A/N: ok alot of you are confused and that's totally my fault. Part of the conversation between the two beings at theend of chapter 5 got cut off. Their names are Samael and Lunisel and they're angels and they're discussing Rachel's growing powers.

Thesequences at the beginning of past chapters are dreams, memories and future events to come. They're flittering in and out of Rachel's brain and she's not really concious of them just yet. She's not ready.

That being said, I hope you guys semi-enjoy this chapter and I'm sorry for the wait. Family issues. Please R&R

Love-3

reuploading cause the chap wasnt appearing)

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Time slowed down as Rachel screams reverberated across the open space in the auditorium until the sound was frozen in mid air.

A swoosh of wings fluttered in the atmosphere and a black figure dropped down onto the wood panels of the stage.

Inches away, Rachel sat immobilized, staring down at her open palms with a stilled look of terror. Her body suspended, frozen in time.

It was soundless, inaudible.

Pure quiet.

Vivid, distorted black demonic wings twitched and stretched in the air; Iblis cracked his neck as wings twisted before contracting until they were folded down onto his back.

A dismal sigh escaped his lips; He adjusted his tie as he peered down at the frozen girl with black eyes before shaking his head; "Dear child, what am I'm going to do with you…" he mumbled as he wiped the dust off his black suit before kneeling down.

He took her open palm and gazed at the immobilized Red eye staring back up at him with a smile before turning his attention to the other one. Iblis frowned before lifting the girls palm and placing a kiss right on the orb.

Both eyes closed before fading away, leaving Rachel's palms smooth and unblemished once more.

Relatively happy with his success, Iblis stuffed his left hand in his pocket as he stood, smoothing out his red tie with his right before clearing his throat. A smile suddenly twisted onto his face as he choked out a startled laugh.

His laughter echoed in the still space before dissipating into little chuckles. Iblis stared down at Rachel with an unmistakable sneer, "My lord, are you powerful," he whispered almost reverently, leaning down once more to pat the girl on the head.

"Really, those angels are no help," Iblis murmured before kissing Rachel's neck. A intricate design appeared on the tanned skin before receding into the flesh and disappearing all together.

Iblis smirked against the Rachel's neck before pulling away, "There, that should keep her from accessing her powers before she's ready."

He smoothed her hair away before pressing his index finger against her forehead; "Time for a re-do," he murmured as a jolt of energy rushed through his hand and into his finger.

He pushed.

And Rachel was once again jolted through the space time continuum.

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5 minutes earlier

Rachel cut the boy off before he could speak; "No, no. You do not get to come in here acting like you care about me after lying to me for months!"

"C'mon, Rachel. Not letting me apologize isn't fair."

Brown orbs rolled in disbelief as the shorter girl took a step back from her lumbering ex, "I've let you apologize plenty. I know that Christmas is supposed to be about forgiveness but…I'm not ready to forgive you, so please, stop trying to make me."

Finn's face screwed up into a ugly expression as his fist clenched and he slung the present down onto the floor, "This isn't fair! Why are you doing this to me! We're supposed to be together, Rachel!" he half whined, half yelled, grabbing a hold of her arm and yanking her into him.

Her phone clamored to the phone as she let out a wail, pure fear welling up into her heart as he tightened his hold on her arms, and attempted to force his lips onto hers.

"Hey! What the hell are you doing?"

Rachel whimpered, her eyes widening in relief as she turned her head towards their seething teammate. Finn unceremoniously dropped the brunette on her ass before backing away just a bit.

The spiky haired boy crossed his arms as he sneered with that unmistakable air of haughtiness surrounding him; "Mind your own business, Santana. Me and Rach are talking."

Santana snarled as she stomped up the stage steps towards them, her expression positively raging, "That didn't look like talking, Finnessa. Cause from my point of view, it looked like you were sexually assaulting the hobbit."

Finn lips mashed together as he rolled his eyes, throwing his arms up in the air with a shake of his head and a scoff, "Whatever, go away so me and Rach can finish our talk."

"Oh, you've got to be kidding-there is no way I'm leaving after I just caught you trying to rape Frodo with your mouth."

Light brown orbs narrowed in contempt; "Since when did you care about Rachel?"

Rachel sat shivering on the floor, arms crossed tightly around herself as tears pricked the corners of her eyes. She tuned out their conversation and focused on trying to keep herself together. Who knows what would have happened if Santana hadn't appeared just then.

Finn would've…he would've…

"Get the hell out of here Quasimodo before I kick your ass."

"Ugh, whatever, I don't need this shit. Come find me when you're through hanging out with dyke-tana. Remember not to stand too close or you might catch the gay." Finn sneered as he walked past the cheerio, muttering curses under his breath while shaking his head.

Santana crossed her arms as she watched him go, her burnt cocoa orbs narrowed in slits and her lips curled into a snarl.

"Still can't believe I slept with that douchebag," she mumbled before turning her attention back to the quivering girl in front of her. Santana sighed before dropping her arms and walking towards to the crying brunette.

