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Warning: character death (skip the first part if it's too much for you) and mention of another character death. Yeah, I know, it isn't a happy chapter.

Sebastian Smythe was a successful man and he knew exactly what had made him the most powerful person in the city. He was determined when he wanted something and willing to get through everything and everybody to get what he wanted. There was only one person brave enough to resist him, the one he wanted the most: Kurt Hummel. The boy was clearly stunning, he was beautiful and there was so much passion in his eyes... Sebastian couldn't wait to finally get him. Because he knew he would have him. Kurt, just like everyone else would see his true self soon but he would be unstoppable by then. Once his men finish the experiments and he gets the power that had been taken away from his father, Sebastian would show everyone who was in charge in this city. Once he had the citizens on their knees in front of him, he would take Kurt to that apartment he had brought for them and make him his. He wanted to show Kurt his place, kill that flame in his eyes, make him his slave. And that's exactly what he would do. He only had to wait a little more.

"I hope you have some news for me, Doctor" he said as he stepped into the lab, making everyone froze just with his presence. They were scared when they looked at him and it always made him smile.

"I think I have" Doctor Roberts, leader of the team working on Sebastian's secret project answered.

"Is it ready?" Sebastian asked.

"It is but..."

"Show me" Sebastian said impatiently.

"Sir, we should run a few more tests before..."

"That's exactly what we will do" Sebastian smirked. "Get him in."

The two bulky men from behind him disappeared and when they came back a minute later, they had a struggling middle aged man in their hold. They led him to the closest metal chair and started tying him up.

"That's not how we do things" Doctor Roberts said.

"Should I remind you who finances your experiments, Doctor?" Sebastian asked with a raised eyebrow. "My father worked like this and I think it's just the perfect way to continue his work."

"Mr Smythe" the man on the chair cried. "Please..."

"Shut up, Barry" Sebastian snapped and turned back to the doctor. "My former accountant. He tried to steal from me."

"I'm sorry" Barry said. "Please, let me go. I will..."

"Barry" Sebastian sighed as he crouched down in front of the man. "Don't you see what an important role I'm giving for you? If the injection is successful, you will become the most powerful man of the city. Isn't it amazing?"

"I don't want this" Barry cried.

"Do it" Sebastian snapped his fingers, taking a few steps back to let the doctor insert the injection.

"Please" Barry begged again, watching hopelessly as Doctor Robert stepped forward with a long needle.

"I'm sorry" the doctor sighed. He didn't have a choice either. Since he had agreed to work for Sebastian Smythe, he had learnt that he had to do what the man told him if he wanted to survive. He quickly stabbed the needle into the tied up man's hand and stepped back to watch his body's reaction. If everything went well, Barry would free himself from the chair once the changes in his body went down.

"How long does it take?" Sebastian asked, tapping his feet on the hard floor impatiently.

"A few minutes..." the doctor answered.

Once the words left his lips, though, Barry cried out in pain and threw his head back, twitching in his bonds.

"Something's wrong" Doctor Roberts said, stepping forward in concern.

Barry cried out again and the doctor stepped back in horror when he saw blood escaping Barry's nose, mouth and even his eyes. The man was screaming in agony, desperate to make the pain stop but there was nothing anybody could do. Within minutes, Barry's fight for his life ended. He went completely still, his head rolling down to his chest, and he didn't move again. Sebastian stepped forward to check his pulse since none of his workers seemed to be able to move. He shook his head in disapproval.

"Well, I think you should work some more on it" he said easily. "I suggest you to come up with the solution soon."

He smiled at the stunned team around him and without sparing Barry's body a last look, he walked out of the lab, his thoughts quickly finding their way back to Kurt and his perfect body.

~ o ~

"I can't believe you want to do this!"

Blaine sighed, looking at Santana with a raised eyebrow. They were in the garage and Blaine had just finished telling them about his encounter with Kurt. And the plan that he would damage Santana's car to make Kurt something to repair.

"Come on, it's just a small damage on the front door" Blaine said.

"Why don't you use your own car?" Santana asked.

