AN: To all who remember this, I am sorry for the over a yearlong wait. I decided to leave it as a one-shot, but the story would not leave me alone. So here is chapter two of what I assume is going to be an almost novel.

Disclaimer: Yeah, I do not own David. The theme park's real, and I don't own that either. Pretty much everything else in this chapter is mine. If I missed something, I don't own that either.

Chapter 2: a night on the boardwalk.

Well, Chrys did it. I honestly didn't think she would, after holding out for a month. The fact that it happened the night we watched that video was even more amazing. I've liked Keifer Sutherland; ever since Stand by Me, but that movie freaked me out so badly, I think I'm going to leave the room every time Chrys gets a vampire movie.

Ok, back to what I was going to talk about. After Chrys got around to getting truly vamped, we went out to the local theme park to celebrate. After all, it's relatively easy to convince someone you have a pass. The hard thing is fooling the machines, but Evan figured that out a while ago, so we were practically unstoppable. It was there that things got interesting.

I was coming back from the rapids ride with Evan. Yes, it was ten at night. I'm not going to catch pneumonia. Anyway, Evan and I were coming back when we bumped into Tina. She looked disapprovingly at our soaked clothes for a moment, then fell into step with us. "So, how'd you like the movie?" she asked after a short silence. She said it casually, but I could tell she was as shaken up as I was. That's part of being in this particular… I'll call it gang for convenience. She was as close to me as a sister. A bossy, controlling, conceited, tomboy of a sister, but a sister none the less. "Well, it had Keifer in it." I said, not bothering to hide my nervousness. They could read me just as well. She nodded a little, "yeah. I had practically forgotten that movie. It was a whole lot more disturbing than I remember." Of course, reading didn't give you all the details. That was a complete surprise to me. "Wait, you've seen that before?" I asked her, and she nodded again, "It came out a few weeks before I ran off. I guess it never really connected before." Naturally, I was a bit resentful of this. "Of course, another occasion to flaunt your seniority." She glared at me a bit for that remark. "You know, it's only a problem because you make such a big deal about it." She retorted. We went on like this until Evan interrupted us. "Personally, I was wondering," Evan started," How did Michel and Star have sex? I mean they're both half dead. Maybe it's different between dead and half dead, but no matter what, I haven't been able to… HEY!" Tina and I had simultaneously hit him in order to shut him up. We do that a lot, but it works, so I don't believe any of us have a problem with it. "I think we're almost there." I said, desperately trying to change the subject. Tina nodded, and then suddenly gasped. Mine was less than a few seconds later.

Whenever we went to this particular park, David always went to the same place to sulk. Evan and I tried to get him to go on some rides with us once, but he would go with us on one or two, and then return to the same spot. It was on a bridge that was above a man-made lake. He always faced the Ferris wheel, although I never quite knew why. Now, as I looked, I could see his preference. Somehow the lake, the Ferris wheel, and the rest of the sights and sounds surrounding us fit together with a strange ease. As Tina, Evan, and I looked out, we realized that it looked almost exactly like the boardwalk at Santa Carla.

We stood there dumbfounded for a few seconds, and then made it the rest of the way to David. Chrys was already there, talking to him. Of course, I didn't blame her. There were a lot of things for her to talk about now, since she was now officially one of us. I was still trying to get used to feeling her full-time, as she was rather elusive as a half-vamp. From what I could gather, she was asking him about why he left, so I figured that Tina and I weren't the only ones who had noticed the uncanny similarity. "Once I heard Sam and Michael had sold a vampire movie, I began to realize that it wouldn't be safe for me there much longer." David was telling Chrys, "So I ran off, and ended up here." The three of us who were walking joined David and Chrys in leaning against the bridge. "You must miss it some times." Tina said, looking up at the Ferris wheel. David seemed to notice that we had come back, and looked at Tina. "Sometimes," he told her, "But not really. The Lost Boys were really Max's. I was part of them, but Max had really taken care of most of it. With you guys, it was really up to me. I chose you, invited you, put up with all your endless bickering." He smiled a bit, and glanced temporarily at me and Evan, then looked back to Tina. "I feel more at home here then I did at Santa Cruz." His explanation was slightly arrogant, but completely true. We were all there because of him. Still, I couldn't believe that he would just give up on his past. That just wasn't David. "So what about the Emersons?" I asked, and he looked at me again, smiling a little wider. I really hate it when he smiles, it is really creepy. "You mean the Childresses; they changed their name in the movie for protection. Well, I located Sam a while back, and I doubt he's moved very far. Still, I guess revenge is a dish best served cold, as they say." Once again, this didn't sound like David. I was wondering if something had scared him off, when I heard somebody ask another question, "Well, hasn't it been somewhere around twenty years? I'm pretty sure that is considered cold." It was Alice. She had sneaked up on us while we were talking, and now was displaying one of her rare moments when she actually spoke. We all turned around and looked at her, and David shook his head. "I won't get you involved." He turned away from us, and started brooding. I think I hate that more then when he smiles. "But we already are involved." Chrys replied, but that really didn't affect David. "You aren't the Lost Boys." He said, in a voice so low that I could barely pick it up. I took it as an insult of sorts, and was rather hurt for a few moments. Then I realized something. "We don't have to be." I thought, and it must have been out loud, because the others started listening to me. "But you are part of our family, and so we are going to get involved, no matter how much you protest. It doesn't matter that we aren't the Lost boys. We are…" and I stopped there, because I wasn't exactly sure what we were. Yet Evan seemed to. "The runaways." He said, and it took me a while to realize that that was exactly the term I was looking for. "That's right. We are the Runaways." I said, and it occurred to everyone that Evan was right. We had a name now, and a mission. Even David, who in essence created us, could no longer slow our resolve. "The runaways then." He grunted and we knew that, for this moment at least, we had won. We looked back at the Ferris wheel, which had been practically forgotten during the conversation, and thought about our new realization. We were the Runaways, and right now, the world was ours.