The Air raid only last about twenty minutes, thankful a blizzard had formed off the coast and was driving any aircraft in the area back. After a good deal of examining evidence, and plotting routes, it was determined that the raids were random. The enemy knew something was there, just not sure what or where.

“Well weather reports suggests that we have the storm as cover for the next 72 hours. In the meantime, we need to come up with an applicable solution to avoid any more damage.”

Blaine stood over the computer monitor table, it was the size of a regular 6ft round table except the entire thing was one giant computer. Blaine was a well-seasoned warrior, he had played a part in every single major conflict in recorded history, a few not so recorded. Each of the Four leaders had a particular skill, Tina was a highly skilled assassin back in the day While Cooper was a true politician, He had actually been one of the senators behind the assassination of a certain Roman Emperor. Sue however, was a different sort of person, she was a strategist to the core, able to understand and predict the actions of those around her several steps ahead of everyone else.

It had been a long couple of hours, and everyone decided to retire back to their quarters. Blaine left the command center and met up with Santana and Brittney in the Library. He had given explicit orders that while they are guest of House Sylvester, any disorderly and untrustworthy conflict was not acceptable. So Of Course they both took it as a mission to discover anything they could.

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“As soon as this damn Blizzard lets up, continue bombing the hell out of that area. We Must find them before the summit ends. This is the only shot we have to get them all in one place.”

Jesse was furious that the storm had stopped his plans. His Informants were no doubt at the summit and couldn’t get a communication out. The only options he had were to result to random raids. He clicked open his phone to see a missed call, and relief rushed over him.

“Finally. It’s about damn time.” He read off the Coordinates in the text, finally he would get what he wanted. This would all end.. very soon. He would avenge his family at long last.

Across the ice sea and several miles inland, Sue sat at her desk staring out the huge glass window as the storm raged its fury on the outside world.

“And so.. it begins.” She closed the cell phone she had in her hands, leaning back in her chair with her arms behind her head. Everything she had wanted was coming to light…

“Well, what have you discovered?”

“Ummm Blaine, you have to much Gel in your hair and I don’t like it, that’s what I’ve just recently discovered.”

Blaine just rolled his eyes, no matter how hard he tried, he could never be angry with Brittney. She might have been a few dimes short of a dollar, but she was vicious and loyal; one of the best fighters he had ever seen.

“Blaine Sue is definitely hiding something. She’s restricted most of the other house’s movements, confining most to quarters. The only ones allowed to move about during the conference really are those fucking Cheerios.”

Hearing Santana mention the Cheerios, Blaine remember the state he had left Sebastian in. He felt an odd pit of guilt in his chest over the memory of seeing the boy cry. He needed to apologize and explain, it was after all his fault, not Sebastian’s.

“Santana ,keep digging we need to find out what’s going on. Someone told them this location…we have a spy. Brittney I need you to get a message to the Cheerios. Have Sebastian sent to my quarters, I have an apology to make.” He turned and left the room, not caring to heat the snide comment he was sure to see Santana throw his way.

As he Roamed through the facility, he couldn’t help but think about Kurt. Though there time was short together, they shared more of a connection that he ever dreamt possible. If Blaine believed in Soul Mates, and that he had a soul, then Kurt was his lost half. He began to think about the few things they had enjoyed together, the coffee Café the night they met, There date at the Airport, and of course that morning at the Plantation. How could it be possible to lose yourself in someone so much that you’ve only known for a few brief encounters. He had lost himself in his emotions. Imagine that, Lord Blaine Anderson, Head of House Anderson, Guardian of sacred Council, Governor of Europe and the America’s, Once powerful, and feared around the globe, now at the whims of his emotions over the grief on a mere human.

No, Kurt was no mere human, Humans were weak, selfish, basically just cattle for the harvest. Kurt was perfection, and even that was an understatement. Kurt was the one person that Blaine wanted to spend eternity with, the one person he wanted to share his life and bed with. Blaine regained his thought process and realized he had let a single tear drift down his cheek. It showed weakness, and that was something he could not be right now. Plans must be made for the survival of his race, he refused to let it end on his watch. He had lost track of time and decided it would be best to turn in before the sun was up. He found his way to his quarters, ordering the guards to allow no disturbances. He was surprised what was before him.

The man he now saw was sitting across the room , completely naked, on top of his coffee table. As he saw Blaine enter he rushed over to greet the Lord. Blaine was caught off guard, when the boy got closer he noticed signs of cuts and scrapes, and not to mention and wicked Black Eye.

“My Lord, I’m sorry about earlier tonight. I’ve come as you have asked, ready to please you in any way?”

“I’m sorry, but who the Fuck are you?”

“My Lord, you asked for me. My name is Sebastian, I was your appointed Entertainer for the night. Unfortunately there was a slight mix up with room assignments, but I’m here now. Ask what you will my Lord, My Body is yours to ravage.”

“ Your Sebastian? Then who was the Cheerio here earlier?”

“He was no one of important or Class My Lord, just a poor fool who was led a stray by one…..wicked little b….witch!”

Blaine was in no mood for this, Sebastian apparently was not the one he owed the apology to.

“ You may leave now Sebastian, your services will not be needed.”

“I’m sorry but excuse me? My Lord? I’m sure you have heard of how… talented I am. I wouldn’t want you to regret the possibilities of what I could show you tonight.”

“No need, but thank you. You may go.”

Sebastian stood up, feeling hurt at first and then consumed with fury. How dare Blaine send him away.. HIM, it was he that broke the hearts of men and left them begging for more. He had heard the rumors of Blaine’s lost lover but until now he didn’t believe it.

