Blaine had no clue which was to go once he was inside the building. All the halls and stairs and lengthy corridors and rooms all looked the same. It was dark on the top floor, so it wasn't easy for him to navigate, but at least he couldn't be seen.
He found a door that led to a stairwell, that spiralled downwards towards something that had a light at the bottom. He would need to be careful if he was going to come into contact with guards of agents or something down there.
He carefully walked down, making sure to look all around him and up an down the staircase while he did. He had to make sure he always had access to an escape route, so he checked every door on the way down, checking off a list inside his head about what ones were unlocked.
He mapped out the place as he walked it, making sure he could get back to where he started if he found himself lost. It was complicated in here, and very quiet.
He could hear faint humming noises coming from some areas, probably generators or something for the lights on the bottom floor. He thought about turning them all off, but then the people that took Kurt in here probably knew the layout better than him and he would get lost or captured or worse...shot.
So he left them alone and continued down the staircase. Slowly but surely nearing the bottom, where light flooded into the stairwell through a small window in a door. He had no clue what he would see on the other side, but he was determined to push through his fear to find his boyfriend.
Coming to a stop so he could peep through the little window, he found another corridor, lit up with a dozen lights or so, and at the far end, there were people standing around. If he pushed open this door they would definitely hear him, and he didn't even know if the lit floor was where they were keeping Kurt.
He had to make a decision. He had to at least pretend to be brave. It was for Kurt after all. He slowly peeped out of the glass window again, and took a deep breath as he opened the door.
He stood in the doorway, in a straight backed head held high shoulders back stance and waited for the men down the corridor to look his way. It took a few minutes of standing there for them to notice him, and as soon as they did, they both raised their guns quickly. Blaine raised one hand ad flung their guns away from them before slamming them both into the walls.
He winced as their bodies collapsed on the ground, but he couldn't hang around to make sure he hadn't killed them or really hurt them, he had to keep moving. Going down the opposite way from where the men had been standing, he came to the end and turned left.
There were at least 20 different doors down here, but there wasn't any noise so this couldn't be the place. He walked to the end where another door with a small glass panel in it connected to another corridor and pushed it open.
There was a shout from somewhere behind him and then running footsteps coming in his direction, and as he ran down the corridor, a couple of officers appeared from one room in front of him, brandishing their guns. Blaine panicked and killed the lights on the floor so that he could duck around another corner.
Bullets started flying around him though, but he managed to run down another different corridor and hide for a minute to calm his fear. He couldn't do this. He was going to get himself shot.
As he waited there trying to calm himself down, shaking hands rubbing together, an alarm started going off around the whole building and he cursed under his breath as he heard more voices and running footsteps coming towards where he was. He didn't know which way to go, and he had a headache, which was being made worse by the blaring alarm.
Why did he think he could do this? He wasn't brave, he wasn't covert, he wasn't sneaky. Kurt had always been the sneaky one.
He thought of Kurt, and how he needed to find him. He made himself get up and start running again, away from where the voices and running footsteps were, down a little cut off area, there was a red light blinking on one wall opposite him and he came to a stop as he spotted a sign underneath it.
"Interrogation rooms." he read aloud to himself in a small voice and then realized that maybe this is where he needs to be. As he tried to walk ahead, a loud shout came from behind him, close and then there was a shot fired at him, that just missed his face as he turned around quickly.
The loud bang that echoes through the corridor felt like it was splitting his head opened and he screamed before blacking out.
Blaine felt like he was floating for about 10 seconds, before his eyesight slowly started to fade back in. He could see but it was different. And he could hear things but it was muted, like it was sounds coming through a tv set rather than his ears. He didn't know what was happening, only that he could see his body moving. He could see his hands raising up and flinging things around with his powers, but he couldn't feel it. Like his whole body was numb, or he was watching through someone elses eyes.
He remembered after a few minutes that he did black out, and this must be his body working on its own. He had never been in this situation before, he had never seen his own body and powers in control until now. It was strange.
