Out of the Dark Chapter 11
Title Out of the Dark
Author Palaemon77
Rating Mature
Genre Supernatural
Pairing Kurtofsky
Warnings Character Deaths
Wordcount 31459
Spoilers Season 2
Summary After the locker room kiss, Kurt finds out that Dave isn't who he thought he was, but at least he thought Dave was human.
Links
{ Chapter 1 } { Chapter 2 } { Chapter 3 } { Chapter 4 } { Chapter 5 } { Chapter 6 }
{ Chapter 7 } { Chapter 8 } { Chapter 9 } { Chapter 10 } { Chapter 11 } { Epilogue }
Chapter 11
Outside the cabin, Dave was heading toward the vehicle before it stopped. As it halted, Dave stood next to the Hummer wearing only boxer shorts.
“What happened?” He asked his dad as Paul stepped out of the vehicle.
“They were ready for us, son." Paul began, "Back at the house...that was only to split us up. They had already gotten to Finn’s mother.”
“Where is she?” Dave asked. “And where’s Emma?” He already knew the answers to both questions.
Stepping out of the back of the Hummer carrying Beacon, Sue said, “I put it down,” referring to Carole. “Unfortunately it had already killed the seer.”
Seeing the anguish of Burt and Finn, Paul added, “Sue - these were people - with families. Emma was part of the Trust, and Carole was Finn’s mother, Burt's fiancé.”
Kurt helped Dave take Beacon from Sue as she responded to Paul, “That thing was not Carole - it killed her - I did her a favor so it wouldn’t use her body to kill any more people - and Emma,” she said the woman’s name with a bit of venom, “should have seen this coming, and she should have known it was a trap.”
“Sue.” Paul protested as they all entered the cabin.
She ignored him as she walked over to the kitchen sink to wash the blood off her hands.
After they settled a bit, Kurt was pointlessly tending to Beacon’s wound. Dave could sense that the dog was near death. Finn and Burt were sitting next to each other on the couch, both looking exhausted and understandably disturbed.
They each took turns taking a shower while Dave guarded the cabin. Kurt was the last one finished. He snuggled into Dave’s side on the loveseat and hugged him. It was after Kurt mindlessly kissed Dave that Finn spoke.
“Are-are you two…together?” He asked in disbelief.
“Finn,” Kurt began, “I don’t think this is the right time to-“
“No - I think it’s the perfect time,” Burt interrupted. “Kurt, the woman I hoped to spend the rest of my life with was just murdered by a psychotic cheerleading coach because of some thing your boyfriend brought on our family.” He spat. “This all started when Dave entered our lives." Burt turned his gaze to Dave. "Now, I think I have the right to know, Dave.”“Are you fucking my son?”
“Dad!” Kurt yelled.
“Burt.” Paul tried to interrupt.
“No!” Burt yelled. “I'm not losing my son too. This time I…” The sound of sizzle and crackling echoed through the room and suddenly Burt’s body shook wildly and dropped to the floor. In his place stood Sue, smiling with a Taser gun in her hand.
“I forgot I had that.” She said proudly.
“Hey!” Finn exclaimed, rushing to Burt’s side. “You can’t do thaaaaa.” Soon he was slumped over Burt.
“Sue.” Dave said fiercely. “That’s enough.”
With a confident smile still on her face, she said, “You gonna stop me?”
Before Kurt could blink, Dave had the Taser in his hand and crushed it. Afterward, he bent down to check on the men and laid them flat on their backs, so they’d be more comfortable in their unconscious state as Sue muttered “You’re no fun…”
“Here. I’ll help you.” Kurt said. “Besides - he’s wrong. This is ALL my fault.”
“What?” Dave asked. “How is any of this your fault?”
“They were after me.” Kurt said. “Think about it. It wasn’t until I was at your house that they found out where you lived. They cursed the ring meant for me. It was me they captured, and it was my father’s fiancé they…they…” Kurt couldn’t finish his sentence before the sobbing started.
