This time I'm watching 30 Rock while writing. Kenneth is my fav character :P
I like this chapter too, except its kinda hard to write action...
Okay, the part where Blaine shows up to talk with kurt, I loved that part in the movie cuz i was thinking, 'why would she show up all super sexy to talk about her super powers to a guy she hates?' so I did it too 1) because I'm trying to follow the movie and 2) I really wanted to write sexy!Blaine instead of dapper!Blaine for once.
Saddly this the last chapter, I'm sorry guys, but all good things mst come to an end :/
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"Wake up, Alex." Blaine mumbled as he rolled out of bed, shaking Alex's shoulder as he walked by towards the bathroom. He put on some hair gel, it was routine, and climbed into a loose green shirt and khaki pants. He stepped into the kitchen and started pulling the things out to make scrambled eggs. He heard the shower start up and knew that Alex had gotten in, he would be out soon because he had a long line of buissness mettings he had to attend today.
He plugged the skillet in and flipped the TV on, watching a rerun of Lopez Tonight while he waited for the skillet to warm up. When the red light turned on, Blaine pulled out the eggs and popped them on the side, opening it and spilling the yolk onto the sizeling pan. Soon the warm aroma of cheese and eggs and bacon filled the apartment.
"Wow, that smells- Oh my god! What the hell?" Alex looked around the apartment, eyeing the whistling Blaine through the gaping hole in the kitchen wall.
"Good mornign sunshine." Blaine laughed sarcasticly, scooping the eggs out of the pan and carying them to the couch, where two TV trays were set up in the place of the coffee table.
"What happened? There's a huge hole in our wall, and where's the coffee table-" he moved and sat down at the couch, eyeing the distruction.
"Careful there's glass all in the carpet." Alex looked at him expectantly, and Blaine paused, thinking up an excuse "Oh Kurt was a little drunk and tripped last night, fell right through the wall into the fireplace. I'm surprised you slept through it all."
A loud wooshing sound echoed and a knock came from the glass door. "Whattup?" Kurt called as he came inside. Alex looked up and raised his eyebrows "Hey Kurt, I don't think you should be drunk in the apartment again, it probably won't surive much longer if your not sober." he laughed but wiced when his head started throbbing from his small hangover.
"Huh?"
Blaine walked over and placed a bottle of asprin and glass of water in front of Alex, eyeing Kurt menacingly. "You, uh, tripped" Blaine stated pointing at the wall. Kurt stared back and caught on "Oh yeah, well I was just really surprised and I fell backwards."
Alex nodded, not rteally listening as he swallowed the asprin and starting eating his eggs. Kurt foloowed Blaine back into the kitchen. Blaine ignored him and started scraping the remainder of the eggs into a container. Kurt eyed him suspicially, grabbing a spatulla off a rack and bressed it into laine's shoulder, the metal bending like plastic. He turned and whispered "Go away." Then grabbed the spatulla away and bent it back into shape. He stood at the island, whiping his hands on a dishtowel. Kurt pulled a sharp knife and jabbed at him, the knife broke, the end piece flying and hitting the wall.
Alex turned and looked at them curiously through the hole. "Sorry!" Kurt called then walked towards the cabinets. "I'm warning you..." Blaine almost growled. His normally soft hazel eyes were flickering with green. Kurt shrugged, more intrigued than affraid. He lifted the microwave, about to crash it onto Blasine's head when he turned around. Glaring at him he mouthed "Stop" and pulled the microwwave out of Kurt's grasp, marveling him only more.
"We're gonna talk."
"Go away." He hissed, setting the apliance down. Kurt picked up the skillet, still hot from use. He went to hit Blaine, but Blaine grabbed his arm, pushing back so his arm couldn't move forward. "I can do this all day." Kurt mused, grinning victoriously.
Blaine fumed, but released his arm, looking at Alex before answering "Fine, we'll talk. But not here, not now. And Alex doesn't find out about me... ever"
"Deal. My place, 4 o'clock."
"Whatever, just get out."
"I'm going, but you better be there. You have alot of explaining to do." Kurt pointed at him and tilted his head down. Blaine released an annoyed sighed and turned back around. Kurt walked backwards into the dinning area and pulled the sliding door open "See ya Alex!" He yelled, before flying off.
Kurt paced in the trailer, his arms crossed, waiting. It was 4:30, well past their scheduled meet time, and Blaine wasn't the kind to miss something on accident. Kurt just knew he wouldn't come, he propbably was trying to avoid him. If Blaine wasn't going to come to Kurt, urt would come to him.
He was about to leave to find him when a loud rocketing boom filled the air and the ground shook slightly as red dirt was thrown from a powerful landing. Oh now he shows up. he though angrily, dropping the tequilla bottle. Kurt stormed outside, stopping short when he saw Blaine.
Instead of his usual attire, grey and black suits or dress shirts and skiny ties, he was wearing black jeans that were slightly ripped and a plain white t-shirt with a black leather jacket thrown over it. His dark hair, free of gel, curled damply against his forehead and he had a little bit of stuble, like he didn't shave this morning. His usually hazel eyes were dark emerald.
Kurt was shocked by his sudden change in appearance. Instead of dapper, Blaine looked rather... sexy. Kurt shook the thought from his head and refocused on Blaine. He was glaring slightly, still standing in the crater he created, waiting for Kurt to make the first move. Kurt took a deep breath and approached Blaine.
