Cold ice blue inhuman eyes glared back in disgust.

He taunted the pale boy.

It happened in an instant – a whirlwind of speed; the boy moved with winged fleet-feet, he let the arrow go like a whip, aimed for his heart. He stepped to the left, shocked at the swiftness of the flame arrow, managing to dodge it but not fully. It pierced through his shoulder and sliced through his skin, burning flames entering the veins of his body and making him stumble back slightly.

He glanced up only to find himself staring into the wild frenzied blue eyes.

He attacked back.

A surge of terror dipped into his bones. It was inky darkness, not even a light source from anywhere – he lifted his hands but he could not even see them. He groped quickly for his arrows but he found that his quiver on his back had gone missing.

Kurt Hummel was vulnerable.

"KURT!" Coopers voice sounded distant. "KURT WHERE ARE YOU?"

Kurt flinched. His mind was whirring – the Wendigo? Where was the beast? Did it get hurt enough to bleed to death slowly? His entire arrow sliced through the monsters shoulder, it wouldnt be long till it healed back even with his flames burning the creature.

"KURT! Use your weird flame, I cant see a thing!"

Kurt gritted his teeth in frustration.

"My arrows are gone you daft man!" He hissed towards the direction of Coopers voice.

Cooper wasnt far off when the entire cave entrance had collapsed with rocks, why did he sound so distant? Kurt tapped the ground with his foot cautiously; still hard and solid much like the cave ground floor. He moved his fingers slowly, reaching out and then reaching onto the floor – trying to make out the space he was in.

He reached further out and flinched when an intense burn on his left flank grew; he froze slightly. That creature attacked him? He didnt even notice or feel anything. Curiously, he ran a hand down his left side and his heart stopped at his throat. Wet sticky liquid was plastered against his hip; the smell of blood stinging his nostrils.

He carefully grazed his fingers over his left side only to feel the deep gashes of a claw mark running down from the rib to the hip. His hands trembled as he fought to regain some form of clarity – his bow was gone, his arrows were gone; he patted his back belt pocket: dagger gone.

That creature had rendered him weaponless.

"Kurt?" Came a soft query from Cooper.

Kurt gritted his teeth. He was powerless, vulnerable like a lamb to the slaughter – the entire cave was dark and he had no idea where he was. His eyes couldnt adjust to the dim black cave, if there was one annoying weakness Kurt would say he had, it was night blindness. He was rendered useless when it came to dark spaces without any inch of light.

"Kurt, are you hurt?" Coopers voice resounded through the cave worriedly.

Where was the beast? Kurt closed his eyes, trying to use his other senses to pick up any other noise that was around the cave. He was panicking; he was hurt and he was out of ideas: the only person he could count on right now was Cooper and that man he didnt trust with quick thinking.

"God Kurt, did Blaine get you? Oh god, heck Im so screwed," Cooper started fumbling from a distant, the sounds of keys jingling like he was fussing with his pockets.

"Im okay Cooper." Kurt grumbled out, slowly moving from his place to Coopers voice, "Keep making noises," He cautiously took a few steps forward towards the sound of Cooper scrabbling for items in his pockets.

He moved forward inch by inch, Cooper had switched to humming softly instead of finding things around him and his voice had started to become less distant.

A brush on his cheek made Kurt freeze immediately in his tracks, hands out instinctively ready to attack. There was a pause as the young boy tried to focus, intent in trying to listen for any noises that seemed out of the blue other than Cooper humming softly.

He shifted his foot.

It felt like a whiplash to his neck as a cold hand grabbed it tightly, a snort of triumph right beside Kurts left ear. Kurts body paralyzed in fear: Blaine. Snapping back from his terror, he pulled on the cold calloused hands on his neck, trying to wring it off but it was to no avail. Another strong arm had started to snake around Kurts waist causing the younger boy to be restricted to move much.

"Kurt, what was that?" Cooper seemed to hear the grunt of the monster much to Kurts own surprise but the other boy couldnt reply, the rough grip on his neck was starting to make him cough and sputter out.

"Blaine!" Cooper started yelling and shuffling from his position, "Kurt, dont you dare kill him!"