She stopped a few steps away from her as her face scrunched up in concentration. Santana's eyes softened as she huffed before shrugging off her letterman jacket and kneeling in front of Rachel. She tentatively draped the coat around the brunette's shoulders and pulled it tightly around her.

Rachel watched her with big, teary brown eyes, confusion eclipsing all other emotions coursing through her body. What was Santana doing? She licked her lips before opening her mouth to speak only to be cut off a second later.

"Look, don't thank me, okay?" Santan begin softly, but firmly, "I hate you but I'm not heartless enough to let some bastard take advantage of a girl. Even if that girl is you, Berry. Also, you look like you're about five seconds from breaking down and you haven't stopped shivering since lardass threw you onto the floor, so just take the jacket and dear God,stop fucking cry-

"Thank you," Rachel blubbered out, wrapping her arms around the coat and pulling it closer to herself before placing a trembling hand on-top of the other girls. She peered imploringly into Santana's eyes, "Thank you, Santana."

Santana discharged a breath as she rocked back on her knees before shakily standing and crossing her arms once more, "Whatever, Rumpelstiltskin," she muttered without malice, "This doesn't mean we're friends, alright?"

The young ingénue wiped at her eyes as she sniffled before smiling up at the defensive girl; "I know, Santana. That doesn't mean I'm not grateful for what you did. Who knows what would have happened if you hadn't of walked by…"

"Don't mention it, Frodo. Seriously."

"Hey, what took you so long?" Quinn inquired as Sam jogged up to her, before coming to a full stop in front of her. The gorgeous boy grinned as he flipped his golden mane out of his eyes before handing her her latte. Sam smiled as he wrapped an arm around her waist and pressed a fleeting kiss to her head.

"Sorry babe, I ran into Kurt."

A surprised, yet pleased smile emerged on Quinn's face. The head cheerio took a sip of her coffee as she leaned back and peered up at her boyfriend with a twinkle in her eye, "Really? How's he doing?"

Sam pulled away to beam down at his girl, his pretty green eyes sparkling with joy as his nose crinkled up adorably, "He's awesome! He's really enjoying Dalton babe."

Quinn chuckled genuinely as she squeezed his bicep affectionately, "Good. He deserves it."

The football player hummed in agreement before leaning down to give the light haired girl a kiss only to pause when he heard her expel a worried breath.

He pulled back and stared down at her with a quirked eyebrow, "Babe…?" he muttered before turning his head towards where she was staring. Rachel was standing at her locker, fumbling with the lock while attempting to pull the compartment open. She appeared to be explicitly distressed and from what he could see, her complexion was stricken.

"Rachel…?" Sam heard Quinn murmur under her breath, her voice soft and tinged with worry. Sam frowned acutely, puzzlement filling his gaze as he stared at his girlfriend's. He has never seen that expression on Quinn before.

Suddenly, he felt as if he was impeding on an intimate moment. Like he was witnessing something strangely intimate, not for anyone else's eyes.

'How strange indeed'

Sam awkwardly coughed, immediately gaining the other blonde's attention and smiling inwardly as she peered up at him with flushed cheeks and misty eyes. A dazzling smile appeared on his face, "Why don't you go see what's wrong with Rachel, Q?"

The blonde girl's face screwed up, her hazel eyes widened in evident confusion "But-

He squeezed her gently before untangling his body from hers, "I'll see you in class, ok? She looks like she could really use a friend."

Sam pecked Quinn's lips with relative ease before striding away, his mind consumed with the unintentional information unveiled right before his eyes.

Rachel was absolutely wrecked. Her body was fraught with nerves and she hadn't stopped shaking since she stumbled her way out of the auditorium. She made a quick stop to the rest room, expelled any and all food from her stomach into the toilet bowl until she was sure there was nothing left. It was safe to say that she was as incontestably empty as the man-in-black's eyes.

It was dismaying.

After extensively brushing her teeth, she staggered out of the bathroom, her mind ablaze with insecurity and fear; she had no idea how she managed to arrive at her locker unnoticed.

Her fingers trembled as she fumbled with the lock, whispery bronzed orbs hued in sadness as her breath came in short puffs of air.

She finally heard the click of the locking mechanism letting up; she breathed a sigh of fringed relief as she reached into the compartment and grasped her advance algebra text book.

Rachel pulled it out as she pushed the locker shut, resting her forehead against cool metal before sighing once more and wrapping her arms around the book.

Gathering her bearings, Rachel lifted her head as she pushed a stray lock behind her ear and spun around. Her eyes widened comically when she nearly collided with a black, white and red wall.

"Woah, Berry, steady there," Quinn muttered half-jokingly as she placed a steadying hand on the brunette's shoulder, her eyes dripping of concern and barely hidden affection.

It was like magic. Suddenly, all her fears and anxiety melted away leaving her empty. But in a completely different sense. Her fear had drained away, her body devoid of all emotion before an airy lightness filled her heart.

