DISCLAIMER: I do not own The Lost Boys, or any of the plot lines/banter/characters associated with the movie. I DO own my original characters, they're back-stories, and the different plot lines I add in this story.

A/N: The prologue is set before the events of the first movie; in 1983.

Chapter 1: Prologue

Loud howling and laughter combined with the roar of motorcycle engines could be heard in the distant, quickly getting louder as the riders arrived closer and closer to the infamous boardwalk, located in Santa Carla; The Murder Capital of the World.

The crowd parted as the riders one by one made their way through the crowd. Three out of the four bikes only had one passenger, each a male, except for the first bike which carried two passengers; one of them a young woman.

They all came to stop, parking side by side, clearly not worried about anyone having the gall to steal their bikes as the casually stepped of them.

The only girl easily slipped off the bike, with the help of a peroxide blonde holding on to her waist. From the look of her, one could tell she wasn't tall, for even the smallest, youngest looking of the boys she arrived with; was of greater height than her. She was slim, some would say petite, yet possessed all the curves of a model; leaving her with a figure a majority of women would kill for.

She had tanned skin, yet with a bit of a pale tone to her skin almost as if she was a bit ill. This seemed to be the case with her male companions as well. She had dark brown hair that cascaded to the small of her back in soft waves, giving her a seemingly angelic appearance. Yet her vibrant green eyes were seductive and dangerous, leaving most men pinning for her like dogs.

The peroxide blond, who was more likely than not the leader of their little gang, wrapped a muscular arm around the brunette beauty shoulders as he lead her further into the mass of people, music and shops known as the Santa Carla Boardwalk; the other three leather clad boys following closely behind.

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Liliana grinned as David lead her and the boys towards the merry-go-round. The boys regularly enjoyed pissing off the riders on this particular ride (just like any ride) but this ride held some sentimental value to the girl; she could remember having an adoration for horses when she was a young girl, when she was human.

"Come on girl, your slow as fuck." Paul teased as he pulled her ahead of the other and on to the ride. Liliana giggled as she gently pecked the windblown blond on his mouth before mounting her selected horse. She could feel Paul's lustful gaze burn a whole in the new leather jacket Marko had given her. Speaking of Marko, the curly headed blonde appeared beside her, his Cheshire cat grin in place.

"Any chance I'll be getting some of that, later?" Marko smirked, referring to the teasing she had given Paul moments before.

"Not unless your good." She purred seductively, receiving a hungry look from him in return.

The blonde grinned "You bet baby." Before turning and dragging an on looking Paul away.

20 minutes had passed, at the most, after the boys left to mess with other riders. Liliana was enjoying herself when a rather unwelcomed quest decided to invade her breathing space.

"Hey Kitten, finally told that biker trash to hit the pavement, huh?" A man breathed into her ear. If he was trying to give her an erotic feeling he was so off the mark.

"No, but I really wish you would get the fuck out of my face," She sneered, moving off her horse to leave. The Surf Nazi had other plans though and quickly snatched onto her arm using the momentum to pull her into a kiss.

Liliana squealed at the discomfort of his tongue entering her mouth. She quickly took the chance, and bite hard onto his tongue, immediately drawing blood.

"You bitch!," He growled, drawing back his fist to hit her. When suddenly a fingerless gloved hand grabbed a hold of his fist and pulled it behind his back, causing the man to yelp in pain along with a string of obscenities.

"You don't touch her," David growled pulling the man's arm even further into an inhuman angle, almost breaking his arm. "You understand?"

The man nodded quickly in response, afraid that the angry blonde would decided to rip his arm off. David growled once more and released the man before taking Liliana's hand and quickly pulling her away from the scene he had created.

People parted for the two as they made their way through the heavy populated crowds. Lustful gazes being thrown David's way, while Liliana received glares from girls bold enough to risk her seeing.

"We can't leave you alone for a minute, before someone wants to fuck you." David growled, tightening his grip on the petite brunette's hand. Liliana smirked, a ramped up David was so sexy.

"Isn't that what you," Liliana paused as he turned to face her. "and the boys do?" She questioned innocently, batting her eyelashes as if mocking him.

David smirked coldly, one gloved hand cupping her face in his hand. "As far as I'm concerned, The boys and I are the only ones who get too." He nipped playfully at her lips, resulting in a small moan from his childe.

David chuckled, "Come on, the boys are hungry."

"Aww, tease." Liliana pouted in response, allowing David to pull her closer to his side as they neared Max's Video Store where they knew the rest of their family would be.

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Okay, I realize that was short. But it is the Prologue.
I decided to try my hand at a Lost Boys Fanfic, so please review!

BTW, this story is rated M; so expect a lot of smut, language and violence. So if this isn't your taste, feel free to skip this story.