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The film The Lost Boys will be the same in this fanfic, but I will add my own chapters here and there. Please follow and comment. If you have any ideas, I would love to hear them :)
I wasn't going to put this chapter in, but I changed my mind. I wrote it down quick, so there are going to be some mistakes in. Please forgive me.
Chapter 1
Santa Carla Board Walk
The music from the carousel played a happy tune as people sat on the different coloured horses going round and round. People standing by watching their children have fun and the elderly people talked about how fun this ride was when they were young. People standing by waiting for their go, waiting for the bell to ring so the ride can start up again. The bell rang, as this time more adults came on the ride chatting away.
A group of twelve walked on, bumping into each other following a boy and girl holding hands. The girls name was Shelly, and her boyfriend was called Greg. They thought the Board Walk was their's, as they fought every night for it. The group of Shelly and Greg is called The Surf Nazi, and they liked to cause trouble with the law and known for raping many teen girls if they are seen on the Board Walk alone.
Greg and Shelly let the group to sit in the middle of the ride, a metal chair was placed in the middle for the ride owner to keep an eye out for his customers. But tonight, the owner was watching out for those who could end up on the missing persons board.
The group watched the horses go round and round, laughing at the people who were having fun. Some of the group pulled girls hair, only to get an reaction out of them. Only reaction to the men was in their trousers. The more the girls got mad, the more they enjoyed it. They laughed as their boyfriend got involved only to be pulled back by their woman. As some people left the ride, the Surf Nazi jumped to it and took the horse, and push the little kids to a side. They laughed when the kids cried to their parents, and their parents were not happy that they had to put their hands in their pockets to make their children happy.
The bell rang and the ride started again. It was like the air had shifted, and darkness took over. Girls and Boys moved out the way to let another group go by. Girls grooling and boys not making eye contact, only if they want to stay alive another night. The ones that kept away, they were safe. The ones that got in the way, will end up missing. People who lived in Santa Carla knew The Lost Boys had something to do with the missing people, but they were too scared to go to the law.
Black boots walked loudly as gloved hands gripped the bars. A smile came to Davids face as he saw the Surf Nazi stare at him. He chuckled and felt someone place a cigarette behind his ears. Looking behind him, he nodded to his right hand man . . . Dwayne.
Dwayne skipped by and chuckling as he watched Paul and Marko fight. He grabbed the bar what David was holding and swung round as his feet left the rides floor. He laughed and followed his close friend and brother David.
There was Paul and Marko, the two monkeys of the group. They laughed and cat whistled as they walked passed the girls. Marko covered his mouth to laugh, as he saw what David was about to do.
Girls drooled at his innocent features, and Marko loved it. Only thing he hated was to let girls, even his brothers play with his hair. Girls squeeled as they saw Paul, he was the joker and stoner of the group. He was only one who you could chill with and have a good time. Only thing on his mind was blood. Dwayne, he is the silent type of the group. Girls followed him all over the Board Walk. He never talks much, only when something was important. Only person he will tell his feelings to his is adoptive son Laddie. And there was David, he didn't have to do much to get the ladies attention. He just have to wink and they will come running, I guess they like the imtimidated type.
David stood infront of the Surf Nazi's and they stopped what they were doing giving dead eyes to The Lost Boys. Greg clenched his fist, and help Shelly close to him. David could tell that Shelly was not a happy person. The make-up what she wore slightly covered her bruised cheek, and the lipstick never covered her split lip. One thing that David hated the most was men beating women. He smirked, and placed his hand on Shelly's cheek. He kept his hand there for a couple of seconds and let his fingers trail down her collar bone. He felt Shelly shiver, and become aroused. Paul and Marko whistled.
That was it, a fight broke out. Grag grabbed Dwayne by his necklace. Dwayne pushed Greg's hands away causing Paul and Marko to jump in. No matter what, the two clowns will always have their backs. As the fight broke, David placed his hand to Greg's face holding him back. He didn't take much effort keeping him at bay. David chuckled.
David felt the pressure as something was being placed around his throat. The person dragged David back putting pressure onto David's wind-pipe. Lucky he was a vampire, or he would of being dead with the pressure he was useing. The fight stopped as they saw the guard.
"I thought I told you to stay of the Board Walk." Officer Burns said. (Officer Burns from Judge Judy. I couldn't think of his name)
David chuckled. "Come'on boys lets go."
