A/N;; Yay, Conflict!

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After speaking to Wes, I left him in the noble hands of David and slipped out of the house. I haven't left the building for weeks and it's been ridiculous. One person can only take so much of a confined space for so long. So, I simply left. It's not like anyone was going to stop me, I can be a real bitch when I wanted to be and besides, there wasn't anyoe around when I left anyway.

Blaine has been subtley forcing me to stay inside for about two weeks. I haven't been fighting because usually, fighting just means no sex for a while and that sucks. Besides, Blaine has a much better temper than me and he usually wins the arguments. Bastard. Anyway, I was getting suspicious. Nothing had ever happened near our secluded home in over eight years so what would bring this on.

I walked through the woods that surrounded the house for a while, the moon's light broke through the thick canopy of leaves above my head. Suddenly, I heard a noise behind me and stopped dead. Footsteps. I whirled around in a burst of speed and saw nothing. Still vigilant, I stepped backwards slowly, hearing my shoes crunch the leaves beneath me. Before I could turn again, I felt a hands grasp me by my hair and pull my head back. The fingers were slender with long nails. Obviously a woman, and a vampire no less because a human wouldn't have the strength to hold me.

In the light of the moon and out of the corner of my eye, I saw a figure step into the light. It was a tall man with broad shoulders and short brown hair. But I wasn't really looking at his features, I examined his eyes. I saw the flash of red go through his iris' as he stared at me. Finally, he spoke.

"What do we have hear?" His voice was gruff and unattractive to my ears. "Santana, let him go."

I was abruptly pushed forward, trying to get my footing again without falling on my face. turning my head I saw a few figures surrounding me, but I wouldn't be able to take them all. I locked eyes with the woman who had been holding me. Her skin and hair were dark in the night. She gave a me a malicious smile that made me curl my lip back in rage. She was going down, bitch.

"Ooh, look at this. He's a feisty one, Dave. I bet he lives with those punk asses in that house. What's your name, sweetie?" She cackled, earning smirks from the other figures. Two blonds stood next to hear, and a freakishly tall brunette next to them. The others I couldn't see in the darkness, but I didn't give a shit. She said she knew about the others. Blaine apparently had kept them from me.

"Who the fuck is asking?" I spat at her. Her smile dropped quickly. She stared at me for a moment before spekaing again, but not to me.

"Let me get this one. I haven't had the pleasure of killing someone in a while and he's asking for it."

"Bring it, bitch!" I snapped, barring my now elongated fangs. We launched ourselves at each other, but i was caught on the arm and pulled away fro her before I could do any damage. I looked up to see the man, Dave apparently, looking down at me. His face emotionless. I met his stare without fear. After a while, he smirked down at me. "Actually Santana, I wanted this one."

Abduptly, in a flash of color and wind I was retched away from the man and thrown into the arms of another. I looked up and saw Wesley holding me. Though, he wasn't looking at me. I looked around to see everyone there, just standing there. They was staring ahead, and I turned my head to see what was going on.

Rachel, Blaine and Belle all stood in front, Fangs barred and looking positively pissed. Blaine's face was contorted in anger and the girls looked about just the same. Belle's even resembled her twins a bit. Their iris' were red in raw rage.

"You won't touch him." Blaine snarled threatingly. The words hung in the air afterwards, the group in front of them said nothing. "Get the fuck out of here." When they didn't respond, or move for that matter Belle and Rachel both yelled out a loud, "Now."

Then, they were all gone. The only people in the woods at that moment was my family. There was a pregnant silence as everyone had a chance to calm down. I couldn't help thinking, Blaine's gonna be fucking pissed at me.


He was.

"What the hell were you thinking, going out there alone? Why the fuck didn't you tell someone? God, Kurt, you don't think! I had no idea where you were! I was so fucking terrified when you weren't in the house! How the hell did you suppose you were going to get out of this one?"

Here I was, getting scolded like a child. In front of everyone. All I wanted was to run up and hug him. But of course, he's too much of an idiot to stop talking now. And no one dared to interrupt him. I was on my own right now.

"I wouldn't just keep you in the house for two weeks for no reason! Seriously, Kurt, I didn't tell you about them because I didn't want you to worry but I see that I should have because nothing else would have kept you in the damn house. Oh, wait, you probably still would have left just to see them. God, Kurt - "

He was cut off by the front door slamming loudly. Everyone's head turned quickly to the archway leading into the living room as Darren walked in, walking with a certain grace to it. His sunglasses covered his eyes as he looked around the room, his eyebrow raising as he did. He finally settled on looking at Blaine, who just looked even more enraged by his presence.

"Oh, please, don't let me interrupt." Darren said, holding his hands up in mock surrender. "You were obviously in one of your moods again and I know how you get sometimes. What were we yelling about this time Blaine?"

"Kurt was attacked by those fuckers you let stay in our territory. He left the house alone without informing anyone." Blaine spoke through gritted teeth as he clenched his fists. There was always tension between the two of them. Their personalities were both so dominate and demanding that they always clashed. We were sort of used to it now.

"Easy fix. Kurt," The eldest vampire in the room turned towards me. He ran his hand through his curly mop of hair that matched Blaine's. "A group of vampires unknowingly moved into our territory a few days ago. Blaine and I met with them, they didn't seem like a threat at the time and Karofsky, their leader, told us that we wouldn't have problems. About two weeks ago, we learned that weren't solitary vampires as we are. They like killing, relish in it. Whether its human, animal, or vampire. So, Blaine being the stubborn man he is decided that it would be easier to not tell a few of you, including you, Kurt."

I processed the information rather quickly as he was telling the story. By the end of it, I was angry. "So we're just going to sit here while they get to act like neanderthals! One of the females tried to kill me! I want that bitches head on a stake!"

"Kurt, going and wiping them out would just be a waste of time."

"Bullshit! It makes us look like fucking pansy asses. They'll think we're weak. We're going and we are going to kick them out. Or better yet, we'll just kill 'em." With that, I made my leave out of the living room, making my way back to my bedroom. I slammed the door behind me.


A/N;; I wrote this chapter right after posting the second one. Needless to say I'm aready falling in total love with this story.