Ummm, yeah. You all probably hate me now. I'm sorry for not updating for so long. I was working on another story that was getting better feedback (Past, Present, and Future) and I also had a bunch of school crap to deal with. Plus I just found out that I need hip surgery. Yay me!

I'm really sorry if this story is going too fast, but my brain isn't good at creating details. I just kind of write down whatever I can think of.

Anyway, Thanks to all who reviewed. And a special shout out to Echoing Dreams for getting the Mortal Instruments quote!

"Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable."

"Wh-what do you mean? Who took Kurt?" Blaine looked around at everyone's faces but no one answered. The all looked away, at the walls, at the floor; anywhere but at him.

"Tell me dammit!" Finn looked up from where he was staring at Puck. Puck, who looked like a lifeless shell slumped on the floor. It appeared that the only thing keeping him up was the wall he was leaning against. But even the shattered state of Puck looked cheery compared to what Blaine saw when he looked at Finn.

"Finn?" Blaine whispered, his voice cracking. Finn sighed.

"The researchers that have been tracking us; somehow they found us and they broke in and took Kurt. They must've known he was the leader or something."

You could tell that Finn was trying to hide his emotions. His voice was close to cracking and he was having trouble keeping it even. But he had no choice. He had to stay strong for the coven. Blaine remembered when Kurt had mentioned that if anything ever happened to him, Finn was to be the next leader of the coven. He didn't want to just take over as if Kurt was gone forever. But he needed to be strong for his family. Blaine didn't have that strength.

"Kurt...he's…they took…" Blaine couldn't form complete sentences. He looked around the room expecting the others to still be looking away. He was wrong.

Every vampire in the room had their eyes on him. Some expressions were broken, like Brittany's and Mercedes's. But some were murderous like Puck's and Santana's.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" he asked, directing his question at the ones shooting him the homicidal glares. Santana growled.

"Well think about it. We've evaded these fucked up, nut jobs for years. Then you suddenly show up and our leader is kidnapped." Blaine's eyes narrowed.

"You guys brought me here. It's not like I just showed up." Blaine was getting angry. Kurt was gone and all they were doing was accusing Blaine of giving him up. Santana took a step forward but Blaine didn't back down. He didn't know if it was because he wanted to defend himself or because he didn't have any feeling in his legs.

"That's how we got that bastard Jason." She hissed. Puck picked himself up and stood on the other side of Blaine. Blaine's eyes flicked back and forth between the two vampires.

"Look, I can tell you right now that accusing me of giving Kurt up won't help us get him back." Blaine said. He tried to keep his voice as even as possible. Talking to them was like approaching a wild, dangerous animal. One wrong move and it may be your last.

"Yeah, but maybe we can torture some information out of you." Puck said. That was it, Blaine snapped. He was trying to be patient but he couldn't take it.

"You honestly believe that I gave up Kurt? Why in the world would I give up the man I love? I was going to die to be with him! And now, all you're doing is standing around accusing me of handing him over to those fucking scientists that are doing god knows what to him right now!" He took a deep breath and looked around the room. Before, he had still been feeling uneasy about living with vampires. Now, they were looking at him like he was the predator.

"I don't know about you," He said through clenched teeth. "But I'm going after him." The room fell silent.

"Yeah, we all are." Blaine's head whipped around to see Finn, his expression more confident than before. "We just needed to make sure you were on board.

"How are we going to do this?" Blaine asked as he sat down next to Mercedes at the kitchen island. Finn followed with a steady stride. Blaine saw that his whole manner had changed from broken to strong when He heard Blaine declare that he would never betray Kurt. His face was calm and determined and his leadership skills had taken over.

"Well, we know where they're holding him." Blaine's head shot up from where he looking down at the table.

"What! If you know where he is why don't you go and get him? You're powerful vampires!" Finn sighed.

"Think about it. They're researchers that have been tracking us for years. They've finally caught one of us and they're intent on not letting their new experiment get away. If someone wanted to enter the facility they'd have to go through background checks and upfront tests…one of them being that you have to have a pulse." Finn paused as Blaine's eyes widened.

"None of you have a pulse." He said quietly as the realization dawned on him. Finn nodded.

"But you do." He replied. Blaine stared at him before shaking his head.

"I can't do that. I can't just break into a science facility without any help." He said dropping his head into his hands.

"You won't have to. We may not be able to enter the facility but we'll be able to help you from the outside." Blaine kept his head in his hands.

