As soon as you closed your eyes you were once again on that beach on that dreadful night. The cool night breeze swept your hair up behind you. You stumbled weakly along the beach until you noticed a small bonfire in the distance. You hobbled slowly towards the blazing fire, your clothes flapped in the wind and you started crying. Your bleeding wound in your chest ached even though you knew that in reality it had been healed. You finally ran out of breath and collapsed onto the sand, still crying. The bonfire was only a few metres away now and you could see five people dancing around the fire to the sound of music. You could only just make out who they were.
Sam, Michael, Star and the Frog brothers were all laughing and skipping around the burning flame to the song 'People are Strange'. The tears streaked down your cold face as you saw Michael playfully push Sam away while on the other side the Frog brothers were dancing in circles. Star grabbed Michael from behind which startled him at first, but he quickly turned around and started to chase her around the fire while Sam cheered him on.
You pulled yourself up off the harsh sand and painfully stumbled over to the party. Everything stopped. Everyone stared at you with shock and horror. Then the air was suddenly filled with the sounds of motorbike engines and you quickly turned on the spot in fear.
Three boys with covered faces had parked just behind you. You recognised them as Victor, James and Dean. They all started laughing manically until you saw David appear from behind them. He looked as though he'd seen a ghost. You suddenly felt your arms being pulled back. It was the Frog brothers. Michael suddenly stepped in front of you with a stake in his hand. He raised the stake high in the air with the smile of a chesire cat and just before he plunged it deep into your heart, you could hear David shouting out your name in despair.
"Victoria! Wake up!"
Your tired eyes blinked open lazily to meet the eager eyes of Dean. You groaned as though you were in pain and unwillingly dropped to the ground. Although you hated that dream, you had dreamt it for long enough to have gotten used to it. All you wanted to do was to rest your eyes for as long as possible. You felt like you could sleep for centuries which in hindsight could actually be a possibility.
"What is it Dean?" You glanced around the empty cave. "Where is everyone?"
Dean seemed to be enjoying watching you stumble around trying to wake yourself up. "They're outside waiting for you. We're going to Santa Carla remember?" You looked up to him momentarily confused by his words until it clicked. You could literally feel the light bulb in your head flicker to life in realisation.
You rubbed your eyes some more and smiled cheekily to Dean who was still looking at you with mild amusement.
"I guess we'd better get going then." You tiredly stretched out your arms and legs before turning back to Dean once again. "Are you just going to stand there and watch me wake myself up or are you going to go tell the others to get their bikes ready?" Dean laughed and headed out of the 'bedroom' of the cave to the others. As soon as he was out of sight you dusted yourself of cobwebs and stretched out your neck. Who thought you could get cramped up sleeping upside down? If anything you would have suspected blood to rush to your head causing you to lose your balance, fall down and/or be sick, but that never once happened.
You felt a cool night breeze enter the cave with a relaxing affect. Not only was it relaxing, it was also helping you to wake up for some unexplained reason. Thankful for the breeze, you headed out towards the beach through the dark and filthy cave. The sight was beautiful as you stepped out onto the sand and into the night air. The black ocean waves were crashing down upon one another, no clouds interrupted the beauty of the starry sky and the bikes that the boys were so eager to ride were glinting in the light of the full moon. You sighed at the beauty of the night and joined the boys on their bikes.
The boys were already on their bikes waiting for your arrival. None of them had ever been to Santa Carla before tonight so they were all bubbling with excitement on their 90's fashioned bikes.
"So, are we really going to Santa Carla? Like, right now?" Victor grinned with a childish exuberance that matched the other two's.
Your smile widened as you took in a lungful of the refreshing night air. "Yes we are boys. Yes we are." The boys looked at each other almost bouncing off their bikes they were so happy. From what you had told them, it sounded like the perfect hunting ground for a group of vampires like yourselves.
You chuckled slightly and leapt onto David's bike. You had found it by the cave when you were combing the beach all those years ago for David's body and Michael's bike. When you saw the motorbike you immediately gave up on your search and realised that you had to get out of Santa Carla as soon as possible. It was pretty likely that Michael and Sam would look for you and David if they hadn't already gotten him. Yes, the thought of Michael taking David's body had crossed your mind a few times but you hated that idea. Plus, it was illogical to think that Michael had somehow ran the whole way to the beach in a couple of minutes to get his dead body even though he had no clue where you would have gone anyway. Stupid idea.
You revved the bike a few times before speeding down the beach towards the main road. The boy followed in you wake with a haunting laugh. You could see the main road already with the car lights flashing by as they zoomed past. You and the boys quickly joined the traffic, flying down the road passing cars and other bikes as you went.
After a while of crossing roads and moving into highways one of the drivers in a dirty white ford yelled at you for speeding. You quickly ordered the boys to surround the middle aged man's car. He started freaking out and swaying all over the road when you all started thumping on his car with your fists. You narrowly avoided being flattened when he swayed suddenly towards you. There was an odd mixture of humour and anger spreading through your body. It was funny seeing him panic so much that it caused him to sway all over the road but he was centimetres away from ruining David's bike. That you would not stand for.
You hastily signalled for the others to get more serious with this threat so the thumping became louder, the man swayed more and we were in tears of laughter. Victor 'accidentally' punched a window in (although you highly doubted that it was an accident) which caused the driver to go completely nuts. He swayed like a mad man so you all had to move away for the safety of your bikes. It's not like you would die from being run over. The man eventually lost control of the ford and ran into another vehicle causing and major car crash. Your laughter filled the night air as you quickly fled the highway and onto a different road.
He messed with the wrong people.
