AN: I'm actually really glad no one has caught on to what Brittany is, and everyone is so curious, I feel like I hint too much, but I only do it so in the end everyone can be like Oh wow! *face palm* lol anyway, this chapter is pretty much the point of no return for Brittany and Santana. Some revelations and as I warned, trouble is almost here. We're about to see in the mind of a maniac... And I'm sorry for the verrrrry horrible cliff- hanger please don't kill me... Plus I can't update till next Wednesday but it will up by then I promise! PM me for anything :) Song of the chapter is 'Summer Nightmares' by Discopolis.
Disclaimer: First I want to say I do not mean to offend God or any of his fellow worshipers or China… This is an AU story. I sadly don't own Glee or their characters, but I do own 'this' world I created, the team of Elders, and Gage! Gage is all mine =] This is Rated M for language, humor, violence, and a series of steamy lady sexy times, but there is an epic story line in the making! So Enjoy! ;)
Ch. 11 Summer Nightmares
Santana:
It was a war outside. I wanted to say it was raining cats and dogs but that would be putting it lightly. It was raining rhinos and elephants. Lightening cracked outside as the rain beat against my window. The sky was unbelievably dark, you'd think it was night and not four in the afternoon.
I groaned in annoyance as another stomach pain passed through me. I glared at the droplets of rain hitting the glass panel of my window and silently cursed the the heavens. Six days... Brittany and I have been stuck apart for six days because of mother nature and this cursed weather.
"I am in misery, there ain't no body who can comfort me oh yea...", I sang in discomfort.
'Will you just chance the weather and go to her, and FEED ME DAMN IT!', Snix roared within my mind.
I smirked, glad that she was suffering with me.
Snix had been nothing but insufferable ever since I healed from the minor brain injury a week ago. She complained that everything had faded from her awareness for fifteen minutes and has been in a sour mood ever since.
'I first realized you were an imbecile like you're grandmother when you let the human leave for two weeks. Then you decided you were some type of angel that could fly and nearly snuffed out my awareness with your scrambled brain. And now! you've left the human again because it was her time of the month... just why was I bound to you!', she groaned and I frowned.
I opted to speak aloud since no one was around to think I'm crazy.
"First off, fuck you Snix! Second the first two events were accidents you can say... Third, Ew! don't you have any morals... yea I was going to leave her alone, she was bleeding! At least be happy she has irregular periods", I exclaimed and Snix scoffed.
'If only I could gift you right now with my perfect physique you'd have the proper equipment and it wouldn't be a problem', Snix spoke with a sigh of resignation and I frowned.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean", I questioned but Snix was silent so I decided to throw in my two cents. "Besides even if Britt wasn't on her period there's a fucking storm going on so I cant get to her. We're still screwed", I snorted.
Again I was answered by silence and I growled in frustration out loud. My stomach panged again and I really wanted to kill something right now. My ears pricked at a sound that didn't fit with the weather outside. It was a thudding sound and I looked quizzically at my open bedroom door.
'The hell is that?', I thought curiously as the thudding continued.
I slid out of bed and like the wind, I breezed out of my room and into the main entrance of my home. It was there I realized someone was banging on my door.
'Huh... no one ever uses my front door, must be an assassin', I thought evilly. 'Mm Britt said no killing but this is self defense', I grinned as I unlocked the door and hid in the shadows.
The house was dark, the flashes of lightening was really the only source of light. Brittany hadn't been here so I found no need to turn on the light in my house.
I heard the person take a pause then opened the door. I was going to pounce when the scent of rain and mud filtered into my nose but the light traces of fresh water, and lilies stopped me cold. Then there was...
"San?", Brittany's voice called out in confusion.
'What was she doing here... How was she here? Why?', all these questions overloaded my brain and caused me to stay silent.
"Uh San I know you're here the door unlatched, and you said you've never met ghosts", she said simply and I couldn't help laughing.
She turned in my direction but I had already whisked myself over to her. She leapt towards the wall closest to her, an embarrassingly squeal passing her lips noting my close proximity.
"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST SANTANA! WHAT THE HELL!", she shouted and I grinned at her angry face that was shrouded in darkness.
"Sorry...", I said not in the least bit apologetic.
I raised my eyebrows as I heard her fleeting thoughts to make me wear bells.
'Hah! That would be the day', I sneered.
"San can you turn on the light, I can't really see too much of you, and I'm cold", she began and I just flipped the switch behind her head.
Once the light was on I could really see how soaked she was. Her hoodie was sopping, she had twigs in her unruly dripping wet hair, some leaves clung to her wet jeans, and her rain boots were caked in mud but she was still the epitome of beauty. I loomed over her and couldn't help my eyes roving all over her to make sure she was alright from her travel here. Gathering my results and just enjoying her close proximity I settled Brittany with a stern look.
