Hey guys. Haven't been able to update as much. Sorry about that. All right, here goes.

The creature scurried stealthily through the campus grounds as the day was nearing its end. It knew that its last prey had escaped, and while it wanted to play with her a while longer, to pursue her then would be a fruitless effort. It was wounded; while able to shrink back to the size of a tennis ball and flee from Rachel's house, it could not change back completely, its wounds still not fully healed. They were festering; among the worst was its eye, which constantly darted back and forth, unable to see, but constantly twitching. Crawling through the hallways, it remained unnoticed by the busy students shuffling about, all too eager to escape the building at the day's end.

It was more careful now. Before, it had underestimated the strength of its prey - while it could easily annihilate twenty students with little effort, it was caught by surprise at the strength of Rachel's resistance. Even though it still had enough strength to kill, it was weakened, and it knew that if more students came after it, they could kill it before it could reproduce any further. Time was of the essence then; it desired only more slaves - and more hosts for its abominable spawn.

As it turned, it saw Finn walking down the hallway, smiling. For a moment, their eyes locked. Finn stopped dead in his tracks and turned to the thing. "I see you've come back. Good."

The thing crawled up Finn's arm and rested itself on his backpack. As Finn continued walking, the creature looked around, watching, observing the students. A group of cheerleaders walked by, followed by Finn's lustful gaze. The creature's own dead gaze seemed to follow.

Suddenly, Finn heard two voices from around the corner. He recognized them right away: Kurt and Artie. Sidling against the wall, he inclined his head and listened.

"Artie, I know you've been talking with Rachel a lot lately. Is she okay?" asked Kurt.

"It's been getting pretty grim lately. Even though she's been regaining her strength, she still sleeps a lot. And on top of that, she's been having nightmares almost every night. Sometimes the hospital staff would hear her screaming hysterically and they would find her on the floor, her nails bloody from scratching at the wall. Doctor told me she was crying, 'let me out, for the love of God let me out before it gets me again!'" replied Artie. He seemed anxious, as if eager to leave as quickly as possible.

"Ouch... you know, speaking of which, I've been worrying about Finn, too. I mean, he's been a lot more... perverted lately. Once, I found an entire collection of really gross porn."

"Did it have tentacles?"

"Yup."

"Thought as much."

"Didn't think he was into that. Actually, I thought that would be more of your thing."

"Because I'm a nerd and nerds are into that weird Japanese crap?"

"No, no! Well... yes. Anyway, what's been going on lately?"

"I'll tell you later. But you have to see me alone. As in completely alone. Got that?"

Kurt turned the corner, to find Finn, glowering, staring him straight in the eye. Finn immediately threw a punch at Kurt, who just barely managed to duck beneath Finn's hand. In response, Kurt raised his knee into the bigger man's groin and ran. "Sorry! See you in Glee."

Finn crumpled to the ground, teeth clenched. "Dammit..."

"Leave him." The creature slid off Finn's bag, onto the floor.

"What about Rachel?"

"Wait."

Still nursing his testes, he climbed back up to his feet and looked around. Even though Rachel had cut herself off from him, he could still find new prey, both for his gift and for his uncontrollable lust. Had Rachel not left him, he would still have delighted in tormenting her, watching her getting played with by dozens of slimy black tendrils. Even so, he decided that even though the creature had an agenda of its own, he would find someone new.

The entire school, in fact, was full of potential subjects. Finn first thought about some of his teachers - some of them had been particularly nasty to him, and certainly watching them being violated would be satisfying to watch. Then, he thought about the cheerleaders - many had, at one time, been at his disposal, and certainly, they could be of use again for satisfying his sick fantasies. His thoughts became more perverted as he thought about their slender frames, their hair tied in ponytails and their creamy thighs. Yes, he thought, it was sick, but aren't all men sick in some way? Lastly, he thought about New Directions, his new best friends. Though there was a touch of guilt at the thought of betraying any of them, but he realized that any one of the girls would be suitable. The only question was, which one?

He headed to the choir room, a smile on his face. While he knew that he had two enemies there, there were also many people who were completely unaware of what was going on. Finn was essentially safe to do as he pleased - if Kurt didn't fight dirty again - Artie and Kurt were powerless to stop him.

As Finn walked into the choir room, he realized how cold the air felt. When he passed, he cast a shadow over Kurt and Artie, who both shivered as he sat down behind them. Schuester leaned against the piano, hands together. "As you know," Schuester began, "We have a concert in a few weeks. Now, Rachel has been absent for a few days, and Artie tells me she's been really sick lately. Unfortunately, she also has the big solo in the middle for "White Christmas," and it's pretty tough. Anybody want it? It's okay for either boys or girls..."

Finn, however, wasn't listening; he had already set his sights on his newest victim: Quinn Fabray. The creature was already slithering down his leg, across the floor and into her purse.