Lost Boy

Andre Harris is in for the surprise of his life when he learns that maybe his grandma isn't so crazy after all, and maybe, just maybe, he is something extraordinary. He's about to enter a world on the verge of a war, the world his best friends live in, and a world he will have to save or risk losing everyone.

Rated: T

Chapter One

Tori stared up at the nightclub with a heavy sigh. She didn't mind coming out to the club once in awhile, but this was the third night this week and she was craving a night on her couch watching crappy TV. But her sister just wouldn't have it. The older sister insisted that Tori show up, and got her mom to insist, as well, forcing Tori's hand.

With a heavy sigh she tossed her hair over her shoulder, straightened her back and marched up to the door, running her fingers down the bouncers arm and smiling at him charmingly with just the perfect hint of seduction. He let her through, much to the protest of those who were old enough and had been waiting for an hour or so.

Scream and Shout blasted through the club, Tori narrowed her eyes to search among the flashing lights, looking for her sister and friends. Of course her sister always managed to find her first, part of her freaky wolf heritage. Tori smelled Trina, luckily, before the girl approached and braced herself for impact.

"Hey sista!" Trina flung her arm across Tori's shoulders, dragging the young succubus into her side, "look at all these yummy guys!" she dragged Tori into the bar forcefully. The place was packed, shocking for a Thursday night. Tori laughed and pushed her sister away from her, smoothing out her white jacket.

Trina smiled and undid her jacket, tossing it away from her carelessly. She was in a tight pink dress that stopped just above her knee. Tori was in a similar dress, hers was red and strapless. She kept her jacket it on, "so where is everyone else?" Trina pointed vaguely toward the bar and tried to pull her sister with her, but Tori shook her off and marched toward the bar. Her sister might have had plans to use her succubus charm in her favor, but Tori wasn't in the mood.

She found Cat easily, her bright red hair sticking out among the crowd. The girl was in a bright pink dress sitting next to her dark haired human was in a skin tight black dress with killer heels and fishnets. Tori slipped onto the stool beside her and ran her hand up Jade's leg playfully, "hey sexy." She purred, laughing when Jade smacked at her hand. Tori caught her pale hand easily and brought it to her mouth she kissed the back of her hand softly and set it back on the table, Jade snatched it back hastily.

"Well look who finally made it. Thought you'd chicken out." Beck teased from across the table.

Tori smirked, "Well I felt bad since you can't really seem to find dinner without me, can't have my favorite incubus starving!" she teased playfully, her eyes flicked beside her, "hey Rob, Rex." She sometimes wished that the puppeteer would leave his Fae counterpart behind.

"Tori." Robbie greeted nervously, fixing his glasses, like he did anytime the succubus crossed his path. Tori sighed, rolling her eyes at the human's reaction to her presence.

"Sexy mama." The puppet on his hand greeted. She was glad she hadn't known Rex back when he had a human body, she had a feeling she'd have broken his arm a long time ago. She turned away from him, leaning her arm on the table and turning her back to the puppet and his puppeteer.

Over a thousand years ago Robbie's ancestors trapped Rex, a powerful Fae king, in the puppet. As punishment they were forced to create a human off spring to serve him until he could reverse it.

"Don't pretend you're not interested succubus. You know you want this." Tori scowled in Jade and Cat's direction before she turned toward the puppet, a smirk replacing the scowl, she crossed on leg over the other and leaned to face level with the puppet.

"You know, you're right. I really do." Tori lays her hand on the puppets arm and leans forward, pressing her lips against his wood ones. The connection was instant and she closed her eyes as she sucked in his chi hungrily, pulling away with a happy smile, while Robbie fought laughter and Beck laughed mirthfully across the table.

"Stupid bitch." Rex muttered, Tori grinned and turned back to her friends.

"I wanna dance!" Cat shouted suddenly, "Beck come with me!"

"Okay, little fairy." Beck teased, the red head jerked forcefully on his arm, yanking him from his stool and dragging him across the bar. Tori watched them disappear and listened as Robbie slipped off his stool, excusing himself to the bathroom almost silently. He'd been well trained, he was almost invisible unless Rex was calling attention to them. It was sad sometimes.

