The sequels will be completely ignored.
A woman in Santa Carla, California was walking to her car late at night. She was getting out her keys when she felt an uneasy feeling. Suddenly the wind blew. She looked up in the sky and screamed.
Sam Emerson was thrashing in his sleep. He popped up in bed in a cold sweat. Realizing it was just another nightmare from his childhood experiences with Max, David and the rest of the vampire family, he slowly calmed down. He got up and walked to the bedroom in the trailer. He turned on the shower. When he got out he looked at himself in the bathroom mirror. He was now thirty-six years old. His hair was no longer blonde it was dark brown and short. He moved to Las Vegas when he was twenty-one. He'd just finished getting dressed when his cell phone started to ring.
"Hello?" He said.
"Sam." Michael said.
"Mike?" He said shocked.
"Yeah."
"Jesus, it's been a long time." "What's up bro?"
"Brothers don't abandon their families, you little prick." He said angrily.
"Mike, come on." "You're still mad at me for leaving?" "You know I couldn't stay in Santa Carla."
"Whatever."
"What do you want Michael?"
"Mom's cancer's back." "She found out yesterday."
"Shit."
"I only called you because she asked me to." "She wants you to come home."
"Does she still live in grandpa's old house?"
"Yes." He said irritated. "If you'd been around the last fifteen years you'd know that already."
"Tell her I'll be there by tomorrow and I love her."
"Fine." He hung up.
Early the next morning Sam was driving back to Santa Carla in his black Mustang. He hadn't been there in fifteen years. He tried to be happy in Santa Carla but after everything that happened he just couldn't do it. So he left with no intentions of ever returning. Until now. A year after defeating the vampires, Lucy was diagnosed with leukemia. After two years of chemo she beat it. Sam got to the house at around two o'clock in the afternoon. He saw a car in the driveway.
"Mom?" He said as he went into the house.
"Sam." She said happily from the couch. She was now fifty-three and grey haired.
"Mom." He said smiling. He hugged her kissed her on the cheek and sat down next to her.
"You look great."
"So do you." "Michael told me the news." "I'm sorry."
"I beat it once, I'll beat it again."
"That's right." "When's your first chemo appointment?"
"Tomorrow."
"I'm going with you."
"So is Michael." "I'm so glad you're home." The front door opened. Michael walked in. He was forty and his hair was short. "Michael." "Look, your brother's home."
"Hey Mike."
"Hi Sam." He said trying to hide the irritation in his voice for Lucy.
"I'm going out for a smoke mom."
"I wish you would quit that disgusting habit Sam." Lucy said.
"I know mom."
Sam went out on the porch and lit his cigarette. He took a drag and looked at a spot on the porch. He looked like he was in deep thought about something.
"Sam." A woman's voice said breaking him from his thoughts.
"Star." "Hey." They hugged. "How are you?"
I'm good." Star was also now forty and had shorter hair. "How are you?"
"I'd be a lot better if my mom's cancer wasn't back."
"I know." "I saw you staring off into space." "Were you thinking about her?"
"No."
"She still lives here."
"See her a lot?"
"Sometimes, when Michael and I go into town."
"How is she?"
"Good." "She's engaged."
"Good for her."
There's the first chapter. Please review.
