AN: I'm actually seriously on a roll so I will keep posting as long as the chapters keep rolling out of my brain and hands. I hope you enjoy, not just the chapter, but the "constant" updates while they last. Lol.
Chapter 4:
Santana let out a breath as she was staring at the house before walking up to the door. As she put her hand on the door knob she found that it wouldn't twist open.
"Place is locked," she said as she looked back at Quinn who hadn't moved from the car, "Q!"
"Right, sorry, coming, it's just, there's something watching us from the window," Quinn said as she rushed over to Santana.
"I know, I saw it too,"
"Okay, so why are we being insane and going in there? It's for a toy,"
"True, but it's Berry's toy, she loves it because she thinks her mother gave it to her,"
Quinn just looked at her.
"Look she's a kid okay, she should have something that comforts her," Santana started.
"You're really warming up to her," Quinn stated.
Santana just shrugged her shoulders.
"Okay, so we run as fast as we can? Get Mr Tibbs and get the hell out of here," Quinn asked.
"GET OUT!" a hollow whispery voice hissed at them.
The two jumped away from the door.
"It isn't safe, not safe," it whispered again.
"I really don't want to go in there," Quinn said, "As much as I care, I'm completely terrified,"
"Maybe if we went through the side window?" Santana suggested, but before either could do a thing they heard the door click open and an object went flying at their heads.
Santana screamed and ducked as Quinn caught the item and screamed running back to the car. Santana scrambled to the car and opened it and slammed the door shut. Hearing Quinn also jump in while screaming and sob in fear.
"The hell did it throw at you Q?" Santana asked as the two regain some of their breath.
"Oh, a Rabbit Doll in tail coats," Quinn said as she finally opened her eyes to see what soft object was in her hands.
"I hope to god that that's Mr Tibbs,"
"Why would something that creepy be helping us?"
"No idea, but something isn't right, how the hell was Berry living like this?"
"I don't know, but let's get out of here,"
Santana obliged as she started the car and the two drove off.
"FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, I can't believe that shit is real," Santana said as she hit the steering wheel while they were waiting at the lights, "I mean, I just, I always thought it was superstition and that it didn't matter, I just, god, I can't believe our traditions, our ways, I just,"
"Me too S, I just, I don't know what I truly believe because I was spoon fed my beliefs, but that, god," Quinn stated.
"We should go back to my place first, let's hope that what Stutters said isn't going to happen, I need to find my Mami's book,"
"Let's go,"
After the two went to Santana's house to pick up the book, they drove back to Quinn's place.
Upon arriving and entering the house, they saw Mike sitting on the floor playing patty cake with Rachel while Tina and Brittany were sitting and staring at Quinn's computer; (that Brittany had taken from her room - not that Quinn cared); and a picture that Mike had obviously sketched.
"Hello?" Quinn said as Rachel looked up.
"MR TIBBS," she yelled happily as she ran to Quinn and took the doll from her hands and hugged it, "Thank you, thank you, thank you,"
"No problem,"
"Quinn, guess what?"
"What?"
"Mike showed me how to do the pop and lock, it's cool, I want to dance like him when I'm bigger,"
"Well that's cool, what about singing?"
"I like singing, I'm going to be good at singing because one day I know someone will love me because I can sing,"
"What do you mean?"
Rachel just looked away for a moment as she cuddled her rabbit tighter, "Nobody loves me except for my Daddies, but one day I'm sure someone will love me, right?"
Quinn couldn't quite say anything as a lump formed in her throat.
"Of course they will Rachel," Brittany said, "And when they do you'll be the happiest person ever,"
"Yay," Rachel said with a giggle and a grin.
"Hey guys, we should continue looking at this," Tina said, "Mike, maybe you could take Rachel to the park or something?"
"Okay, sure, give me a call, c'mon short stack, let's go play," Mike said as he held out his hand for Rachel to take.
"Can Mr Tibbs come too?" Rachel asked.
"Yes,"
"Okay,"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold it Chang," Santana started as Mike looked at her, "Take a bag, pack it with two bottles of drink, a thing of snacks, and wet naps, no way are you going somewhere without making sure she's able to be fed,"
"Oh, okay," was all Mike said as Santana glared at him with her arms crossed.
As the three girls started their research, Mike took Rachel by the hand and took her to the park.
Rachel squealed in delight when she saw the playground but then she suddenly paused.
"What's wrong?" Mike asked.
"The other kids, they always laugh at me and throw sand in my face," Rachel said as she paused.
"Why?"
"Because I'm different and I have two Daddies,"
"Oh,"
"I don't want to be laughed at, it hurts,"
Mike felt really bad for the little girl as he picked her up and said, "I'm sorry that it hurts Rachel, but these kids here, they're different kids, I promise,"
"But what if they laugh at me?" Rachel asked as she sniffled.
"They won't laugh, hey, about if I play with you? Race you up the Jungle Gym?"
"Yeah,"
Mike laughed as he let Rachel down and pretended that she was faster than him as he watched her race off to the Jungle Gym and began to climb.
"Oh no, I'm so slow, oh no," Mike said as he pretended to be sad that he was losing.
When Rachel reached the top she looked down at him and laughed, "I win Mike, I win, do I get an ice cream?"
"What would Santana say?"
