Thanks again to RyanReta, who gave me a prompt! Love you! I don't own Glee, the usual. Enjoy. P.S. I'm going on spring break and won't be updatng for a while, so...

It took everything I had not to break down and cry as I was embraced by the Hunters around me. "You won't regret it, Kurt! Just stick with us and we'll teach you everything we know." David said, releasing me. I just smiled as I was led into a large room, which I presumed to be sort of like a gathering hall, for boys of all ages and all wearing varying shades of grey were scattered throughout. Some were talking; some were fighting, reading, drawing. It was just kind of normal. Until David nodded towards Mr. Green and he called for silence. Every eye turned to where I was standing as Nick, Jeff, Dylan, and Wes went to go claim their spots in the mass of boys. Some of them grinned at me, others looked in awe and several glared at me, envious.

"Fellow Hunters! We now welcome Kurt into our ranks as a brother, friend, and comrade. We will do all we can to protect him, as he will to for us. We will fight alongside him to the death!" David said, and the boys chorused back, "To the death!" "Kurt, will you take up your place as a Hunter, against all creatures of darkness and evil?" I figured this to be some sort of initiation, so I nodded and repeated what I said before. "I will." David smiled and put a hand on my shoulder. "Then welcome to Dalton Academy!" The boys cheered and shouted "WELCOME!" at the top of their lungs. I just smiled, hiding my guilt.

David led me down into the crowd of boys. Many congratulated me; some just stared and said nothing. Mr. Green came up to me and apologized for just generally being an asshole. Hm, he wasn't such a bad teacher after all. David led me back to where his friends were standing. "Hey, why don't we go see Delilah? It's kind of like a rite of passage for newbies." Wes said, glancing at Dylan, who grimaced. "One time, okay? I let her hug me once! Let it go!" They all laughed and I glanced at the clock. 10 A.M.. I had been here for a while.

Dylan grabbed my hand and tugged be back out of the door to the Hall and down a lot of stairs. We were followed by the other four boys, led by David. As we went lower, the temperature got cooler. Finally we were in a long corridor with glass panels so I could see into the various rooms that lined the hall. In one, I saw a man just sitting there. He waved as I walked past. The tag on his glass window said "Paul- Lyncan~ Omega, Non- Biter." I shuddered. We walked past a few empty rooms until we came upon one with "Delilah" written on it with pretty pink writing.

"So you don't kill every… creature you face?" I asked, staring at the adorable blond girl that doodled on the floor of her room. "No- only the dangerous ones. Delilah didn't know what she was; she was just a scared little girl. And Paul, he doesn't want to hurt anyone. But if we find one that just kills to kill, you know, we have to take 'em out." Wes replied. "We're more… forgiving than the other groups. Speaking of, you wanna join ours? We're short one man." I shrugged and nodded. Nick and Jeff grinned, and then tapped on the glass.

Delilah looked up and grinned. I started as she ran towards the wall. She had blood-red eyes and fangs popping out of her mouth, visible only when she smiled. Her skin was pale and flawless, and she raised up a hand to put it against David's where he had pressed it up against the glass. "Are you gonna let me out now, Daddy?" she said, looking hopeful. I quirked and eyebrow and David and he just shrugged, "She started calling me that ever since we rescued her." Delilah noticed me and gave a squeal of delight. "A new friend! Give me a hug!" Dylan grabbed my arm and said. "Don't do it man. DON'T DO IT!" I rolled my eyes at him and smiled at the little vampire. Maybe I didn't have to hunt anything. I could actually save creatures…

We spent at least three hours down there with Delilah, and David even let Wes and me slip inside to play with her. My art skills fascinated her and she made me promise that I would teach her how to design. She tried to give me a hug as I left, but she settled herself with wrapping her tiny arms around my legs and squeezing. "I try not to hurt people- I really do Kurtie." she said as we left. I told her I understood. She sounded so much like Blaine. As we were walking back up the stairs, all five of them grinned at me. "What?" I questioned. "Time to train!" Wes whooped up the stairs, followed by Nick and Jeff. David, Dylan and I went behind them, rolling our eyes. Maybe I did fit in here.

Blaine's POV

I growled in frustration. Why would I just lose the connection? I was pacing the streets, searching for any trace of Kurt, but my senses were so dull in the middle of the day. I sighed and looked at my watch. It was two o'clock. That meant at least four more hours until the sun went down completely. I knew I probably shouldn't be around Kurt that late, but I needed to make sure he was okay. I guess I just had to wait it out until sundown, when I was at my strongest. And most dangerous.

