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Chapter 10
Santana had a plan; a plan so devious that the devil would envy. Her plan was not only going to destroy the glee members. No, her plan was so good, so devious, and so downright evil that it would set itself in history as the best plan in the world.
She was going to take it step by step, plan by plan and one member at a time. This was all about skill and patience, and unlucky for the glee members she had both. She had the skill of a future dictator and the patience of lioness stalking her prey waiting for the right moment to pounce going for the perfect kill, but instead of a gazelle for her prey it was the whole damn Glee club.
One by one they would taste the wrath of Santana Fucking Lopez. They will succumb to her power. They will cry, cower, and beg for her to stop, but she would only ignore their pleas of mercy.
Glee had started a fucking war. There would be no level playing field. Just her; the baddest bitch in fucking Ohio, and the fucking Glee club; the whiniest son of bitches in history.
There would be no Santana or Snix to come out and play. No, this was on a whole another level then Snix and her combined.
This was going to be the nastiest, dirtiest, and most painful war in Ohio history. Santana was bringing her biggest, baddest, and grittiest guns to the table and they were all aimed at the Glee club.
"San?" Brittany worriedly whispered watching her girlfriends face get darker and darker. Whatever her girlfriend was thinking or planning her was that she had nothing to do with it. Because by the look the Latina was wearing the Glee club was in a world of hurt.
"Yes babe?" Santana asked her face sacredly shifting to the usual happy and content one she wore when ever talking to her girlfriend or even being around the blonde.
"W-what you thinking about?" Brittany asked apprehensive about the Latinas quick shift in emotions. She knew about the girls alter-ego Snix because she had often been around to see the women's raft, but she never seen the girl shift so quickly between the two.
It usually took hours or even a whole day to get the Latina to calm down enough that for Snix to go back in her cage preparing for her next appearance. Santana had never been able to just switch from alter states so easily and for her to do it now was a major cause of concern and confusion.
The blonde couldn't figure out if this was a good thing or a very, very bad thing. She wanted to believe that it was the former, but she had known the Latina long enough to understand that it was highly likely that it was the latter.
"Nothing" Santana shrugged climbing off her bed and walking to her backpack. She had fostered hundreds of revenge plans during school today. Some of those even scared her and that was saying something since everyone knew that Santana Lopez wasn't scared of a fucking thing.
"Babe what is that?" Brittany asked her forehead scrunched up in confusion as she watched her girlfriend pull out some black files from her backpack.
"Just the Glee clubs records" Santana shrugged almost like it was the most common thing in the world for a high school student to have her fellow student's permanent records.
"Oh" Brittany nodded like that explained everything though the only thing it did was raise even more questions. She knew her girlfriend could do things that some teens could not even think of, but she didn't think the Latina would be able to get a hold of records that were supposed to be locked up and secured like they were the nation's top secrets.
"Just wanted to do some research baby" Santana smiled kissing the blonde on the lips before calmly opening up each file and laying them out on the bed.
"Fuck San" Brittany murmured seeing her ex-friends school photos and their basic information. She idly flipped through a file surprised to see everything in the file from attendance, grades, medical history, family information, and so much more.
"What?" Santana sheepishly asked walking to her desk and pulling out a permanent marker. "Didn't your parents ever tell you to do your research on your enemy so you know there greatest strengths and weaknesses?" she asked.
"Uh…No" Brittany shook her head. Her parents were never home to teach her the techniques of destroying your enemy. She knew Santana's mother could be downright nasty when it came to certain things such as protecting and defending her family and the blonde herself, and obviously the women had taught her daughter the same tactics she knew.
"They should of" Santana smirked uncapping the marker and writing numbers of files making sure that Berry was the last one to be numbered. She had a devious plan for her and people always said that it was better to save the best for last.
"This is not going to get you arrested or anything?" Brittany questioned extremely worried. She didn't want to think of her beautiful and loving girlfriend in a cold depressing cell or her either. Because if Santana went to jail then she was obligated to go as well as the supportive girlfriend she was.
"No" Santana shook her head quelling the blondes worries. Now if she was thinking of taking out some of the plans she had made when she first heard of the rumor then she would no doubt being heading to a maximum security prison, but she would never do that to her family or Brittany. Besides if she did go to jail then she was sure that it would only take her a couple of hours maybe a day or two till she ran the whole place.
"Alright" Brittany said taking her girlfriends word for it. She trusted the Latina and if she said that she or they would not be going to jail then she would believe her. Santana had never steered her wrong and she was positive that the girl wouldn't start doing it now. "So what's with the numbers?" she questioned noting that Rachel seemed to be the last one with Quinn just before.
"Hit list" Santana shrugged. "I'm going to knock off them off one at the time start with Chang" she said pointing to Mike's picture.
"Okay" Brittany nodded a large smile on her face. Sure anybody else would be freaked out by the Latinas devious ways, but she envied it. Her girlfriend had a strong sense of loyalty and though she didn't often put it on a public display it was still there, and once you betrayed the raven girls trust then their was no going back until she got you back.
Brittany loved her girlfriend's devious ways. Santana could probably be a top ranking leader in the military or even the world's most powerful dictator if she set her mind to it. The girl just had an act for getting revenge and destroying her enemies.
The entire blonde knew that if her girlfriend was to ever get into politics than the countries enemies would be in a world of hurt and turmoil when the Latina got down with them. Oh yes! Brittany could see the headline now 'President Santana Lopez is victorious in killing all major threats to humanity and officially solving world peace under her rule".
