Blaine is pretty sure that he is going to die.
Jason is shouting, and while it makes him feel a bit better, but in all honesty, it's doing absolutely nothing for his nerves.
"Guys, this should have been set up yesterday!" Jason yells, causing a first-year camper to drop a box of decorations in fright and scramble off again.
The amphitheater is completely bare and undecorated. A group of Apollo campers had set up a sound system, the stage, the microphones, and even had the Hephaestus cabin help with the lighting. They had put up decorations and everything, but when they came down this morning, the amphitheater was empty.
Blaine is pretty sure that it's a stupid little rat with a capital A, but he doesn't want to aggravate Jason more, because he's pretty sure that people aren't meant to turn that certain shade of purple without imminent explosions happening. But Rachel, who is absolutely doing nothing to help, us currently belting out the most recent annoying ballad that she wants to sing.
Blaine wants to push her off a cliff. Maybe the fishes will enjoy her warbling there.
He feels kind of bad because Jason is turning blue now and the Apollo kids look like they are about to faint from last-minute preparations. Blaine feels pretty responsible, seeing as this was all his idea. He just hopes that Kurt is going to get claimed today or all of this trouble will have been for nothing.
This morning, he'd visited Hermes cabin to see that all thirty-five of them were standing outside, looking sleepy and disgruntled. He asked Gavin, the counselor for Hermes, where Kurt was and why they weren't in their cabin. He had said that Kurt kicked all of them out at six o' clock in the morning without any warning. Gavin looked downright murderous, and Blaine was trying not laugh.
He had knocked on the door, telling Kurt that it was him and asked if he could come in. All he heard on the other end of the door was frantic noises and pacing. Kurt was undoubtedly freaking out about what to wear.
And this leaves him right here, standing in a half-decorated and half-set up amphitheater, with Jason nearly screaming himself hoarse.
Someone (bless whoever this is) calls Athena cabin for back up, and the process goes along fast. The Aphrodite cabin invites themselves and offer their own…"constructive criticism".
In other words, they all whine and moan about the lack of pink and purple and lace and frills.
However, the moment Gaelen shows up, Jason drops everything he's doing to go sit down and talk to her. They're almost nauseating, especially the way Jason absolutely fawns over her. They keep giggling and smiling and it's obviously Blaine's turn to yell.
Everything gets done before the admission time, and Blaine is relieved as campers start to pour into the amphitheater, eagerly awaiting another concert, or maybe just another repeat of last year's mishap.
He's banking on the first, and ignores the cameras that are whipped out as soon as the lights begin to dim.
The night goes pretty smoothly. There are no drunken centaurs, which is something that Blaine is secretly cheering for, and everyone does a brilliant job on their number. Three Aphrodite girls, Quinn, Santana, and Brittney had sung "Buttons" by The Pussycat Dolls, something that all of the guys seem to really enjoy.
An hour later, Blaine has already performed his song (which is Teenage Dream, for your information), and he still doesn't see Kurt anywhere. It's starting to worry him so badly that he doesn't even notice Rachel getting up on stage and singing her song.
He finally turns his attention onto the stage, and Rachel sings the last note of her song and the guitar finishes its last chord. Everyone gives her a long applause and she bows incessantly. It makes her look like her spine doesn't go all the way up.
No matter how annoying Rachel can get and no matter how much every single Apollo member wants to throw her into the lava on the climbing wall, she has a very good voice. It took a while for Blaine to admit that though.
Jason is the MC for the night, and he's dressed up in a suit that looks great on him. After Rachel takes her millionth bow, he walks up to the stage and gently guides her back down.
"Thank you Rachel for that wonderful performance," he says. "Next, we have a newcomer at the camp, and a first-time singer at this concert. Please welcome Kurt Hummel!"
There's a moderate applause, and Blaine claps the loudest. He honestly doesn't blame them though. No one really knows who Kurt is, or what his singing and performing abilities are. Blaine settles back down in his seat and waits for Kurt to appear.
A deep pulsing electronic beat comes up on the stereo, and it makes Blaine jump with surprise.
Kurt walks up to the stage, dressed in…oh dear lord, were those spandex tights? And they were silvery and fit so tightly everywhere, leaving nothing to imagination. His hair is coiffed and every time he turns his head, the glitter in his hair catches the light. His top is sleeveless and looks something like white leather and it outlines his chest perfectly, showing off the muscles that Blaine didn't even know he had.
He lifts the microphone up to his lips and sings:
Don't be scared
I've done this before
Show me your teeth
Don't want no money (want your money)
That shit's is ugly
Just want your sex (want your sex)
Take a bit of my bad girl meat (bad girl meat)
Take a bite
Show me your teeth
Let me see your mean
Kurt's practically having sex with the air. His hips are gyrating and he's dropping on his legs and doing those wiggling things that are making Blaine think extremely inappropriate thoughts. One glance at the audience and Blaine can tell that he's not the only one.
But despite all of that, Blaine can't believe how amazing his voice is. It's strong and gritty and sexy and it's so amazing. He can't help but feel hypnotized, by Kurt's performance and his voice both.
Got no direction (no direction)
I need direction
Just got my vamp (got my vamp)
Take a bite of my bad girl meat (bad girl meat)
Take a bit of me boy
Show me your teeth
The truth is sexy
And now Kurt's giving the entire audience a seductive smile as he grounds his hips to the beat of the song. Blaine wonders if one can die from being too turned on.
