Sorry for the long wait, I lost interest in Glee and didn't feel up to writing a story about those characters. Finally got some mojo back and decided to see what came out of it. Hope everyone enjoys!
Disclaimer: I own nothing, all belongs to RIB or Marvel.
Reminder: Once again I'll remind everyone that this story does use Marvel characters as the Glee ones. For the most part, it doesn't matter, some things will look similar such as the backstories but others will be completely different. Mostly I borrowed locations, names, and powers (mostly powers). It was planned from the beginning, so no, it is not bad planning, it was what was always going to happen.
This wasn't betaed, so sorry for any mistakes.
My name is Kurt Hummel.
When SHIELD existed, I was a top agent.
Now, I lead a group of misfit superheroes.
After three months of training and seclusion, we are ready to make our move.
If only we knew what we were up against.
Three months was an extremely long time to be in one location with the same people there day in and day out. It was similar to being excommunicated, where they could see what was happening outside their little world, yet unable to do anything to help.
Kurt was hopeful that would all change. Three months had changed everything not just for his small group, but for the world itself. Chaos was the new structure of the world. Hydra was keeping with its premise, creating a world so chaotic and destructive that people were giving up their freedom left and right to be safe.
Safe was not a word that could be used with Hydra.
Kurt was well aware that in trying to take down Hydra, he may be leading his friends and himself to their deaths. But there was no-one left to help. The former Avengers, his friend's parents, had disappeared the day of SHIELD's fall, not a word having been spoken of them since. It was assumed they had died or been captured that day. All of SHIELD was in shambles, with all agents scattered and in hiding. Despite multiple contact attempts in the last few months, none had responded to his inquiries.
They were alone. Alone and ready to fight against an organization with untold numbers.
Kurt sighed, drinking deeply from his coffee as he considered their next move. The past months had turned his friends into a team, but they had also given Hydra the advantage as they continued to create crises and conquer governments. Truthfully, he did not know what their next move should be.
"Kurt?" Blaine's soft voice broke through the older man's thoughts as he came up behind, careful not to startle the former agent. Kurt sent a small, half-hearted smile at his lover before fixing his gaze past his father's land.
Blaine stayed silent, coming to rest next to Kurt on the porch, his own coffee in his hands. His hazel eyes took in his boyfriend's form, noting the stress lines on his face. He grabbed Kurt's hand, squeezing tightly before opening his mouth to speak.
"They control the UN now. Plus our government, England, Germany, and Italy. Spain and France are barely holding on. Russia is still outlasting them. Everywhere else is too busy fighting themselves or another country to pay attention. It's so much bigger than the last time," He murmured, following Kurt's eyes out to where he could see the smoke rising on the horizon.
"They are more organized, better infiltrated. They took out their biggest opponents in one shot. After that, they just had to slide in and take over. There's not enough resistance to fight them everywhere," Kurt responded gently, turning and pulling Blaine inside.
Mike and David looked up as they came inside, nodding at them before returning to the paper. Carole, Burt's new wife, smiled grandly as she flipped the batter on the stove.
"Good morning! Pancakes?" She asked brightly, handing a plate to Blaine without waiting for an answer. Blaine thanked her as Kurt wordlessly took the plate and sat next to David.
"Where's Wes?" He asked, biting into his food. David jerked his head towards the front door.
"Trying to convince Nick to come inside. Thad's with him too," The tall, muscular young man stretched his arms above his head, looking worriedly at the door.
"Still no luck?" Blaine asked as Thad came storming in a second later. Thad growled, his blue fur standing straight up.
"That little… imbecile… thinks he's so great cause he can hit any target… As if he's so perfect," Thad ranted angrily, breaking a cup as he tried to pour himself some coffee, "Dammit!"
Wes stormed in behind him, electricity flickering across his skin like lightning. Blaine instantly threw up a force field to cover them, worried of the son of Thor losing control.