"Brittany there's like a bloody hurricane outside, why on earth would you come here during it", I scolded.
She scoffed at my worries and I frowned. 'This was serious... and she was scoffing at me'.
She saw my face and pulled me closer. Breathing in her scent calmed me to an extent.
"I walk around hurricanes all the time, seeing the nature reap what we sow is fascinating", she explained thoughtfully. "Besides I came because I missed you and I know you're hungry", she stated as she traced my sickly features.
"That's incredibly... unwise and dangerous... And I'm fine", I mumbled.
Brittany snorted and I glowered at her.
"What?", I demanded and she snickered.
"See I have a tough time believing you're okay when your eyes are glowing in a really creepy way... and you're eyeing me like a freshly cut Salisbury Steak", she stated with a grin as I snapped my gaze away from hers.
'I didn't even realize I was doing that', I thought ashamed.
"You're not just food to me", I hurried to explain myself.
"I kinda am", she stated resolutely and I shook my head looking into her eyes so she'd believe me.
She looked resigned and I didn't like that. Hell even Snix didn't like that look judging by her sounds of protest.
'Do something now you ungrateful urchin!', Snix snapped.
My brain wasn't working properly so I literally stayed silent much to Snix's dismay. Brittany sent me a sad smile then walked towards my stairs, and I trailed after her. I finally spoke up after getting to the glass room.
"My room is downstairs Britt", I mumbled and she made a sound to agree but didn't look at me.
'Look at me please', I begged inwardly because I was too much of a coward. She didn't.
She couldn't read my thoughts...
The room was a lot more dreary without the sunlight reflecting off the stained glass. This was Brittany's favorite room, but I didn't understand why we were here now. The room was dimly lit and her back was too me but I could still see the slight tremor in her body.
I walked pass her too the far wall and grabbed the matches above the fire place section. I lit it and called Brittany over.
"Come over here, you'll be warmer", I stated and she made her way too me.
She stepped out of her boots and kicked them off to the side somewhere. My eyebrows twitched upward as she unzipped her jeans and peeled the wet material off of her, and I couldn't help my intense stare at her bare legs.
'What are you doing', I thought as I reigned myself to not ravish her.
She cleared her throat and my gaze slid up from her pale thighs to her face that was looking pass me. I cocked my eyebrow in question and she just put her arms up like so many other times she'd undress around me. She hated to admit it but she constantly got stuck in her shirts so I always helped.
I swallowed hard to ebb the slow burn of hunger creeping in my body and got into her personal space. One of my hands gripped her hip and the other grabbed the material of her hoodie. My fingers crept under her hoodie and tentatively grazed cold clammy skin underneath. Brittany's stomach muscles clenched at my touch but relaxed after a second. I pushed the wet material of her hoodie up and over her head, letting the wet material fall on the floor next to her jeans with a wet squelching sound.
Her hands fell to her sides but my hand on her hip stayed. She glanced at my eyes and I leaned in closer. I inhaled her scent and groaned because of the pain growing in my body to stay still and not dominate what I thought was mine.
'The struggle...', I groaned in my mind.
"Britt...", I murmured in pain as I couldn't hold back any longer.
I pushed my body flush against hers and my nose buried itself in her neck. My hands rubbed her thighs on their own accord but I wouldn't do anything till she said so.
She nodded and instantly I had her pinned to the ground. I could hear her racing pulse in my ears and I got excited. My mind fogged over and the hunger settled in my mind. I blame Snix at the sound of ripping fabric, but I blame myself for the lack of restraint.
I looked down to see Brittany's eyes but they were averted elsewhere. I paused, the haze of hunger lifting immediately as if I were dumped with a nice bucket of ice cold water.
"Look at me Britt", I whispered but she didn't.
Her lip trembled and the scent of salt came forward. I was at a loss for words, I leaned off of her, putting my weight all on my arms.
"Brittany?", I asked alarmed but she just sniffled. "What's wrong?", I questioned.
She trembled against me as she let out a tiny "I'm scared...".
I grimaced.
'I didn't want her to be scared of me'.
"This is all just becoming really confusing for me... I know I've never been the sharpest tool in the chest or whatever the metaphor is but I'm pretty sure this is an unhealthy relationship", she rushed out on the verge of a breakdown.
"Britt...", I tried but she shook her head.
She let out a shuddering breath, and the next words she said stunned me.
"I'm falling for you, and I'm terrified...".
I looked at her and my heart warmed considerably.
"Oh Britt...", I whispered as I made her look at me. "I'm really really sorry", I said.
Her tears streamed freely and I felt a pang of guilt.
'I never wanted her to cry because of me', I thought.
