I forgot to say this in the beginning, but I do not own the Lost Boys or any character from the movie, I only own Violet. Reviews are appreciated, but please don't be rude. ^~^

Max bent down to pick up the movies. Violet stood there for a second, not sure what to do, but she quickly bent down to help him and motioned to Laddie to do the same. Max looked at her startled, for he did not remember them being in the store.

"Oh, why thank you..." Max said to her, unsure of their names.

"It's Violet," She smiled warmly at him. "And this is my little brother Laddie." She wrapped her arm around Laddie's shoulder and clapped his back.

Once they were done, Max stood up and Violet and Laddie did the same. "You two don't look old enough to be roaming the boardwalk at night, how old are you, if I may ask?"

Violet hesitated, wondering if she should be giving out her personal information to strangers. She decided she would, she didn't have anything to lose. "I'm fourteen, and Laddie's ten. I'll be going now, have a nice night. Don't worry about us; we practically live on the boardwalk." Max smiled and waved at them as they walked out of his store. Something about them didn't seem quite right, they looked oddly familiar. He shrugged the feeling off and got back to work.

"Where do you want to go now, Laddie?" Violet asked as they stopped outside of the video store. "We have about an hour to kill." In an hour, it would be midnight, and the boardwalk would close, leaving Violet and Laddie to find a park bench or some other odd place to sleep.

"Can we go to the comic book store?" Violet nodded, and they made their way there.

Violet led Laddie into the store, and the Frog brother's gaze was immediately turned to them. Although their parents owned the store, the Frog brothers, Edgar and Allan, practically ran the store. This was due to their parents being passed out or stoned in a random corner of the store.

Laddie didn't know this, but Violet secretly had a crush on one of the Frog brothers, Allan. They were in several classes together during school, and she thought he was cute and she liked his personality. The feeling was actually mutual between the two.

Since the Frog brothers knew of Violet and Laddie's situation, they allowed them to sit on a couch or in a random corner of the store and read comics for as long as they wished. They weren't bothered much, only when Surf Nazis or the Lost Boys would come into the shop looking to cause trouble. But Edgar and Allan would often chase them away as soon as they spotted them. Troublemakers in their store were the last thing the brothers needed.

Once the boys had to close the shop, they bid their goodbyes. Laddie went to return the comic, but Allan stopped him before he could do so. "You don't have to return it now, Laddie. You can take a few to pass the time. Just have them back tomorrow, okay?" Laddie smiled widely and hugged Allan by the waist.

"Thanks," Violet mouthed to Allan. This was one of the reasons why she liked him. He was so sweet with kids, and Violet as well.

Edgar, on the other hand, was a whole other story. He and Violet just didn't get along. He was a complete polar-opposite of Allan. Allan was quiet and sweet, Edgar was loud and rude. Allan had a way with girls and kids, but Edgar hated kids and hadn't taken a liking to Violet.

When Allan walked away, Violet and Laddie made their way out of the store. She could hear Edgar and Allan fussing over the comic books Allan let the siblings borrow. Violet shook her head and they attempted to make their way off of the crowded boardwalk. It was closing soon, in five minutes, so everyone was headed in the same direction: the exit.

The safest way to get from the boardwalk to the park they were going to spend the night at was through the woods. The only other way was along several roads, an open area to drunks and killers. Violet and Laddie didn't need to end up on those missing person boards, because she knew that once you were up there, you weren't coming back.

Although the walk to the park was long and tiring, since the path traveled uphill, Violet enjoyed the silence. They were so used to the loudness of the boardwalk and the yelling at home, so the quietness soothed Violet, and Laddie, too.

"Vi, look! I think it's a cave!" Laddie shouted excitedly. Violet looked to where he was pointing, and sure enough, it was cave. "You think we can sleep in here tonight?"

"I don't see why not. Come on, let me help you." She started helping Laddie climb down into the cave.

Once they were inside, Violet remembered learning about how this cave formed. About eighty five years ago, one of the hottest resorts in Santa Carla stood there. But, they built it on the fault, so when the big earthquake hit California, it brought the hotel down to where this cave was. And that's all it is now. A cave.

Laddie was fascinated about the fountain large sitting in the middle of the cave. Violet was too, because she found herself roaming around, searching through the shelves for any trace of food or water. Hey, they were desperate.

That's when she found the wine bottle that would change their lives forever. Literally forever. Violet was oblivious to the fact that this bottle had enough power to change both of their lives for the worse.

She opened the bottle and smelled the liquid inside. It had an indescribable smell. Figuring it was wine by the color and beautifully decorated bottle, Violet took a sip. It didn't taste like alcohol; it had an odd, metallic taste to it. Still, Violet figured it was some cheap, watered down drugstore wine that most hotels in that area gave out.

"Laddie, come see for a second. I found something to drink." A few sips wouldn't hurt Laddie, she thought. Just enough to keep him hydrated." Laddie ran over to where she was standing and took three huge gulps of the wine.

Just as Violet was putting the cork back into the wine bottle, she heard a low but deep, cold-sounding voice say, "What the hell?"

Ooh, cliffhanger!