Out of the Dark Chapter 7
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 7
Kurt stood there for a minute before opening the door. He could see Dave sitting on a chair facing away from the small hallway where the two bedrooms and bathroom lie. He could hear faint voices coming from further in the house but not his dad. Kurt quickly scooted to the bathroom and stepped inside. Dave wasn't lying. His clothes were indeed there, freshly laundered and folded. He made sure the door was locked, slipped out of his robe, and turned the shower on - hot. He was still freezing. It felt like the ambient temperature in the house wasn't cold, so it must be Kurt.
After spending more than his usual amount of time in the shower, Kurt finally felt warm enough. Normally, he wouldn't subject his skin to that much heat and wet, but he didn't exactly feel normal. After dressing, Kurt stepped out of the bathroom and peaked around the corner. Expecting to see Dave, Kurt was surprised yet again. He was greeted by his father lying on the couch sleeping, Miss Pillsbury in the chair where Dave had been earlier and Sue Sylvester standing facing Miss Pillsbury. Kurt thought he'd heard a couple of words that weren't in English, or Spanish for that matter, being spoken by Paul who was just out of view.
"Porcelain. Nice of you to join us. Let's get this over with. I have enough to do already without that meathead giving me more work." What was she doing here? She was just her normal, abrasive self. She was dressed in a red and white tracksuit and walked over to him. She wrapped her arm around his shoulders and maneuvered him over to the couch where his dad laid.
"Dad." Kurt whispered.
"Kurt, your father's going to be fine, thanks to Dave." Miss Pillsbury said softly. Kurt looked around for Dave, but didn't see him. As much as he wondered what she meant, he was glad that somebody, anybody, was saying is dad would be okay.
Kurt held his father's hand and stood up. He had to hunch slightly since the couch was short. He could tell his dad's hand was chilly, but not cold. Kurt was sick and tired of all the secrecy and half-truths.
"Somebody better start telling me what the hell is going on...and they better start speaking right now!" He had no idea why his guidance councilor and the cheerleading coach were here, but he was getting some freaking answers.
"Your father was attacked." It was Dave. He must have been in his room getting dressed because he was fully clothed now.
"Why? By whom?" Kurt turned and looked at all the
people around him one by one. It was Paul that spoke next.
"The only name we have for them is the Shadows."
"He said that Blaine…was killed…by…one of those things." Kurt looked at Dave who was sitting next to where Sue was standing. He was looking down again, like he was in trouble. Maybe he wasn't supposed to mention that.
“Sort of,” Paul continued. “Blaine was…taken over…by the Shadows, but your father was only infected…they only intended to kill him.” He could see that didn’t comfort Kurt and was about to say more when Sue interrupted.
"Okay. Before Paul gets into one of his unnecessarily long and boring monologues, can we all agree that Kurt isn't who Dave says he is?"
"He is. Dave insists. "Tell them Kurt. Tell them about your dreams."
Before Kurt can ask how Dave knew about Kurt's private dreams, Paul spoke up again.
"Sue. He's got the ring of Drushalla. I'm sure of it." Paul was confident. Sue just waved her arm. She wasn't convinced of anything.
"Everybody has dreams, and that could be any ring. The ring of Drushalla was created for one human, a special human, a human female. It is just an ordinary ring to everybody else, including them." She said so dismissively that Kurt figured the matter was over.
"Kurt?" Dave asked. "How did you find me? How did you find out where I lived?"
Kurt focused on Dave's words but couldn't remember. He didn't try to find it. Well, he wondered where it was, but had no actual clue how he ended up here the other day. Was that only yesterday?
"I don't know. I just...thought about you...I kind of wondered where you lived, and...sort of ended up here."
"See?" Dave asked the group.
"Coincidence." Sue rebutted. "Are you all forgetting the most important thing here?" She motioned around to the group. "Porcelain is about as masculine as Beiste is feminine - I admit that, but as much as it pains me to say it...he is male...and unless you have completely forgotten basic biology, that's the one thing that Beef Jerky’s mate cannot be." She motioned to Dave, and Kurt watched Dave glare at her. Sue was confident and so smug and dismissive that even though Kurt didn’t know what she was talking about, he believed her.