"You said that they're going to do background checks, right? So won't they find it strange that I mysteriously disappeared from society a few weeks back?" Blaine could hear Finn walk out of the room and come back a second later. A thump was heard so Blaine raised his head to see a large manila folder stuffed with papers.

"You're getting a new identity." Finn said as he opened the folder. Inside were various papers; a passport, a birth certificate, a driver's license, and other documents telling the life of whoever owned them. Blaine picked up the driver's license to see the picture from his own license but a different name next to it.

"Darren Criss?" Blaine asked, reading the name off of the license. Finn nodded.

"He was meant to be one of the researchers. They don't know what he looks like yet so you're going to pose as him." Blaine nodded but paused for a moment, thinking.

"Won't the real Darren Criss show up though?" Finn stared at him for a moment before shaking his head.

"No, I don't think we'll have to worry about that." He said looking back down at the papers. Blaine's eyes widened.

"Holy shit, you killed him, didn't you?" Finn didn't look up from the papers he was looking at but nodded.

"Yeah, but that doesn't matter. He was working for them and we needed a cover for you. Plus Santana was hungry so…" He trailed off as Blaine's mouth hung open. Blaine shook his head and turned back towards the documents.

"Artie's a great hacker so everything is in their computer system. All you have to do is get in, pose as one of them, find Kurt, and get the hell out." Finn said as he slipped the manila folder into a black satchel. He walked out of the room and came back, this time with a bag that said Men's Warehouse on the side. He handed the bag to Blaine.

"Change into this. When you're done, come outside." Blaine took the bag and walked into his and Kurt's room. When he stepped through the threshold, he paused. Looking around at the room he saw all the aspects that he'd grown accustomed to. He'd wake up every morning next to Kurt, next to the man he loved. To anyone else, it may seem outrageous to fall in love so fast, but Blaine knew he loved Kurt from the moment he saw him. That was part of the reason why he thought it was a dream at first. He was shoved into a world of killers and lovers, a world where he had found his own love.

The room was situated just as it had been when Blaine had first left this morning. The bed wasn't made, which was odd for someone as tidy as Kurt. Instead of the normal warm feeling Blaine felt when he walked into the room, he felt cold and suffocated. It was as if the room expressed what Blaine was feeling. He held back the tears that were threatening to spill down his cheeks. Walking over to the bed, he dumped the contents of the bags out.

A few minutes later he was walking through the front door of the apartment wearing the dress pants, navy blue button down shirt, and black suit jacket that Finn had given him. He had to look and act as formal as possible when he was with the other scientists and researchers. He was fixing the cuffs of the jacket when Finn called his name. Blaine looked up and gasped.

Finn was leaning on probably the most expensive black Lamborghini Blaine had ever seen. Blaine stared at it with wide eyes until Finn snapped his fingers and brought him out of his daze.

"Here's your ride." Finn said as he opened the door of the car. Blaine walked over and gaped at the car.

"How the hell did you get this?" He asked as he ran his fingers across the hood in amazement. Finn shrugged.

"When we hunt, we take anything valuable that the victims may have on them. We aren't exactly stealing since they're dead." He said it in such a nonchalant manner Blaine barely registered his words.

"That's weird on so many levels." He murmured. "But it's still an amazing car."

"We're basically millionaires but we don't need the money for anything." Blaine nodded. Finn handed him the satchel with the documents in it. Blaine threw it into the car and turned back to Finn. He stared at him before putting a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"I'll bring him back." He stated. Finn nodded and gave a tired but encouraging smile.

"I know you will." Blaine gave a curt nod and began to get into the Lamborghini.

"And Blaine," Finn said, stopping him before he got into the car. Blaine looked up at him to see his face had turned from encouraging to dark.

"Yeah?" He asked.

"Do you remember when Kurt told you how long it can be before we have to feed again?" Blaine nodded.

"A month, right?" He asked as he got into the Lamborghini and shut the door. He rolled down the window so he could hear Finn. Finn nodded and said one last thing before walking back to the apartment.

"It's been a month."

Following the directions that Finn gave him, Blaine made it to the facility in no time with the high speed Lamborghini. He expected the location to be some secret, underground space, but no.

It was a regular building out in the open.

"What the fuck?" Blaine muttered to himself as he got out of the car. The facility looked like a run of the mill research building. To anyone else it might have seemed like a hospital or maybe a law office. But as Blaine walked closer he could see guards posted around the building at various entrances. Security cameras hung in the rafters and behind beams, oscillating to see the whole building.