"Because I might need it if Robin Hood shows up again" Blaine explained. "Come on, you can surely live without your car for a few days."

"I don't like this" Santana shook her head. "Why do you have to do this stupid thing anyway? You should have talked to that boy and found out what he knows about Robin Hood. That's why you visited him today, right?"

"It wasn't the right time" Blaine sighed, remembering how upset Kurt had been when he had found him with Sebastian.

"You want to fuck him" Santana said.

"What?" Blaine gasped. "That's not true."

"Isn't it? Why do you have to go through all of this trouble then?" Santana asked.

"I want him to trust me" Blaine replied. "I would have better chances if he trusted me, that's all."

He looked at Sam for help but his friend seemed to believe Santana more than him.

"Come on! Will you help me with this or not?" Blaine asked in frustration.

"Fine" Santana said finally. "But if you destroy my car, you will get me another one."

"Alright" Blaine nodded.

"Any type I want" Santana said.

"Fine" Blaine sighed. "Although I don't think it will be necessary."

"Let him do it" Sam said gently, pulling Santana away from her car.

Blaine grabbed the baseball bat and raised it in the air. He focused on his memories of Kurt being held down, struggling in Sebastian's grip helplessly. He imagined Sebastian's face and gathered his strength, hitting the side of the car hard, smashing in the window.

"Okay, I think it will be..." Santana stepped forward but was pulled back by Sam again as Blaine hit the car again. And again.

There was so much anger in him, he forgot what he was doing. He felt like he failed protecting the citizens, innocent people like Kurt who had been suffering for so long because of him.

"Blaine, stop!" Sam cried out when it became obvious that Blaine couldn't and wouldn't stop without their help.

"Leave me alone" Blaine said and raised the baseball bat again.

"Stop!" Santana shrieked and with Sam's help, they held down Blaine's arms. "Look what you've done."

Blaine gasped as he took in the damage he had caused on the car, dropping the baseball bat instantly. He was so lost in his thoughts and emotions that he had broken the car's side almost completely.

"Uhm... Sorry" he said awkwardly.

"You're sick" Santana said, shaking her head again. "I hope your boyfriend can repair this or..."

"I know" Blaine rolled his eyes. "I will buy you a new car. Get it."

Santana shook her head again and turned to leave, slamming the door behind her.

"It's just a car" Blaine muttered, looking at the door.

"It's her baby, you know that" Sam smiled. "So what now?"

"I will meet Kurt in the morning" Blaine answered. "I will stay there and ask him about Robin Hood while he repairs the car."

"It will be a long talk" Sam said, eyeing the broken car in front of him.

"I hope so" Blaine whispered.

~ o ~

Kurt couldn't sleep that night. There were so many thoughts bothering him, mostly his fear of getting caught by Nightbird, that his father would find out what he had done and being locked up for his entire life for robbing those people. But it wasn't all. There was somebody else who made him scared even more, Sebastian Smythe. Although he always tried to be strong, he knew that he couldn't fight against the man forever. He would find him alone again and if there wouldn't be someone to save him... Who knew what Sebastian would do to him. He already knew that Sebastian was a cruel man and he had dubious things, Kurt was afraid that he would use his father to get to him and it was something Kurt wouldn't survive. He had only one chance to protect his family from the man, he had to find something against Sebastian and blackmail him if necessary.

He had already found out what Karofsky's secret was. He had seen the recording he had found in the man's office. It explained a lot, actually. It was a sex tape of Karofsky with another man, something that didn't really surprise Kurt. He had thought that Karofsky wasn't as ordinary as he tried to seem, the way he had watched Kurt back in high school, when his hands had 'accidentally' wandered to intimate places, it had made Kurt doubt that Karofsky was the person everybody believed he was. And now he had the proof that Karofsky was just like him. He didn't know what to do with that information, at least not now. He wanted him to pay for everything he had done to him in high school but on the other hand, Kurt felt bad when he thought about destroying somebody's life. Would he be any different from his tormentor? Revenge was a dangerous thing, he could easily turn into someone he didn't want to be. It was enough to think about Nightbird. He had been a hero once, and look what he had become... A selfish jerk. Kurt didn't want to be like him.