Kurt's POV

David led us back to his dorm, where he cleared a spot in the middle of the room. "Groups train with each other, fight with each other, basically do everything together. That's why it's so important to have a tight-knit relationship with everyone in your group-" David began, interrupted by Nick. "-so that you can still be friends even after you get your ass kicked an innumerable amount of times." he said, grinning at Jeff. Jeff swatted Nick's arm and that started a wrestling match on David's area rug, which Nick won.

We then took turns fighting each other, and I was actually pretty good. I had Jeff pinned in five seconds, but I understood he was an easy target. Nick was harder, but I eventually got him down in 2 minutes. Dylan stayed out of it, sitting cross-legged on the bed, analyzing everything. Wes was also a worthy opponent, and we sparred for about 5 minutes before I won. Finally, I went up against David, who I understood to be the leader of our group. We fought hand-to-hand for twenty minutes before Dylan called a draw. Everyone looked at me like I was some sort of champion. I wasn't complaining.

We had been practicing for a while, and after my fourth fight with Wes (because he insisted on many rematches) my stomach growled. I realized that I hadn't had anything to eat since lunch the previous day (…thanks Blaine…). I let Wes pin me down once so I would be able to stop dueling him. "Yes! I GOT YOU, HUMMEL!" He did a victory dance around the room as I walked over to Dylan and sat next to him. "Um, when do we eat?" I asked him. He looked up from his "Periodic Elements" crossword and checked his watch. "Around six-ish, so, in, like, thirty minutes. Yeah, fighting can make you, like, really hungry." He said knowingly.

Wes was spinning Nick around the room. "I beat Kurt, I did it, not even David could!" David came over to stand by me and grinned. "Yeah- I don't think he realizes you let him win." I nodded. "Let him think it. If it makes him that ridiculously happy…" said boy was now dancing with both Nick and Jeff, the latter with a sour look on his face. "I've only seen him that happy when you got him a wagon full of Red Vines for his birthday, David." Dylan remarked. I turned towards him. "You like Red Vines?" I asked. "Of course- who doesn't?" Dylan replied. "Oh my god, where have you been all my life? Seriously, I love you!" I cried excitedly.

"Oh, you know- saving the world. Staying undercover." David said. Jeff came over to us. "Can we please go to dinner now? I'm tired of Wesley's gloating. And his flirty dancing with Nick." Wes was now dipping Nick, causing him to giggle uncontrollably. "Aw, you're just jealous cause you don't have the guts to admit you like him!" Dylan said. Jeff blushed beet red. "I don't- I didn't- I don't have a crush on Nick!" he whispered forcefully and crossed his arms. "Mm-hmm. That's why you keep a picture of him under your pillow." David smirked. Jeff flushed ever redder and stalked out the door. "You guys… approve of gay relationships?" I questioned. "Umm, duh. We're an all boy's school. Half of us are bound to be gay."

I smiled as Nick followed Jeff with his eyes, looking concerned. Wes just pulled Nick in for another spin. "Alright- Wes, stop it. It's time for dinner." David said, heading to the door. Wes continued bragging all the way down the hall until David shut him up with a smack to the back of his head. I laughed along with the others in my group. Wes, the persistent one, Nick, the joker, Dylan, the brains, David, the fearless leader, and Jeff, that extra guy. I was beginning to really like them all. And if they did more saving creatures than they did slaying, even better. If I didn't have to be a killer, well then maybe being a Hunter wouldn't be all that bad.

Blaine's POV

I shivered, but not from the cold. As the last of the sunlight faded from the sky, I could feel my full power return to me. Now I had to focus on finding Kurt. And then on not killing him when I found him. Alright, I needed to figure out where he was. I chanced taking a breath through my nose; his scent was so prominent I almost changed right then and there. I breathed through my mouth again and followed the trail I picked up on. I followed it all the way to his house- now I knew where he lived. Great.

I growled when I discovered that a man had taken him in his car. I could smell the rubber. And Kurt. But I could barley smell the man, as if he was dulled somehow. I ran as fast as I could (which was pretty damn fast), trailing the scent of rubber and metal that meant the car. I cursed as I came upon the gates of the Hunter school. "You're really cutting it close for this boy, Anderson." I thought as I climbed up the gates silently. Oh god, there were so many gays here!