"You know, Vega, it's not to smart to succu-kiss people in public." Tori dragged her eyes slowly from Cat and Beck on the dance floor to Jade's blue-green eyes, she tipped her head to the side curiously, "I mean anybody could have seen you." Now here was a human who fought the place she was supposed to stay in as a human.

"This place is full of drunk idiots and flashing laser lights, I think I'm pretty safe, West." Tori retorted. Her body was vibrating happily, the hit from Rex was stronger than any of the humans she'd fed off in the past few days and she felt deliriously happy, "sad I'm not kissing you?"

"You wish." Jade scoffed, "I had my fill of you sex fiends with Beck."

"Beck's decent, I'll give him that, but he doesn't have anything on me." she walked her fingers up Jade's arm, pulling her power back to what Beck referred to as level one. Jade shivered under her touch and shifted in her chair, "come for a walk on my side sometime, I'll rock your world." Tori whispered with a promising smile. She slipped off of her bar stool and headed to the bar, leaving Jade at the table alone.

"Can I get a rum and coke?" she called over the music, pulling herself into a stool and leaning across the bar. The bar tender gave her a disapproving look.

"I'm going to need to see some ID." He stated flatly. Tori pouted and ran her fingers across the back of his hand, his eyes got glassy and he smiled, "alright, I'll have the drink in a moment." Tori smiled happily and sat down fully on the stool. She sipped her drink and scanned the bar, now that she'd fed she really had no purpose being here, but she was trapped thanks to Trina unless she walked home.

She was on her second glass when Beck walked up and took it from her hand, finishing the last bit before he dragged her from her stool, "I need dinner." He told her before pulling her into the crowd, "you're usually pretty useful in attracting other fae."

Tori laughed as he pulled her body against his, "I guess I can help." She laughed, "but you know you could always use Trina, girls looking for a good lay." Beck scowled at her and she laughed harder. It only took her a few minutes to find someone for Beck to use, a pretty brown haired Fae girl with innocent eyes. Once he wandered off she tracked down Cat and said her goodbyes, asking the fairy to tell her sister that she'd left.

The air was warm with a slight breeze, and above her the sky was clear of clouds but lacking the stars Tori loved so much. She stuffed her hands in her jacket pocket and sang the song that played through her ear buds, her heels clicking against the sidewalk and bouncing off the buildings around her, "cut me down, but its you who'll have further to fall, ghost town and haunted love. Raise your voice, sticks and stones may break my bones I'm talking loud not saying much. I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose, fire away, fire away."

Someone kicked a trash can down an alley and Tori jumped, stumbling over a crack in the sidewalk, she caught herself on the edge of the bench and turned to look into the alleyway. A woman stumbled out with a man, the pair laughing madly. She exhaled in relief, succubus she may be, but prepared for a fight? She wasn't quite prepared for that in the heels she was wearing.

She continued down the street and fumbled with her head phones, untangling them and placing the right one back into her ear before burying her hands in her pockets, listening to the end of the song. A few of the streetlights, she noticed, were out on her way home, leaving most of the sidewalk bathed in darkness.

"She's blood, flesh and bone no tucks or silicone. She's touch smell sight taste and sound. But somehow I can't believe that anything should happen. I know where I belong and nothings gonna happen, yeah, yeah." There were more noises behind her, but she assumed it was just the drunk couple and ignored it, "cause she's so high, high above me, she's so lovely, she's so high….like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc or Aphrodite, she's so high, high abo-."

A scream ripped through the air from an alley Tori had just passed, her head whipped around and her body followed, and this time she went running toward the alley as silently as she could, she didn't see anything, but she knew the lot behind the fence, an empty field usually used by the under-fae as dumping ground, and the scream sounded oddly familiar. She slipped down the alley, eyes peeled and stepped up to the fence, using a nearby trashcan to climb up onto the dumpster and get over the fence.

It was darker here, no streetlights to guide her way. She pulled her phone out and turned on her assistive light, the bright beam fell over a corpse of a pretty blonde woman, her body twisted in an awkward direction. Her neck had handprints on it like she'd been strangled and her eyes were glassy, but Tori knew this fae, "No…" she stumbled back a few steps and hit the fence, her heart in her throat.