"Sue, He is. I know he is...I can feel it, smell it." Dave says.
"First of all, just because you're attracted to him doesn't make him something he can't possibly be, and second it might be different if he were female, but…”
“I bonded to him.” Dave insisted.
“That’s impossible.” Paul said immediately.
“It’s true.” Dave said confidently.
“Son, are you sure? A crush can feel very much like-“
“I am, dad. I have never been more sure of anything.” Dave looked at his dad with slightly red eyes. “I’m sorry. I won’t let it get in the way of the mission.”
“What mission?” Kurt asked.
Dave noticed that Kurt was still sitting by his dad, “I think it’s time for another treatment.”
Kurt didn't know what Dave meant…treatment...but...somehow...he did.
"Treatment?” Kurt questioned.
“It’s called solar casting.” Dave said. “It’s basically-“
“Light emanating from your palms…” Kurt interrupted as Dave looked at him with a puzzling look. “I don’t know how I know that…I have so much floating around my brain right now. It’s hard to tell what’s real and what’s imaginary…but…I think I've done that." Kurt said softly. At first, no one spoke. They all just stared at him. The silence only lasted a second before sue spoke.
"You think you’ve done what, Porcelain?" Sue asked as if she wouldn't believe the answer no matter what it was.
"Solar casting...I don’t know how, but…I did that...when Blaine...or whatever he was…tried to put a gag in my mouth last night. It wasn’t much, but I know that’s what repelled him."
Sue just looked directly at Dave and accused, "You told him."
"I didn't." Dave protested loudly and a bit offended. "I didn't tell him. He just knew somehow - I swear it." Dave turned to Kurt who was still sitting next to his dad and squatted down to meet him face to face. Dave leaned in and closed his eyes. His forehead was nearly touching Kurt’s; it was as if he was thinking really hard. Suddenly Dave pulled away, eyes wide. "You didn't tell me you did that.” Dave looked at the group for answers. “How is that possible?" Dave wasn't upset, just worried.
Kurt looked at the group for answers too. Sue looked like the most obvious naysayer, but Paul and Miss Pillsbury seemed open to the idea. He didn't know how he knew what it meant, but he did.
Kurt thought about the events and offered, "Last night I was locked in the janitor’s closet. Blaine came in to bind my hands, but when he tried to gag me, that’s when it sort of just happened. A burst of light and heat somehow shot out of my hands. I know it sounds crazy…” Kurt noticed that he’d been looking at his hands the whole time, like they were going to do it again. He looked up at the group. “…It kills them. Solar casting. It kills the Shadows, doesn't it?" Kurt asked. He knew the answer before being told.
Dave stood up and paced. He looked worried or nervous.
"Yes, but it can also heal the infected, like your father. That's what Dave's been doing." Paul offered.
“So…is my dad going to turn into one of those things?” Kurt asked, looking back down at his father.
“No - I’m pretty sure that wasn’t their intent.” Paul started. “As far as we knew, they could kill humans and animals by infecting them. It’s sort of like bacteria that spreads quickly. We didn’t even know they could possess humans until Dave swore your friend and teacher had been. That’s something new for them. We don’t know if there is a cure for possession. If someone got infected, the only real cure was solar casting, and that’s what Dave had been doing since last night.”
"Dave can...solar cast." He said it as a realization and gets a nod from Paul. "So...I’m...like...Dave?" Kurt questioned. Actually, he didn't know what that meant, but he was just trying to piece together this crazy mystery.
"No, you're not like him...but...you're not exactly like us either." Emma stated.
"What are you?" Kurt asked the group.
"Oh my God, he's obviously brain damaged. We're human, porcelain." Sue said with a scoff towards the end.
"Then...what...am I?" He asked sheepishly.
