No One's POV


"That Glee Club took EVERYTHING from me, and now, I'm returning the favor!" The man cries.

"You don't have to do this-" Blaine says, standing in between the man and the kids.

"Who are you anyway?" Mr. Schue asks, stepping in front of Blaine.

The figure pulls off his hood and reveals his face. Mr. Schue's eyes go wide.

"Matt?"


Earlier that Day...Blaine's POV...


"So, the slushie maniac strikes again." I say, looking at the piano, covered in slushie.

I sigh.

Great.

One more thing I have to worry about.

"Hey Blaine-" Rory starts, entering the classroom. He drops his bag when he sees the piano. "Whoa, please tell me you tripped and spilled your drink on the piano."

"Wish I could, Rory. Our slushie-ing friend is back again." I say, gathering paper towels to wipe up the mess. "I pray the inside isn't ruined..." I say as I wipe up the slushie from the keys and top of the piano. "Oh, I can't bear to look..." I cover my eyes and turn around from the piano. I reopen them as Rory walks over.

"Here, I'll do it." Rory says, slowly opening the piano top, peaking inside. He squeezes his eyes shut. "Don't look inside, Blaine."

I rub my hands over my face, sucking in my breath.

"Great. Another thing ruined by this guy. He's been a huge pain in my ass all year."

"I'm sorry, Blaine-"

"Don't be, Rory, that bastard should be. I'm going to Mr. Schue."

"Alright. Want me to get rehearsal started if you don't get back in time?"

"Yes, Please, thank you."

"No problem."


"Ruined, Mr. Schue, totally, completely ruined!" I pace in front of his desk.

"This guy is going to pay for the damages he's caused when he's caught." Mr. Schue assures me.

"If he's ever caught, you mean. This guy just seems to disappear without a trace!"

"I know, I've been working on it."

"What should we do, Mr. Schue? This guy, whoever he is, isn't giving up."

"I guess we just wait. I'm coming to glee everyday this week, just in case."

"Alright. Rehearsal's already started. Rory's there right now with the kids."

"Okay. Let's go, Blaine."


Rory's POV


I sit on my stool like I usually do as the kids enter the room.

Once everyone's inside, I start rehearsal.

"So, Blaine had some matters to take care of, so, I'm going to lead rehearsal today-"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Flanagan, but, are you even qualified to do that?" McKayla raises her hand.

"Well, yeah, Blaine, I mean, Mr. B., gave me permission so..."

"Alright then. What's on the agenda?"

I open my mouth but the door opens and all the kids look at it, eyes wide.

I turn around and see what they're staring at, horrified.

More precisely, WHO they're staring at.

"How about all of you quit this glee club now, and nobody gets hurt." The man threatens.

I gulp and walk up to him.

"Nobody is getting hurt today, sir, and nobody is quitting this glee club." I stand in front of him, as big and as strong as I can, trying desperately to hide the fear inside of me.

"Well, Leprechaun, I don't think I could understand you through that accent." The man taunts me, holding a hand up to his ear. "It sounded like you said that nobody was going to quit this glee club."

"Because that is what I said. Nobody is quitting."

"Well, Irish Boy, then you all will pay." He grabs me by my shirt and throws me to the ground. He stomps back up to me and kicks me into a pile of chairs.

He continues to hit and kick me over and over.

"STOP!" A voice cries out. I look up and Kris is standing up.

"Kris, don't-" I struggle to say but I grab my chest, which is aching, and I can feel the warmth of blood dripping down my face.

"You aren't going to hurt him or anyone else in this room." She tells the man. He turns his attention from me and towards her.

"What?" The man growls.

"You heard Mr. Flanagan. We're not quitting." Aiden stands up too.

"And you're not gonna hurt us." McKayla stands up. The rest of the kids stand up to, agreeing.

The whole group walks over and stands in front of me, shielding me from the man.

"So, you can take your slushies and whatever grudges you have against the glee club, and get the hell of out here." Kris crosses her arms. The other kids do too.

"I guess all of you will have to pay then." The man says.

"NO! STOP!" Another voice calls. I peek in between the kids' legs and see Blaine and Mr. Schue entering the classroom.


No One's POV


They walk over to the man.

"You have attacked these kids, us, and this club in so many ways, why?" Blaine asks.

"What is your grudge against the glee club?" Mr. Schue asks.

The figure shakes with rage.

"That Glee Club took EVERYTHING from me, and now, I'm returning the favor!" The man cries.

"You don't have to do this-" Blaine says, standing in between the man and the kids.

"Who are you anyway?" Mr. Schue asks, stepping in front of Blaine.

The figure pulls off his hood and reveals his face. Mr. Schue's eyes go wide.

"Matt?"

Matt glares at Mr. Schue.

"Yes, Mr. Schue, it's me, Matt Rutherford, one of the Original members of your glee club back in 2009."

"But, why? Why are you doing this, Matt?"

"Because of glee, I was bullied, tormented, and shunned at every school I went to. Every single one! You said glee would change people, but it doesn't. I'm trying to save these kids all the trouble and hurt that this club will cause them!" Matt yells.

"Matt, calm down. We can help you-"

"It's too late, William. I'm beyond helping. But I'm pretty sure the foreigner in this room that you replaced me with could use you it right about now."

With that, Matt exits the room.

Mr. Schue and Blaine turn around to the kids. They part and reveal Rory, a pile on the floor. Will runs up to him, Blaine close behind him.

Will flips Rory over to show his face, which is covered in blood.

"Rory? Rory!" He shakes the kid. "RORY!" Mr. Schue continues to shake him, but he's unconscious. "Get help! Somebody!" Blaine and few others run out of the room, yelling, calling down the hall, Kelly dialing 911 on her phone.

He looks down at the boy in his arms.

"C'mon, Rory, Hang in there..."