He sighed and decided to get up. It was pointless to stay in bed, he couldn't sleep anyway, so he could take his time and make a delicious breakfast for himself and his father. He wouldn't have time to cook lunch anyway, he had promised that man that he would repair his car. He smiled at the thought. Maybe it was because he had saved him the other day, but he found the man rather attractive. He had beautiful eyes that reminded Kurt on somebody, although he had no idea who exactly, and his smile...

Kurt rubbed his forehead. He had been so upset the previous day that he hadn't even asked his name. He could just hope that he would come back today and he would have a chance to talk to him again.

After the breakfast with his father, Kurt took some time to style his hair and pick up something to wear. He didn't have too many fashionable clothes, not anymore, but he had saved a few from his high school years for days like this. His mysterious saviour couldn't see him in his dirty work clothes after all.

Just a few minutes after opening the shop, the man really appeared. He smiled and waved towards him, showing the keys in his hands.

"I have the car this time" he said as he walked to Kurt. "Good morning."

"Good morning" Kurt said nervously. He had gone through what he wanted to tell the man but he forgot most of his speech. "Uhm... I'm Kurt Hummel!"

"I know" the man smiled.

"You do?" Kurt frowned.

"Hummel Tires & Lube?" the man said slowly.

"Oh, of course" Kurt laughed. "But I still don't know the name of the man who saved me yesterday."

"Blaine Anderson" the man said.

"Blaine... It's nice to meet you. Again, I mean" Kurt said awkwardly.

"Yeah, me-me too" Blaine said. "You look great by the way."

"Oh" Kurt said, blushing. "It's nothing, really. I just grabbed some random clothes from my wardrobe."

Okay, maybe it wasn't too appealing.

"I should see your car, right?" he said hastily, trying to save the conversation.

"Right" Blaine smiled. "I parked outside."

"We should get your car inside" Kurt said.

Kurt opened the door wider and let Blaine in. The first thing he noticed that Blaine's car was a lot more expensive than the cars he usually repaired. It was bright red and just didn't seem like the type he thought Blaine used. It seemed too... feminine. But who was he to judge people?

"What happened?" Kurt gasped as he went closer to see the damage. "It doesn't look like an accident, more like an attack."

"Uhm..." Blaine looked down, trying to come up with an explanation. "My... boyfriend. I mean, my ex-boyfriend. He was angry for the breakup."

"Interesting choice of revenge" Kurt said.

"Tell me about it" Blaine laughed. "So... can you save it for me? I love this car."

"I think I can" Kurt said slowly. "Although it will take some time. I have to get a new door because this is completely damaged. It won't be cheap."

"It doesn't matter" Blaine smiled.

"Okay" Kurt said slowly, eyeing Blaine carefully. Most people who came to them didn't handle money so easily and Kurt was always somewhat scared of people like Blaine.

"Did I say something wrong?" Blaine asked.

"No, just... People like you don't come into this part of the city to get their car repaired" Kurt answered honestly.

"I get it" Blaine smiled sadly. "You think that I'm just another rich jerk like Sebastian."

"I didn't say that..."

"It's fine. That's what most people think about me actually" Blaine sighed. "It comes from my parents. They inherited a whole fortune from my grandparents and when I turned 18, they were forced to hand me over some."

"Forced?" Kurt asked with a raised eyebrow.

"My parents are the greatest homophobes of the state. They hate me for what I am" Blaine smiled sadly. "If it were up to them, they would have let me starve to death."

"That's... awful" Kurt said quietly.

"I learnt to live with it" Blaine said. "I guess you have better luck with your dad if you work for him."

"He's amazing" Kurt smiled. "It's not like I had a choice either but I love him and I'm glad I can help him. It's really hard for him since Sebastian terrorizes him and the whole area. I couldn't go to college because we barely have enough money for living and he... I think it broke his heart. He always wanted the best for me and he knows how much I hate this job."

"I'm sorry" Blaine said honestly. He had to give up his dreams, too, but at least he had gotten something in return.

"It's fine. Maybe one day I will be able to leave" Kurt said quietly.

