A/N: I know I already have a Lost Boys FanFic out there and seeing as this is the second part to that story, I shouldn't start this at all. But I can't help it, the first one (Lost in the Shadows) follows the movie it just has a different beginning on it and a new character. Plus after watching all three movies and hearing about a fourth one in the making I just can't get this one out of my head.
So I bring you 'The Hunt for the Sun'
Disclaimer, I own nothing when it comes to the lost boys.
Summary: After Edgar and Alan Frog have defeated Peter, and Alan is now back to being human. Edgar thinks all is going smooth; the two of them plus Zoë have been taking out small vampire nests with no problem. But an old face comes back to Edgar and they have brought along something that could change Edgar forever.
A/N: This follows after the third movie. Everything that has happened in the movie has not changed. This all so concludes the comic books, Lost Boys: The Reign of Frogs.
ONE
Edgar crept up to the side of the old warehouse, water pistol in hand, his lucky red band tied around his forehead. Sweat was collecting on his upper lip and forehead. He wiped the sweat away on his lip with the back of his hand before signaling Zoë to join his side.
She sprung from an old rusty car and darted through the daylight, joining Edgar, pressing her back up against the warehouse wall. Her short black hair had a red strip through it, matching Edgar's red band. She dressed in all black; a small black water gun was being squeezed in her left hand. The holy water inside splashed up against the sides.
"Brother Frog, what's your 20?" Edgar whispered in his shoulder. The little black box that was clipped to his shoulder made a small squeaking sound, "I am at the south west wing, over." The box spoke back to Edgar.
Alan's voice was fuzzy and crackle but Edgar understood what was being said.
Edgar nodded at nothing and then tapped the other side of his shoulder, then pointed forward. Gripping his gun with both hands, finger on the trigger, ready.
Zoë drew her lips together and bounced her head down at the back of Edgar's head.
"This is so cool." She said in a little hyper girl voice.
Edgar stopped and turned, facing Zoë, "This is an ambush try to act professional."
Zoë gave an 'I am sorry' smile and then straightened up trying to give her best hunter look.
The two of them moved soundly around the side of the warehouse. When they reached the entrance, Edgar rested his gun on his shoulder, and opened the door slowly.
Zoë was the first to enter, a smile on her face as she looked around. She points her gun down at the ground, holding it with both hands acting like a 007 spy. Tip toeing across the ground.
"We're in, Brother Frog." Edgar reported to Alan.
"Gotcha ya Poppa Frog."
Edgar switched on an UV ray flashlight, shining it all around the walls and floor. His boots made thumping sounds as he walked. He found a set of satires that led down, deeper in to the warehouse.
When he turned to get Zoë, she was all ready at his hip. He jumped when his flashlight was set on her face; she was all most to close to him.
"Uh, not so close Zo." Edgar told her.
"Right, sorry."
They crept down the steps. Zoë's head jerk left and right as she followed Edgar down.
The walls and floors were damp, and the smell of rotting flesh draped over the air. Dim lights hung from the ceiling, the tapping sound of dripping water echoed.
"We're close." Edgar whispered, his finger on the trigger on his gun. His game face was on.
The thought of all the sleeping bloodsuckers that laid near by excited Edgar, and the fact that he was going to get them at their weakest moments put him in a better mood. Hunting was something he lived for more then anything else. The feeling he got when he stab one right through the heart was so much better then the feeling one got when they earned a purple heart from war.
What Edgar did every night made the military look weak.
Edgar held up his hand in a balled up fist. Zoë bumped in to the back of him, rubbing her nose she apologized. He nodded and pointed to an opening at the end of the hallway. It was a whole in the wall, the edges where detracting, it looked like if one were to touch the sides, the wall would crumble.
Edgar moved in carefully shinning the flashlight all around. After Zoë came through the whole, Edgar stopped her. He held his index finger to his lips, and then pointed at a group of sleeping vampires.
Edgar and Zoë had crawled in to a wide-open space, with only a railing that ran from one side of the room to the other, inches from the ceiling. The ceiling was made out of glass and was blacked out by paint.
Five vampires, - three boys and two girls- hung by their feet from the railings. The smell of death and rotten meat filled the air.
