Give you my all
Disclaimers: I do not own LB or any of its characters. They belong to their respective owners.
Rated: M for slash, language, frogcest, mpreg (because there is not enough for Lost Boys) and all around dark themes
Summary for chapter 1: Edgar has a nightmare.
A/N: This will be a very extreme AU to the first movie. The Emerson's and Lost Boys will still be in it only there will be different circumstances and all that good stuff. Jill belongs to me. So yeah, that's about it for this A/N. Hope you all enjoy my first multi-chapter Fanfic (at least more than two chapters anyway lol).
This will be dedicated to RomanticizeMe
Chapter 1
Darkness. Complete darkness. Air thick with blood, his blood.
A man over him, whispering words not understood. The feel of roaming hands as cold as ice.
A frightened boy, no more than 11. Eyes filled with tears, he screams for help. But no one hears, not even the dead. The feeling of hopelessness. The burning pain. All too much. The boy cries.
A hushed whisper as cold as the night air. Hands descend lower, the boy struggles but to no avail. 'Just relax little one. It'll all be over soon,' the voice so cold and deadly is ringing in his ear. The boy struggles more but with one swift thrust he cries out, his screams lost to the wind.
The pain continues and all there is darkness all around. No comfort in silence as the boy allows this sickening act. But the wind as cold as ice brings a whisper that gives hope to even the faintest of hearts.
A call of his name and the boy reaches out. Out into the darkness that never ends. 'Please! Save me.' the voice becomes louder as a shimmer of light in the distance starts to shine.
As the light becomes brighter, so does the hopes of the young boy in so much pain. But with the pull of his hair and a laugh that could ice over a cold man's already dead heart pulls him back into the reality that is shrouded in the darkness, and all hope is lost.
The boy cries.
With a start Edgar Frog wakes. He looks around his room and sees nothing but darkness. His breathing coming hard and fast. The feeling of panic rising in his chest. He feels someone moving next to him and he jumps. But as a blinding light comes on to reveal a worried Alan, Edgar seems to calm down just a little.
"Edgar, is something wrong," Alan reaches out and removes a strand of messy blond hair from his brothers teary eyes. Edgar only nods a silent reply before taking his brother's hand into his.
"Yeah Alan, I'm fine. Just a nightmare," but Alan doesn't seem convinced that everything is fine. He pulls Edgar close to him, giving him a soft kiss.
"Edgar, you've had the same dream for two weeks now. I think something is seriously wrong bro," Edgar buries his face in his brothers shoulder and Alan's heart drops as he hears the quiet sobs of his baby brother. "Edgar, please tell me what it's about. I can help you."
But Edgar gives no reply, only sobs into his brother's shoulder. Alan feels the sting of hopelessness pulling at his heart. Being powerless is something Alan Frog never likes to be. All he can do is hug his sobbing brother tight and hope things will be better soon.
But a distant crying brings both boys from their little world of sadness. Edgar turns his head towards the sound. A small cradle rests in the corner of their small room, a now crying 2 year old child inside. Edgar, on instinct, gets up and heads over to the child, who immediately holds out her arms.
"Hush now Jill, everything's OK." Edgar says, soothing the child. Knowing that everything was OK, the child quickly falls backed to sleep. Edgar lays her down back into her bed and covers her up. And with a smile he turns and heads back to his and Alan's bed.
"You really have a way of calming her down. Not even mom and dad can do that," Alan lifts the blankets up so that Edgar can get under. After Edgar is settled into bed, Alan pulls him close to his chest, giving him a soft kiss on the head.
"Well Alan, half the time when mom and dad try to comfort her they are higher than a kite. Besides, we usually take care of her anyways," Alan nods in agreement.
"Yeah but I suppose she is suppose to like you more," Edgar looks at him with a confused look.
"And why do you say that? We are both her brothers."
"Edgar," but Edgar turns and Alan says no more, not wanting to upset his brother anymore than he already was over the dream.
"Just go to sleep Alan. Tomorrow we have to open the shop early," and with that their conversation ends.
Alan goes to turn off the light. But as the darkness once more envelopes the room, Alan whispers into Edgar's ear. But the whisper is never heard as Edgar drifts into a dreamless sleep.
The morning sun shines brightly over head as the Frog brothers busy themselves with getting the comic shop ready to open.
Alan is busy with making sure everything is stocked and ready to go. Edgar is busy taking inventory and watching over Jill as she plays in her playpen. Their parents are no where to be found.
"Alan, how is stocking coming along? Is everything in order?" Edgar thumbs through the papers he has of inventory on his clipboard.
"Everything looks to be in order and ready to go," Alan go's to set next to Edgar on the floor near Jill's playpen.
Edgar thumbs through a few more papers before laying the clipboard down and leaning so that his head is in his brother's lap.
Alan looks down at his brother. He gently starts stroking the long strands of blond locks that make up his brother's hair. Edgar purrs in response.
"Don't get to worked up Alan. We open shop in 10 minutes," but Alan's response is to lean down and kiss his brother full on the lips. Edgar can't help but respond to his brother's kiss.
But a string of giggles wake Edgar and Alan from their kissing session. Jill is watching them from her playpen, obviously amused by what had occurred.
"Man kid, I sometimes don't know what to do with you," although the statement seemed to be funny to Alan and Jill, Edgar found it to be rather mean and hits his brother on the head.
"Be nice Alan," Alan rubs the spot where Edgar hits him and gives Edgar a confused look.
"What's wrong with you today. First your wanting to be all over me and now you hit me for saying something that I say all the time," Edgar turns to get up. "Its almost like its your time of month or something."
Edgar stops short. But quickly resumes focus, "I'm fine Alan. I just don't think you should be saying things like that to her. She might get the wrong idea."
Alan looks at Edgar than realization hits him, "So it is that time of month?"
Edgar spins around, a furious look on his face, "I SAID I'M FINE!" Alan looks taken aback at his brother's sudden reaction.
"Edgar you don't seem fine," Edgar looks as though he is going to hit Alan but before he can do anything, a knock on the door diverts their attention…
To be Continued…
A/N: So what do you guys think? Hopefully Its OK. Anyway I'm going to take a poll. I already know who Jill really is but I want to see who you guys think she is. It could be their cousin or their sister, it could be anyone. So just tell me what you think in the review and I'll announce the answer in chapter 2. I'll wait one week to give everyone time. Thank you all for reading!