I focused on my breathing (through my mouth, of course) and stalked up to one of the windows that had Kurt's scent most prominently wafting through it. There he was, but he wasn't bound or gagged like I had expected him to be. He was in a room with five other Hunters, two of which were within touching distance of him. And that was not okay. But he was laughing. I listened in on their conversation. "Oh my god, where have you been all my life? Seriously, I love you!" I heard him say. That was enough. I realized that he was friends with them, and maybe even more with one of them.

I put my head in my hands, backing away from the building. I choked back a sob. I didn't know why I was feeling this way. I promised myself that I wouldn't let myself get close to the beautiful-eyed boy. I let out a watery chuckle as I remembered something I said to Puck. "But demons aren't good at keeping promises." I said to myself, and now it was truer than ever.

Now I remembered how vivid and earth-shattering heartbreak was, and I hated it. Except this time, it wasn't I who killed my lover- no, it was reversed. Kurt had unknowingly killed me. I was sick of feeling. I let the instincts take over willingly, pushing emotions to the back of my mind. After all, Dalton was practically a buffet. And I had always been a stress eater.

Kurt's POV

I giggled as Nick cracked yet another joke, and glanced at Jeff, who laughed louder than anyone. I smirked. Oh, they were so oblivious it hurt. Mr. Green (who, as it turned out, was the only teacher at D.A.- we all taught each other) called for everyone's attention. "Hunter Kurt. Will you please stand?" I obliged and was met with furious applause. Mr. Green grinned and continued. "Now, I'm sure you've already picked your cohort, but this crap is ceremonial, so who do you wish to join in brotherhood forever, yada-yada, leaders please stand."

David stood up next to me and whispered "See- told you. He's extremely childish." Others who stood up included a tall lanky blond, a rodent-faced boy (who I disliked immediately), and many boys of all shapes and sizes. "I pick David's, uh, cohort, sir." I stated as said Hunter grinned at me. "Alright, teammates, welcome your new comrade with open arms, show him the ropes, don't let him die, the usual. Now chow down, as I'm sure you're all very tired of me rambling." All of the boys in the Dining Hall (David gave me a map of Dalton- very useful) complied.

Everything was fine up until the large wooden doors swung open with a crash. All eyes turned towards the noise. I gasped aloud. Blaine was standing there, staring at every boy with malice and pure murder in his eyes. Which were pitch-black. Finally, the tense silence was broken as someone farthest from the door shouted "WHAT THE EFF? IT'S A FREAKING DEMON! GET IT!" I rushed towards him as everyone ran in the opposite direction. David noticed this and grabbed my arm. "There is NO WAY I'm letting you die on your first day!" I made a frustrated sound as I was dragged away from Blaine. He noticed and glanced towards me.

He cocked his head to the side as if trying to figure out who I was. Then a grin spread across his face. It gave me chills. The bad kind. He rushed in my direction, but veered off and grabbed some random kid from the front row. All I could do was stare as he looked me in the eyes and ripped the kid's throat out with his bare hands. A few boys screamed at the sudden pool of blood on the floor. David stopped with me, the others near. "Delilah." he whispered as he tried to make it to the door. "DAVID! NO!" I screamed after him as he rushed towards his death.

I ran up to him, and Blaine took his time chasing us. No one made any move to help us as we ran to the doorway. They knew they couldn't. But I sure as hell wasn't dying after I finally found somewhere that I was accepted. I turned and faced Blaine as David continued running for Delilah. I hoped he made it. Blaine smirked as he came face to face with me. "We meet at last." He said as he stopped. His voice was deep and menacing. "So, you're a Hunter. You failed to mention that." I glared at the Blaine that so wasn't Blaine. I said nothing. "You realize that I'm going to kill you, right?" he laughed. Still nothing.

He began to get frustrated and the other Hunters watched with bated breath. "I don't think you can hurt me." I finally said. "And why do you think that?" he questioned, brushing the area that he had bit me in over the scarf. "Isn't it obvious?" I said, trying to buy the others time. And myself. I wanted to live. Definitely. I opened my mouth as if to answer, then swept my leg out to trip him. He went down, and I ran, causing a diversion. He snarled as he got up to his feet and tackled me from behind. We slid on the tile floor as the Hall erupted with the cheers of boys. "Run you idiots!" I yelled as I flipped us so that Blaine was under me.

I would have blushed if the situation wasn't so serious. He grabbed my throat and I could feel his nails digging into my skin. He threw me off of him and got up so that je towered over me. Then he was attacked from behind me a little girl about five. "GET AWAY FROM MY KURTIE!" she screamed as he was knocked over "Delilah?" I whispered, throat hoarse. David came up behind her. "Good job sweetie. And you're a moron, Kurt." I grinned as Blaine rose to his feet again.

