For some unknown reason my spell check takes 's name out of my storys so if there's a spot where it looks like theres a name missing it's most likly his! and also if your seeing some of the words highlighted blue and underlined twice i don't know want that is but don't click it!
I followed Quinn down the stairs terrified of what we'd find, we heard a scream half way down and both picked up our pace. "Santana!" Quinn screamed as we rounded the corner to find Santana atop a Clown with black hair and a scruffy beard.
"They got in through the Kitchen!" She yelled struggling with the Clown under her. Quinn stood somewhat petrified. "Go help Kurt in Britt in the Dining room!" She barked as she tried holding the Clown beneath her and reaching for the knife near the table a few feet away.
"Is that yours?" I asked before I could stop myself.
"Does it matter! Berry!" she pushed the clowns open mouth away from her face. I shook my head though I knew she couldn't see. I grabbed the knife and ran towards her. The clown had somehow now sat on top of the Latina.
"Santana close your eyes!" I shouted stabbing the knife into the Clowns head.
"Thanks berry." The girl gave a quick smile witch I couldn't tell if it was really or fake. "Hand me that!" she pointed to a gun part way under the couch. I gave her a questioning look. "he knocked it out of my hand." She said answering the look. I shook my head and grabbed the gun for her. "Let's go." We ran to the kitchen to find Puck standing in front of Brittany, Quinn and Kurt. Shooting as the three struggled to stay away from the three Clowns trying to get in through the window. "Don't miss this time." She said handing me her Ak-47 and pulling a hand gun from the gun holster around her waist. I nodded and began to fire. A Clown at the door, pushed pashed passed a few of the others the side of his face seemed to actually be dripping off. The shape of an iron pressed into his chest, his eyes glossy as he charged at me! I recognized the man a friend of my fathers' they talked about him a lot more then often. I closed my eyes and then remembered what Santana told me. 'Remember hobbit you close your eyes and someone loses there life.' I opened them just in time the man in front of me wide mouthed and ready to bite.
"Sorry!" I whispered and shoot the man in the head, a splatter of blood following the bullet through his head and into the wall.
"Rachel get them out of here!" Puck yelled at me. "You guys get everyone else Santana and I will meet you all in the car!" He screamed Santana shooting off rounds into the skulls of the Clowns that oozed blood and rushed at us.
"San!" Brittany didn't want to move she fought me to stay with her girlfriend.
"Go with Rachel baby I'll be there in a second. I promise!" She yelled back reassuring the Blonde. Who at once stopped as soon as the words left the Latina's lips. "Rachel she gets hurt and I'll blow your fucking head off!" She screamed as I pushed Brittany through the dining room and back into the living room.
"Move it, move it!" Blaine and Kurt passed us with a bags from the upstairs and Mike, Tina, Sam, Mercedes, Finn, Quinn,William , and Emma followed also carrying bags full of food clothes and guns. Artie who was already on the ground floor followed everyone into the garage. Brittany pulled out of my hands and turned around. "Britt" I screamed
"Here kitty kitty!" she called loudly through.
"Brittany no time I said trying to shove the girl in the garage and towards the car.
"Here they come Rachel just wait." Just as the blonde had said her fat cat and her oddly skinny cat came running down the stair towards us.
"What the hell Rachel!" Santana and Puck came flying around the coroner, Santana scooped up the fat cat and Puck the skinny one without stopping. "Run Run! They both screamed the terror running down there face as a Clowned rounded the coroner behind them. "GO!" Santana yelled even louder. "I'm not afraid to shoot you Berry!" With that I turned and fled for the car!
We'd been driving for at least an hour Mike not slowing down even when it was clear that we were no longer under attack. "I think you can slow down Mike!" placed his hand on Mike's slender shoulder.
"I know but it's kind of dark still I'm not slowing down tell I see daylight." The boy said shaking our former teachers hand off his shoulder.
"Mike." Tina said just loud enough for him to here.
"I won't slow don't let them get in and risk you getting hurt…" He said in and determined tone. "There's nothing left to say, just wait 'til morning." He slowed a little to a speed that wasn't too fast but fast enough.
"How the hell did they get in?" Puck asked eyeing Kurt and Blaine who were on down stairs duty for the night.
"The window by the kitchen." Blaine said holding on to Kurt who looked almost broken from see his grandmother inside the house.
"This is bullshit!" Santana said standing up. "Where just kids, we don't need to see this, this shit! Right?" She looked at with hopeful eyes. But the man just sat there cradling his germ phobic girlfriend. The Latina shook her head and sat back down beside the confused looking blond she called her girlfriend. The two wrapped their arms around one and other and seemed to lose themselves in one and others arms.
"Rach?" I looked over at Quinn who had said my name just loud enough for me to hear. The blondes Hazel eyes filled with tears, "Rachel…"
I wrapped my arms her, "this isn't your fault Quinn." I knew the girl was still blaming herself for what was happening; I wanted to do something that proved there was some kind of explanation for whatever the hell was going on! But So far there was nothing, just nothing. "This isn't anyone's fault." I rocked the crying blonde in my arms and felt eyes locked on the two of us. I started to wonder if this is what Santana felt like when Artie stared at her and Brittany.