Dave leaned in and held Kurt, “Shhh.” He smoothed Kurt’s hair. Dave wanted to comfort him by disagreeing, but Kurt did have some valid points.
He wanted to talk to his dad about it but ran out of time. Just as Dave straightened out Finn’s right leg, he cocked his head and sniffed.
“Oh God,” Kurt said almost defeated, “There’s that smell.”
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“They’re coming!” Dave announced to the group. Paul, Sue and Dave stood back-to-back-to-back in the center of the room. Dave told Kurt to stay with Finn and his dad because even though they may not be able to be re-infected, they could be taken or killed.
“What about Beacon?” Kurt asked.
Dave glanced over to his dog and then looked at Kurt who was kneeling by his dad and Finn, who were now in the corner near Beacon. “He’s already dead.”
“What?” Kurt exclaimed.
“There's nothing more we can do for him - leave him.” Dave commanded.
Before Kurt could argue, three figures burst into the cabin - one through the front door, and two through windows.
Two of them Dave expected: Mr. Schuester and Blaine Anderson. The third one looked like someone from Duke’s tribe. She was a tall, black, strong-looking woman wearing a lion cloth.
Blaine took center stage. “You take the old man,” he said to the Spanish teacher, “…and you take the female,” he said to the tribeswoman. “The Ka’ree is all mine.”
Sue wasn’t fast enough, and the tribeswoman had her pinned to the wall face-first. “What do you want me to do with her?”
Blaine was circling Dave as he spoke, “Hold her there - we might need her.”
A moment later, the Spanish teacher had Paul in a headlock by the front door. Before even being asked, Blaine instructed, “Kill him - he is of no use to us.”
“No!” Kurt exclaimed. He didn’t want any more death. As he rushed to Paul’s defense, Blaine moved to capture Kurt by the collar.
“Why must you wear all these layers?” Blaine asked thoughtfully.
“Let him go!” Dave growled.
“Or what?” Blaine hissed. “Maybe we should see if you still love your little human if he were one of us.” Blaine quickly brought his hand to Kurt’s face.
“NO!” Dave yelled as Kurt screamed.
Blaine let out a disapproving sound as he let Kurt go. Dave could tell Kurt hadn’t been affected by Blaine’s touch. “I cannot believe I actually touched one of your kind…with my bare hands.” He pulled a handkerchief out of his warbler jacket and wiped his hand. Kurt scurried over to Dave and held on.
“You’re wrong - he’s not one of us.” Dave said, his stance changing with Blaine’s movement.
“Oh my Gods - you don’t even know what this is about, do you?” Blaine asked, obviously shocked.
Dave’s face didn’t change.
“Don’t listen to him, son.” Paul said finally able to free his mouth.
Blaine just waived his hand dismissively, “Silence him.”
“No - wait.” Dave said. He wanted to bide a little time to formulate a plan, but he was also looking for answers. “Go on - what is all this about?”
Blaine smiled like he’d been finally asked a question he had been dying to answer, “Your little human there is indeed special. He is Ka’ree not born of Ka’ree.” He said it like it should magically answer all of Dave’s questions.
“What does that mean?”
“It means,” Blaine rolled his eyes, “That you must be the Chosen and that he is your little key to rid the world of us retched evil beings.” He said feigning fear.
Dave positioned Kurt slightly behind him, “So why did you let him go?”
“Because I know something you don’t.” Blaine said looking beyond Dave.
Dave whipped around to see Sue standing there with her eyes large black globes and the tribeswoman slumped against the floor. Before Dave could move, Sue had her hand on his bare chest, and he was screaming. Suddenly Dave dropped to the floor along with Sue.
Kurt was stunned. Dave said they couldn't - promised they couldn’t hurt him. “What did you do to him?
Blaine approached Kurt, and Kurt backed up toward Beacon’s body. Blaine looked at Kurt with seething disgust “You see - originally, our plan was to use you to lure him to us. You may not know this, but it is very difficult to kill a Ka’ree…however,” Blaine’s face softened, “plans change. When we discovered what you were, then we knew he wasn’t just an ordinary Ka’ree.”