Of course she would be featured to as the girl who helped saved all the people that pissed the Latina off with a daily dose of her dick. They would call her 'Brittany: The dumbasses that fucked with her wife's savior'.
"So what's the plan baby?" she asked coming out of her thoughts surprised to see a bulletin board in the middle of the room with all the Glee club members pictured tacked on in numerical order.
"Oh that's the fun part" Santana smirked devilishly crossing out her first targets picture. Mike Chang may have been guilty by association but he was still guilty in her book.
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"What the fuck are we going to do!" Kurt exclaimed pacing the choir room floors. They had all stayed after school even when Mr. Schuester told them that practice was cancelled for the day.
"I tell you what were going to do" Mercedes said pacing along with the exuberant boy. "Were going to grab a car and get the fuck out of this town! Hell the state if we have to!" she yelled. She would be the first to stand up to Santana, but only when she was sure that it would cause little or no damage to her if she did so, but this was different. Santana was going to hurt them in the most sadistic and evil ways she could.
"With what money?" Artie questioned rubbing his forehead hoping for his headache to go away. He was just as stressed as everyone else but he couldn't just pace the floor like the two divas were doing now.
"We can rob a bank" Finn threw in only to get dumbfounded and aggravated looks from the rest of the club. "It was just a suggestion" he mumbled leaning against the piano with his head in his hands.
"Look we just need to stay calm about this" Rachel reasoned. "I'm sure Santana could not be that bad" she added only for her peers to look at her in shock. For a girl who counted herself as being intelligent she was pretty dumb when it came to things that dealt with common sense.
"Rachel you don't understand" Puck sighed trying hard to hide the anger in his voice. This was all her fault in the first place and instead of just sitting back and watching the Latina ruin the girl's life he was now going to be a victim in Santana's evil plans.
"Santana is not someone you think is that bad" Quinn said. "She's someone that you know is that bad" she added.
"We are talking about the girl that somehow managed to superglue Finns forehead to the desk in kindergarten because he stepped on her new shoes" Tina informed.
"So?" Rachel asked.
"We didn't have glue in our classroom!" Puck yelled.
"Or how about the time she somehow managed to get the lunch lady duct taped on top of the roof because the women refused to give Brittany extra tater tots" Quinn recounted.
"Lets not forget how she managed to have the principals bank account closed and all her money withdrawn to her because the lady gave her two months of detention when she punched that boy in the face for hitting Brittany in the nose in sixth grade" Finn said.
"Let's not forget about the time she got our fifth grade teacher a divorce from his wife because he failed Brittany" Kurt added.
"What about the time she stapled that boy up against the wall when we were six" Puck remembered.
"What's so scary about that?" Rachel questioned.
"Santana was only six at the time and the boy was in eighth grade" Artie deadpanned causing the brunette to look at them in shock.
"O-o-okay" Rachel whispered. "B-but that's it r-right?" she asked begging them to tell her that was all.
"That's only the things we and the cops know about" Quinn whined all of them silently praying for them to make it out alive.
"Well maybe that's all she ever did" Rachel shrugged.
"We wish" Puck scoffed. "Berry from the time Santana was born she was nothing but the spawn of Satan sometimes even worse" he winced thinking about the times he had the horrible pleasure of seeing the Latina at her worst.
"Two nannies, eight teachers, six principals, fourteen students, and seven other people" Everyone recited except the aspiring singer.
"What is that?" Rachel questioned confused. She wasn't born in Lima like everyone else so she didn't know much about Santana's past except from the few comments that people talked about. Before today it was like the Latinas past was forbidden from ever being talked about.
"Two nannies, eight teachers, six principals, fourteen students, and seven other people have disappeared" Quinn informed. "Thirty-seven people" she added.
"They suspect that Santana is the cause of their disappearance" Kurt informed. He remembered the scary stories that the other kids in school would say never truly understanding it until he was a lot older.
"I don't believe that" Rachel scoffed. "If they suspect her of causing the disappearance of thirty-seven people wouldn't she be in jail?" she asked highly skeptical.
"So everyone believes" Mercedes shrugged. "But they can't find any evidence against her or that the people even existed" she informed.
"Wait" Rachel paused. "Are you telling me that she is suspected of causing the disappearance of thirty-seven people that don't even exist?" she asked.
"No" Quinn shook her head walking up to the girl till they were face to face. "We know they exist but there are no records of them. We know it, but we can't prove it" she explained.
"Thirty seven" Rachel whispered finally getting the gist of it. "I really screwed up, didn't I?" she questioned her eyes watering up as she gazed at her friends and fellow glee members.
"HELL YEAH!" Everyone else replied.
"Oh god!" The brunette cried hideous thoughts running in her head just imaging the things the Latina could do to her, to them.
"Yeah" Puck nodded trying to hold in tears as well as he grabbed his backpack and headed to the double doors.
"Where are you going?" Mercedes asked causing everyone to study him. They were all scared to even walk out the door let alone go home in fear that something might happen.
"To make sure that people have my pictures in case I do go missing" The Jewish boy said over his shoulder before making his way out the door and down the hall.
"I vote that pregnant and Santana should never be spoken of in the same sentence again" Rachel whimpered.
"Duh!" Everyone replied even Finn.
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