Her tears fell unchecked at this point; her textbook dropped to the floor as she covered her face with both hands and sobbed openly.

Rachel heard the other girls breath catch in her throat. Her thoughts, clear as day, rang out through her mind.

'Now she'll think I'm a freak again. Crying quite literally out of the blue. She'll surely leave now and once again I'll be alone.'

This thought only made her sob harder.

She gasped, however, when a strong arm encircled her waist and a starkly feminine front was pressed against her unimpressive one.

Rachel melted into Quinn Fabray and once again dissolved into a fit of helpless sobs and tears.

Quinn ignored the gaping students as she pulled Rachel Berry into her. The head cheerio shot every on-looker an impressive glare as she held the shorter girl to like her life depended on it.

Rubbing her back, Quinn set her cheek on top of the girl's head and said nothing. She held her drink out away from her as Rachel shuddered and quaked against her.

The little songbirds sobs dissipated in a few minutes time and Quinn took that as her cue to pull away and peer down at the still sniffing girl in front of her.

Rachel's head was inclined away from her, her cheeks were tear stained, a rosy nose tinted red and Quinn never though the girl looked as beautiful as she did now.

Huh. Weird.

Quinn stared down at her with what she hoped were caring eyes as she reached her free hand up to clasp the young ingénue's shoulder.

"Rach," she started gently, her tone beseeching and heartfelt. She supposes that's the only reason the little songbird even glanced her way.

Her smile was tender; "Let's go to the choir room, ok? No one will be there."

Quinn positively beamed when the girl looked up at her fully before hesitantly nodding. The blonde clasped their hands together and squeezed Rachel's fingers protectively.

Rachel and Quinn sat together on the top step of the risers; their knees were subtly touching and their fingers were interlaced, hands resting on the younger's lap.

They had been in the room for nearly five minutes and neither of them have said anything. Rachel's tears were almost non-existent now and the only sound between them was the tick of the wall clock and the dull chatter of students in the hallway.

Quinn played with the lapels of her skirt nervously, unsure of how to show the other girl concern without appearing emotionally vulnerable.

It was a hard task to accomplish.

Therefore, what was the point?

She inclined her head towards the brunette as she rummaged through her cheerleading bag before pulling out a bag of sliced apples. Quinn snapped open the ziplock bag with her free hand and pulled out the sliced sweet goodness.

Rachel watched her with a blithe smile; Quinn popped one apple slice into her mouth as she held the bag out to the other girl.

"Ant wan?"

Giggling at the muffled question, Rachel smiled shyly as she reached into the bag and pulled out the smallest piece.

"Thank you, Quinn."

Quinn smiled with her eyes as she swallowed the diced fruit before beaming with her lips; "They're honeycrisp."

The brunette bit her bottom lip as a light pink dusked her cheeks; She thought it once before, and now she thought it once again. Quinn was adorable.

"Is that a good thing?" Rachel played along, her voice tinged with masked affection. Quinn gave an answering smile.

"The best," she murmured as she squeezed her friends-Gosh, Rachel Berry was her friend, wasn't she?-hand.

"Try it," she gently coaxed, urging the brunette to take a bite of the fruity deliciousness.

Rachel complied; "Mm..." her eyelid fluttered as she moaned exaggeratedly. Chestnut orbs popped back open a second later, "Yummy."

Quinn smiled once more, running her thumb along the backs of Rachel's hand as she stared into the brunette's eyes.

"You don't have to tell me what's wrong," she started, startlingly pleased to have the brunette's full attention, "And I know you have no real reason to trust me. But I'm here-" she gestured lightly around herself, "If you need to talk. Or if you need a distraction. I'm good at that."

The brunette swallowed the rest of her apple slice as she glanced down towards the ground. She shakily picked at the edges of her dress, "Promise you won't make fun of me?"

A halting question; Quinn's heart broke just a little as self-loathing welled up inside her armor encased heart.

"Friends don't make fun of friends...well, some friends do, like S, but-" Quinn fumbled, her cheeks shaded in red as Rachel broke out into a fit of small giggles.

Quinn half-heartedly glared; "You making fun of me?"

Rachel gazed at her with bright eyes, "No, of course not. Friend's don't make fun of friends, Quinn."

Lips twitching up into a smile, the blonde ducked her head as she re-lifted the bag of sliced apples and held it out towards Rachel, "Want some more?"

"Gladly."

A/N2: In case anyone is wondering, Iblis stopped time at the beginning of the chapter, and pushed Rachel back five minutes into the past because He is not ready for her to acknowledge her powers. Iblis also made sure that someone walked in on Finn and Rachel so that her powers didnt activate because yes, in a way, she did kill him but he wasn't really dead (will go further into detail about that later!) Anyways, I hope I cleared some confusion up.

I have a pretty hectic week ahead but I'll try writing a bit each day! Ok bye. and sorry for the short chapter D: