AU future fic where magic is real and heavily regulated. It's about ten years after Kurt and David graduated from their respective schools.

Rated M only, no seriously this is not a nice fic. Read at your peril.

Warnings: Most of them. Including torture, rape, general abuse, I have no idea what your personal triggers are but please feel free to skip ahead or stop at any point.

Don't like don't read, though constructive criticism is always welcome (plus any reviews).

I own nothing, literally.

Blood, Lust and Magic

Blood Chapter One

The backlash from his Master's death reverberates through the linkage and he almost blacks out from the pain. It is excruciating but he holds on somehow, he must be awake when his Master's killer comes to claim him as a new Familiar.

He hangs in the chains unable to reach the floor and the burn from his shoulders is persistent as is the sting from his back when blood from the whipping he took earlier drips down into the wounds. The buzzing of flies circling him is ignored as irrelevant, he can not see them as he is blindfolded, his last Master liked doing that to him, he as the Familiar just did as he was commanded.

Footsteps come from above him, his new Master must be here, and then there are multiple footsteps, that is strange, normally groups of evil magic users fought amongst themselves so the chances of a stable group getting together were very rare indeed.

Indistinct voices drift down.

And then he feels an empathic sweep brush past him, he is so used to leaving up the shielding he had learnt during the Breaking that she learns nothing from him, only that he is here. It must be the same empath that was with his first Master who Broke him, perhaps that Master wants him back for some reason.

The sweep comes back and wraps around him, he stays blank just as he was taught, he hid everything from Before behind the blank shield and forgot all about it, it was easier that way.

Running steps and shouting from above. A crash from the stairs leading down to the basement where his former Master kept him and where he is currently hanging bound and ready for his new Master. The door to the basement is smashed off it's hinges but he feels no swirl of magic to indicate his Master is here.

Words are spoken by a woman in a language that stirs in the Before time of his mind, they are angry and upset, and they are in Spanish.

"Agent Lopez," a male voice says, "He's a Familiar, Jesus you've seen enough of them that we've rescued, what the fucks wrong, we've already coded for a medic to come for him."

"You don't understand," she replies.

A hand touches his arm and a beeping starts up, "Shit," a new male voice says, "He's got angelic blood in spades, who the fuck is he?"

A smaller hand tugs at the blindfold and he looks into a woman's face, a woman who is crying. Her face is not unfamiliar to him. Tanned skin, no it is naturally darker than his, dark brown eyes and dark brown hair pulled back in a bun so it could be long, he remembers it used to be long and she always wore it in a ponytail.

She was the empath he felt sweep him, but she is not the one who helped to Break him. Undoing the gag in his mouth she takes it off gently and touches his face, "Kurt?" she queries and that name is from Before, he stays strong and ignores it just like he was taught, he knows the punishments that are used to make sure the Before stays hidden. "Kurt Hummel? Don't you remember me? It's Santana, Santana Lopez, come on sweetie, it's okay, you're okay now, you're safe, I promise you're safe now."

"Agent Lopez," It is the male who spoke first, "Do you know him?" He is surprised, shocked. "'Tana," is spoken softly so it will not carry, "Who is he?"

"Kurt, his name is Kurt Hummel, he's been listed as missing for six years," she scrubs at the tears on her face.

"Shit," the man says, "'Tana you have to know the chances of him ever coming back from being Broken for so long are remote…"

"I know that," she snaps at him, "We have to get him to HQ and get him assessed, some of the older ones have come back," her voice is faint and hopeless. "Oh Christ I do not want to have to tell his old man we found him only to tell him we're putting Kurt down."

A big strong sheltering hand holds his, a hand from Before and a song 'I wanna hold your hand…'

"Did you hear that?" she asks looking around.

"Hear what?" The man asks cocking a gun.

"That line of music," she stares at him, he had forgotten how careful he must be around an empath, he will not make that mistake again. "Kurt, sweetie, was that you? Do you remember the song you sang when your dad was in the hospital? Are you even in there? Is anything of you left?"

He is blank, he is a Familiar that is the property of any Master strong enough to claim him, Before is lost to him, he will wait for his new Master to claim him.

"Alright cut him down and for god's sake be careful," the man calls out and touches her shoulder, "Come on we have a job to do to trace any links the son of a bitch dark wizard had, to try and stop them all so people like you're friend Kurt here don't end up suffering like this," he tugs her away.

The second male voice says, "Crap I've never seen that scary bitch upset over anything. Here dude help me get him down, kid what's the matter?"

Another male voice says, "I've never seen one like this before, he's not even acknowledging we're here."

"That's because to him we're not important," is the answer the second voice gives and he approves of it, "We're not the dead bastard upstairs who was his Master, this poor fucker's so Broken the chances of him surviving without a Master are slim to none."

"So what are they gonna do with him?" This third voice sounds unhappy but he dare not use his own empathy to read him, not while she is about in case he is caught and punished, he must treat it like a test his new Master is using and when he passes he will be claimed.

"They'll take him back and assess him, try to match him to a wizard who'll spend the rest of their life taking care of him until he dies young, they rarely last they waste away too Broken to live their natural life spans," he says.

The only part that interests him is the part where they find him a Master, so it is a test, he was right, perhaps by passing he will not be punished too much.

A sting on his shoulder and he is being injected with something, battening down all his mental hatches he lets the drug they have given him nudge him into sleep, he must remember to be strong for his new Master when he wakes up and be a patient Familiar.

A/N: Sorry for any and all mistakes, I've tried to catch those I could, but I'm only human.

Just so you know Kurt will have flashbacks in future chapters, I will attempt to post warnings for you but assume the events that brought Kurt here were not good. And I'm sorry if I upset anyone or caused any triggers, that was not my intention.