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Brittany's POV
"Santana we really need to go, Jesse's in danger!" I shouted at Santana.
"Wait a second, Britt, I feel a vision coming on." Then Santana's face wore a blank expression on it. I knew exactly what was happening.
Her face gained an scared mask. "What did you see?"
"Jesse and Blaine are unconscious, locked in cage surrounded by these guy with red eyes, Azimio and a black-eyed Rachel."
"San, do you think you know where they are?" I asked.
"When I get near the place, I'll recognize it," Santana replied.
"Do know if they're in a forest, city or something else?"
"Forest, the place where they are trapped is in a forest."
"Let's try to get there before the vampires, Azimio and Rachel."
"How do you they're vampires?"
"I just do San. We need to get going now if we want to get there before them." San and I sprinted into the forest, together.
Next time I should ask Santana about what time she thought it was. Waiting for an hour wouldn't have been fun if Santana wasn't here.
Suddenly I heard the door slamed open.
"All right Azy, where do you want to put these guy?" Rachel's voice echoed through the room.
"Let's just put them in that old cage," Azimio's booming voice answered. "And the vamps are guarding them."
"Yesss Ssire," I heard the vamps hiss.
"What did I say about hissing?" Rachel sounded really angry. I finally saw Rachel's eyes. San was right, they were black. I knew exactly what that meant.
Azimio and 'Rachel' left the room.
"Time to take out some vamps!" Santana screamed/whispered to me. Before I could stop her, she punched a vampire right in the nose. The vampire's nose would've been bleeding, if he had blood running through his veins.
"Why you little!" The vampire said normally. Then the vampire growled, the other vamps formed a circle around Santana. They looked like they were about to drink her blood to the last drop. Luckily, I was there to save her. I went up to a vampire and tapped on her shoulder.
"Hey, get away from her!" I punched the female vampire's head. She fell on the floor, eyes closed. One down four to go.
"San look behind you!" I screeched. Santana didn't even look behind her, she just elbowed the vampire's stomach, sending him in the ground, unconscious. Then another vamp came at her from the left. She just punched his face and he passed out. That's my Future Seer.
A vampire ran up to me, I grabbed his head and threw him to the ground. One more blood sucker left.
"You may have beat them, but I have a black belt in tae kwon doe!" The vampire challenged. Santana just punched his eye and he passed out.
"You may have a black belt in tae kwon doe but now you have a black eye in um... SUCKING! Take that you very, VERY bad smelling undead freak."
"Seriously Santana, black eye in sucking?"
"You try thinking of a comeback in ten seconds!"
"Point taken. Let's just get these guys out of the cage and out of here."
"Not so fast!" The sound of Rachel's voice mixed with hatred made my blood freeze. It was so odd hearing her voice like that.
Finn's POV
"I think Brittany's in trouble," I said.
"What makes you say that?" Kurt asked.
"Look at this text." The text read: Pleas help us -B
"Let's get going then!'
"Wait Kurt, what if Pleas meant like some guy with the last name Pleas and someone named B texted the wrong number?"
"Finn, there are so many things wrong with you."
"HEY!"
"You know it's true."
"Yea, but the girls find it attractive, because they think they can change my idiot ways."
"Sure they do Finn. Let's just go. Brittany's in trouble."
Rachel's POV
'Please, please, please don't hurt Brittany and Santana! They're good people. Well Santana is most of the time.'
'Too bad.'
'Can you at least tell me why you're doing this?"
'Well, since your just a voice in my head, I'd guess there's no danger telling you.'
Flashback
Monster in Rachel's head's POV
When I was about your age, there was a war going on between the demons and humans.
I was a demon, but I wanted to help the humans. They, on the other hand didn't appreciate my help.
Humans are to blind to see that I could have did a lot of good for them, but they were only like, 'You demon!' Or 'You're only trying to trick us!'
There was only one person that belived that I was good.
His name was Christopher Hudson.
'You got to be lying.'
'No, and let me continue.'
No one really remembers this war. People and demons acted like it was some other war that was going on at the time.
In the end the humans killed Chris because he thought that I could help the humans. Then I felt something hard and cold enter my chest. I found out hat I had been killed. I also found this machine that let's me take over people's bodies. I could touch stuff in my soul form which is why I wear a cloak.
'What about Azimio?'
'I'm getting to that.'
When I was traveling in my cloak I found Azimio crying.
'Are you sure he was crying?'
'Yes, now be quiet.'
"What's wrong?" I asked. He stunk of a lycanthrope.
"My pack threw me out because I 'accidentally' murdered someone," Azimio replied. "It wasn't my fault that I did so. That stupid human said that werewolves shouldn't exist."
"I also have a grudge on human, lycanthrope. How 'bout you and me pair up against the humans?"
"Sure."
'Is that it?'
'Nope, there's one more thing you should know.'
"You monster, get away from me!" Someone by the name of Terri yelled, but it was too late for her, the machine was already attached.
I learned that Terri had a husband named William Schuester. Will was and still is a demon hunter so I decided to stay in Terri's body and make his life a living Hell. Apparently he finally earned the gut to get a divorce with me.
Rachel's POV
I didn't notice what was happening until it was to late. The demon only wanted to tell me the story so i wouldn't try to distract her while she was fighting. But her being Mrs. Schuester does make sense, like when she helped everyone in glee club cheat.
Finn, Kurt, Santana, and Brittany were fighting off Azimio, and the demon.
I knew that I needed to do something fast. I also needed to find out how to do something.
In the middle of the fight, a fox-dog-wolf thing was laying on the hard concrete floor.
People who are also a fan of my odd and random Faberry story should check out the poll on my profile. Thanks for all of the suggestions for Rachel's ability, I picked one that I thought would make sense. You'll see it in the next chapter. Next chapter: Rachel knows she has to do something. But how would she do it?