Plurimum Chapter Nineteen

Puck saw her before she did. She had successfully kicked away a large Shapeshifter, a bear to be precise, and was back to back with Kurt. He took a quick look around, saw everyone was preoccupied, and rushed in her direction, ducking fireballs as he went.

Where were all the teachers? Already dead?

He grabbed her by the shoulders and pushed her behind the rock, dragging Kurt with him. He crouched low, dragging them with him, and once he was sure they wouldn't shout out, removed his hands from their mouths.

"I'm on your side."

"What?!" Kurt shouted out, and Puck quickly flicked him in the ear.

"Pipe down and listen! I was never on their side to begin with!"

"I don't-" Rachel began, and Puck rolled his eyes before silencing them.

"Look, you know The Madame, right? She's clairvoyant. She sees the future. And in November she saw all this -" He gestured around to the battlefield, "happen. She knew it was gonna go down like this, she knew that Santana would join and she told me that I had to join too, to keep an eye on her, to make sure everything goes according to Plan. She also wanted me to make sure that Ivy and Adamo don't get what they want, and if I was in the group, then I'd definitely be able to get back James, Grayson and Horatio on our side."

"Our side?!" Kurt squealed, looking up above his head as somebody screamed in agony on the other side of the rock. "You mean they're good guys?"

"Yeah. They were just along for the ride with Ivy, to try and bring her down from the inside. The Madame told them to be friends with her when they first arrived."

"So all this?"

"Planned, yeah."

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Horatio ran up behind Quinn and flew over her shoulders, hitting the boy coming at her full in the face. He landed in front of her and winked at her.

"I'm on your side, honey, don't be afraid."

"What?" she stared at him, distracted, but not distracted enough to miss a flying kick at a Fire Monger.

"I'm on your side! I always was!" he shouted to her as somewhere, something exploded. They took up back-to-back positions and started to fend off more attacks as they came.

"So why were you with Ivy?!"

"To bring her down from the inside! Puck, he was in on it. So are the Twins. We're all trying to help you, we swear!"

Quinn turned her head slightly to look at him out of the corner of her eyes and nodded.

"I believe you. Now vault me over your shoulders so I can get to that jaguar coming at you."

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Brittany pinned Grayson against a tree, her elbow poking into his throat as he tried to wriggle free.

"You're not getting out that easily…"

"Britt, wait!"

She turned around to look at Rachel as she ran towards her, and her hold on Grayson only tightened. "He's on our side! Puck just explained everything!"

Brittany turned her eyes to look at Grayson, who was nodding as he slowly turned blue.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes! Let him go!"

Grayson fell down to the grass as Brittany released her hold on him, rubbing at his bruised neck. He looked up at the battlefield and winced. "James is in on it too. But he's with Adamo. We have to…" He started to cough violently gesturing wildly towards the general direction of the top of the hill. "He's over there, in the centre of the fight."

Brittany's face suddenly transformed into worry as Quinn joined them, dragging Horatio with her.

"Santana was with you, Quinn! What's going on?"

Quinn shrugged. "I lost her. She'll be fine though, Britt."

"No!" Brittany suddenly shouted out, running towards where Grayson was pointing to. "She's in the centre of it all, I know it! We have to go there!"

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Blaine rushed to Kurt, pushing him down and covering his head as a rock hurtled over their heads. "Look where you're going!" he yelled at his boyfriend, who was rubbing at his bruised forehead.

"Sorry! It's just…we think Santana's in trouble…"

Blaine frowned and pulled Kurt back up. "OK, let's go."

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Finn pushed Mercedes out of the way and grabbed the rock coming at them as if it was a piece of balled up paper. He tossed it back with one easy hand and rushed her on with him, behind a tree.

"You alright?"

"I can handle myself, white boy."

"Right." He risked a look behind the tree and groaned. "There are too many of them and we're losing people…"

"Our friends?"

Finn looked at her and shrugged. "I thought you might now, being you're the Tracker. You're the one who Tracked every one of us, remember?"

She nodded. "Yeah…I do…"

"Are they still alive?"

She closed her eyes and furrowed her brow, breathing heavily. Finn got up onto his feet, crouching low, ready to protect her if anything came her way. She shook her head.

"They're all alive…"

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Tina moved through yet another attack and found the perfect person to possess, a fire monger (my God there were a lot of them!). She slipped into his body and found herself, grinning manically as the fire started at her finger prints. She started to shoot them out, one by one, hitting each of her 'teammates' in the chest and sending them screaming backwards. She felt alive, powerful…

And big.

She looked down at her body. Whoever this guy was, he was almost as tall as Finn and twice as strong from the size of his muscles.

"Mike!" she shouted out, and she spotted him swinging from a tree, kicking somebody in the chest and sending them backwards into a group of five other people who were running towards him. They all fell backwards, human dominoes…

"Tina?!"

She pointed at the hill. "We have to get here!"

He nodded. "On it!" He stretched his legs and reached them to as far as they could go, right at the base of the hill. She slipped out of the hulking giant of a body and, still in her transparent ghost form, rushed after him.