"You're human." Dave answered. "No matter what - you're human." Dave walked back over to Kurt and bent down. Kurt leaned back. He wasn't sure what Dave was doing, but he wasn’t sure he wanted to be touched right now. However, Dave didn't attempt to touch him, but Dave was right next to him, or in front of his dad rather. Dave held his hands in front of him, palms out, and Kurt could actually feel the heat just before the light started radiating from Dave's palms. The light was not as bright as in his dream. The light was more orange with a tint of red in it.
"What exactly is it that you are doing?" Kurt wasn't afraid. Because of his dreams, it seemed almost natural, second nature for Kurt to experience this. However, he still didn't know what Dave was doing exactly.
"It's time for another treatment. I'm hoping he'll wake up soon." Dave said. Kurt was watching his father, but peripherally he could see Dave watching him. Dave suddenly stopped and moved slowly to touch Kurt's wrist, "Here. You try it."
"No!" Kurt jerked back; he was definitely going to try that. "I don't know if I can do that. What if I hurt him?"
Dave chuckled, "You won't. Watch. Hold my wrist. Close your eyes." He grasped Dave's wrist like he grasped his a moment ago. Kurt could feel the heat this time before the light again, only more so. "Do you feel that?"
"The heat?" Kurt asked.
"No...beyond the heat..."
Kurt concentrated. He felt heat and could see the light through closed eyes, but nothing more.
"No. I don't feel anything."
Sue let out a disapproving guttural sound, like she'd had enough, "I've had enough of this. The kid knows more than he should. We'll have to relocate him until-"
"Wait!" Kurt nearly shouted. "...I feel it...it's like...I don't know...coloring between the lines?"
"Yes!" Dave did shout. "I feel like it’s more blocking out the shade."
"Yea. I can feel it. You're trying to...I don’t know…put light where there's dark or something...?"
"Exactly! The infection feels like shade from a tree, and I'm trying to fill in that shade with my power...your power." Dave stopped and stood back. "Kurt, just think about what you just felt. Close your eyes and concentrate on it. You won’t hurt him; I promise."
Kurt was nervous, but somehow he knew he could do this. He could sense it. He mimicked Dave and held his hand up, palm out and just let his mind go. It wasn't easy. He tried to block out all the events of the last few days and only think about the feeling. He could see the shade. There wasn't much left, but he concentrated on blocking out the shade. With his eyes closed, he could see the shadow in his head. He started to get cold but just a little. Suddenly, he thought he could feel the darkness start to go away, and he audibly heard a slight gasp coming from Emma.
Kurt opened his eyes and he was doing it. There was a reddish-orange light flowing from his palms. He was in shock. He literally had light emanating from him. They said he was human, but there was no way he missed this in human biology. It was like he couldn't stop. The light seemed more vibrant, richer somehow. He was doing this. Whatever this was, he was doing it and it seemed as natural as breathing to him. All of a sudden Kurt heard a gasp-cough come from his dad, and the light stopped.
"Dad!" Kurt exclaimed.
Burt's eyes scrunched closed before squinting open. Burt moved his arms slowly and his legs too.
"Kurt?" Burt's eyes fully, but slowly opened and his voice was scratchy, "What happened?"
"You were attacked…we...saved you..." Kurt was still amazed that he did whatever it was he did. Oh that's right, he solar casted.
"What? I don’t understand,” Burt's voice was a bit better. “Who attacked me?" He said slowly sitting up on the side of the couch. Emma handed him a bottled water, and he took a sip.
Sue leaned over and spoke, "Congratulations, your little girl here is pretty special."
"My little what?" Burt was more confused about the comment.
"He's not a girl." Dave protested.
"Are you sure there, Hercules? I mean are you really sure? It sure would explain a lot. I mean, have you seen her naked?" Sue was being incredulous and a little mean.
"Yes Sue, I have - he's all man, of that I can attest." Dave said before looking back to Burt who was now sitting up.
"You've seen my boy naked? When exactly was that?" Burt may have been recovering, but his tone was as strong as ever.
Kurt was about to speak when an overwhelming chill overtook his body, and he started visibly shaking.