Confused, Kurt asked, “H-how did y-you.”
“So naïve,” Blaine said like he would to an imbecile. “Like you are Ka’ree not born of Ka’ree, you still have human traits. You smell like a human; you’re weak like a human, and you’ll die like a human.” Blaine let those words drip off of his tongue before continuing. “The Chosen is the inverse. He’s a human not born of human, with Ka’ree traits. So, how you weren’t affected by us…he is, and after he is one of us - I shall instruct him to kill you.”
“What?” Kurt shrieked bringing his hand to his mouth.
“Oh - I could do it myself, but this,” he motioned between Kurt and Dave’s still-slumped body, “is more fun, no?”
“No.” Kurt forcefully disagreed.
Just as Blaine was about to say more, Dave rose to face Kurt and Blaine who was standing behind Kurt. Dave’s eyes were black globes for a moment before dissipating to his normal eye color. He figured that since Blaine and Mr. Schue didn't have black globes for eyes that it was normal for them to return to their original human color. Kurt couldn't be more petrified.
“Ahh.” Blaine said. “Good. You can kill this one now.” He said motioning to Kurt.
In the corner, the Spanish teacher said, “Can I kill this one now? He stinks of them.”
“No.” Dave growled. “He’s mine.” He smiled creepily at Kurt. “After this one.”
“Oooh. Eager isn’t he?” Blaine said softly clapping his hands quickly. “Let’s see how you do with this one first.”
Dave grabbed Kurt by the shoulders. Kurt’s mouth was open and he couldn’t breathe. He was about be killed by the first guy he ever loved, by his…first. Dave started moving Kurt back toward a nearby wall. Kurt could only think it was to immobilize Kurt’s movements. Just as he reached the wall, he glanced down to his left to avert Dave’s eyes and saw Beacon. He was…glowing…Kurt could almost feel heat radiating from the dog’s corpse.
Suddenly, Dave moved Kurt’s jaw so their eyes met and said with raised eyebrows, “Get down!”
Kurt could feel Dave pull him to the floor, as the room - and Kurt suspected beyond the cabin - was flooded with heat and light. He heard the familiar shrieking and the stench of death, which Kurt knew to be coming from the Shadows.
Kurt tried as usual to fight unconsciousness but failed.
Kurt awoke in the familiar clearing with Dave at his side. They were about to leave for home. They walked through the sun-soaked woods to another clearing that included a beautiful log cabin. They walked inside and suddenly tired, Kurt lay on the couch, and as he fell asleep in his dream, he awoke in real life.
As Kurt pulled himself up to a sitting position, he could see Dave rushing to his side.
“What happened?” Kurt said groggily.
“What do you remember?” Dave asked smiling.
“Did…did Beacon…” Kurt started, but as he did, the front door opened and Paul walked in with an Alaskan malamute puppy on a piece of rope being used as a makeshift leash. “Beacon!” He exclaimed.
The puppy launched at Kurt and covered him with kisses.
“He saved us all.” Dave said smiling down at the puppy as he scratched his ears.
Kurt smiled at the puppy and Dave. His eyes were drawn to a figure walking in from the kitchen. Sue.
“Oh my God.” Kurt said scrambling to get out from under the puppy and away from an approaching Sue.
“Kurt.” Dave held Kurt’s arm. “It’s okay - he saved Sue too.” Kurt looked wide-eyed around the room at the people who were there. He saw the tribeswoman, his dad and Finn, and they all seemed okay.
Dave explained that Sue and the tribeswoman weren't possessed long enough for their bodies to die, and that Dave's body kind of absorbed the Shadow, killing it. He said he felt a little weird, but that it was over. They hadn’t defeated the Shadows completely, but the ones that knew about them - knew about Dave and Kurt - were all dead.
A/N Only epilogue left. There is a special warning for the next part. Scroll to the end for a final author's note for the warning if you want to be spoiled.
Epilogue