Oh much the contrary you stupid thing Kurt growled hatefully inside his head, struggling to breathe from the arms strangulating him tightly. Follow the sound of my splutters, he yelled in his mind, knowing well Cooper couldnt hear him, shoot him, do something!

He nudged harshly back onto the monster that was holding him, earning himself a few seconds to try to sputter out, "COOPER SHOOT HERE!" Before the arms were back dragging claws into his skins, a warning growl at the side of his ear.

"WHAT?" Cooper sounded frantic, the sound of him loading up a gun could be heard, "I need to hear your voice again Kurt, I cant tell!"

If Kurt Hummel wasnt going to get his neck twisted by a monster Wendigo, he would justly strut over to Cooper and twist that mans head off. He could feel Blaines breathe behind his neck, the curve of the monsters lip into a smile – god damnit Cooper! Do something!

"Kurt."

Kurts skin prickled with unease; that voice. His body froze, feeling the cold hands of Blaine wrap around his throat tightly, slowly, constricting his breathing – but he felt numb. So numb to that voice; it was familiar: painfully so.

"Remember me?" The sweet voice whispered into his ears.

She sounded like bells.

Kurt felt his hands ball into fists, still crushed into a tight grip by Blaine – hes trying to make you mad, dont listen; the brunette clamped his eyes shut, willing the slow sense of desperation to go away. Wendigos can imitate voices, that is not her, do not listen.

"How did it felt?" A raspy voice that belonged to Blaine murmured in his ear, "Killing her?"

Kurt was enraged.

He struggled, spluttering and coughing but Blaines grip was tight on him – his movements were starting to stagger and slow; he could barely breathe now with the hand on his throat and violently thrashing was evidently making it worse.

"Why did you do this do me, Kurt?" The female voice floated around his head, melancholy and poignant. "Why?"

Kurt gasped, fighting back angry tears from falling; Im going to kill you, he snarled viciously in his head, Im going to rip your heart, you monster. He could feel the wet stinging tears on his cheek as he fought to breathe in, but to no avail. Blaine had him in a vice grip and he was going to die – his head was getting dizzy, light headed -

There was a loud gunshot.

At once the tight grip on his neck had vanished and replaced with a stinging pain on his left shoulder. Kurts limp body fell onto the cave floor, feeling woozy and out of breath; part of him wanted to get up and kill that thing; rip everything out from that monster but he was worn out.

"KURT!" Coopers voice was loud and anxious; "Shit, Im so sorry – let me help you get up, wait did I kill Blaine? Oh shit –"

Kurt could only managed a livid strangled grunt of displeasure as he felt the other mans hand grab onto his shoulder and heaved him up. The pain in his shoulder made him flinch but his focus was on finding Blaine. He opened his eyes only to see Cooper holding onto a gun and a weak torch light shining onto his face.

"Im so sorry I didnt know where to shoot, oh my god Kurt you are bleeding everywhere," Cooper looked positively drained, his eyes exploring all of the wounds on Kurt, "I found a torchlight in my back pocket, Burt placed it there without me knowing –"

Kurt snatched the torchlight from Cooper, his ice blue eyes flashing in fury.

He shone the weak light around the cave, his heart filled with resentment for the creature; he was going to destroy Blaine; his body burned in weary wounds but his mind was intent on finding that monster; how dare it use her as a tool!

"Kurt?" Cooper sounded small, terrified.

The torch light shone onto the far edge of the cave where a small shadow stood – Kurt wasted no time and made a frenzied dash towards it, with his teeth bared – going to kill it, going to kill it. A mantra in his head and he saw red when the approached the shadow huddled in a small ball, ignoring the shouts of panic from Cooper behind.

He roared and pounced, slamming his fists against the figure. He found himself smashing the cave floor instead, the shadowy figure evading quickly but seemingly a little disoriented; Kurt shone the torch light onto the ground; ink ivory blood splattered on the grey brown cave walls and floor. Cooper hit it! He shrieked internally in triumph, the beast was injured!

"Kurt! Stop! What on earth are you doing?" Coopers hand was on Kurts shoulder – was it Cooper? Was it the beasts imitation? In blind rage Kurt whipped around to slam his fist onto Coopers tired looking face.