My clothes came off in a flurry and my skin touched hers. I had been a coward, I knew how she felt but didn't want to deal with the consequences. I thought it would be better not to get attached but I was mistaken.
'I'd fix this...', I promised mentally.
I'd show her there was nothing to be scared of because I loved her back. I fell for her a long time ago, she was my diamond.
I kissed her lips and looked into her sad blue eyes.
"I love you", I breathed out just as I entered her body with my fingers.
Alma:
I sneered at the weather and looked at the young male kneeled before me. I smelled no fear or shame from him as he eyed me with a knowing glance.
In flash I was away from my desk and in front of him. He didn't looked alarmed and it annoyed me.
"Now tell me Mason who sent you?", I ordered and then boy sent me a blank stare.
My hand wrapped around his throat in a flash.
"I do not repeat myself boy!", I growled and he said nothing."Do you have no respect for higher authority? If you do not answer me I will kill you now where you kneel", I hissed and the boy coughed as I began choking him.
"I wi-will be reborn and laugh in the face of your anger- you spiteful wench", he spoke finally.
The loud sound of a snap made me happy for a bit and his head tumbled from my hand. I scoffed at the body that turned to dust then disappeared. The horrid weather did not stop, in fact it raged on worse.
"By the spirits who give me breath I will find out how to kill an elemental one day, they're benevolence exhausts me", I muttered.
"Zachariah!", I demanded and an old male blurred into the room.
"Yes elder?", he asked as he knelt before me.
"Postpone my meeting with my rebellious granddaughter for now. I just realized how much more of a headache I will have in her presence, and I already have one because the elemental was as stubborn as ever", I growled in annoyance.
"Santana is a hand full, and I told you elder; Elementals are a stubborn species... His storms will last no more than another two weeks at the most. Would you like to play with some of the remaining prisoners in the mean time?", he asked to appease me.
"What's to do? I drained them, broken every bone in their body, skinned them, ripped out a few spinal cords, and yesterday it was quite a show but I made them drink acid mixed with a dreadful smelling cleaning product the house servants use, I think its called beach... It was quite interesting", I grinned to myself.
Zachariah shrugged.
"Huh... but I suppose I can entertain my husband for a night or two then go back torturing those fools till the storm let's up... then we must get back to business, I hear there was an uproar in China", I stated amused.
Zachariah rolled his eyes.
"When isn't there...", he answered and I laughed cruelly.
"When the storm ends we'll travel there and see what is the issue, once that dispute is dealt with we'll go see my rambunctious granddaughter", I stated.
Tina:
I didn't bother looking up from my magazine when the door to my room opened and closed.
I looked towards the table near the door and saw my hot food waiting for me. I aimed to stand when a vision rocked me off my feet. I fell back onto my bed with clenched eyes, the icy feeling of the future passing through the cortex of my mind. I shivered.
It was dark in the vision, but objects were moving pass at an accelerating rate.
'Someone was running', I guessed as I watched on.
The person passed a sign that read "Now Entering Lima, Ohio".
I frowned. Someone was coming here soon and fast. I tried to see who it was but the next part of the vision flashed.
I was staring at the intimate embrace between Santana and Brittany.
"I love you", Santana spoke in hush and I grinned proud.
'They're so cute', I gushed.
But the vision faded to the next one, and my grin fell off my face as if it was never there to begin with.
There was a growl from a woman on a hospital bed and an old woman laughed.
'Alma...', I thought distressed.
"My old friend why such hostility?", she crooned.
"Nunca fuimos amigos", the sick woman growled from her bed side.
Alma blurred in front with intent to kill.
"You can't kill me without reason Elder", the weak voice spat.
"Oh pobres te engañe... but I can and I'll make it look like an accident. You're sick and dying remember? It's not that hard to will a nurse to mix up you're medication... All you have to do is tell me what I wanted to know", Alma purred evilly.
"There's nothing to tell, I told you already. I've severed my ties to you just as my alpha has wished", the sickly woman spoke firmly.
"So be it", Alma snapped. "I never liked you wolves, anyway".
The vision fizzled out and when I could see clearly, I was staring at scattered bodies in front of me. Some were familiar faces others foreign. It was a massacre and I could smell the blood in the air. I looked to the far right and saw something I wish I hadn't before another vision pushed through.
"I am a messiah!", a child's voice rang through my senses.
I knitted my brow in confusion when I saw a young boy standing on water manipulating droplets of the lake he stood on. He had dirty blonde hair and murky blue eyes.
"I blame you! You should've never let him read the Bible, he thinks God is a joke now", a young woman spoke distressed.
"You said teach him about his heritage... God is a big part of humans history, I should know I saw it on tv", another woman spoke amused.
