A/N: Soooo I got really mad a few days...weeksago because I had accidentally deleted a REALLY good draft for this. So I didn't post for a bit. So now I am.

Kurt woke up before his alarm clock went off. He sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes and looked at Elliott, who was still sleeping. He'd been acting really weird lately, really weird. Starchild had been missing the day before, and suddenly turned up in his room. The day before, Elliott had been acting strangely, been doing all kinds of things behind his back. This couldn't of been the Elliott Kurt knew. Kurt had remembered something the teacher had said the day before, something about Body Manipulation.

The teacher walked to the board and pointed at two words, 'Body Manipulation'.

"Body Manipulation is a user who can take the form of someone else. It could be anyone they want, but the person they become isn't gone, usually the person the user becomes is hidden to avoid obvious detection. It isn't limited to only people. They can become elements, darkness, fire, water, earth or air. Signs of someone being a user of body manipulation is that they have personality changes, they act different, do different things than usual. And the obvious way is if they copied you, then you'd know, but usually you'd be... taken care of. In most cases it's only temporarily and they eventually let the person go. In more extreme cases, they kill the original person." The teacher said, making hand gestures. Kurt had the weird feeling that he'd need this later, and started writing everything the teacher said down.

"Now, do we have anyone with the body manipulation power?" Nobody answered. The teacher shrugged and moved on to another topic.

Now that Kurt thought more and more about it. He noticed all the little changes in his friend. He had to find him. Kurt jumped out of bed and walked to his closet to get an outfit. As soon as he got his outfit together, he went into the bathroom and locked the door. Kurt looked in the mirror, he knew he couldn't let on that he knew to Ellio- the person out there posing as his friend. Kurt took a deep breath and hopped into the shower, turning on the water. The water was warm and it felt like all his stress was rolling off of him, with the water and into the drain. He stood there for a while, under the water. When Kurt remembered that he was in the shower, he scrubbed his body and chose a strawberry shampoo and conditioner. As soon as he was done, he got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. He looked in the mirror again. His hair was a mess onto of his head and he was pale, but that was normal. Kurt hurried up and got dressed, when he was done he unlocked the door and opened it too the stranger standing there, hair sticking out everywhere. Kurt smiled at him and brushed his hair, teeth, moisturizing his face, and adding little touches here and there. Kurt looked at himself in the mirror, and once he was satisfied, he walked out of the bathroom to get his bag.

As soon as he was away from the stranger he began searching. Bathrooms, halls, commons room, courtyard, classrooms, hidden hallways,cafeteria, outdoor activities, club rooms, library, everything. He walked into the auditorium, defeated. Classes were going to start soon, and he didn't want to go without his best friend, Elliott. He sat in the audience seats. He looked at the auditorium. It was dark and quiet, you could hear a pen drop. Kurt stood up and walked to the door that said 'The Grid', the grid was a room above the stage, with a metal fence-like floor, so you could drop things through it and mess with the lights. He opened the door and walked up the flights of stairs, without the help of light. He opens one more door, the grid. Kurt looks through the floor. The audience seats looks so far away. So small. He got an idea.

He just had to focus.

Elliott awoke to someone talking.

"We have to erase his memory."

"We would have to erase the other boy's too."

The other voice huffed. "Fine, but it's for the greater good. He can't be stressed for much longer y'know." Mr. Anderson.

"I only wanted to gather data about him, what set him off and other facts. Also, good job about making him his own special meals. They made him way calmer, although the other students were suspicious at first.. they adjusted." The voice sounded as if they were using one of the voice apps that make it sound like the persons in a cave. He didn't recognize it.

"Or... we could just tell them." Mr Anderson said. The other voice did not respond. "It could help him be less stressed, keeping himself under control, and Elliott could help. Also you wouldn't have to secretly study about Kurt." The other voice spoke up.

"Yes, but how do we approach the subject without making him too mad? If he gets stressed enough, he could be... destructive." The other voice said, closer.

"We'll figure it out, for now, lets wake this boy we have up, and explain it to him. He could possibly help us." Mr Anderson said, right next to Elliott this time. Starchild looked at Mr. Anderson, and the other person- startled by what he saw.

Kurt fled down the hallway, constantly glancing at the device in his hand. He still didn't know how he had created this.

He stared at his hand and focused. He watched the mist crawl down his arm, slowly. The mist gathered in his hand, and begun taking shape. Kurt didn't really have an idea of what he was going to do anyways. It just came to him. He focus even harder, willing all of his energy into his hand. It slowly started making a recognizable shape, a thin square, tablet size, with buttons. His hand was cramping. Slowly, the mist gathered and started forming something. Suddenly, a metal tablet, with 4 buttons appeared in his hand. It wasn't heavy. Kurt stared at it. It suddenly came to life 'Insert one's name'. Kurt entered his name. He continued staring at it. 'Insert the person you're looking for's name. He inserted 'Elliott'. The screen showed a map, it was dalton. A green dot said 'Kurt' and a red dot that said 'Elliott'. Elliott was in the basement. Kurt took no time and ran out of the grid, and into the hallways.