There was a loud thud and then a shudder as the cave started to move.

"KURT!" Cooper sounded irate now, "What the heck are you doing?"

Kurt was in a whirl, his mind was in a mantra, kill the beast where is it? He was out of sorts, he knew it but he was infuriated, anger pulsing through his veins and the thought of taking revenge on the monster was his main focus.

The cave began to crumble, he shone the torch at the entrance of the cave and saw the caved in rocks and now started to roll off, the light of the forest exterior spilling into the darkness and he gritted his teeth in annoyance. Blaine was trying to escape! With the light entering and his eyes finally adjusting to the dim cave, he spotted his bow and quiver a distance away from him.

He loped toward his weapons, ignoring the cries of Cooper and the rocks that were starting to fall off the cave ceiling. Once his hands were on the cold silver of his bow, Kurt Hummel felt power gushing through him, afire with anger he scanned the crumbling cave for the disoriented injured monster.

It was easy to spot with the light now and the monster limping, bleeding out trying to climb over a pile of rocks at the cave entrance – who was the mouse now? Kurts lips split into a sick grin and he aimed at directly at the struggling Wendigo; now injured from the neck down, the monster had trouble even to move properly, let alone run.

Arrow in one hand, he let the blue flames surround it, bursting with new energy, flickering in fury.

He was about to let the arrow fly when he felt a heavy weight slam against him and he fell, arrow twisting in the wrong direction and his body hitting the hard ground. It seemed to happen in a slow motion, as he fell he saw the Wendigo turn and grin in victory before escaping into the white winter forests ahead, disappearing into the snow.

Fuck.

Cooper.

Kurt let out an animalistic growl and shoved Cooper harshly off him. He rolled over and jumped up, only to see that Blaine had vanished completely out of sight; rage burned within Kurt and he swiftly reached down, grabbed Coopers neck, and pulled the older man up, his piercing ice blue eyes filled with fury.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?" He bellowed, his voice echoing through the crumbling cave, "YOU IGNORANT HUMAN, YOU DID THIS!"

Cooper choked, his eyes shut and shaking his head, hands scrabbling on Kurts ones that were on his neck tightly.

"YOU LET HIM ESCAPE, I COULD HAVE KILLED HIM!"

At once Coopers eyes flew open and angry brown eyes met with blue.

"Kill?" Cooper spluttered out, his face going pallid, "You… werent – promised… alive," the older mans eyes began to flicker, losing his consciousness. With great annoyance, Kurt let go of the man; his hands clenched into fists and he roared at nobody in particular.

He felt the stinging pain on his left shoulder and flank; it brought his mind back to reality – Blaine had escaped, he was injured, Cooper had body slammed him in an attempt to save his brother; he whipped around to glare the older man, steadying himself to stand up to glower back at Kurt.

"The fuck are you trying to do?" Kurt hissed his eyes narrowed and entire body rigid, tense from the entire episode; he could feel the blood dripping off his skin, stinky and the smell of iron in his mouth. He gritted his teeth as he swung the bow onto the back, a look of disdain on his face.

"I should be asking you that question, Hummel!" Cooper howled back, his eyes filled with furious anger, "We made a pact, you said you werent going to kill my brother!"

Kurt could taste the bitter bile at the back of his throat at the thought of Blaine trying to play tricks on his mind; the look of incensed fury on Coopers face making Kurt even more livid than he already was.

"Hes not your brother," Kurt snarled, stepping back from Cooper, "I resign from your mission." He turned away, noticing the look of horror that replaced anger on the other mans face, "Im going to hunt that Wendigo for myself."

"No, wait! Kurt you cant do that, please!" Cooper sounded desperate, his voice breaking in panic, "Kurt, you mustnt! I have to get him back!"

"Fuck your brother," Kurt growled dangerously, "We found him and hes dead."

He narrowed his eyes.

"Ill make sure of that."

With that, Kurt Hummel rushed forward to the cave entrance, ignoring the screams of Cooper; going kill it, the mantra repeated itself in Kurts mind – he was going to kill this beast once and for all, no more playing around.