Ladies and Gentleman, I give you a Lost Boys story. This one I've had saved on a flashdrive for over a year and thought you would like it, especially for my fans of my other narratives.

Disclaimer: I, KalaWarrior18, DO NOT own Lost Boys but that would be so kool because they're all so yummy! LOL :D

Property: I DO OWN the OCs Natalie Gales and future OCs.

This story is OCxDavid, OCxPaul, OCxMarko, and OCxDwayne; not sure how but I'll think of something, maybe a series.

Anyway, read and REVIEW!

Chapter 1: Whispers in the Dark

"Natalie..."

That voice... it was melodious, sinful, alluring, dark, heart-warming, cold, many other words came to describe to what was only a whisper in her mind.

"Natalie..."

That voice... which held her darkest passions and desires; and yet, was her light and salvation.

"Natalie..."

That voice... tortured her to no end, causing her heart and soul to burn in Hell's hottest furnace; but, protected her with kindness and care like caresses of Heaven's cool silk.

"Natalie..."

That voice... belongs to no woman or child, for it was strong, husky, and masculine; but, this voice belong to no man either. No, this voice was one of another kind. It was...

"Natalie, come with me...be one of us."

...Inhuman.

"Natalie!"

Natalie Gales jerked awake from her bizarre dream by her cousin's, Michael, alarming, concerned voice. "What," she all but yelped in surprise, as she jumped in her seat of the car, turning her head radically to take in her surroundings.

After realizing where she was and why, she slumped back into her seat with her eyes closed and released an annoying, yet relieved, sigh. When she opened her eyes, again, everyone in Aunt Lucy's car was starring directly at her with concerned and curious faces. Overcome with embarrassment, she struggled to give them an assuring smile, "Sorry, guys." She said hoarsely and weakly, stilled shaken from her dream, before starring back out at the window and watching the scenery pass by with like a multitude of mixed coloreds.

"Natalie, are you okay, dear?" Aunt Lucy questioned and looking at her through the review mirror. Natalie turned her head from the glass, matching her eyes with her aunt's in the mirror.

She gave a silent nod and another small reassuring smile before returning back to the window. It was silent for the moment; and then, the miles passed by as the wind without a care, Natalie barely listening to her siblings in the car as they debated on the tunes on the radio. All she thought about was the dream she had earlier.

The dream appeared a month ago, after her aunt and uncle had filed in for a divorce and Aunt Lucy told Michael, Sam, and herself that they were moving to Santa Carla to live with grandpa. The dream came to her that very night after the news of moving and then left her the next morning in a deep state of mind of confusion and horror. She had no clue what it meant or why it came to her every night afterwards. One thing was for sure to Natalie; the dream was getting stronger the closer they got to Santa Carla. The first night it was nothing more but mist and smoke; and now, within the mist she saw the out linings of dark figures so perfectly clear, just like the voice. She had thought that it was only one person in her dream but, she was wrong, the dream before proved it. The dream had showed four people within the fog and all taller than her; coming to the conclusion they were all male.

But the voice was the same as was the mist in all her dreams; and as much as she wanted to see who was calling her, the illusion of herself could not move and the figures didn't move either.

"Keep going." Both Sam and Michael said simultaneously, annoyed and embarrassed by their mother's strange behavior to a "good" song. Lucy laughed and changed the radio station. Natalie laughed and smiled at her family's strange antics and behavior. This was the one thing about this family she loved; they made her laugh and have a great time. She'd always looked forward to the summers when her family came down to Arizona to see her aunt and uncle and cousins. Those were the best times she ever had…

"Eww, Nanook! Stop licking me! Yuck!" she said as she tried to push Nanook off of her but, with the lack of space in the car and the fact that Nanook was a big dog, her efforts were in vain. It didn't really bother her; it just took her by surprise. Obliviously, Nanook noticed the dark atmosphere clouding Natalie's emotions and thought to cheer her up with some slobbery kisses.

Everyone laughed at Natalie's predicament, including Michael's, considering Nanook stood up in the backseat and had his butt in Michael's face, tail slapping in his face happily. "Down, Nanook." Michael commanded, grabbing the dog's collar to pull him back from Natalie and have him sit down calmly.

"Gosh, Nat, that dog loves you just as much as Sam." Lucy pronounced while driving.

