Sixteen. That was the age that was so special in the world. Sixteen. The feeling of being free, more options becoming available. Sixteen. The age you developed your power.

In Westerville, Ohio many people had already discovered their power and were perfecting the use it in special classes at Dalton. On the day of Blaine's sixteenth he woke up to the feeling of a tingling sensation filling his body. This was it, this was his power surging through his body but it was nothing like his friends had described. Wes had told him that his arms began to glow and his fingers felt numb and tingly, later he found out that he had the power to create light. Sebastian told him that his hands began to throb and his head spun as his eyes screwed tightly shut and everything blackened, he had the power to summon water with his hands and mind. David described the experience as torture, his eyes felt like they were on fire and his whole body tensed up, he had the power to look at something and make it disappear or move. Everyone was still unsure where those objects...and people...went.

For Blaine, it was different. There was no pain. His whole body was warm, as though his blood was being gently heated but not to boiling point. He felt something flow through his veins and make his heart swell. His chest felt lighter and as though it was easier to breathe. Even after three months, Blaine still didn't know what his power was. Blaine wondered if he would ever know what his power was, or if he actually had power! When Blaine told his friends about his experience they just looked at him, as if he was an idiot.

Jeff was the only other person out of the Warblers who was yet to gain power as his birthday occurred later in the school year so Blaine felt like he had a better connection with him. Of course, that would all change when Jeff turned sixteen which wasn't that far away. Jeff wanted to help Blaine, unlike the others, so they went to the school's library to read about powers whilst the others were in their fancy power lessons learning how to use and control it. Blaine and Jeff walked into the old library that was just off the main corridor of Dalton.

The big glass doors really didn't match the rest of the library that had books stacked to the high ceiling of Dalton, several sets of wooden stairs and big, gold chandeliers. It was like stepping back in time to a world where this was considered beautiful instead of a laughing stock like it is today. Students of Dalton rarely visited the library to avoid humiliation, in fact the only time Blai1ne had seen it occupied is when teachers dragged their students down so they could read from the history textbooks or old literature. To Blaine, this room was the best in the whole school. Blaine came in here late at night when he knew everyone was asleep and sat reading into the early hours of the morning.

Blaine made his way over to a staircase that lead them up to the second floor where non-fiction books were kept but Jeff stayed put. "Are you coming Jeff?" Blaine asked quizzically. Jeff didn't answer, just followed behind Blaine slowly, looking around constantly as though he was going to be caught. "Everyone's in lessons Jeff, no-one will see us"

"Don't you ever feel left out?" Blaine looked at Jeff with a confused expression "Y'know, we don't have powers and we're not allowed into a power class until we discover them"

"You will get your power Jeff, your birthday is next month, don't worry. I however, may never find my power so to answer your question, yes I feel incredibly left out. Can we just find out some information as to what my power could be?" Blaine didn't wait for a reply, he just walked over to the magic section and began pulling books from the shelves.

Jeff followed and started reading the titles of books like 'How to Tame That Flame' and 'You Say You Can Fly?' as Jeff continued to read he came across a book that was dark green in colour and was edged with gold. Along the spine of the book in gold cursive writing was 'The History of Magic'. He pulled the book from its place on the third shelf and flicked through the pages and came across a page titled 'The Sixteen Forms of Magic' and he turned to Blaine. "I think I've found something"

Blaine walked over to where Jeff stood and took the book from him, "The Sixteen Forms of Magic, it is known by many that there many powers that are acquired at the age of sixteen that can come in different forms: earth, fire, water, air, movement, light, touch, sight, speed, sound, heart, mind, soul, body, past and future. Even though these are the sixteen forms of power there are more than just sixteen powers. Although many people only obtain one power, some people in the past have been known to gain more than one and even fewer people gained the rarest power of all... This is hopeless, it doesn't tell me anything! Why is it so hard to understand your own power?"

"You said that your whole body felt warm, right?" Blaine nodded in agreement "Then surely that means you power comes in the form of body? When you think about it, Wes and the others said that when their power occurred they only felt pain in the areas that their power effected."

"BUT I DIDN'T FEEL PAIN! Y'know I'm just gonna check this book out of the library and read it back in my dorm" Blaine began to descend the stairs and turned back to Jeff "Thanks mate, I appreciate your help but it's not worth it is it, let's face it, I'm not going to be like everyone else." Blaine continued down the stairs and Jeff looked at him from the balcony that allowed him to look over the whole first floor. Blaine was slowly falling apart and it was down to Jeff to help him.