He had located Elliott. Now all it took was for him to find his friend. Kurt ran as fast as his legs could carry him, speeding past classrooms. Class was in session. He ignored all the stares he got, and continued forward. He looked back down at the tablet, it had a purple line leading him towards his friend. He turned, ran down a staircase, turned another corner and opened a door that said 'basement'. There was a staircase leading downwards. He ran down it , and two more just like it. He opened another door. Kurt was blinded for a second, it was bright in the room. He stepped in, and there was Elliott, standing in the middle of them room, staring at Kurt with disbelief. Kurt stared at him happily, and walked towards him.

"Who took you, Elliott? I was worried sick!" Kurt said, hugging his friend, Elliott hugged back, still looking like he was awe-struck. Kurt looked at him in concern. "You okay?" He asked, tilting his head. Elliott nodded.

"Yeah, I just can't believe you noticed I was gone and someone took my place." Starchild said, pulling away from the embrace, ready to face the swarm of questions sure to come.

"So who took you, and are you safe now?" Kurt asked, taking a step back to give them a comfortable feet between them.

"Mr. Anderson, and this guy. But before you say anything, let me explain." Starchild said. Kurt stared at him in disbelief. The dean had kidnapped one of his own students? What? Elliott looked at him, silently pleading Kurt nodded, despite being very, very angry."Okay, so the only reason they kidnapped me was so they could watch you. They wanted to watch you because, well you're going to save the world basically. There is going to be a powerful enemy that opposes everything, blah blah blah villain stuff. Any you are meant to stop him and save the world. Let them explain it to you. Also, don't get stressed out or something could go wrong, like the school being destroyed." Elliott said, matter-of-factly. Kurt stared at him, seeing if he was being serious or not. He was serious Kurt sighed.

"Okay, okay. But they have to explain before I decide to call my dad, complaining that my friend got kidnapped." Kurt said, stared at Elliott's face. Suddenly a door from the other side of the room opened. Two men stepped through. Well at least one of them was a man. The other, well, was darkness. He was the shape of a man, broad shoulders, masculine features, it was a man made out of darkness. Kurt stared at the two and glared at the Dean. "You're lucky I'm... forgiving if I have a reason too. So tell me, why did you have to kidnap my best friend?" Kurt asked, taking a step towards them, giving them his full attention. The two men shared a glance, and Mr. Anderson sighed.

"Kurt, you were in a prophecy... It stated that you would stop the destruction of our system. The Villain would change to our side, unless you were trained improperly. Thats where the other... man comes in. He knows everything about this, and is the only one who can train you so you can use all of your powers, and how to control them. We were also sent here so we could keep an eye on you and train you. If You aren't trained properly... you could be overwhelmed by your powers and stress, you could destroy everything, everyone you see or you could go rouge. And join the people who want to destroy the system. The system is the only thing keeping humans from destroying us, although they wouldn't succeed. If The Villain isn't stopped, the system will break, the world as the gifted know it will crumble, and we will have to go into hiding. And Kurt? You're the key to stop this." Mr. Anderson said, using hand gestures and pointing while talking. Kurt tried to process this. So he was supposed to stop the word as he knew it from being destroyed. Be trained during high school, and have to not get stressed out or he will destroy stuff? Great. Kurt stared at them, disbelieving.

"Why should I Believe that you're telling the truth?" He asked, looking between Elliott and the men. Elliott stared back at him.

"We have proof if you need it.." Mr. Anderson said, turning to tell the other man to show him. Kurt stood there, expectantly. The man came over to him and touched his shoulder lightly.

It was his memories. They were showin him the man's memories.

"You are to be moved to Dalton, the school for the gifted. There you will find Kurt Hummel, the boy you are meant to train, the boy in the prophecy. If you fail, we all die, you succeed and we are saved. If you die, we die, you are the only oone able to save us. Don't disappoint us."

Kurt looked at the man, searching his face for a hint of dishonesty. He found none. "What happens if you die?" He asked, uncrossing his arms. The dark man smiled, well the change in his face said he smiled.

"We have that sorted out, I will have Mr. Anderson give you the papers I wrote for you in case something bad happens. It's easier if I teach you." Kurt listened to the man's voice, it sounded like an echo of a voice. He couldn't tell who it was looked at Elliott.

"How does Elliott go into play with all of this?" Kurt asked, inching closer to his friend. Mr. Anderson and the man exchanged a look before talking.

"Hes here to make sure you don't destroy anything, but he never knew about this until a few minutes before you came." Mr. Anderson said, standing next it his friend. Kurt glanced at the man, he never learned his name. Although he didn't know him, he felt familiar. Kurt dully noted this, and looked at the men. "So Mr. Smythe here will train you everyday after school in your dorm, okay Kurt?"

Kurt stared at him in shock. Not only did Blaine's father come into this, so did Seb's? Great.