You smiled wickedly as the image of if his smug face morphing into fear flickered within your mind repeatedly. The night was long and refreshing with the cool air rushing past your face as you rode past the buildings, houses and landscapes. Tonight was a good night to be undead.
After hours of riding, the sight of the Santa Carla welcome sign came into view. You laughed as you instinctively turned your head around to see the back. 'Murder Capital Of The World' The massive spray painted sign was still there to welcome you home after all these years. The boys also quickly glanced at the back of the sign to see what was so amusing.
"Murder capital of the world? It soon will be." James remarked with a glimmer of dark humour in his eyes. You and the boys joked about the sign as you as you headed into Santa Carla amusement park. The boys awed at the massive park filled with lights, music and laughter. It was teenage vampire heaven.
"This is incredible. Why did we never come here in the first place?" Dean remarked as you all slowed to a halt by the bike racks.
You sighed and all of the boys suddenly remembered about the stories. Dean look slightly guilty as the four of you pulled yourselves off the bikes. "Memories." You muttered as you looked around the improved amusement park. You weren't quite used to seeing the park like this and the new music was strange to hear in comparison to the eighties but it was still home. The smile that crept upon your face immediately relieved everyone of their fears of Dean accidentally upsetting you. They'd seen you upset before and when you did, well, let's just say the local population decreased more that it probably would in a year.
As you looked around the surrounding area you noticed a small shop hidden away around the corner. It was the comic book shop. You hadn't seen that place in decades nor did you really want to. You could only make out four figures within the shop so you naturally decided to explore the interior. The boys were still keeping close to the bikes since they were new to the area but were still acting as thought they were the tough guys. So childish. Although, in hindsight, they probably were the most dangerous people here.
"I'm just going to go to that store for a little while. Just explore the area while I'm gone." They looked over to the store you were pointing at and chuckled.
"The comic book store?" James snickered. You glared at him and Victor elbowed him in the side. Of course he'd stick up for you...
"For your information James, I think I recognise the people in there." You replied rudely with your arms folded. James looked a little worried now. You deduced that he was frightened of you using your soul searching abilities on him as a punishment. You let out a chuckle of your own and headed over towards the store.
"I won't be long!" You called back over your shoulder. "And don't do anything I wouldn't do!" You laughed some more as you thought about what exactly you wouldn't do. As you neared the shop you began to recognise the mysterious figures within. They were a lot older but it was definitely them. The one on the right you recognised as Sam with his blonde hair and odd fashion sense. The shock of seeing your baby brother looking at least ten years older than you nearly put you into shock. He had grown up so much over the years.
The two brothers you guessed were the Frog brothers. They didn't even look like the same people you met back in 1987! This was almost too much and not only that, it was making you feel so old. The last person you recognised as Michael. He was easier to recognise than the others but it was still weird to see him at this age after all these years. What shocked you the most was the wedding ring wrapped around one of his fingers...
You suddenly noticed that one of the Frog brothers was staring wide eyed at you and had been the whole time you were studying Michael. His brother followed his line of vision and turned pale. You quickly walked up to the the store behind your brothers before they noticed as well as the Frogs.
"Well well. Long time, no see." Michael and Sam almost fell over when they saw you. They couldn't believe their eyes! You'd come back from the grave!
"Isn't this wonderful? A family reunion." You grinned evilly. "Well, c'mon then! Give your long dead sister a hug! As long as you don't have a sharp wooden stake in your hand this time that is..." Michael's face reminded you of a fish out of water while the Frogs were finding something to protect themselves with in their clothes.
"Who else is with you?" Sam stepped forward with a surprising amount of bravery. In fact, he was glaring at you!
"Well, look who's the big man now! Nice to see you too Sam. Michael?" Michael was still gaping at you with a shock beyond belief. "Michael, are you okay? I wouldn't want to give you a heart attack. Who's the lucky lady by the way?"
You pointed down to his golden wedding ring.
"S... S... St... St..."
"Star?"
He looked at you with wide frightened eyes. "Don't hurt her! Don't you dare touch her!" You looked at him incredulously.
"Why on Earth would I do a thing like that? She only turned both of my brothers against me so that she could get some petty revenge on David."
Michael's eyes filled with fury. "David was the bad guy! He turned you against us! He killed out of pleasure and used you as a weapon against us, Victoria! He used you!" Michael's face suddenly transformed from rage back to shock. "Where is he? Where's David! You both disappeared that night! He's still alive isn't he?"
Your eyes slowly dropped in sorrow for your lost love. "I don't know, Michael. I don't know." Your eyes followed back up to Michael's and went from person to person. "It was nice seeing you again." They tried to stop you but you were of course too quick for them. As soon as you turned the corner, you'd completely disappeared. You hid yourself in a dark corner and sobbed quietly.
"Victoria!" It was James. He was looking for you and it looked like he had been running for a while.
"Over here!" James ran over to you and pulled you by the arm. "What the...? What do you think you're..."
"There's a man." James let go of your arm but kept on moving. "He's claiming that you've stolen his bike. We've been trying to push him off but he insists on talking to whomever owns the bike. We've told him that the leader of our group owns the bike and you've had it longer than we've known you but he still won't budge." You were desperately trying to dry your eyes before confronting the stranger. It wouldn't look very good if it looked though their leader was crying.
You turned a corner to see Dean and Victor angrily shouting at a man but you couldn't see him thanks to their massive heads.
"Alright, alright! I'm here! Calm down! Now what's this about a stolen bi..."
The boys parted and you nearly collapsed there on the spot when you saw the teenager in front of you. He wasn't far from collapsing either.
"Victoria? Is that you?" His shaking gloved hand reached out to touch your pale white face. After a minute of silence you gently grasped onto his hand with mixed emotions of what you saw.
"David?"