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In Lima, Ohio nobody really cared about power, they never attended a class to learn how to control it and they used it to hurt the unarmed. Kurt awoke early on a Wednesday, his sixteenth birthday, to a cool breeze passing over him in his sleepy daze. He sat up gradually and noticed that he'd left his window open all night. The thought of gaining a power both intrigued and excited Kurt, yet he wondered if his power would help him in any way. Kurt has never been the violent type so he gathered that he would obtain the power to fry people into a pile of ashes but he wanted to be able to protect himself from danger. Kurt wasn't fond of flying either, so the power to zoom through the sky would only terrify him further. The power he would like to gain is the power to read minds because then he could protect himself, not form physical danger, but emotional danger. He wanted to know exactly where he stood with people and what they truly thought about him. From recent experiences people have already voiced their opinion of him, 'gay', 'queer', 'fag', but he couldn't help being gay...could he? It's not like he chose to be constantly rejected from society on purpose, he just wanted to be himself but that was too much in a small minded town like Lima.

It was seven O'clock when Kurt finally got out of bed, ready to face the day ahead. Kurt jumped in the shower and allowed the warm water to ease the tension from his shoulder blades and back. Kurt liked showering, it calmed him and he was able to think about things. The relaxing drip drip drip of the shower was like listening to a rainforest shower on cd. Kurt felt so at ease when in the shower, like nothing could hurt him, but when he stepped onto the hard cold floor that was reality he remembered everything. The locker shoving, the dumpster tosses, and the slushie facials. Slushie facials were the worst. It's like an iceberg hitting you in the face at an alarming speed, the melting ice trickled down your back and stained your clothes. The coldness stung your skin and the fact that these slushies were thrown in the corridors you also faced public humiliation. That was probably the worst thing, well it was for Kurt.

Kurt slowly got ready for school, wanting to put of actually getting there as long as possible when the whole room felt like it was spinning. He grabbed onto his vanity table in order to keep himself standing. At first he thought it was an earthquake but nothing else in room was falling, only he was. Then he realised, he was gaining his power. He'd heard stories from his friends about how painful it was but this was unlike anything he could imagine, his head was spinning and he felt like he was going to throw up.

After what felt like a lifetime Kurt's dizziness seemed to subside and he was able to stand on his own. His head was thumping and then he saw a flash of light, a bright white light that faded in seconds and he could see that he was standing in the hallway of McKinley High School. He could see his fellow peers fighting, there was a row between two of the football jocks, Sam Evans and Noah Puckerman. Every noise was like a scream and he put his fingers in his ears but all he could hear was "you got my girlfriend pregnant, I will kill you Pucker man, you hear me? I will kill you"

Then the bright white light was back and there was a whirling sound, he stumbled backwards and landed on...his bed? Kurt opened his eyes despite his reluctance and looked around him, he was back in his bedroom again, or did he ever leave? Kurt tried to push what happened to the back of his mind and focused on getting dressed but he couldn't help but wonder what the hell that was all about.

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Kurt arrived at McKinley and could hear shouting coming from inside the building so he hurried up the front steps to see what was going on.

"you got my girlfriend pregnant, I will kill you Puckerman, you hear me? I will kill you" Kurt saw Sam slamming Noah (Puck) into the lockers. He couldn't believe what he was seeing, everything he had seen this morning. He had the power to see into the future.

Kurt turned at walked down the corridor to what used to be the glee club choir room, now it was a meeting room for the sixteen powers battle. This was a yearly battle between McKinley and Dalton and even though it was illegal to continue to hold it...the government rarely paid attention to the small towns of Lima and Westerville. The battle was held in a forest that's located halfway between the two towns. It was the most dangerous thing and usually only one person survived; sometimes two people from the same team survived but never did a member of each team survive. Never.

Dalton and McKinley have hated each other for years but no-one really knew why, they were just taught to hate them and brought up to fight each other. It would take a miracle to bring the two schools together.

The rules of the battle were simple. Fight until the other team are completely destroyed. In the battle there must be the sixteen forms of power, eight in McKinley, and eight in Dalton. The people that would take place in the battle would notice a black symbol appear on the base of their thumb, it was a stratified random selection. No one ever knew how the black appears, they just knew why it does. The black symbol would appear about six weeks before the battle would take place and there was no other option but to fight; if someone survives the ordeal the black mark doesn't disappear it just fades slightly – the mark of a warrior.

Kurt walked into the used-to-be-choir-room and sat on one of the stools that remained, everything had changed so much. Just as he sat down everything went pure white again, he saw himself walking down a grand staircase and touching someone on the shoulder, the young man turned around and god – he was an angel. Just as Kurt was enjoying this premonition he looked down and saw it. The Dalton crest on the left hand side of the boy's blazer. Kurt felt physically sick but it wasn't over. He was running down the corridor with this boy and they ended up in a large room, stacked high with books. In the premonition Kurt walked up the stairs and his eyes laid upon a book 'Fear of Premonition'. Then the bright white light and the whirling sound occurred and Kurt was back. He gulped. He knew what he had to do but was he brave enough to do so?

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