CHAPTER 1

If I Don't Kill You, They Will.

By Klainer0801

*I do not own Glee or any of the characters* - I wish :)

So the assassin!Blaine prompt was given to me by a beautiful anon, so be sure to read and review :P Love you all!

"Honey, are you home?" Kurt shouted to the empty house as he removed his scarf and placed his keys on the hook.

After receiving no reply, Kurt made is way into the kitchen. He yawned, stretching his arms as he wondered what to cook that night, but out of the corner of his eye, Kurt noticed a small note attached to the mirror. He walked over slowly to investigate.

Hey Beautiful!

I've had to go meet someone from work urgently but I will be home as soon as I can. Promise!

Hope your day has been good. Lots of Love.

Blaine x

Smiling at the use of the pet name, Kurt folded the paper and placed it in his pocket. He was a little disheartened at Blaine not being there, but he knew there must be an important reason for work to call him at such an odd time.

Hearing rustling from upstairs, Kurt froze in a silent panic before realising their dog, Jasper, must have sneakily made his way upstairs when he had been at work.

"Jasper! You are going to be in big trouble if I find you eating any of my shoes!" Kurt screamed, suddenly panicked for his outfits' safety.

He turned to corner sharply to see the large grey husky pawing at the bottom of their bed. Kurt couldn't remember dropping anything under there… strange.

"Jasper! Come on boy, what are you doing?"

Jaspers sparkling blue eyes stared up at Kurt as he whimpered and pleaded for his assistance. Kurt eyed him sceptically, before crouching down and lifting the bed sheet which fell elegantly to the floor.

"What the-" Kurt started in shock; underneath the bed, Kurt could just make out the outline of a trap door.

Filled with nerves, excitement and anticipation all at once, the man positioned himself at the end of the bed and, with some effort, managed to slide the bed frame out of the way.

A few moments passed with only the fast beating of Kurt's heart. Jasper nuzzled at his knee impatiently, forcing Kurt to bend down and inspect. His chest fit to burst open any second, he fitted his fingers safely around the door handle. When Kurt could feel his heart beat inside his own head and hear his breathing coming out in short panicked huffs, he lifted the trap door.

Kurt's body physically deflated as he saw what was inside, "What the hell?"

Picking up a deep red cape and matching metal belt, Kurt tried to come up with a reason forwhy Blaine would be hiding these things. He continued picking up strange items of clothing including a mask and shoulder guards until he reached something really peculiar.

"Vambraces?" Kurt exclaimed to the empty room, "This is ridiculous no-FUCK!"

Screaming, the man dropped the metal vambraces as a sharp knife shot out of the bottom, gleaming from the harsh light. Kurt clasped a hand over his mouth as he noticed the blood stains prominent on the weapons.

Leaning forward to where the vambraces had fallen back into the trap door, Kurt gasped at the many different personal fact-files with big red 'X's through the photos. Newspaper articles were attached to each one, claiming how they had been murdered by the infamous masked assassin.

Glancing down from the new angle, Kurt recoiled in shock and horror as he saw the reflection in the sharp blade. Blaine was stood in the doorway to the bedroom, eyes dark with anger but with a face full of concern and worry.

Kurt chucked everything away from him and scrambled up to stand against the far wall to look at his husband, "Blaine… I-I… What is-"

"Kurt. What have you done…" Blaine whispered, quickly advancing towards Kurt, seeing his eyes widen with terror and confusion.