"You're late" Kurt stated making sure to keep eye contact with him and not let his eyes roam. Blaine scoffed and rolled his eyes, pushing past Kurt and walking into the trailer "Like I care?"
He examined the room shaking his head slightly at all the empty liquor bottles laying around.
"So, you and I are... the same?" Kurt asked confusedly. A cold laugh escaped Blaine's throat as he turned back towards Kurt "We are not the same." he strongly stated.
"What do you mean? How are we different?"
"Well, for one I'm faster, stronger, I don't have anger issues." Kurt looked disbelievingly at him "I know how to control my strength" he added, slight snark in his tone.
Kurt shook his head, dismissing the insult and asked something else "What are we?"
"Some call us angels, others call us demons, accidents, mutants... and lately superheros..."
"No, I mean us," he flipped his hand back and forth between them, signifying both of them, "what are we to eachother?" Blaine's face wavered, turning from an annoyed smirk to something unreadable. He averted his eyes and made his way back towards the outside. "We're brothers" he said it casually, but Kurt could hear some uncertainty in his voice.
"You're lying"
"I am your brother." Blaine pressed as he walked out into the bright sunlight. Kurt followed right after.
"Stop lying! 'Brothers' don't kiss 'brothers' like you kissed me last night" before Blaine could object, Kurt shoved him into the trailer, causeing a large dent in the side. "The deal is off! I'm telling Alex."
Kurt turned away and his jets started as he burst into the air. He heard Blaine shout "No, get back here!" and suddenly a sonic boom went off and Kurt could feel Blaine fast approaching. He was nearing the outskirts of the city when Blaine came crashing down on him. He tried to push back, but Blaine really was stronger. He crashed into the ground, concrete flying everywhere. The sound of a car alarm sounded as Blaine landed on it, crushing the hood.
Kurt slowly sat up as the shock wore off. Someone screamed and Kurt noticed all the civilians watching. A soft thump sounded and he turned and saw Blaine standing behind him.
"Stay away from me and Alex! You aren't goiong to do this to me again." he said harshly. He pulled sunglasses out of his pocket and slipped them on, and quickly disappeared into the crowd. Kurt jumped up and followed after him. People pointed and crammed, trying to get a closer look at the mysterious new superhero. A reporter in the crowd was yelling questions at Kurt, but he ignored. He tried to stay close enough to keep a visual on Blaine. "Wait, what? What are you talking about?"
"This always happens. San Francisco, Chicago, Miami, Brooklyn!" He ignored Kurt and rambled on, trying to loose him.
"What? I've never been to Miami!"
"I've put up with your bullshit for the past 3,000 years, and I'm done!"
"I have no idea what your talking about!" He lightly pushed a few people out of the way and grabbed Blaine's jacket, jerking him back.
"I am finally happy, and you're going to ruin it!" Blaine turned quickly, right behind him, his fist crashing into Kurt's cheek, releasing him from his hold as Kurt banged into a car. All the people were on the side walks, watching the two men in the street. "Quit it, you crazy son of a bitch." Kurt grunted, standing up and balancing himself.
Blaine froze midstride, slowly turning his head and speaking, barely above a whisper "Don't call me crazy."
"I wouldn't if you'd stop acting like a lunatic."
"Just call me crazy. One more time." Blaine warned, fully facing him.
"Insane, coo-coo, crazy" Kurt teased, leaning back against the car. Blaine shook his head slightly and walked to the sidewalk. He ripped a lightpost from theground and swung it at Kurt, crushing him between the car and the concrete beam. The wind was knocked out of him for a second. he pushed it off of him and charged toward the retreating man, tackling him before pulling him into the air and throwing him back down at the ground. Blaine sighed in annoyance, pulling off his sunlasses and standing up. He grabbed a peice of concrete, slinging it at Kurt. He dodged it, and watched it fly into a building, tearing a huge hole in the side. He winced slightly, turning back to get a car hurldling at him, knocking him to the ground.
Kurt pushed it off, looking up at Blaine, who was now standing over him. "Everything was going just fine until you showed up!" He yelled ignoring all the people around him, talking and snapping photots.
Kurt reached up, pulling Blaine down. He flipped them over to wear he was kneeling over Blaine, holding his arms down at his side. "Get off me! I fucking hate you!" He was yelling, now less angry, more sorrowful.
"Look! I'm sorry. I don't know who I am, or what I did, but I'm sorry."
Blaine stopped struggling, giving up as he droped his head back. He closed his eyes and took a deep shaky breath. Almost everyone was gone, fled the streets from the raining debri and rubble. It was eerily quiet as Kurt stared down at Blaine who was breathing hard and looking to the side. His breath hitched and he froze. Kurt followed his gaze, up to the building with gaping hole in the side. There was a man standing on the edge. starig down at the two in shock. Blaine sat up, pushing Kurt off of him as he looked carefully at the man. They both realized it at the same time.
Alex stood at the open ledge of the building, staring down at the two on the street. His coworkers where all gone, fleeding down the hallway to safer areas. Alex stood, unable to move, as his blue eyes flickered between Blaine and Kurt.
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And that is the end :(
My action writing sucks doesn't it?
Good new is, I will be continuing this in a sequal called "Falling From The Sky" so make sure you look for it to find out what happens next!