So it wasn't exactly a normal building. Blaine approached the main entrance and watched as a guard who was stationed at it stand and regard him with judgmental eyes. He was probably deciding whether or not it was worth it to shoot Blaine with the pistol on his belt.

"Can I help you?" The man asked in a deep, rough voice. Blaine took a deep breath.

"Yes, I'm one of the researchers here for the project." Blaine said, reciting the words that Finn had told him to say. He took the folder of documents from the satchel and handed it to the man. The guard took it and flipped through some of the papers. He handed the folder back to Blaine but not before taking out the driver's license.

Blaine watched as the man pulled out what look like one of the scanners they use at the grocery store from a holder on his belt. He clicked a button and scanned the card. A green light flashed on the scanner and Blaine saw the facial expression of the man go from distrusting to bored, as if he had found out that he wouldn't get to shoot anything.

"Everything checks out so far. There's just one more test." The man grunted as he slipped the scanner back into its holder and took out a stethoscope from his pocket. Without warning, the man reached forward and placed the flat, round metal of the stethoscope to Blaine's chest. The man waited a few moments, listening to whatever was coming out of the amplifying headphones in his ears. Finally he took the stethoscope back and put it in his pocket.

"You're all set." He said as he walked over to his post. He took the scanner from his belt and plugged it into a panel on the wall that looked like a bank ATM. The green light flashed again and a plastic card popped out of a dispenser on the machine. The guard took it and walked back over to Blaine. As he handed it over Blaine saw that it was an ID with the picture from the fake driver's license. Blaine slipped it into his pocket and followed the guard as he walked towards the glass entrance doors.

"That card will get you through all entrances." He said as he took out his own card and showed Blaine how to swipe it through a scanner by the door. A click was heard and the door opened. Blaine walked through into a spacious lobby with marble flooring and a copper ceiling.

"Just go through that doorway there and keep walking down until you reach a white door labeled 'Test Room 3'." The guard said as he pointed at a door across the lobby. Blaine nodded and started walking as the man returned to his post. As Blaine walked across the lobby, the clicking of his shoes emphasized the lack of people on the room. There was only a single secretary sitting behind a check in desk and she wasn't even paying attention to him.

When he reached the door he took the ID card and swiped it through a scanner identical to the one from the front entrance. A faint click was heard and Blaine pushed open the door, revealing a long hallway with various doors. Each was labeled as a different test room. Blaine kept walking until he found one labeled 'Test Room 3'. He hesitated by the door. No sounds escaped through, leaving Blaine unknowing of what was happening on the other side.

He took a deep breath and finally scanned the card. The click of the tumblers aligning was heard as the door unlocked. Blaine pushed it open into an average sized room. In it were men and women in white lab coats bustling about; filing papers, typing notes. Two men stood in front of a large viewing glass looking down at something in a large white room. Blaine entered the room and as the door closed behind him the two men looked towards him. Blaine froze as one of the men, the older of the two walked over to him.

"You must be Mr. Criss." He said as the other man followed behind him. The younger one looked to be no older than Blaine.

"That is correct." Blaine said. The older man smiled and stuck out his hand.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet the head researcher of this whole operation." Blaine's eyes widened. He was posing as the head researcher? Why hadn't Finn told him that?

"I'm Dr. Murphy. I'm the supervisor of this assignment." The man said. "And this is my assistant, Dr. Colfer." He said gesturing to the younger man beside him. Dr. Colfer gave a curt nod in greeting. He made no move to shake Blaine's hand and instead gave him a cold, wary stare. Blaine had a feeling Dr. Colfer didn't trust him as much as the others did.

"You're just in time. We were just about to run a 5th test on the specimen. We've seen changes in its body but we'd like to do a few more runs." Dr. Murphy said as he led Blaine over to the viewing glass. Blaine couldn't help but notice that he kept saying "it" or "the specimen".

As Blaine looked through the viewing glass he took in the large room below. It was plain and simple, with white walls and floor. But what caught his attention was the large vat in the middle of the room full of what appeared to be water. And the being that was hanging over it, held by chains on his ankles and wrists. Blaine's breath caught in his throat.

"Kurt." He murmured. The boy had his head hung in exhaustion. Blaine could see dried blood covering his arms and the hospital scrubs he was dressed in but there were no visible cuts.

"He must keep regenerating." Blaine thought. He wondered what they were doing to him that would make him look like this. Kurt's body hung limp and lifeless and without a normal rise and fall of the chest, he looked dead. And it broke Blaine's heart.