"Yeah, well, I've always been a dog lover and they just seem to like me back, too." She commented while petting Nanook. "Don't worry, Sam, I won't take Nanook away from you," she teased, catching Sam's, turned half way in his seat, discouraged face past Nanook's bushels of fur after Lucy's pronouncement. It was true; it seemed as soon as Natalie started living with her aunt and uncle, Nanook was hanging around her more than Sam. Then again, Natalie use to live in Colorado before moving in with them and she didn't have any friends in Arizona, so of course she was around the dog more because he comforted her from loneliness.

Sam just shrugged it off like it was nothing. In fact, secretly, he was actually glad that Natalie and Nanook were getting along. It meant half the dog chores were done and that Nat would take his side when he sick Nanook on Michael, like to bite him in the ass or to steal one of his shoes. "It's okay, it doesn't bother me. Just make sure you walk him first before you bring him back." He teased back with a smile before turning back around in his seat.

But just as Sam was about to change the station on the radio, he was attacked by Natalie's hand ruffling his hair back and forth. "Awe, you're so sweet." She said in a mocking sweet tone, laughing as she sat back into her seat and dodging Sam's revenging hands.

"Hey, hey, watch the hair, will ya?" he said annoyed, yet, playfully. "I got to look good for the natives here."

"Oh, yeah right, Sam. What kind of girl here is going to be interested in comics as much as you do?" Michael commented mockingly.

"Michael," Lucy said sternly, defending her son like any other mother would do.

"I would." Natalie confessed, looking at Sam, who had turned back around in his seat, with a kind smile; thinking it was mean how Michael was lowering Sam's hope of getting a girlfriend. She actually thought it was kind of cute how Sam was getting an interest in girls, considering how the other girls back in Arizona were total bitches and whores and leaving Sam to hang out with his comic buddies. "And what about you?" she said now, looking at Michael.

"What about me?" Michael challenged. He was wondering what Natalie was going to say about his love-life for Santa Carla. Or maybe she was going to spill her guts out about his love-life and affairs that happened back in Arizona; and at some times, she used it as blackmail.

"I think Santa Carla has plenty of muscles-heads, so basically, Mike" reaching over Nanook and clasping a hand on his shoulder, "you're an Average Joe." She said at last, removing her hand from his shoulder with a smug.

That's when everybody in the car started laughing, except for Michael, who looked out the window irritated and embarrassed, and it all ending with smiles upon their faces. And it seemed to Natalie that Nanook was smiling, too. Everything was just so happy-

"Alright, were here, guys." Lucy said excitingly, as if she was pronouncing it to the entire world that the Emerson's just arrived at Santa Carla.

Natalie sat up in her seat, the seatbelt constricting against her waist, and tired to look over Sam's head and shoulders to get a better look at Santa Carla. She'll admit that she was a bit excited about moving to a new state and place. Although, moving came with a high risk, such as moving away from your friends and family and the place you knew since childhood, it also came with a big reward like meeting and making new friends (if you weren't the shy type like she was) and seeing new places. Seeing new places had always been her favorite when it came to traveling.

Just as she sat up, she caught a huge glimpse of the Santa Carla welcome sign. The sign showed a bright and clear painting of a beach with grass and trees in various places and a small town in the center of it. And beyond the sign, she saw a small town on the coast of the big, blue ocean.

But, something was off about it. Like the scenery and tranquility was too real.

She went to turn to look back at the billboard but they had already past it…and she saw something that proved she was right in the most horrible way.

On the back of the billboard was spray-painted graffiti in all kinds of colors and signs but the one that stood out the most was the big, red and black spray-painted words "MURDER CAPTIAL OF THE WORLD."

She just stared at it. She couldn't believe it; was this just some joke by some stupid teenagers or had they really just moved to the "MURDER CAPTIAL OF THE WORLD?" Her train-of-thought was stopped when she saw something move. It was Michael; apparently he had seen it, too, and was unease about it as she was, turning back in his seat to look at her. She just swallowed the big knot in her throat and set back into her seat as well, watching with wide eyes as they came closer and closer to their new "home."

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Note to Fans: I apologize to my other readers of my stories that I have not updated enough and that it seems I'm jumping from one story to the next, that's kind of a bad habbit of mine (trying to quit but a more interesting idea keeps poping into my head!) or I just have a huge writers-block and my senior graduation is coming up. So busy, busy, busy...yeah. LOL It would be kool to hear from you guys. :)