"I'm sure that day will come soon" Blaine said. "I heard about this guy who helps families like yours. Robin Hood. Do you know him?"

"No" Kurt said hastily. "I mean... I heard about him but I don't know who he is."

So Kurt knows him, Blaine thought. Just the fact he turned scarlet and looked away was enough for Blaine to know he was lying.

"Of course" he smiled. "Nobody knows him, right? He's like... a superhero."

Blaine was wondering if it was one of Kurt's friend, if he knew the man well.

"What do we have here?"

Blaine turned his eyes away from Kurt to look at the new comer. It was a tall man in work clothes, wearing a baseball cap.

"Hey, Dad" Kurt greeted him.

Oh, so it was Kurt's father. He was nothing like his son, so Blaine assumed Kurt had gotten his delicate features from his mother.

"Mr Hummel" Blaine nodded towards the man.

"Dad, this is Blaine Anderson" Kurt said. "He has some trouble with his car."

"I see" Burt said. "It looks like somebody attacked it with a baseball bat."

"Angry neighbour" Blaine laughed.

"I thought it was your ex" Kurt frowned.

"Yes. My ex. Who lives in the neighbourhood" Blaine said awkwardly.

"You must have hurt her pretty badly" Burt commented.

"I told Blaine that I would repair it" Kurt said.

"Are you sure you can do it?" Burt asked. "It's a fine car, do you think..."

"Dad, please" Kurt hissed, trying to get his father leave him alone with Blaine.

"I have some paperwork waiting for me upstairs" Burt said, finally understanding everything. Kurt was dressed too well for a usual day and the way he looked at Blaine told Burt enough. "I see you want this car all for yourself."

"Thanks" Kurt whispered.

"Just don't do anything stupid" Burt said as he walked away.

"What did he mean?" Blaine asked when Burt was gone.

"Nothing" Kurt sighed. "He's just a little overprotective, that's all."

"Oh, he thinks that I would hurt his only child" Blaine smiled.

"Something like that" Kurt nodded.

"He surely looks like a father who would threaten his son's boyfriends with a gun" Blaine muttered.

"You have no idea how close to the truth you are" Kurt laughed.

"I guess I didn't make the best impression with the look of my car" Blaine sighed.

"You made a bad choice, it happens with everybody" Kurt shrugged.

"I guess so" Blaine nodded.

"So..." Kurt started but didn't know what to say.

"Would you like to have coffee with me?" Blaine asked hastily. He didn't want to end the conversation here. He told himself that he needed more information from Kurt but the truth was, he had to see him again. "I mean... Not now but sometime when you don't work and I don't work either..."

"It would be great" Kurt said quietly.

"Great!" Blaine said excitedly. "Uhm... Can I have your number? Just in case..."

"Sure" Kurt said and took Blaine's phone, typing his phone number quickly and handed Blaine his phone to do the same. "I can't promise anything but if things go well, tomorrow..."

"Kurt?"

They both turned around and Kurt almost dropped Blaine's phone when he found a devastated looking Jack standing in front of him.

"Jack, what happened?" Kurt asked, fearing the worst. Jack's granddaughter was dying, everybody knew that she didn't have much time left.

"Bethany... She..." Jack shook his head, his whole body shaking from suppressed sobs.

"Blaine, would you leave us alone?" Kurt asked quietly.

"Of course" Blaine said. He didn't know what was going on but the way the older man looked told him that something was very wrong. "I will call you."

"Okay" Kurt said and walked to Jack to put his arms around him. "My dad's in his office. Come on."

~ o ~

It was supposed to be a quiet night, Kurt had no idea how he ended up on a roof again, fighting against Nightbird. After a horrible day, he had decided to attack Sebastian's jewelry store, not really for the money but to get off some steam. He had to destroy something. He had to cause those bastards pain, to show them how unfair it was that people went through hell and they lived their happy lives.

They started a new therapy...

And that freaking joke of a superhero found him again, so he had to run. Unfortunately, Nightbird seemed a lot faster this time and followed him easily up to the roof.

...but it was too late. They couldn't save her.