“Wow, guess the rumors are true after all. Blaine Anderson, brought to ruin by a pathetic human who after all was said and done, what dumb enough to get himself killed.” Sebastian was mumbling as he walked towards the door.

Blaine heard this remark under Sebastian’s Breath, He turned around in a flash and was on top of Sebastian, straddling him as the boy lay on the floor. A wicked Grin spreading across his face..

“Is this what you want? Hmmm” Blaine reached down and began to stroke the length of Sebastian’s growing erection. He didn’t know what was going on, but Blaine had totally turned him on, letting a slight moan leave his mouth.

“mmm yes my lord. Don’t stop…aahhhh…” Blaine Continued and then lowered himself over Sebastian’s Face. Sebastian leaned up trying to kiss Blaine and he simply just pulled back far enough to be barely out of reach.

“mmmm, the things I could do to you with my Tongue my lord.” Blaine stopped stroking Sebastian for a moment and gazed down at the boy.

“Really now? How about instead I show you all the things I can do with a tongue?” Sebastian just began grinning from ear to ear.

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Quinn had settled Kurt into his quarters, he was still pretty shaken up with his Run in with Blaine. She had thought Blaine would have been a more gentle lover for Kurt, that’s why she swapped his and Sebastian’s room assignment. She knew she would have to hear it from Sebastian later but she didn’t really care. She wasn’t quite sure what had happened only that as soon as the all clear was given to leave the shelters, she found Kurt sitting on the floor in the hallway, tears running down his face.

She calmed him down, took him back to his Vault and locked him in for the night. He needed the rest, and she needed to perform a head count. She quickly went to the hallway monitor and punched in a few numbers.

“Ok, let’s see… ok….ok…. uh huh… wait… What in gay hell?” She read down the list making sure all her Cheerios were safe and secure… all but one, Sebastian.

“Computer, Locate Cheerio #3286, .”

“Cheerio#3286 is located on the 4th floor, in room 590.”

590? 4th floor? That was Anderson’s room. She was furious, Sebastian had went behind her back just so he could seduce the man. She walked down the hall and into the elevator, keying in the code to take her to the VIP level. She walked down the hall, trying to come up with a good reason to disturb the Head of House Anderson. Surely he wouldn’t have fallen victim to Sebastian’s Seduction like all those before him … would he?

Two armed guard stopped her, and informed her that Lord Anderson was not to be deserved.. under no circumstances.

Her only option was to stand there and wait or deal with him later. She turned to walk away when she could very clearly.. moaning.

“Dear Jesus… oh my god… please………ahhhhhhhh.”

Quinn blushed slightly, she never knew Anderson was such a fire in the sack. She had never heard Sebastian scream and moan like that before… she strained her ears to listen harder, and could then here him panting..

“ Oh my sweet Jesus, Blaine is going to tear his shit up. He won’t sit for a week!” She started to giggle, this is what he deserved. To be used and thrashed about, and then tossed aside when they were done with him. But she had to admit from the sounds, It had to be some hot shit going on in there. She turned and headed back to the elevator, waiting for the doors to open and then surprised to see Santana on the other side.

“What are you doing up here Chica? You know you can’t be here, Sue will Kill you for breaking rules.”

“I know, I had a missing Cheerio, and had to see if I couldn’t’ track the little SOB down. I found him, he’s with your Lord now and I might I say… DAMN!”

Santana was totally confused, but she shrugged it off to one of Quinn’s odd traits. She valued her friendship but sometimes she just annoyed the hell out of her. Quinn disappeared as the elevator doors shut, Santana made her way to Blaine’s room. She had news from Command for him. She stood in front of the doors and Knocked once. If Blaine was taking guest he would greet her soon.

The Door opened and Blaine stepped out, eyes black as coal. He simply stared at her, she knew the look all too well.

“Sir, are you…..ok? I have a message from Command, they’ve decided on a course of action. They await you in the Cathedral.”

“I’m Fine Santana, let them know I’ll be there in a moment after I’ve had time to collect my thoughts. Also, please inform house keeping my room needs refreshing…” He walked away down the hall towards the elevator, flanked by his guards on both sides.

Santana entered the room and stumbled back when she saw what was before her. On the far wall stood Sebastian, only he wasn’t standing. He was hanging.. arms stretched out like a T. In the wrist of each hand was… a coffee table leg.

“Oh sweet Jesus Blaine…”

Sebastian had been crucified to the wall. Blood ran down his arms and legs, flowing from his mouth and hands. She rushed to him to see if he was still alive, he was of course. He tried to speak but only blood came out. She looked closer and noticed that his Tongue had been removed. Glancing around she saw it lying on the floor in front of him along with his …..

“Ah Fucking Hell Blaine you sick Son of Bitch! Listen dude I don’t know what you did or said to piss him off but…. If I was you. I’d get the hell away from this place… FAST!”

She went to the computer monitor in the room and summoned medical staff to treat boy. While she was at the monitor she replayed the security footage, wondering why no one attempted to help. Sebastian had in fact cried for help, and moaned in pain, but to everyone else. It was just a good fuck.

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Kurt sat there, locked in his vault. He didn’t understand what had happened, he did everything right or so he thought. What went wrong? He replayed the scene over and over in his mind, trying to find his faults but he was lost every time. Mumbling to himself..

“ He said it wasn’t my fault though.. then why do I hurt? He was love sick with grief over his lost lover, I shouldn’t be upset then. I can’t even imagine what that must be like…” Having no memories of his past at all, he wondered if he ever had someone special like that. Someone who made his life worth living. There was something else that bothered him and he was terrified to acknowledge it… when he thought about Blaine.. something in him stirred… but why?