I don't own The lost Boys, But I do own Britney/Doom and Annie. Also I just wanted to inform you that Doom/Britney are the same person, you'll understand later. kk Enjoy!

They were in midst of a kill when Marco felt it.

Marco dropped the body he was currently making dinner of. He looked around, as if expecting to see someone looking at them. But there was no one… No one other then him, the other lost boy and an assortment of dead bodies.

"Guys?" Marco called to his pack members. They all looked up from their dinner.

"What is it Marco?" David, the pack leader asked.

"I don't know, but I feel something…. Somethings not right!" He wiped the blood off his face and threw his unfinished meal in the fire.

"Marco man, if you don't eat you'll feel it in the morning." Paul called.

"We'll be sleeping in the morning stupid!"

"Haha I knew that, just saying."

"Ya well… I'll feed before I come back, I'm going to go check it out." And with that, he took flight and was gone.

Everyone looked at each other, then they all looked at David. "I don't know guys, but we're going to find out." They too threw their dinners into the fire and took flight, following Marco.

Marco landed on the beach and walked up to the board walk. He could feel his pack behind him, but what ever he felt was more important right now. He walked by many booths, and stores. He even walked by Max's video store. He was determined to figure out what this feeling is.

"Marco!" David yelled. "The sun is coming up, we need to get back to the cave." Marco sighed and left with the others. He'll find it tomorrow. The source of this annoying feeling. But now he needed sleep.

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"Run Britney!" Annie yelled as she and her best friend ran. They had gotten them selves in quite a predicament. They both ran away from home at the age of 16, there parents both sent the cops out looking for them. They just got to Santa Carla, the place where all run aways go, and what luck, they were caught. Now they are running. Running to stay free. They didn't want to go back.

"BRITNEY! RUN!" Britney was running, as fast as she could.

"Stop running! That is police orders!" The police called as they chased down the two girls. The girls ran into a forest and were now ducking trees and weaving between branches. The fog was thick and they had no idea where they were headed. The voices of the police was now distant.

"Annie! Slow down, we put a lot of distance between us and them."

"No Britney, we need to keep going!" Annie grabbed Britney's arm and tugged her along. Britney tripped over a tree root.

"Aw fuck! That hurt!" As she got up she heard a piercing scream. She ran towards the scream and found herself at the edge of a cliff.

"ANNIE!?!?!" ANNIE WHERE ARE YOU!?" She yelled, looking around frantically. She looked into the water below and there she saw it. Blood and the body of her best friend. Tears streamed down Britney's face. "NO!" She ran down the path on the cliff and got to the beach. Annie was being hit by waves as her body laid on the beach. Britney finally reached Annie'd body.

"Annie? Annie, please. Look at me" Annie slowly opened her eyes.

"Hey Britney… I hurt… why does it happen to me?"

"No Annie you'll be ok! Please just be quiet and I'll get help!" She went to get up but Annie pulled her down.

"No, just let me go. You need to keep running. Hide, never go back. Make a home here."

"Annie please let me find help."

"No!" Annie coughed up blood. "Just no, I want you to be free. Sweet as a cookie…"

"…But doomed till the end."

Britney woke up with a start, and for a second she was confused as to where she was. "Why must I relieve that moment?" She sighed as she shimmied out from under the board walk. It was where she has been living for the past 2 years. That night, when Annie died in her arms, she told her to hide. And that's what she did. She dyed her short, blonde hair black and grew it out. She ditched all her pink clothes and replaced then with jeans and dark purple or black shirts. In other words she went from preppy to punk and has been hiding ever since.

She brushed off the sand from her clothes and began her nightly trip. She went out every night for food and cash. She's gotten pretty good at tricking people out of food and money. She would ask them a question or make a bet but in the end she would always get the goods. She was now heading down the board scoping out her next target. She saw a group of bikers, 4 guys, just leaning against the railing. "Hmm, if they have bikes, they would have cash." She casually walked over to the guys.

"Hey bet you 20 bucks that I could out ride you on one of your bikes." The guys turned around. David stepped towards her.

"What do you think guys?"

Paul grinned and stepped forward. "Tasty"

Dwayne also stepped forward "Hm"

They waited for Marco to say something, but he said nothing. At least not out loud.

GUYS! That feeling I had yesterday! It's radiating off her!

Marco calm down! What feeling?

I don't know but it feels like I've known her forever. Like she is me…

All the guys looked at Marco and said it at the same time…

"Mate"

Ok so I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Oh btw Bold=Marco's inner voice and Bold/underline= David's inner voice

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