She was part of the high council, Tori took a few calming breaths and stepped forward. Crouching down on shaking legs she reached out and checked the woman's pulse, knowing she would find nothing, and she was met with cold skin and no pulse. She dialed her father's number, and he ordered that she go home. He would come down with his partner and say it was an anonymous tip. Not one to argue she made sure nobody was around and pulled herself back up and over the fence, cutting through the back alley to one three down and then she stepped onto the main sidewalk and walked quickly to her house.

When she got inside her mother was in a meeting so she quietly closed the door and tiptoed up the stairs to her bedroom, careful not to make too much noise. She took off her shoes and set them in their place on the closet floor, tossed her phone on her bed and shed her jacket, tossing it into her hamper followed by her dress, bra and underwear. She pulled the pins from her hair as she crossed the hall into the bathroom and threw the pins on the counter, shutting the door behind her with an almost silent click. While the water warmed she brushed out her hair and scrubbed the makeup from her face.

When it was warm enough she pushed the curtain back and stepped in and then dragged it back across the shower. The black curtain made the shower dark, and the little specks that were supposed to be stars made patters of spotted light on her skin, she used to wave her arm around just to watch how they danced across her tanned skin, she smiled at the memory, trying to forget what she'd found. She scrubbed shampoo into her hair and then conditioner; she scrubbed her skin while the conditioner set in, the smell of strawberries filling her nose. She'd always loved the smell of strawberries.

After rising she stepped out onto her rug and ran a comb through her hair, brushed her teeth and rewashed her face to make sure she got the makeup off of her skin. Then she started the slow process of putting lotion on and she re-combed her hair, when she was done she slipped her robe from the back of the door on and tied it at the waist before she opened the door. The air in the hallway was cold and goosebumps shot up across her skin, she shivered and stepped into her room. She found a pair of yoga pants and put them on under her robe, searching through her closet for her HA hoodie, when she found it she took off her robe and pulled it over her head, happy for the warmth it provided.

She paced across her floor a few times, her stomach rumbled loudly, but she knew she couldn't go down to the kitchen, since the Birch's meeting was still going on, and Trina had made the mistake of interrupting one twice, she didn't walk in without permission for four weeks since. Tori was not going to incur the anger of the Birch, even if she was her mother. With a sigh she sank onto her bed, scooting back flush against her wall, she tipped her head back against the wall and closed her eyes.

They snapped open in an instant when the Elm's pale face burned against her eyelids. She's seen dead bodies before, living in the Fae world left Tori to know a different world than most teens she knew, but seeing someone she'd known since she was little, someone who had once played tag with her and her older sister, now dead made Tori's hungry stomach suddenly turn sour and twist. She ran from her bedroom to the bathroom, curling over the toilet, her stomach clenching and twisting as she emptied it, she rested her warm cheek against the wall next to her as her stomach churned.

Warm hands brushed her neck and her hair was pulled back from her face, "here, Child." She was handed a wet cloth while a set of fingers twisted her hair into a braid, "come on." Tori glanced up and smiled tiredly at the woman. She vaguely recognized her as the head nymph of the wood nymphs, but she couldn't recall her name. The woman helped Tori to her feet and led her down the stairs where her mother was just plating some toast.

"Your father called me." Holly announced when the nymph helped Tori onto the couch. Holly passed Tori the plate and she took a nervous bite out of it, chewing slowly, "are you feeling okay?"

"I think I'll feel better…maybe after the toast." Tori lied. The nymph rested her hand on Tori's knee for a moment, then she patted it twice and stood.. She whispered something to Holly before she departed, "sorry I ruined your meeting."

"You didn't." Holly replied, sitting down beside her, "eat your toast."

She turned on the TV and flipped through a few channels before stopping on the Hallmark channel. Tori slowly chewed her toast and forced herself to swallow the bites, when she was done her father arrived home and she explained the story of how she found the Elm. Once she was done she drank a glass of water and went upstairs. She changed from her hoodie into a tank top and pulled off her pants before dragging herself into her bed, tucking under the covers and burying herself in the darkness.

This is going to have focus on both Andre and the others, but I just wanted to lay the ground work with the others, hope you like it.