"Aw," Rachel said as she pouted, "She would say no,"
"Then I will also say no," Mike said as he reached the top and looked at her, "But maybe if you ask her really nicely, you'll get some for dessert after dinner,"
"Yay,"
-page break-
As the two were happily playing on the Jungle Gym in the park, back at Quinn's house the Unholy Trinity and Tina continued searching for help. Brittany was looking for psychics and mediums that could be trusted and contacted, Tina was looking for references to the spells, Santana was looking through her mother's book for the monster that Mike had sketched, and Quinn was looking at the history of the area that Rachel lived in.
So far the search yielded nothing.
Santana was so frustrated that she slammed the book shut scaring the other three, "This is so frustrating, I can't find that creepy as looking thing, is that seriously what she sees?" Santana asked.
"According to her, yes," Brittany said.
"God that thing is creepy,"
The sketch showed a creature with a body that was similar to many artist concepts of 'The Rake'; which is seen in Creepypasta, the claws did look like rakes themselves, and yet, they were sharp edged claws. The face of the creature, though reminding Santana of Darth Maul because of its' red skin and black wavy strips, was terrifying. The teeth were almost bleach white and very sharp, and the creature's iris was pure white making only the pupil visible.
She shuddered at the thought that Rachel had seen this thing from when she was a child until now.
"Take a break S," Brittany said as she stopped looking at her computer and slid off the couch to sit next to the Latina on the floor.
"Yeah, okay," Santana said as Brittany kissed her neck, just under her ear.
"We should all take a break," Quinn said as she got up, "I'll get us something to drink,"
"I'll come with," Tina said.
As the other two went to the kitchen, Brittany looked at Santana and said, "Don't push yourself too much,"
"I can't help it B, I look at her and I see this kid who has been alone for so long and it made me think of how we just ignored her for her entire life, all those years B," Santana said.
"Explain,"
"I feel horrible for Berry, I mean she has to endure all of this, it makes me think of why the difference? Why do I feel bad for her as a child when I never gave her the time of day as a teen? What's the difference?"
"I don't know,"
Santana just sighed as she leaned against Brittany and picked up the book again. As she did, she noticed a picture fall out of it.
"The hell?" she started.
"Must be from the back of the book," Brittany said.
"Yeah, my abuela loves to do that, always sticks pictures everywhere," Santana said as she picked it up and looked at the picture, "What the hell?"
"What are you looking at S?" Quinn asked as she and Tina returned with drinks and snacks.
"Q, look at this picture," Santana said as she gave the picture to Quinn.
"The hell? That's my Mom, what the hell was she doing with your abuela?" Quinn asked.
"I don't know, I mean, why is your Mom wearing a pentagram?" Santana asked, "I thought she didn't believe in 'devil' stuff,"
"Actually that's the pagan pentagram," Tina said, "The satanic one that Christian seem to muddle up with sometimes is the upside down pentagram, although that could always be imagery as opposed to proper fact, I can't remember all on that one, but the pentagram is a symbol of balance in this world,"
"But she, I thought," Quinn stuttered.
"Do you think your Mom knows about this world then?" Santana asked Quinn, "Maybe she can help us?"
Quinn wasn't sure, but she could ask her mother tonight, "We can always ask her tonight, would you girls like to stay the night?" she asked.
"Sounds good to me, I'm sure Judy won't mind," Santana said.
"Especially if I pout," Brittany joked.
"I'll have to call my parents, but I'd love to be here," Tina said, "Plus this will give us more time to research,"
As the girls agreed on the plans and how they were also going to get ready for school the next day, Tina's phone began to go off, "Hello?" she started.
"Oh my god, Tina, help me, I don't know...(static), I, I don't," a voice was heard.
"Mike?"
"Rachel's possessed, she's killing someone, I don't know, help,"
"Mike? Where are you? Mike?"
"Lima Park, she's strangling someone, I can't stop her, I can't, help, (static),"
"Mike, put her on the phone, I know a Chinese incantation,"
"It's too strong, she, oh my god, Rachel, (static) let me go, oh god, HELP ME!"
And with that the phone clicked off.
"MIKE?" Tina yelled into the phone.
"What's going on?" Santana asked.
"It's Mike, he said that she's possessed, he said she's killing someone, and I think she's killing him,"
"We should go, now," Quinn said, "And let's take our stuff with us, something is not right about this,"
The other girls grabbed their stuff and stuffed them into their bags as Quinn locked up her house and the four drove off to the park.
"How can she be possessed? I thought those things just clung until they could get rid of her?" Santana asked.
"I don't know, this is a little out of my league," Tina said in fear.
"Look, let's just get to the park and help Mike," Quinn said, "Tina, can you focus enough to stop Rachel?"
"Yes,"
"Will it hurt her in anyway?"
"No, no it shouldn't,"
"It shouldn't?"
"There's no guarantee Quinn, but I can help bind that thing and stop it for a while,"
There was nothing more Quinn could say to that as she tried to find a parking for the park a quickly as she could.
When they arrived they ran all over until they found the two that they were looking for.
"Oh my god," Tina said as she looked at what was in front of her.
Mike was flat on the ground face down with Rachel standing right on his back, Mr Tibbs slack in one hand and her staring at the back of his head, unaware of anyone else around her.
"Oh no," was all Quinn could say.
AN 2: Yes I'm being mean and ending the chapter here.
Also, I wanted to say that I do apologise to the person whom I told that the interaction between the rest of the Glee Club and Rachel would be in this chapter, I had to cut it out and it will hopefully be featured in the next chapter as this one would have gotten too long otherwise.