to do a thing."
Kurt nodded thoughtfully as Brittany gave each of them their schedules and a printed map of the school to memorize. "We need to coordinate schedules" and make sure Finn is not left alone if at all possible, Kurt didn't say but implied. They looked over the handouts; to everyone's relief Finn would not have a class alone. Kurt frowned when he realized how few classes Artie and Tina had with them. "B, if you get the chance could you get Tina and Artie listed as sophomores next semester, Same with Sam and Blaine when they transfer." At Brittany's nod they he moved on. "Okay, people, the bell is going to ring and we're going to have to split up for classes. We need a few things figured out. Some kind of practical joke on me is a good cover for now until we get a better grasp on what needs to happen next so Matt, Mike, Finn, Puck run with that for now"
The four Jocks nodded, though Finn had a slight frown on his face, "You know we aren't really playing a prank on you, right?" he asked worriedly.
Kurt smiled soothingly at his brother, "I know that, but we need play along for a few days; just until we get a handle on the situation, can you do that Finn?" Kurt answered Finn's relieved smile with one of his own as the other boy nodded happily. "Great; Now guys there may not be any hunters around yet but we still need to be on our guard if we stand out to much then it won't matter if we manage to stop the darkness from happening we'll be under observation. Artie, I'm afraid that means that even after we fix your back tonight you'll still…"
"…have to be in this chair," the other boy interrupted with a sigh. "I know; it'll take a couple months to get my legs back up to snuff anyway."
Santana perched herself on the arm of his chair, leaning into ruffle her boyfriends hair and purr "Don't you worry, lover boy, B and I will give you plenty of help getting those legs back in shape" playfully into his ear.
Artie smirked and was about to reply when his head suddenly swung around to stare at the door, "Pillsbury" was all he said, but it was enough to cause every person in the room to tense.
They had four months of school before they were taken, four months of doctor's visits and strange incidents. The group had almost managed to make everyone believe they were normal, not unchanged but normal. The near psychotic efforts of Sue Sylvester and Will Schuester kept the media and the scientist away from the kids, they protected their students. Emma Pillsbury didn't make the same choice. According to the news she was later given a medal for helping the government capture a group of dangerous criminals, never mind that those so called criminals were teenagers who trusted their OCD guidance counselor. She condemned them to six months of tests before they were broken out. At first they were isolated from each other but just like in the darkness Kurt wouldn't allow them to take his family from him. That three week isolation had broken Finn even more than the darkness, he would never fully recover.