"Oh, so you have to be rescued by your boyfriend now, Kurt?" he sneered as he advanced on us again. "How does it know your name?" David asked as Delilah stood in front of us. Blaine looked shocked to see her. "Delilah? What the hell are you doing here?" he asked her as David and I gaped. "I'm protecting Daddy." she said defiantly. Blaine rolled his eyes. "Humans, Delilah? Really? You're real parents are looking for you, you know." He said to her. I felt my diva rising as I snapped "Speak for yourself, Blaine. Don't you get on to her for liking a human!" He glared as he snapped back "I'm over my human phase, thank you. I'm done with humans."

David now gaped at me. I just waved him off and went forward to slap Blaine. Hard. I don't know why I did it. Just feeling particularly audacious, I guess. His eyes burned with rage. "You-you…" and then he unexpectedly started laughing. The Hall was empty now, save for my cohort and Delilah. Blaine doubled over with laughter as my eyebrows knitted together in confusion. He lifted his head and I was relieved to see that his eyes were hazel and sparkling with joy. "No-nobody but you w-would ever do something like that!" he choked out between fits of laughter.

David gasped. "You're a shifter?" Blaine finally stood straight up, staring at David with calculating eyes. He turned toward me and smiled softly. "We so need to talk." he said hoarsely, mocking me. "I did not sound like that!" I said indignantly. "Did too." He said. David looked on in shock and I sighed. "I suppose you're right. We do need to talk." "A lot." David added. Blaine's eyes darkened and I noticed. "Chill, Blaine." He glared at me.

"I can't chill. I have a body temperature of 107 degrees, Kurt. God." I rolled my eyes and grinned. And then he noticed the mangled body of that teen on the floor. "Oh crap. Who did I kill?" he said, glancing at his blood covered hands. He sniffed them and I feared another episode, but he jerked his hands away from his face. "Oh god, that's terrible!" he said, wrinkling his nose. "What- too innocent for you or not gay enough?" I said, earning another glare. "Seriously, who did I kill? He must be more evil than me- his blood smells like chocolate-coated cotton candy sprinkled with candy rocks and doused in liquid sugar!"

David cleared his throat and spoke up. "That's Sebastian, one of the cohort leaders. He has a pretty bad track record." Blaine glanced at him. "Sorry." He bit his lip. "S' okay. You probably did the gay community a favor." Nick and Jeff, who popped up behind him like the ninjas they were, agreed. "He was a total douche." Jeff said. "Mm-hmm. Gave us a bad name." they grinned at each other. Wes and Dylan came up behind them. Dylan came closer to Blaine. "So… you're a shifter?" Blaine nodded and I raised my eyebrows at him. "It means I shift from human to- well, not so human." he grinned.

Delilah peeked out from behind David's leg. Blaine crouched down. "Sorry for what I said about humans, Del. They're pretty cool." Delilah smiled at him, flashing her fangs and Nick scoffed. "Pretty cool? We're freakin' AWESOME!" Blaine chuckled and stood. "So… why do you have a vampire here? And how are you a Hunter, Kurt?" I smiled sheepishly at him. "Those are good questions for David! David?" But he shook his head. "I'm not saying anything until we get some answers. First off, why are you on friendly terms with a shifter, one of the most powerful creatures?" I sighed and decided to retell the whole thing from the beginning, starting with the bullying.

Blaine growled when I mentioned Puck and Finn, and Wes flinched. "So you did kill them! I knew it! I told you Kurt, in the evidence room, that a demon did it!" Dylan shouted. "Yes, congrats on being right again, genius. Does it ever get old?" I questioned him. He shook his head. "Wait- evidence room?" Blaine said. "Yeah, the title's… pretty self explanatory." Dylan said. I didn't understand Blaine's expression until he asked "…is there pictures? And Kurt saw them?" I looked at him sympathetically. "I don't judge you, Blaine." He nodded.

I continued without further interruption until I mentioned that Blaine bit me. "You couldn't have left that out?" he muttered. Delilah demanded to see it. "No fair- how come Blaine gets to taste? I bet he's yummy!" Blaine just chuckled. He leaned over and whispered so that only she and I could hear. "Oh, he is. Very." I blushed and Delilah giggled. I unwound my scarf and removed my gauze. Blaine looked at it almost appreciatively. The others gasped. "So that's why you wear a scarf- I thought it was just a fashion statement!" Jeff exclaimed. "But no- Kurt's been hiding a demon hickey!" Nick burst out, turning Blaine and me red.