"Something needs to be done with that boy. Not later, now. He is out of control," Wes hissed angrily, grabbing a plate before heading out to the porch. Kurt sighed, pushing his half-eaten breakfast away and heading for the front door.
Nick had been a problem since the disappearance of Jeff. He had thrown himself into his training, but rather than reap the rewards of it, he had taken on all the negative characteristics that he possibly could. He was arrogant, refused to work with the team, and struck out on his own constantly, picking fights with locals and other officials in the area. Kurt was worried that he would alert Hydra to their whereabouts soon.
"Nick," He called gently, seeing the younger man practicing with his two swords. He was ignored as Nick continued to slash through the air at the invisible targets.
Kurt sighed, leaning back against the wall to observe his friend. Nick had been one of the gentlest people he had ever meet, always willing to help another. When Jeff had been taken, all the gentleness was lost, creating a hard shell that focused only on destruction and death. Nick was the ultimate weapon, no morality, not a care in this world except for finding his lost lover.
But Kurt didn't want another weapon. It wasn't what was needed. He needed a team member with Nick's skills that had their back no matter the circumstance. And right now, Nick was a weak link. That had to change.
Kurt hesitated for a second longer before pulling his Sai swords from their sheaths. He closed his eyes for a second before heading onto the lawn, meeting Nick's downward swipe with his blades.
Nick flung his swords up, going into a defensive stance as he turned his piercing cold blue eyes at Kurt.
"What are you doing?" He hissed, his hands shaking with need to attack. Kurt raised an eyebrow at him.
"You are out of control. You think you are the best at everything, that you don't need to answer to anyone. But that's not true. You're angry. You're upset. I get it. But we can't do this anymore. It was my mistake, I should have helped you before. Instead, you've had months to stew. I know it hurts that you lost Jeff," Kurt broke off as Nick let out an angry yell, jabbing forward with his sword.
The two danced as their blades connected. Kurt was quicker, his strikes precise and hitting their target each time as he avoided the longer blades. Nick was stronger, less disciplined, but no less precise. Their blades connected constantly, each looking for an opening to end the fight quickly.
Kurt caught one of Nick's hand's with the side of his sword, cutting a small line down his hand and onto his wrist, causing the other man to drop one of the swords. The younger man let out an angry, pained yell as he grasped his remaining sword with both hands and threw hard strikes at Kurt, forcing him to move defensively as he tried to avoid the weapon.
Kurt ducked under the sword, twisting behind him and trapping the sword with his two. Nick fought against him, but with the pressure against his back as Kurt forced him to his knees and the trapped sword, soon realized that he had been defeated.
Kurt felt as Nick relaxed his muscles, but refusing to believe he was giving in, grabbed the sword and threw it aside before knocking Nick to the ground with a punch to the face and forcing him to stay down with a knee to the chest.
"As I was saying, I get it. You lost someone. But the world is going to hell, and we need you. So enough. If you need to spar, say the word and I will spar with you. If you need to be alone for a while, fine. But either you are with us or you are against us. I don't have time for your bullshit anymore. Everyone else is ready and we are going to go against Hydra. We need your skills, but not if you are like this," Kurt released the younger man, jumping to his feet and offering Nick a hand up.
The black haired man stared up at Kurt, anger and uncertainty crossing his face.
"Do you think he's still alive?" He asked softly, thinking of his lost love.
"I don't know. But if he is, I swear we will find him," Kurt answered calmly. Nick nodded, looking away for a moment before grasping the offered hand.
Time: March 25th, 1300 hours
Mission: Create a plan to take down Hydra
Location: Burt Hummel's house, Lima, Ohio.
"We need a plan of action to take down Hydra. I'm open to all ideas, so go for it," Kurt stated simply as he walked into the full kitchen the next day.
"We could target their most public members, take them out in front of the world so we create support?" Thad offered hesitantly.
