So this is a possibility of what could happen in Shooting Star. As it airs next week I decided to update this daily in the run up, starting today as it Thursday (Gleeday) but there is no episode. The prologue is just a short introduction, and I hope you find it gets better. I hope you will bear with it.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Glee.

The luggage collection belt was busy by the time Brody had made his way through customs and he had to fight through the crowds to get a good look. As the unclaimed bags sailed past he stood anxiously, repeatedly checking his watch. It was gone two o'clock and he had an important place to be by three fifteen.

At last he caught sight of his bag sailing around the carousel, and grabbed it quickly, before pushing his way back through the crowds. Thankfully there were plenty of taxis waiting in the ranks outside, and he climbed into the closest one, after placing his suitcase in the boot. Pulling on his seatbelt he looked at the driver in the rear-view mirror.

"McKinley High School." he stated, and adjusted his view to the window.

The New Directions were waiting in the auditorium. Mr Schue was due for rehearsals at any time soon, but he wasn't famed for his punctuality on a Thursday afternoon. Brittany was sitting at the front of the stage telling Sam and Blaine about the asteroid for about the hundredth time that day, but the boys were listening quietly. Most of the others had gathered around a table near the back where Finn was having an arm-wrestle with Ryder.

Mr Schue was a good ten minutes late when he arrived, holding some sheet music. He handed the music out and headed into the seats with Finn to watch.

The taxi pulled up outside the high school, and Brody hurried out of the car, only pausing to pay the driver. He watched as the taxi sped off into the distance before turning to the school and walking inside. He took his time as he ambled along the corridors catching the glances of gossiping cheerios and returning cold stairs to the macho footballers. As he neared the end of one of the corridors he heard the music drifting across from the auditorium and smiled. He stopped to drop his suitcase, opened a nearby locker, removed a package, which he quickly stuffed into his jacket, and continued in the direction of the sound.

The New Directions had just finished the performance as Brody opened the doors of the auditorium and walked down the steps towards the stage. Finn applauded enthusiastically since Mr Schue had left mid-performance to find the piano music for the song. Brody stopped halfway down and removed the gun from his jacket. Aiming at the light above the stage, he fired one shot. Then all was quiet, until the screaming started.

I hope you all enjoyed the prologue. I am hoping to update again tomorrow. It will get better (and longer). :)