I don't own The Lost Boys, but I do own Isadora and Owen.

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Chapter 1

She looked just like him. She had the same bleach-blonde hair, only hers went down to the middle of her back, and she had the same hypnotic blue eyes. Isadora and David always had a special bond, but that was mostly because they were brother and sister. The fact that they were both vampires didn't hurt either. She hadn't seen him in over five years, but she wasn't nervous. She was dressed in her black top, her maroon velvet military coat that had silver buttons and cuff links; her ripped and faded jeans, and her black Chuck Taylors.

He knew she was coming, and she knew he was looking for her, so she stayed put. She leaned up against the railing on the Boardwalk, and fiddled with the earring in her ear that David had given to her. David wore one just like it. She barely noticed it was there sometimes. She thinks of it like the cheap silver stud in her other ear, most of the time, but other times she can't help but notice it, like he wants her to.

While she was waiting for him, and his gang to show up, she couldn't help but think why she came. Isadora had become a vampire soon after David did, but she joined a different gang. This gang was far different from David's though, far more evil. David and his gang only hunted for food, but Isadora's leader, Owen, thought they should use their "special skills" for revenge, and to invoke fear into their enemies as well. Isadora knew it was wrong, and she didn't need David to tell her that, but he did. That's what made Isadora stay with Owen so long. She felt like her big brother was controlling her, and she wanted to be independent. That was another thing she and David had in common, their attitude; they didn't like to be told what to do. Now she had come to her senses, and she mentally messaged David to tell him she was coming to Santa Carla. David knew Owen wouldn't like this, so he told her to come straight here, from Pennsylvania, so he and his boys could protect her.

So there she stood waiting to meet David, and her new family. She got a lot of strange glances from people, but they kept their distance. She looked to the right of her and saw a couple in brightly colored shirts taking pictures.

Tourist. She thought rolling her eyes. She was starting to get impatient.

Where are they? She thought to herself.

If they aren't here in five minutes I'm gonna- her thought was cut short by the roar of motorcycles approaching.

She saw David get off his bike, and she ran towards him.

"David I'm so happy to see you!" she yelled as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

He hadn't changed much. He still wore his black trench coat with his black jeans, shirt, and boots, but his bleach-blonde hair was now styled into a mullet.

"Hey Is," David said stepping back," wow you look great!" He spun her around to get a good look at her.

"You could say that again, David." one of the boys said behind David.

"Watch it Paul." David said to the boy with big blonde hair.

Isadora finally really noticed the boys for the first time.

" Isadora, this is my gang, The Lost Boys." David said motioning towards the three boys.

"This is Dwayne," Dwayne had dark hair, and a dark complexion. He wore jeans, boots, and nothing, but a leather jacket covering his abs.

" that's Paul," he motioned to the boy that had spoke earlier. He wore a long coat with tails, a fishnet top, tight jeans, and black boots that came just below his knees.

" and this is Marko." He pointed to the last boy in the group. Marko was obviously the youngest. He had long, dark, blonde, curly hair that was in a mullet type style, like David's. He had blue jeans with black chaps over them, a tank top which was short, and exposed his stomach, and a leather jacket that had dozens of patches on it.

" Guys this is my sister, Isadora." David said pulling her close.

"Hey." Paul tilted his head up and winked.

"Hello." Dwayne held a solid expression.

"It's nice to meet you, Isadora." Marko took her hand, and kissed the back of it. She would have blushed if she could. Marko smiled a childish Cheshire cat smile, and released Isadora's hand.

" Ohh, where did that come from Romeo?" Paul joked. Marko looked down at the ground.

" So, Isadora, are you ready to see your new home?" David asked getting back on his bike.

" I'm as ready as I'll ever be." She replied. David motioned for her to get on his bike, and she obeyed.

" Hold on tight, sis." He said. Isadora wrapped her arms around her big brother, and they raced off.