At this point, it's a very good possibility, and with the dance moves that Kurt's shaking out at the moment, he's not going to rule out that chance.
Tell me something that'll save me
I need a man who makes me alright
Just tell me when it's alright
Tell me something that'll change me
I'm gonna love you with my hands tied
Show me your teeth
Just tell me when
Show me your teeth
Open your mouth boy
Show me your teeth
Show me watcha got
Show me your teeth teeth teeth teeth
Now the lyrics are giving him mental images and it's…not good. Blaine has to fold his knees up and tuck them underneath his chin and he sees quite a few guys in the audience do so too. He feels a surge of protectiveness rise up inside of him.
Got no salvation (no salvation)
Got no salvation
Got nor religion (no religion)
My religion is you
Take a bite of my bad girl meat (bad girl meat)
Take a bit of me boy
Show me your teeth
I'm a tough bitch
Got my addictions (my addictions)
And I love to fix 'em (and I love to fix 'em)
No one's perfect
Take a bite of my bad girl meat (bad girl meat)
Take a bit of me boy
Show me your teeth
I just need a little guidance
Kurt swings the microphone around and begins to emulate the same dance moves that Lady Gaga always does to this song. Blaine personally thinks that it looks a hundred times hotter on Kurt, with the lithe pale body and those hips. He didn't even notice Kurt's ass before, but now it's all that he can stare at.
Tell me something that'll save me
I need a man who makes me alright (man who makes me alright)
Just tell me when it's alright
Tell me something that'll change me
I'm gonna love you with my hand tied
Show me your teeth
Open your mouth boy
Show me your teeth
My religion is you
Show me your teeth
I just need a little guidance
Show me your teeth
He finishes with flair, flicking his head in a circle and pushing his hips a bit forward, with the microphone in his left hand. There's a bit of a silence for about three seconds, before the entire crowd screams with applause.
Kurt is flushed and his lips are pink and it's not helping Blaine's current…issue. He applauds with the rest of the crowd, and smiles fondly when Kurt blushes and takes a little bow. Jason walks up to the stage, saying something to Kurt and giving him an encouraging smile. Kurt hands him the microphone and is about to walk off the stage.
"Well, I think we all enjoyed Kurt's performance very much, so why don't we give him another round of applause?" Jason shouts.
He tugs Kurt back into the spotlight and Kurt's laughing, and Blaine thinks that he seems to grow even more gorgeous by the second.
The spotlight moves away and everyone grows silent. Kurt giggles nervously and says into the microphone, "What is it?"
Jason smiles at him and jerks his head upwards. A flock of doves are flying over Kurt at a distance, carrying something in their little claws. After flying for a few more minutes, they drop a white cloth and it gently falls on Kurt's head.
From the moment it touches his hair, it seems to dissolve, and the entire audience gasps.
As the cloth slowly melt, it reveals Kurt again, this time, his skin glowing, his hair soft and brown, and a delicate blush on his pale skin. He's wearing a pair of skin-tight jeans that fit him just as well as the spandex tights and a Prada coat and a pair of sexy Doc Martens.
In other words, he looks like a runaway model sex god.
Jason smiles and speaks into the mike. "Kurt Hummel, son of Aphrodite, goddess of beauty and love."
The crowd is transfixed. All of the girls are drooling, and Blaine sees that a few of the guys are too. Kurt looks at himself, his mouth a little open and his eyes wide. He seems to have lost the ability to speak. After a while, he says "thank you Mother" very softly into the microphone and the audience claps again.
The Aphrodite cabin swarms onto the stage, enveloping Kurt in hugs and laughter. Blaine can't see Kurt anymore among the crowd, but he knows that Kurt's probably close to crying from happiness.
He can now happily say to himself that this concert was an utter success.
Kind of a long A/N:
First off, I hope that this chapter was to your liking! I debated on how to do it, and I even wanted to prolong the claiming, but I thought that it was time for Kurt to go where he really belonged.
I AM LOOKING FOR A BETA FOR THIS STORY. IF YOU ARE INTERESTED, PLEASE SEND ME A MESSAGE.
Just as a note: I'm not going to put in any characters from the original series. Percy Jackson was mentioned extremely briefly, but the thing is that I would like this to be as AU as possible (and I don't want to run into an infringement troubles) which is why I'm making so many OC's.
Also, the updated list of characters! Not everything is filled in though. And I probably won't be using too many of these characters. They're just kind of a reference guide if I do happen to mention them at any point in the story.
Counselors:
Aphrodite—Gaelen
Apollo—Jason (this means Healer, which is a BIG coincidence)
Ares—Aaron
Athena—Sarah
Demeter—Avani (means Earth in Hindu)
Dionysus—?
Hephaestus— Altan
Hermes—Gavin
Poseidon—?
Zeus, Hera—none (?)
ND:
Puck—Ares
Quinn—Aphrodite
Rachel—Apollo
Finn—?
Tina—?
Mike—?
Brittney—Aphrodite
Santana—Aphrodite
Artie—Athena
Mercedes—?
Sam—?
For all of the question marks for the ND list, if you guys can think of any cabins for me, I would appreciate it very much if you could put it in the comments!