He flinched as his hands waved another couple of officers down to the floor, knocking them unconscious, and throwing another couple into a room and crunching the door shut in its frame so they couldn't get out. He even saw a few walls be taken away in his powers attempt to go somewhere, like it was searching for something.
He understood now, how much destruction his powers could do, it bent doors, cracked ceilings and broke down walls as it wandered around. And throwing people around like ragdolls that appeared in its path. No matter how much he tried, straining with all his mind, he could not take back control.
As his body stepped through another wall, Blaine could see two figures at the end of a corridor, dressed in black beginning to raise their guns to shoot at him. His hands shot out as he watched, and his powers made the guns explode in their owners hands, both men falling onto the floor and cradling their blackened fingers. Then it flung their bodies into a room at the side, just like it had done before and made sure the door jammed shut.
As Blaine's body came to the door next to where those two men were standing before, he could hear voices from behind the door, but muted voices. He couldn't make out who they were or what they were saying.
His powers pulled open the door, to reveal 3 men inside, two of the men quickly raising their guns, his powers were much faster, knocking their guns away before they could shoot and pushing them back against one wall opposite the door. He could see that the men were struggling to remain conscious and trying to get loose, but with one last blast from his powers they fell to the floor too.
His head turned to the last person sitting in the room and unlike all of the others he smiled instead of looking at Blaine with fear. It was Kurt.
Kurt had been sitting semi patiently as he listened to the two agents arguing over the situation and whether to call in back up. If it was Blaine that had invaded their little hideout then Kurt found himself worrying over his boyfriend getting shot, or worse.
"We have to call it in." Jones was saying to Michelson as they both retrieved their guns to hold in their hands.
"We have to make sure it isn't just some random kid who snuck in here, or some homeless guy or something." the other agent replied.
Kurt was listening to them prattle on about proper protocol when there were two different bangs outside of the door that made Kurt jump and the agents in the room raise their guns to the door. Kurt heard the men outside scream and then the noise disappeared with another loud bang.
Kurt hoped it wasn't gun fire he was hearing. He worried his lower lip with his teeth, already in a worried panic, before the door burst open and in the doorway stood Blaine.
Kurt was just about to shout as the agents raised their guns, but Blaine's hands had already shot out and knocked their guns to the other side of the room, before slamming them against the wall.
Kurt couldn't take his eyes off of his boyfriend, not even when the two agents unconscious bodies feel to the floor behind him with a thud. As soon as there was no more noise, Blaine turned to look at Kurt.
Kurt smiled at him. But when Blaine didn't smile back, that's when Kurt realized something was wrong. Blaine's eyes were blank.
His smile faded a little as Blaine's face stared back at him with no emotion. He swallowed nervously.
"Blaine?" He tried but didn't get any reaction from his boyfriend.
Kurt remembered a time when he had seen this look on Blaine's face before, and he gasped with realization. It was back at school. Blaine's powers had taken over. Tears sprang to Kurt's eyes as he watched Blaine's emotionless body just stand there and stare at him.
"Blaine, sweetheart. If you're in there, I need you right now." He said with a shaky voice.
Blaine still did not move or say a word.
"Blaine, can you get these cuffs off of me please?" Kurt asked hoping something would manage to get through, and he gasped in relief as the cuffs fell from his wrists with a heavy clink onto the floor.
He brought his hands forward and rubbed his wrists slightly as he stood up slowly. He had no idea what kind of reaction e would get from approaching Blaine while he wasn't there but his powers hadn't hurt him, so Kurt knew that somewhere in Blaine's body there was affection for him.
He slowly walked up to Blaine, gingerly placing his hands on to his shoulders, ignoring the twinge of pain in his own shoulder at the movement and stared into the dull blank brown eyes that stared back calmly.
"Blaine, baby, I know you're in there. You did it Blaine, you found me. Or a part of you found me." Kurt said softly and with as much love as he could into his tone, "Now more than ever, I need you to take back control. I need you here with me."