"My god." He murmured.

"I'm sorry did you say something?" Dr. Murphy asked. Blaine turned his head to see the scientists regarding him with confused eyes.

"Uh…I-I was just remarking on…how strong your control is over the specimen." Dr. Murphy nodded in agreement.

"Yes. All of the chains holding it are made from titanium." Dr. Murphy turned back towards the viewing glass but Blaine could see out of the corner of his eye that Dr. Colfer was still staring at him, studying him.

"Run it again!" Dr. Murphy shouted. Blaine looked over to see other men in white lab coats behind a plexiglass wall. One of the men gave a thumbs up in response and started hitting various buttons and pulling levers. A red light flashed down below in the room as an alarm sounded. Blaine looked over at Kurt and saw that the boy's whole body had tensed. He gritted his teeth and hung his head as the chains that were holding him started to lower him into the large vat of water.

The water looked harmless; just a clear vat of liquid. But as soon as one of Kurt's bare feet made contact with the water an ear piercing scream escaped from his mouth. The scream resounded throughout the test room and covered up the alarm.

"What test is this exactly?" Blaine asked, trying to keep his voice level. Hearing Kurt scream felt like a knife going through his heart.

"We lower the creature into holy water for a measured amount of time and then take it out. We repeat this until the body isn't regenerating anymore." Dr. Murphy replied. Steam rose up from the water where Kurt's skin made contact as if it were acid. The chains lowered him further and further into the water until he was fully submerged and his screams were muffled by the water.

"We've found that the creature can hold its breath for a remarkable amount of time so we aren't worried about oxygen supply." Dr. Colfer explained as he picked up a clipboard and a pen. Blaine stared at the tank of water. Through its translucent wall he saw Kurt thrashing in the water in pain. Bubbles shot out of his mouth from his screams. The alarm was turned off and the room fell silent As much as he wanted to, Blaine couldn't look away. He remained frozen in place until the chains started to rise and he saw Kurt. Blaine had to choke back a scream.

Every inch of Kurt's visible skin was covered in bleeding blisters and blotchy, red skin. Kurt's piercing scream filled the air again when his head was free from the water. Out of the corner of his eyes Blaine saw Dr. Colfer writing notes down on the clipboard. His mouth was moving but Blaine couldn't hear him. He could only hear Kurt's screams. He felt like he had just been burned like Kurt. But even then, Blaine could bet that Kurt was feeling a thousand times worse. He barely noticed Dr. Murphy calling his name.

"Mr. Criss, can you hear me?" Blaine's head turned to see Dr. Colfer and Dr. Murphy staring at him with confused expressions.

"I'm sorry, did you say something?" Blaine asked. Dr. Murphy nodded.

"I asked you what your assessment of the specimen was." Blaine looked back towards Kurt and tried to make his facial expression as neutral as possible.

"Uh, the…creature seems to have blisters covering his body and looks to be in an incredible amount of pain." Blaine voice cracked slightly at the end.

"Is everything alright Mr. Criss?" Dr. Murphy asked when he noticed the crack. Blaine nodded. His eyes never left Kurt.

"Everything's just fine." He said through clenched teeth.

They ran through the same test 3 more times. Each time was worse than the last. Not because Kurt's screams got louder. They actually became weaker, which was even worse. After he was taken out of the holy water his body would start to regenerate, but as more and more tests were done, his body would heal slower and slower. After what seemed like hours, Dr. Murphy announced they were breaking to analyze the data.

"Your teams are going to analyze what they observed so you're allowed to work independently." Dr. Murphy said as he looked over the clipboard of notes that his assistant had given him. Blaine nodded slowly, barely comprehending the man's words. Kurt's screams were still resounding in his ears. Blaine watched as men and women in bio hazard suits unhooked Kurt from the chains holding him, only to strap him to a gurney with more titanium bonds. Kurt was lay still as they wheeled him out of the room, through large, iron double doors.

"Actually I'd like to do some one on one observation. Where are they taking the…creature?" Blaine asked. It was getting harder and harder to keep his voice even. Researchers kept coming up to him, asking his opinion on new tests and experiments. He wanted nothing more than to reach into one of their chests and pull out their beating heart, crushing it until they could feel nothing but pain. Maybe then they'd feel a fraction of what Blaine was feeling.

