This is one of shortest chapters in the story. I don't want to dwell on it longer than this though, so… yeah.

There's a song in here: Breaking Benjamin's "Until the End." I believe Kurt is talented enough to reinterpret the song in a way that better suits his voice on the fly while waiting for something that could end with him dead. That's not sarcastic; he probably could.

Please review! You can even be sarcastic, though I may miss it. XP

Kurt: I Will Go On

Kurt waited. He knew Robin and Kitty would come back for him, even if he didn't know when. If they took too long, the police would arrive first. He hadn't slept for long. He was too excited. Instead, he settled for singing to himself while he waited. His voice was soft. Not timid, but tranquil. Something would end tonight, whatever happened.

So clever
Whatever
I'm done with these endeavors
Alone I walk the winding way
(Here I stay)
It's over
No longer
I feel it growing stronger
I'll live to die another day
Until I fade away

Rob burst through the door almost before Kurt realized it had opened. Kitty scurried to grab the last of their things.

"Fuck, should've cuffed you both," Robin growled as he freed Kurt's wrists. "C'mon."

"Hey, asshole, can I pee first?"

A shove toward the bathroom was all the answer Robbie gave. Kurt managed not to smile until he reached behind the toilet and found the gun Puck had hidden there for him. He made sure it was loaded before leaving the bathroom, thankful for the second time in his life that any self-respecting redneck would make sure his son could handle a gun.

Why give up, why give in?
It's not enough, it never is
So I will go on until the end
We've become desolate
It's not enough, it never is
But I will go on until the end

As soon as she saw him, Kitty froze. Robin stared at her for a moment before turning to Alex. The boy's smile widened. His captors were both armed, but he wasn't scared.

"Alex," Rob said, frowning, "You know two on one pretty much guarantees you'll lose."

"One of you will lose with me then." He leveled the gun, pointing it toward Robin. "Wayne Garcia didn't think I'd shoot, at least not before he did. You could learn a thing or two from his mistake. Kitty, cuff Robbie to my bed."

She hesitated, but Rob nodded. He still expected to get out of this. He probably thought Kurt would let him live. Maybe Rob even saw binding him as a sign that Alex just didn't want to be followed when he left.

Surround me
It's easy
To fall apart completely
I feel you creeping up again
(In my head)
It's over
No longer
I feel it growing colder
I knew this day would come to end
So let this life begin

When Kitty finished with the handcuffs, Kurt told her to leave the keys on the table by the door. Then he put a bullet in her brain. By the sound Robbie made, he hadn't expected Alex to shoot. Hadn't Kurt just reminded them of how he'd killed Wayne?

"Alex, by now you've guessed this wasn't actually part of my plan."

Kurt ignored him as he dressed himself. Then he pulled the knife Puck had left out of his pocket. He used it to cut off Rob's clothes.

"What's this then? Payback?"

"Yes."

This, Alex thought, must be what going insane feels like. He had a thousand deaths planned for Robin Banks, imagined sometimes angrily, others hopefully, and occasionally even lovingly as he lay awake at night unable to face his nightmares. Could he kill him? Of course he could kill him. He'd done it before, hadn't he? Fewer than five minutes had passed since he shot Kitty.

He thought of Jack screaming 'Save me,' but pushed it aside. Jack would want this too. Alex positioned himself between Robbie's legs, and the man tried to kick at him and pull away.

"Relax, moron. I'm not putting my dick anywhere. You may have noticed I have pants on."

Rob stared at Alex like he'd gone insane (maybe he had), and the pause gave the countertenor the chance he needed. He gripped the knife firmly and rammed the blade as far as he could up Robin's asshole. He frowned when the man screamed and used the rags of Rob's shirt as a gag as he sang to cover up the noise.

I've lost my way
I've lost my way, but I will go on until the end

He pulled the blade out to bring it to Robin's chest. Alex used his body weight as best he could to hold the larger man still. He wanted this to be readable. Red letters stared up at Alex from where he had pressed them into Robin's chest as the man writhed and screamed. They said, "The death of Kurt Hummel."

If a little hint was enough to scare off Puck, this should be enough to keep the rest of those he had left behind in Lima away from him too. It certainly looked like the work of a psycho. (It certainly felt like the work of a psycho.) He shivered.

Alex slit Robbie's throat like the man had shown him with Jack. He left the robber there and went to Kitty. He closed her eyes because even if she was insane to be with Robin and to help him, Kitty had been nice to Alex sometimes.

Before he left, Alex piled some of Robin and Kitty's things—money, phone, laptop, chargers, and knives, but not guns—into his duffel. He swung the strap over his shoulder and left the bodies of his captors for the police to find.

The final fight I'll win
The final fight I'll win
The final fight I'll win
But I will go on until the end

~.x.~

I do think this is exactly the sort of 'Take THAT, asshole' death that people like seeing jerks like Robin get. It's also a terrible, excessive thing for KURT to have done.

(I've known about this for a while. Sorry I had to rely on a technicality, JasonDragon64, when I said Kurt would never kill an innocent. I knew at that point he'd kill a guilty/evil man in a not very nice way but didn't want to give it away. x_x)

This is NOT the end. Or even all that close (my outline currently goes past chapter 35).

Review! You can ask how I'm supposed to have a story with Robbie dead! Then I can respond with something vague or misleading! And an exclamation point! :)