"That's so not aces... I will not be apart of my son getting struck down by God because of your misguided belief in television", the younger of the two shouted and the older woman scoffed.
"Fine. Calm down... ROMAN B. LOPEZ! STOP FOOLING AROUND WITH GOD OR HE'LL SMITE YOU!", she hollered and the younger woman gasped scandalized.
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME SANTANA! DON'T TELL HIM THAT!", the younger woman screamed.
'Dear mother of God a hybrid child', I thought in alarm.
Then I caught a fleeting glimpse of a blonde not moving on the floor.
'Wait what?! Brittany… SHIT!'.
My eyes snapped open and I sat up from my laid out position. What felt like hours was just seconds. I bypassed my food that was still steaming hot and hurried out the door. I needed to do some intervening NOW.
I pulled out my cellphone.
Santana:
I laid back on my plush carpet, and draped a blanket over our bodies. Brittany was awfully quiet as she stared into the fire. She hadn't said anything since my confession. I stared at the side of her head for long minutes till the silence became unbearable with my insecure thoughts.
"Brittany... say something", I asked gently as I maneuvered her to her back.
I crawled on top of her and stared down at her, while she looked straight back.
"I-I... I love you Santana", she stated and my breath hitched. "I love you more than I've ever loved anyone else in this world", she answered softly and I had an uncontrollable urge to kiss her.
So I did, and when our lips met, I tried to pour every emotion I was feeling at the moment into the kiss. My hand slipped underneath the blanket I draped over us and skimmed across taut flesh. I bent down to her ear and whispered into it.
"Let me love you", I spoke hotly as I looked up to her.
Brittany's eyes snapped closed and she ordered, "Do it".
I pushed her neck aside gently then kissed the base of her nape, then slide to her jawline. I traced my tongue from there to her collarbone then kissed both.
I sat up, straddling her waist and she held my hips. I stared at her beautiful face down to her glorious body and nearly groaned at the hunger that hit me.
I lent back down and gave her a bruising kiss as my fingers slipped between our bodies and into her core. She gasped as I wiggled my fingers around. She was undeniably wet and I felt an urge to fuck her senseless and consume her entire soul, nearly overload me but I didn't. I did something I was always told not too.
I spread her folds and pressed my mound to hers. Brittany gasped and I ground into her harder.
I never did this because my mom said it was dangerous, but she most likely meant it was too intimate, too intense of a feeling for one who was just snacking on their prey. But God did I want to be closer, and it felt so good...
'Santana...', Snix started and I viciously told her to shut up. Blocking her from my head.
I pressed into her more and moaned into Brittany's ear, I felt my orgasm coming a little to quick and I slowed down my grinding much to Brittany's dismay.
'Fuck...', I thought as I twitched a little. 'The struggle...'.
Everything was too hot, too intense, too wet, just too much everything... I almost sobbed at how close I was but I refused to cum first, that was just embarrassing on my part, so I decided to play dirty.
I groaned in Brittany's ear, "Oooh.. fuck Britt".
Brittany's body tensed up and shuddered a little. The only thing I got out of getting minor brain damage was that I learned Brittany can not resist dirty talk. It really gets her turned on. I call it her mental pleasure button.
"Mmm, feels so good", I moaned expertly as I ground harder against the blonde and her jaw clenched.
"Santana...", she mewled and I knew I almost had her.
"Mmm so wet... It's amazing... You're pussy is gloriously amaz-", Brittany's hand slapped over my mouth to shut me up as she arched.
Her body spasmed and I grinned as she came.
'SCORE!', I thought and I let myself release.
Brittanys body was slumped beneath me when I clenched my eyes shut and let the great feeling of orgasming flood through me.
"Ah... Ughh..", I groaned through her hand and relaxed on top of her.
Her hand dropped from my mouth.
I don't know how much time that passed. Everything was white and there was no noise. My lady bits tingled in satisfaction and I felt so flipping good!
'Oh orgasm how I missed you', I thought dreamily.
I blinked open my eyes as my senses came back to me. I was greeted with silence. Except for the fire crackling and the storm raging outside I heard nothing. For some reason that struck me as odd but I was riding cloud nine right now so I didn't think too much of it.
A voice in my head kept growling at me and I kept ignoring it.
'God damn it Santana! SNAP OUT OF IT!', Snix roared and I blinked again.
"Britt be glad you don't have a temperamental woman screaming in your mind", I spoke amused but I didn't get an answer.
Silence. No laughter. No movement. No breathing... No heartbeat...
My heart nearly shot out of my chest cavity.
"FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCKKKKKKK! BRITTANY", I flashed up to my feet with the limp blonde in my hands.
Silence.
'What did I do...'
Spanish translations:
"Oh pobres te engañe": Oh you poor fool
"Nunca fuimos amigos": We were never friends