"The holding cells are two floors down. Just make sure to take the standard precaution when you're there. Titanium is strong but it may not completely hold him." Dr. Murphy said. Dr. Colfer had yet to say a word to Blaine since he got here. He only gave him wary stares, like the one he was giving Blaine at that moment. When he finally spoke, Blaine wished he hadn't.

"Yes, we wouldn't want you to be killed slowly, now would we?" Blaine raised an eyebrow in questioning at this. Dr. Colfer merely stared back with a blank expression.

"Be careful." Dr. Murphy said with a wave of his hand. Apparently he hadn't heard his assistant's underlying threat. Blaine opened his mouth to say something back to Dr. Colfer, but thought against it. Closing his mouth, he turned around, left the room, and went to find the stairs.

Instead he found a set of elevators. He scanned his card and the doors opened with a ding. He stepped in and hit the 'close doors' button but right before they shut, he could have sworn he saw Dr. Colfer staring at him from across the hall. The doors shut and Blaine could feel the elevator bringing him down. Two floors down, the elevator dinged again and Blaine stepped out through the open doors. He walked into what seemed like a hallway carved out of a rock. The walls were solid stone and fluorescent lights were strung from nails in the ceiling. It made sense since Blaine was most likely underground now.

He looked around and found that there was only one door on the level. Blaine walked down the hallway and approached a large, rusty iron door. It looked ancient, and Blaine could guess that it was pretty hold seeing as how it didn't even have an ID scanner. Blaine looked around and saw that there weren't any cameras as well. The scientists may be precautious in the beginning but it seemed like they didn't expect anyone on the inside to steal their newest experiment.

Blaine pushed open the metal door as quietly as possible. It made a groaning noise as it opened and shut, leaving Blaine in a dungeon like room that was dimly lit by torches. Manacles lined the walls, tying the whole medieval torture theme together. The room was empty save for a set of manacles holding up a figure at the far side of the dungeon. Blaine hesitantly shuffled over. The figure shuddered and moaned.

"My god…" Blaine muttered. It was Kurt. But his body was cut up and bloody; not like the normal cheerful boy Blaine had grown to know. His hands and feet were tied to the wall with the manacles. The bricks were bulging slightly where the chains connected. Blaine noticed with a start that it was from Kurt pulling on the chains with such a force that it had caused the wall to begin to crumble but not completely give.

"Kurt." He whispered. The boy groaned and shifted slightly. He was kneeling on the ground and his head was hung with the exhaustion of having to constantly heal and regenerate. Blaine shifted closer to him to get a better look at the chains holding him. Maybe he could pull them out of the wall further or break them with a rock. He reached out a hand to grip the chain but as he made contact with the metal, Kurt made a sound almost like a predatory hiss.

"Kurt, it's alright. It's me. It's Blaine. I'm going to get you out of here." Blaine moved to grip the manacle but Kurt hissed again, causing Blaine to withdraw his hand.

"Kurt, it's going to be okay. I know it must hurt but-" Blaine stopped mid sentence as Kurt lifted his head. He stared at Blaine, but not with those ever shifting glasz eyes. They were black, completely swallowed by darkness with flecks of blood red floating around. Kurt's face was contorted in pain but also in predatory wrath, like a lion before in pounced on its prey.

"Kurt?" Blaine choked out. He stepped away as Kurt's body tensed. He pulled his arms forward and with a groan, he started to pull the chains from the wall again.

"Kurt, what are you-" Blaine flinched as the chains broke from the wall with a deafening crack. Rocks and debris flew everywhere as Kurt stood, his head hung and the chains dragging from his wrists. He peeled off the manacle cuffs as if they were plastic and not steel and dropped them on the ground. He still didn't look up as he took a few steps forward until he was less than a foot from Blaine.

"Kurt?" Blaine whispered again. The room was silent except for Blaine's breath going in and out.

"Ku-" Kurt's hand flashed out and grabbed Blaine by the throat. He let out a strangled cry as Kurt tightened his hold. He lifted his head and stared at Blaine with his dark eyes. His face was expressionless as he pinned Blaine against the wall.

"What are you doing?" Blaine choked out. Kurt gave a small smile that was anything but kind. His teeth were gone and replaced by his needle sharp fangs

"Don't fight me." He whispered as he leaned in. Blaine could do nothing but whimper as Kurt bit down on his neck. He could feel the blood slowly leave his body. His eyesight began to go fuzzy and he felt his consciousness start to slip away. Blaine slumped to the floor as Kurt released his throat. The last thing he saw before his eye sight left him was Kurt falling to the floor.

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