"But that wouldn't do anything in the long run. We should attack the big wigs. Take out the masterminds, take out Hydra," David quickly countered, motioning widely with his hands.
"That would work if we knew who was in charge of Hydra. We should infiltrate, see what we could find out," Blaine broke in, scribbling the ideas on a sheet of paper.
"We don't have the man power for that. We need to be like the Howling Commandos, operating quickly and from the shadows," Nick stated clearly from his location on the countertop.
"It's too widespread to do that. You can't be in all the places You need to be. They will just regroup after each attack. Plus, Captain America had the advantage that he had seen the map of their locations. Now they are everywhere," Burt broke in with his thoughts.
Bickering broke out amongst the group, causing Kurt to bang his head against the table with a groan.
"Hey! I think we are forgetting one really big thing!" He shouted, bringing everyone's attention back to him, "The other supers. They didn't have those the last time either."
The room went silent as they considered that. They had only met four of the supers, five if you included Sam, but Kurt had been certain they had more. Which meant not only were they outnumbered by their organization, but by their own kind as well.
"We could take the supers out one at a time?" Blaine offered.
"We don't know where they are," Wes countered.
"We don't know where anyone is! Or who anyone is!"
"This is impossible!"
"It's not impossible, we just have to find…"
"How can we find a way to locate someone we don't know?"
"ENOUGH!" Kurt shouted, successfully making the bickering stop once more. He leaned back in the chair, observing his team.
"I think we have successfully discussed what we don't know. And let's face it, we don't know a lot. We do know that there are multiple supers out there who will harm us if they get the chance. We know that Hydra is widespread and the leaders remain out of sight. So maybe we should attack in plain sight, see who come out of hiding?" Kurt waited for the thought to sink in.
"That has merit," Wes stated, nodding his head.
"Excellent. If we attack a government building, then…"
A loud explosion cut off whatever Kurt was about to say, sending him flying through the air.
Kurt gasped as he landed hard on the ground outside, having been thrown from the kitchen by the force of the explosion. He tenderly pushed himself up, ears ringing as he looked around for his friends. He saw someone on the ground to the left of him, but couldn't see who it was.
Kurt tried to climb to his feet, only to fall back down a moment later. He crawled towards the individual, his lips forming names but unable to tell if he was actually speaking or not. It seemed to take hours to drag his figure towards the other, though it had to be only seconds or minutes.
Reaching the individual, he rolled him onto his back to see Nick's bloody face. He quickly found a pulse, weak as it was, before instinct had him rolling over and pulling his gun on an approaching individual. Mike raised his hands quickly, his lips moving as he must have been speaking to Kurt, but all Kurt heard was the ringing in his ears.
Mike seemed to realize he couldn't hear him as he pushed the other former agent out of the way and began healing Nick. Kurt turned away, looking for the others. He saw a silver figure leaving the burning house, shielding two others as they ran.
'David,' His mind supplied for him as the three came towards him. He blinked owlishly, his head throbbing as they came to a stop next to him, one of them throwing his arms around Kurt. He slowly returned the embrace, realizing it was Blaine.
He felt the fog begin to lift from his mind as his hearing slowly returned. He sent a small smile at Mike as the healer lowered his hands from his head, turning to face the others.
"Where's Thad? Or Burt and Carole?" He asked searching the grounds.
"Burt and Carole were the closest to the explosion. They didn't make it out. I saw Thad jumping off the porch after you, he has to be out here somewhere," David responded quickly, looking around before running off towards the trees.
"I'm so sorry, Kurt," Blaine whispered, pressing a kiss to his forehead. Kurt swallowed hard, forcing his emotions down. He may have been angry at his father but he had been the only family had had left.
"There will be time to grieve later. Now, we need to find Thad and see if the people who set off those explosives are still around. Then we need to get to a safe place," Kurt stated calmly, knowing his first priority had to be the living.
"Oh, we are still around. You just won't be for much longer," A loud female voice rang out.