So Kurt decided to get out all the anger and frustration on Nightbird. He knew that it was stupid, Nightbird was a trained superhero with superstrength and unusual speed, he had caught hundreds of criminals and Kurt had no chance against him. He had never hurt anyone and it was the first time he tried to punch someone else. It didn't work, of course, Nightbird caught his arm easily and slammed him down onto the ground.

"Somebody isn't in a good mood tonight" Nightbird said.

"You have no idea" Kurt said, grabbing a broken piece of wood and hitting the superhero with all of his strength.

I just don't understand. What have we done wrong to deserve this fate?

"You should give up" Nightbird said, getting out of the way.

"Never" Kurt said and attacked him again.

She was just a baby...

Kurt grabbed the piece of wood and tried to hit Nightbird but he got away from the attack. Kurt groaned in frustration and surged forward again, only to be caught by his arms. Nightbird kicked his legs out from under him, bringing the boy down onto the ground and holding him down by his wrists.

"Calm down" Nightbird said. "I don't know what made you so angry but I'm almost sure it wasn't me."

No, it wasn't him. Kurt could blame nobody for the happenings of the day and it wasn't fair that he wanted to get his anger out on somebody who didn't deserve it.

Deserve this fate...

Kurt brought up his legs, pushed Nightbird away from him and sat up, breathing heavily. He didn't want to fight anymore. He had to talk to someone and unfortunately, the only person he could talk to right now was the superhero.

"It's not fair" he said quietly.

"What are you talking about?" Nightbird asked, stopping a few feet away from him when he saw that Kurt wasn't going to attack him again.

"A little girl died today" Kurt whispered. "She was just a baby, an innocent baby."

Nightbird didn't know what to say. He opened his mouth and closed it again, taking a tentative step towards the criminal. Maybe he wasn't completely emotionless, Kurt thought.

"I'm sorry" Nightbird said. "Do you know the family?"

"They're good people. They didn't deserve this" Kurt said carefully.

"Sometimes shit happens. This is how life works" Nightbird shrugged.

"It's still not fair" Kurt said.

"I don't say it is" Nightbird said as he sat down beside Kurt. It was so strange. Nightbird was his enemy, the man who wanted to catch him and now here he was, sitting beside him, giving him support. It just didn't feel right.

"I don't get it" Kurt said, shaking his head. "I can't understand why people can do horrible things and live happily when others struggle to stay alive and then..."

He sighed and shook his head again.

"They are good people. The best parents children can have" he said. "It's so unfair."

"I know" Nightbird said, putting an arm around him.

"And there's another one" Kurt said, thinking about what Blaine had told him. "His parents have everything but can't accept their son because he is gay. They're so blind. It's not like he could do anything against it."

"That's..."

Wait a second. Something wasn't right with these stories. Blaine knew that Robin Hood was talking about Bethany, a 9-month-old girl who had died earlier that day. He had made his research. The girl had been very sick and nobody could have saved her. But he knew the other story as well because it was him the other man was talking about. The question was how he knew about it when Blaine only told...

He grabbed Robin Hood's jaw and forced him to look at him. The man started struggling in his grip, his eyes fearful and teary. It became obvious within a second and Blaine didn't how he could be so stupid before. He had seen these eyes before, and not just one time.

If you don't do anything to stop this, I will do it.

He had told Blaine the first time they had met. When he had come for his help and Blaine had sent him away, he had told him what he would do. Blaine should have known.

"Let me go!" the other man screamed, kicking Blaine's leg hard.

The superhero hissed and let go of the man who was up on his feet in no time, rushing towards the ladder.

"Hey, don't go!" Blaine called after him. "I won't..."

But he was gone. It wasn't like Blaine couldn't find him easily now that he knew who he was, he just didn't know what he should do. Now that he knew who Robin Hood was, it changed everything. He wasn't just a criminal anymore but a person Blaine liked. Someone he believed could be more than just a friend someday.

"Kurt" he whispered, pulling his mask down. The boy was long gone, there was nobody who could see his face. He rubbed his eyes, sighing heavily. There was a long night waiting for him where he had to decide what his next step should be.