"Found the nest, Brother Frog. Go back to the truck and start it up, we might need a fast get away." Edgar informed his shoulder.
"Roger." His shoulder squawked back to him.
Edgar placed his UV ray flashlight on his walkie-talkie free shoulder, securing it tightly. He aimed his water gun at a female; she had long blonde hair, a pale complexion and dressed in Goth chic.
He knew by killing a female that she would go out screaming and the scream from a female vampire was never pretty, her scream would wake up the others and that's exactly what Edgar wanted to do. He knew he could take these guys out easily but where would be the fun in that?
"Lets party." Edgar said switching on his flashlight; the light was aimed right at the girls face.
Smoke start to come off the vampires skin, then little bubbles formed on her checks. Her eyes popped open, bright yellow eyes focused on to Edgar and Zoë.
"Morning sunshine, this is your awake up call." Edgar pulled the trigger on his gun and holy water came spewing out, drenching the girl's face and neck.
A violent scream whipped out of her mouth, her feet unclipped from the railing and she hit the ground. She squirmed on the floor as her body turned to fire then ash. Her scream awoken the others, they dropped to the floor, getting to their feet they hissed at the hunters. One of the males got real close to Zoë and she turned her nose up at him.
"Oh, you are ugly." She said aiming her gun at him and shooting him in the eye. He let out a cry as his eye started to bubble over, before it popped, letting out green ë then did a high kick to his chest sending him flying to the wall; he fell up against a broken pipe that was sticking out of the wall. He turned to stone before exploding.
The only girl left and a boy went after Edgar, He punched the boy in face before kicking the girl, she fell to the ground and Edgar hit her with some holy water. A bloodcurdling scream came out of her mouth as she started sizzling like bacon before imploding.
Now it was down to two vampires, Edgar smirked to himself; he knew this would be cake.
Just as the two vampire boys were going to attack Edgar and Zoë, the sound of glass breaking filled the room. Everyone turned their heads upward to see the room's ceiling being busted in, paint covered glass falling everywhere.
Three people, dressed in black and dark green drove in to the room, landing on their feet.
The sun from the light hit both of the vampires and they exploded with in seconds, blood and flesh covered everyone in the room.
"Who the hell are you?" Edgar demanded, switching of his flashlight, but still keeping his gun at the ready. Aiming at one person then moving it swiftly to the next one. Zoë did the same.
The three people, had black masked on and had metal stakes wrapped around their legs. One had a sword attached to their back. The one in the middle had the shape of a woman; the other two had a manly figure. They reminded Zoë of ninjas.
"Please, Edgar I know you only have holy water in there." The middle spoke up, she stepped out and removed her mask, and shaking her head, her brown hair laid down her back. Black eyeliner covered her blue eyes.
Edgar's face held shock and surprise, he hadn't seen this girl in years. He remembers the last time he saw her. Her face still held the same amount of beauty; her body wasn't muscular but still had the same shape and curves. Her hair was a little longer and in beach curls. She wore her famous boots with shorts and his gray gun t-shirt. A shirt that never out grew her body, even with her growing age it still fall off her left shoulder.
She was upset her eyes glassy, about to let go of tears. Her mouth was tightly closed; she had just walked in on a scene that still to this day Edgar could explain, but she wouldn't give him the time of day for that.
She packed that night and left, left Santa Carla, left her family and left Edgar behind. She never called, never came back and never ever spoke to Edgar till now.
"Rory?" Edgar spoke; you could tell by his voice that he was surprised to see her.
Just as he said her name a male vampire came out of the shadows and went for Zoë's neck, she let out a cry. He had her in his grasps and was about to feed, you could tell he was a newbie and very young, looked only to be about 15 or 16.
Edgar pulled out a steel stake and stabs the monster right through the heart.
"Edgar! Don't!" Rory shouted at her long lost lover.
The vampire turns to stone and then ash.
Zoë wrap's her hands around her neck and gives Edgar a 'thank you' smile.
"Great you just killed the only connection I had to finding our daughter."
A/N: So I probably wont update this for a long time, I just had to get this out of my head. So I guess look at these like a teaser for you guys, like a sneak peak.
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