"What are you doing here?" Blaine asked.
"I'm here to take what I should've had since day one," Sebastian replied, grinning evilly. "You, Blaine Anderson, are what I'm here for."
"You are not taking my husband, you rat-faced bastard," Kurt barked, gripping onto Blaine.
"Do you really think you can take me, Kurt? You couldn't take me ten years ago, and I seriously doubt you can now," Sebastian sneered. "If I had Blaine, I wouldn't be out on the street. If I had Blaine, I wouldn't have married a psychopathic killer, who had also been committing tax fraud, which is why I'm out on the street."
"Whatever conscience you had then made you take Joel back," Kurt snapped. "Seeing how many times you screwed him over, you deserve to be in this miserable shit you call a life."
Sebastian scoffed and pulled something from his back pocket. "Everyone back up right now," he ordered, pointing the pistol at the crowd. "Do it!" The crowd complied and lined up against the back wall.
"Why didn't I see this coming?" Rachel groaned. "I knew tonight was going to be a bad idea."
"Shut up!" Sebastian yelled, firing into the air. "Now I want Blaine and Kurt to come forward; for every thirty seconds you hesitate, I will kill one of your friends, starting with the blonde Bieber." He pointed the gun at Sam. "So, Kurt, Blaine, step up." The two held tight to each other as they stepped forward.
"Warren, stop," a voice said. Everyone looked around for the source. Only one person they knew called Sebastian by his real name and that person was supposedly in jail. "You can't kill all these people." Rory stepped forward, surprising his friends.
"Rory Flanagan, thought you'd gone back to Ireland," Sebastian said softly.
"Remember how we were in love once?" Rory asked.
"Don't talk about that," Sebastian whispered, lowering the raised gun.
"Wait, what happened here?" Jacob asked out loud.
"Shut up, Jacob!" Rachel, Kurt, and Santana snapped. Sebastian raised the pistol briefly and shot the Jewfro'ed man in the chest.
"Rachel, I love you!" were his final words before he died.
"You know, as much as we'd always wanted to do that, oh my God," Sam said.
"Warren, please stop," Rory said, walking towards the shaking man with the gun. "Remember how Joel made you feel? You broke up with me to be with him."
"Rory, you don't get it, do you? Yeah, I love Joel, but I didn't want to feel guilty because someone killed themselves over what I had done to them," Sebastian explained, biting his lip.
"So you married him although you weren't totally for him? You still wanted me?" Rory looked a little confused; everyone else was just staring at either Rory or Sebastian.
"I love you, Rory Flanagan. You're all I ever thought about since I broke up with you," Sebastian whispered, standing a few feet away from the Irish boy.
"Uh, so can we like go now?" a random guy asked.
"Yes," Sebastian said absently.
"Oh thank God," the guy said, walking towards the door, but Sebastian snapped out of his reverie and shot the guy in the back.
"No one's going anywhere," he ordered. "Kurt and Blaine will be coming with me though. Rory, step back; I don't want to hurt you."
"Why do you want Blaine?" Rory asked.
"I love you, but, after all these years, I still want him," Sebastian said, taking a breath. "Now, Kurt and Blaine, move." The couple complied and Sebastian forced them at gunpoint out of the auditorium.
"Where are we going?" Kurt asked.
"You're just going to have to wait and find out," Sebastian replied before using his ski mask to cover Kurt's face.