Kurt leapt to his feet, facing the new foe. She was incredibly short, relatively attractive with long brown hair and a large nose. She was flanked by two others, both whom they had fought before, the incredibly tall man that held a helmet under his arms that they know knew possessed some sort of super strength brought on by motion. The other was the dark-skinned Mohawk man, who was most likely the cause of the explosions. Even now his hands were glowing with power.
"Didn't you miss us, Kurt?" Sam cruelly asked as he approached from the right with the Latino girl who had created fire and a blonde girl. Kurt glanced quickly at the two women with disbelief.
"Santana? Brittany?" He whispered brokenly.
"You did leave us behind after all. We didn't forget about you," A woman stated as she walked towards them from the left. She was a small, lithe blonde with perfect features, surrounded by a small Asian girl, the heavy-set dark-skinned girl who had manipulated the earth before, and what looked like a half-robot, half-human.
"I came back for you! But they had already moved you!" Kurt cried out, looking at each individual as he recalled seeing some of them, though not all.
"So goes the story. It doesn't matter any longer. Though you should have stayed. At least then, you would be on the winning team," The Asian girl stated calmly as they stopped, effectively circling the small group.
"You don't have to do this," Kurt pleaded, trying to buy some time as he waited for David and Thad to return. He readied his weapons as he took in the expressions of those around him.
"Actually, we do. You are about to cause a lot of problems for our Master, he wants you out of the way. Sorry, old friend," Sam stated easily before teleporting out of the way.
The little brunette opened her mouth and let out a shriek that sent them to their knees, hands flying up to cover their ears. Kurt telekinetically shoved her into a nearby tree, effectively silencing her for a moment.
Nick jumped to his feet, bullets flying from his weapons as Blaine charged up a few rocks from the ground and threw them towards their enemy. The Mohawk boy threw his own charges at the same time, colliding with Blaine's in a furious explosion that had everyone ducking for cover.
Wes called the lightning and wind towards him, sending an electric tornado towards the group on the right. Sam teleported Santana and Brittany away, reappearing on the left. The half-human sent out bullets from his mechanical arm, occasionally charging it with a blasting force that broke apart their small ranks. The earth manipulator sent tremors through the ground, knocking Blaine off his feet.
Kurt ran as fast as he could over the moving ground to Blaine's side, shooting as he ran. He hit Brittany and the Asian girl, but the other blonde turned her skin into a shining diamond shield, harmlessly bouncing the bullets off her as she covered the earth manipulator. Kurt reflected a blast from the half-human away from Blaine, hitting the Mohawk as he created more explosives that detonated as he fell.
Blaine placed a hand on the ground, closing his eyes as he willed his power through the ground towards the earth manipulator. He let out a pleased gasp as the ground exploded under her, half burying her in dirt. He was pulled to his feet by Kurt, where they regrouped with Wes, Mike and Nick.
"We need to get out of here," Mike stated obviously as he healed a gash on Wes' arm. Wes shook him off, sending another bolt of lightning towards the group. Kurt observed their remaining enemy.
There was the blonde who could turn her skin to diamonds, Santana with her fire, the tall boy with super strength who thus far hadn't moved, the half-human, and Sam the teleporter remaining. As he watched, the blonde returned back to her normal form, joining with the other remaining supers as they grouped together.
Kurt narrowed his eyes, sending out a telepathic blast towards the group. They scream in pain, dropping to their knees with their hands on their heads. Kurt sent out blast after blast, ignoring the blood that was streaming from his nose at the activity.
"Guys! Here!" Thad shouted as he and David drove into the battlefield in the SUV. Kurt waited until the others jumped into the car before taking over the wheel, releasing the connection from the fallen group. He wiped the blood from his face, driving away at high speeds before the group could regain control.
"Where are we going now?" Nick asked from the backseat where he was being healed by Mike. Kurt glanced back at him.
"I know who's in charge and where they are. We are taking the fight to them".
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