David gave the officer one last look. He smirked and turned around to face Greg and Shelly. He looked at Marko who had his gloved hand over his mouth, hiding his fangs. David took his time to got off the ride, as he watched Officer Burns give him glares. He could hear Paul laughing. Getting off he saw his sire, Max stood outside his shop. David smirked as he knew that Max wasn't happy. Max took of his glasses and started to clean them. Max shook his head in disoppointment of his eldest child.
Later that night, the boys were on the roof watching people leave the Boardwalk. They chuckled as they saw Greg and Shelly leave, they all knew where they were going. They always parked their car at the bluff, to fuck. But it will be their turn on the menu tomorrow night. Max would be mad that they are feeding more than usual.
As the lights went out, and the Boardwalk closed for the night. The boys flew to the car park. Groups of people left to continue their partying. They laughed as they saw officer Burns wobble to his car. As they came closer, the wind picked up. Officer must of heard Pauls chains jingle in the wind causing him to turn around.
Officer Burns screamed and ran as fast as he could to his car. David swooped down, only to knock his hat off. Officer burns tried to get into the car, but Paul burst out laughing as it looked like he was fucking his car. David waisted no time, and picked him up by his cloths. He screamed in pain, as the boys shaired their nights meal.
The Next Morning
Harper POV
"Harper wake up." A voice said.
Snapping my eyes open as fast as I could, it was my first mistake. The sun rays blinded my sight only for me to squeeze my eyes back shut. I heard laughing as my cousin Michael came to get me as Aunt Lucy waited in her truck with Sam. Today I will be moving to Santa Carla with them, they would all ready be their, but with my circumstances they all decided to held back and help look after me. I'm not being rude, they could off left. I wanted to be alone, to grieve the loss of my brother Dillan. It had only being a week since he was killed but it seemed like a life time, the pain I will have to live with for the rest of my life. The memories of the last time I saw his face, telling me "He loved me" made my heart swell and brake in two. The nightmares of the vampire hunters driving a stake threw his heart haunted me.
The only pain we both shared as a stake was put into our chests. The stake killed my brother, the stake that slowed me down to save his life. The stake what had broke me from the inside and scared on the outside.
Every so often I would stare at my now human reflection in the hospital bathroom, to look at my chest to see what a failure to my brother I had been. The young weak sister can't protect her family, now is haunted by their faces everytime Harper I closed my eyes. I failed. I should of died that day, not them.
The only thing that keeps me going is that I do feel like I am still Half Vampire. I miss the feeling of my thraot been saw and tight, everytime I got hungry. Sometimes my eyes will get saw from the sun light that I have to shield my eyes. It hurts, but at least it is worth it to be with my brother Dillan. Best thing I miss, me and Dillan used to watch fly's buzz around our heads in show motion. But now another thing has to keep me going, the only family I have left.
"Harper you okay." Michael sounded concerned.
I snapped out of my thoughts to look at my cousin. His dark green eyes looked at my face in concern. I faked a smile and nodded my head. Michael placed a bag on the hospital bed. He told me that Lucy had gone cloths shopping. I felt bad, because I knew that Lucy did not have that much money.
I thanked Michael and walked into the bathroom. I splashed cold water on my face and brushed my teeth. I took of my top and stared at my reflection. My red/brown hair was in messy curls. My green eyes looked dull and dark circles underneath. My light pink lips were dry and chapped. I gulped. What I see in the mirror is not me, it's someone staring back at me. I looked a mess.
My hands shook as they pulled of the tape of my skin where the bandage covered my scar. The scar was red raw with bruising around it. The brusing looked evil, dark purple covered top of my breast. In the middle of the scar, it was heeling slow by a yelloe/green liquid telling me it wasn't infected. Picking up some steralized water, I poured it onto a cotten pad. I winced as I started cleaning. Bits of skin come off my body and stook to the cotton pad while I cleaned it. I sucked in a breath, and applied some ointment to the area.
Getting dressed and tied my head away from my face, we left the hospital with some papers. As soon as I stepped outside I cried out in pain. Michael was by my side, and Aunt Lucy rushed out her truck. My eyes felt like they were on fire. I cried, I wanted to hide some where dark and cool. Hands wrapped around my body and guided me to the truck. Sam gave me a small smile, while I wiped my eyes. I placed my glasses over my eyes, my eyes felt a little bit better. We drove out of the hospital grounds and leaving the past behind. Santa Carla here we come.