He placed a hand gently on Blaine's cheek, rubbing a thumb over his cheekbone.
"Please."
He pleaded but still nothing. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against the unmoving ones in front of him, hoping that would somehow work. Nothing.
"You are not your powers, they are not you. You are the most special, the bravest, kindest, incredible man I know. I love you so much, and I need you," Kurt whispered to him, choking on his words as his sobs threatened to rip from his throat, tears starting to stream down his cheeks, "come back to me. You remember what we promised. You and me, in this together until the end yeah?...please sweetheart, please."
As Kurt placed his forehead against Blaine's he cried as there was still no movement from Blaine's body. He didn't know what else he could do. He didn't know how far lost Blaine's mind was, how scared he had been, how helpless to his powers he was.
He wrapped his arms around Blaine's stiff unmoving shoulders and cried into his neck. Sniffling and sobbing and wrapping Blaine tighter and tighter in his arms. He pleaded in his mind for anyone to hear him, he didn't believe in god but he was willing to prayer to get his boyfriend back.
All of a sudden there was a strong pulse of warmth and Kurt heard a gasp next to his ear. His head shot up to look at Blaine's face, watching as those dull brown eyes blinked a few times before turning to a rich, deep amber and looking back at Kurt with love.
"Hey baby." Blaine said as he placed a hand on Kurt's wet cheek, and Kurt choked out a happy sound before smashing his lips onto Blaine's, his boyfriend making a surprised hum.
"Thank god." Kurt whispered as he pulled away, giving Blaine a smile, which thankfully this time, was returned.
After reaffirming their bond together, and calming each other down, Blaine then noticed the state of Kurt's face and once he looked it over intensely he gasped out.
"What did they do to you?"
"Oh...don't worry about that now." Kurt responded with a small wave of his hand, but Blaine still stared at his bruises and split lip worriedly.
"Kurt-"
"No, we need to get out of here before someone gets back up."
Blaine hesitated for a second, but agreed they needed to go. They both turned quickly out of the doorway, Blaine grasping Kurt's hand tightly as he tugged him down the way he knew he had come.
Kurt flinched back a few times and held his side, and Blaine realized that it wasn't just his face that was injured, so he slowed his pace a little for his boyfriend.
As they passed a hole in the wall of one corridor and into the next, there was a loud crack and the ceiling in front of them, about 10 feet wide and 15 feet long, fell down in front of them, barely missing them as Kurt pulled Blaine back slightly.
"Woah."
They stared at the section of crumbled ceiling concrete for a second, before a tremor ran through the floor that they could feel. Kurt looked at Blaine as his boyfriend made a loud groan.
Blaine had his hand over his face.
"The building is collapsing." He said bluntly, almost guiltily and Kurt raised an eyebrow.
"What?"
"Well when my powers took over, I can't remember how many walls and floors and foundations it destroyed on the way through. But that shake, the building is coming down Kurt."
Kurt's eyes widened.
"Then let's go." he said as he hurried his pace, dragging Blaine along with him down the corridor as they heard other parts of the building crumble and shake in other places.
Kurt couldn't help but glance at all of the bodies of officers and people in suits that were strewn around the different sections and corridors. He glanced back at Blaine a little worriedly, sensing his boyfriend tensing every time they came across one.
"Hey," Kurt started softly as he was running still, "it wasn't you. You had no control over it."
"That's what makes it worse." Blaine replied sadly, shaking his head as they passed another couple of officers on the ground.
Kurt sighed as they passed by another door and paused to take in a shaky breath. His ribs hurt from all the movement.
"Are you ok?"
"Yeah, just need a break."
"I wish I had the power to heal," Blaine said as he placed a hand on Kurt's shoulder as he watched his boyfriend try to breathe in despite the pain, "but you remember what happened with that cut on your leg when we were 10."
"I told you to never bring that up." Kurt said with a little bit of laughter, "that cut took ages to disappear."