"What's wrong with him?" Burt demanded. “Get him a blanket." Burt moved to stand but was too weak.
Before anyone else could move, Dave had surrounded him and was emanating so much heat. It was mere seconds, but Kurt was already starting to feel better. Dave leaned back and looked at Kurt, who stared blankly up to Dave.
"That's what must have happened.” Dave began. “You solar casted for the first time. That along with everything else and your dad…" He clicked his tongue, "No wonder you went catatonic last night." Dave just leaned his head down on Kurt’s shoulder and squeezed in a hug, “I knew you were special, but I had no idea…”
“Step away from my son.” Burt said with a furrow in his brow. “I'm a patient man, but after waking up in an unfamiliar house, hearing that my son's gender in question, and…and how exactly have you seen my son naked?"
"Dad!" Kurt said. "Calm down. It's not good for your heart." He felt better and pulled away from Dave. "You were attacked and kidnapped at the garage last night. Dave saved you, but not only that, he saved me too…when I was stupid and thought I could find you on my own." Kurt touched Dave’s nearby arm and said, “I freaked out, and I guess went catatonic. I was shaking and shivering so badly that he warmed me with his body heat…nothing happened.”
Burt settled a bit. "What about her saying that you were a girl?"
"She was just...I actually don't know why she'd say that." They all looked at Sue. But it was Paul who spoke.
"Mr. Hummel...can I call you Burt?" He started.
"Of course." Burt said it, but he was just trying to get to the point of all this.
“"Burt, your son was born special. We think-“
"’We who?'" he interrupted. Burt understood the words that were said to him, but not the sentiment.
Paul motioned around, "Sue, Emma and I. We are called the 'Trust.'" Kurt was now sitting on the couch by his father’s side and Paul joined them. “It is our job to find, cultivate, and guide the Chosen.” Paul motioned to Dave who looks uncomfortable with Burt studying him.
“Dave’s the Chosen? He’s chosen for what?” Burt asked.
“It’s complicated.” Paul started.
“Un-complicate it then.” Burt demanded.
“In short, David is supposed to mate, and his offspring will-“
“So what makes you think Kurt has anything to do with this?” Burt interrupted.
“We’re working on that. We…” Paul cleared his throat, “I rather need to retranslate the sacred scripts. They have been correct thus far…”
“Except that my son is not a girl.” Burt points out.
Paul looks a bit nervous, “Yes, but translating them is tricky. They were purposely written in pieces and spread across the world. We have gathered what we could but it doesn’t specifically refer to…the Chosen’s mate as a ‘she,’ but much the specifics of the Chosen’s gender was omitted or lost. Dave is male, so for breeding purposes it made sense that his mate would be female.” Kurt’s face paled a bit when Paul used the word ‘breeding.’ Paul looked up at Sue. “You have to agree that Kurt is the Chosen’s mate now. We’ve all witnessed it. He healed an infected.”
“It doesn’t make sense. If Bam Bam here is the Chosen, how can Porcelain be the mate?” Sue asks.
“He can’t be.” Dave said glumly.
“Why are y-“ Burt started.
Burt was interrupted by a gasp and a moan from Emma. She got stiff and her arms pointed down, palms out. Her eyes rolled back in her head. This was a sign that she was getting a vision. She composed herself quickly, before needing external help. They all sat waiting for her to speak. “What is she doing?” Kurt asked.
In a quieted voice, Dave says, “She is a ‘seer.’ She is getting a vision.”
“I see Kurt. I sense he is with the Chosen.” Dave nods to himself. It’s not like this was news. He could have told her that…did tell her that. “I can see a child…He is Entil’Za.”
Dave speaks up. “That means-“
“The future.” Kurt whispers. He knew that word. It was like remembering something that you forgot.
Dave knew she only got jumbled bits of information, images, or a feeling. It was similar to what he would get sometimes.
Emma stopped and looked around the room for their reaction.