Finally I got through up until now, skipping over parts that I knew would anger Blaine. While it was still night, I couldn't chance him losing it. "So instead of killing us… you save us?" Blaine was questioning David, who nodded. Dylan checked his watch. "Oh my god- it's almost three in the morning! Well, I'm going to bed- see you in the dorms. And I'll take this to my grave. You're lucky Blaine. We are literally the only cohort that would do this for a soulless monster like yourself." He was joking, of course, and grinned to show it. One by one, the Hunters filed out of the Hall until it was only Blaine and I left. He stood about five feet away. I had a feeling he did it on purpose.

"So…" Blaine said, half smiling. "Sorry for screwing up your first day at Dalton." "No worries, it was still pretty awesome. You know, minus the crazy, out-of-control demon." I smirked. "When will I see you again?" Blaine suddenly asked. I took a breath before answering. "… I don't know. Now that I'm… well, a Hunter, I have to stay here and train. Plus, if I did my job right, which I don't, you'd be dead. Why does it matter anyway?" I asked bitterly. Blaine closed his eyes before coming so close to me so that I could feel his breath on my face.

"Because I'm an idiot. I went and did the thing I promised myself I would never do again."

"A-and what is th-that?"

"…I think you know, Kurt."

He leaned closer. His arms wrapped around my waist as he pressed his lips against mine, and my hands wound around his neck. I thought it was going to stay like that, but I felt Blaine's tongue swipe against my bottom lip and I opened my mouth. Our lips moved in synchronization, my hands gripping his curly hair and his hands clutching at my shirt. I was freely moaning into Blaine's mouth. That is, until I felt fangs pressing into my lip. I gasped and pulled back, breathing hard. Blaine was also breathing heavily, but I could see the tips of his fangs protruding from his swollen (…I did that…) lips.

He put a hand to his mouth. "…sorry." he said softly. "I totally just ruined the moment." "Do you need me to…?" I tried to move away, but his hands held me firmly in place. I waited until his breathing slowed. "You okay?" I asked. He nodded. "Better. You?" I smiled and nodded. "So… you just Edwarded me." I said. "How dare you compare me to that mockery of a vampire! Sparkles my ass, if you put Delilah in the sun, she'd burst into flames, not sparkle…" Blaine muttered. I laughed, but he gasped. "What?" I questioned him. "Y-your lip. It's bleeding…" I brought my fingers up to my mouth and when I pulled them back, they were tinged with red. "Sorry." he said again. Then I had an idea. "Might as well not let it go to waste…" I said, kissing Blaine again.

He gasped against my mouth. I held fast onto his hair, not letting him pull back. I opened my mouth against his, feeling his tongue wander over my blood. Blaine gasped again, this time accompanied with a moan. He took my bottom lip into his mouth, sucking. I didn't really understand, but I was actually really turned on right now. I let him suck my blood (weird) for a few minutes before pulling away, my lip coming out of Blaine's mouth with a pop. I cleared my throat as he stared at me, aghast. "Nice alternative to killing, don't you think? And don't act like you didn't think it was hot." I said upon seeing his expression.

"Why would you- you just- you just let me- I just sucked your blood." He whispered mostly to himself. We both started as we heard footsteps nearing the Hall. Blaine quickly separated himself from me. "Bye." he whispered, disappearing. "Aw, what? Not cool, Blaine." I said angrily. I heard a disembodied chuckle and nothing more. "Kurt? You coming to bed?" David said from right behind me. "Ah, god David, don't do that! Freaking ninjas, that's what they train here…" His eyebrows rose at my bloody lip. I ignored his questioning glance and made him lead me to my dorm.

Blaine's POV

I sighed as I bounded up the stairs and into my room. I couldn't believe it. Kurt was mine. No one else's. And he had let me drink from him. I could feel his aura stronger than ever now. I sat down at my desk, setting to work on editing the painting until it captured what he looked like after a hot and heavy make-out session. With me. Not some random guy, or god forbid, a girl. I made sure to add the bleeding lip for effect. Because I could. And it was my mark that he was mine. Mine. Mine…

O…kay stalker!Blaine! I hope you like my OCs. I like Dylan. He's a nerd. And hooray for established Klaine! Reviews make Blaine's urges to kill lessen and his want for Kurt's blood (and body) rise. Also, should this change to M so I can add some extremely possessive Klex? Let me know. Really. Cuz I like Klex. A lot.