Blaine smiled at him and nodded.
Once Kurt leaned back against the wall and placed the back of his head against, Blaine could see the sweat running down his neck, that meant that Kurt was in so much pain, his body was really pushing its limits to remain upright. He tried picking Kurt's body up off the ground with his powers, figuring that he could help him move so that he didn't move too much, but at the gasp of pain from Kurt, he put him back down.
"No, no, too painful." Kurt said as he put his hand against Blaine's chest, leaning on him a little, "let me just walk."
"Ok."
They both heard a groan from behind them and shot their heads around to see a couple of officers getting up and moving around on the ground.
"We need to go." Kurt said sternly and Blaine only nodded as they both turned back down the corridor, walking briskly away.
Kurt sighed with relief as they came to the big lobby he remembered them walking through when he was first brought inside the building and he pointed the side door out to Blaine, as the way out.
As they walked across the empty ground floor to the exit, there was a clicking sound behind them, followed shortly by several more. They both froze as they turned to see themselves surrounded by people with guns.
Including the two agents who had interrogated Kurt in that room.
"You're not going anywhere." Jones exclaimed as he held his gun pointed at Blaine, while Michelson had his gun on Kurt.
"The building is collapsing, everyone has to leave." Blaine told them, fear shooting through him again as he stared at the amount of guns that were pointed at him and his boyfriend.
"Yeah, that's what you want us to believe," Michelson shouted, "we know what you are Mr Anderson, we know the kind of powers you have. We will not be made to believe that you have our best interests in mind."
"You think i'm doing this?" Blaine asked surprised at the speculation, Kurt edged a little bit closer to him as most of the weapons around them ended up being trained on Blaine.
"You have quite the rap sheet of destruction." Jones replied and Blaine shared a helpless look with Kurt.
"I never did any of that on purpose."
"Lies!" Michelson shouted and Kurt glared at him.
"He's not lying."
"Look, you need to get everyone out of this building before it comes down on all of us, my powers aren't strong enough to save everyone!" Blaine said a little more desperately as a few more pieces of ceiling and concrete fall to the floor around them.
"You think we believe you? You're a criminal." Michelson said again and Blaine shook his head.
"I'll explain everything outside, i'll even let you arrest me. But we all need to leave this building." Blaine said even more sternly, and Kurt could see a few of the officers around them start glancing at the rubble before looking at each other worriedly.
Obviously the others were torn on whether or not to believe Blaine.
Michelson as the only one not convinced that Blaine was doing anything kind. He stepped closer and aimed his gun at Blaine's chest.
"You can stop this, I know you can. We've seen the amount of destruction you leave behind, so you need to stop doing this right now, or i'll shoot you." He threatened and Jones stepped up beside him.
"Blaine, if you are doing this, stop."
"I'm not." Blaine said calmly, looking up worriedly as another loud crack and crumble sounded above them.
"Please, let us go. Get everyone out of here, Blaine isn't responsible for this." Kurt pleaded with Jones, he preferred that agent to the other, he seemed a lot more level headed and understanding.
"Don't move!" Michelson shouted over everyone, as Kurt tried to take a step backwards, "I'll shoot you I will."
"You leave me no choice." Blaine mumbled sadly as he raised a hand quickly and picked everyone's guns out of their hands and took them away, throwing them behind him and Kurt.
Everyone looked on in shock, and some of the officers cowered as they were unarmed and were expecting Blaine to hurt them again. Blaine only looked at everyone sadly before he and Kurt turned to the exit.
It was too late.
The ceiling of the building caved and everyone turned their faces up as it hurtled downwards on top of them, Kurt gasped and grabbed Blaine's arm to run.
Blaine didn't move. Tension filled his shoulders and he put his arms out in front of him and closed his eyes. Dust and concrete feel around them, and then everything was dark.
The last thing Blaine heard before he blacked out again, was the sound of his boyfriend screaming in terror beside him.