Burt looked from Emma to Paul and Sue and over to Dave. “You are all crazy. I will not subject my son to any more of your delusions.” He turns to Kurt. “You know they’re insane, right?” Burt stood up and pulled Kurt’s hand, but Kurt pulled back. “Come on, Kurt - we’re getting out of this crazy house.”
“Dad. I agree that this all sounds crazy, but you don’t know what I’ve seen, what I can do.” Kurt said.
“Then enlighten me Kurt.” Burt said. It was like the perfect set up.
Kurt turned to Dave, “Is it safe?”
“Yes. Just remember what you felt.” Dave reassured him.
Kurt held his hands up, palm out. “Dad, just wait. Watch me.”
Kurt was nervous. He wasn’t under pressure before. He closed his eyes and tried to remember. He thought hard and strained at the memory…but nothing happened.
“Okay, and thank you very much. You have successfully brainwashed my kid into believing your crap. Good night folks.” Burt grabbed one of Kurt’s wrists and moved for the door. Kurt pulled back, but Burt didn’t let go. As he struggled against his dad, the grip on his wrist got tighter. Kurt could see Dave just standing there letting it happen. He couldn’t believe that no one was speaking up or helping him. He tried again and yanked his hand free and was surprised when a bolt of light shot from his palm directly at his dad.
Instead of shoving his dad back like it did Blaine, the light enveloped him and a glowing aura surrounded his dad for a second. After it dissipated, his dad turned away from the door and faced him.
“I felt it.” Burt said. “I felt the…darkness…leave by body. You did that. They said you were born special, this is what they meant?”
Kurt just quickly nodded and put his arms around his father. They squeezed into their hug for a minute before pulling away.
Sue exhaled sharply, “Okay, if we’re done with this Kodak moment, I’d like Emma to explain her crazy.”
“First of all, Sue, I don’t appreciate you referring to my gift as crazy. Second o-“
Emma stopped and her eyes glazed over again.
“Oh for Christ’s sake,” Sue began.
“What’s that smell?” Kurt blurted out. He instinctively held his nose it was so bad.
Dave sniffed the air, “Shit! It’s them - they found us.”
Emma shook herself out of her motionless state.
“How long have we got?” Sue asked like she isn’t even nervous.
“Six, maybe seven minutes.” Emma said.
“How many?” Paul called out scrambling to gather a few texts.
Dave let out a huff, “Over a dozen.” Paul had Kurt help take books out to a vehicle parked outside.
“Human?” Sue asked.
“No…I don’t think so.” Dave said
Emma was ready to move. “How did they find us?”
Dave cursed himself. He should have sensed them sooner. He was sure their sanctuary was concealed.
“I don’t know. They must have used magics.” He was pissed. How could he have been so stupid? He frantically grabbed a few things from his room.
Turning to Burt, he said, “Go with the Trust - they’ll protect you.”
Burt looked worried. “I won’t leave my son.”
“Trust me. They’re after me and Kurt - no one else. They can’t re-infect you. They won’t touch someone who has been cured from infection, but they can kill you or worse.” Dave said.
“What’s worse than death?” Burt questions.
“They can use you as bait to get to your son. You must go now.” Dave was confident, but Burt wouldn’t budge.
Kurt had just come back inside when he saw Dave from the back. He was facing Kurt’s dad. He watched as Dave leaned in. It almost looked as though he could kiss his dad they were so close, but that would be ridiculous. When Dave pulled away, Burt just nodded and followed Sue out to the car.
“We’ll meet at the rendezvous point at oh-eight-hundred.” Dave said as the group nodded an affirmative to him.
Dave pulled Kurt with him out of the house and Beacon followed. Dave stopped and squatted down to the dog, petting and nuzzling its face. “Beacon - take care of Burt and the Trust.” The dog whined at him, but Dave just stood and pointed to the others, “Beacon, protect!” The dog looked as though it didn’t want to obey, but conceded anyway and moved to Burt’s side. Kurt hugged his dad one last time before parting ways. The Trust plus Burt took Sue’s Hummer while Dave drove Kurt in Kurt’s Escalade. Kurt noticed that the busted window had been fixed.
Chapter 8