Disclaimer: I, Priscilla [takingmytears], do not own The Lost Boys in any shape or form. Who I do own is Arielle Johnson and that's about it other than the blood bond idea – in which you shouldn't steal. But enjoy the chapter!

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The Deal Still Remains: Part One

They were unique which I had thought thoroughly about since trying to catch my breath while leaning against the foundation of the entrance to the Boardwalk. The sign was shining brightly tonight with its glowing white light that read Boardwalk in capitalized letters that you could most likely notice from at least a mile away. Than you had the words Santa Carla written in the tiniest print but still capitalized and shining against the illuminated red backdrop. Occasionally I would scan the crowd for any sign of the witch trying to find me, I refused to go especially after the situation at hand. Just this week, I had to find out that I had a blood bond and that there was a pile of lies still left on the table made by the witch herself. Peace was what I wanted but with the laughter filling the air from the Boys I don't think I'd get that tonight. You'd think they were at some comedy house or something with the amount of laughter from two of them and another having a brief chuckle every once in awhile. They were certainly different than the locals around here especially with the attire. Certainly you had the punks – As Cordelia calls them – who dress in an odd manner but they had their own individual style and I rather liked the differences between each one.

"Why are you out here alone, baby?" One of them asked once placing an arm around me. It had been the one who the extremely wild darker blonde hair that had managed to stick straight up in some places and reached down shoulder length. The robin egg blue colored eyes shined down at me whereas the brown eyes of mine were scanning his attire. Black mesh-shirt that I certainly could never wear in my entire life but lucky him that he could, tight white jeans that was had dirt specks – or spots – with the black boots going up to his knees; I remembered how much I always begged Helen for boots but had refused to buy them for me. A black tailcoat was added to the mix with gypsy bangle coins added to the side of it which was interesting to say the least. The very last thing I noticed was the bracelets and than I looked back up at the eyes of his. He seemed nice enough to a point where I wouldn't hate him – some people were just a little too overly nice; Those types of people irritated me because I lacked that in my life. True happiness with someone that people who stick their tongue out at you – envious and hopeful of their lives being full of that; It was a sick joke to believe that existed.

"It's not too bad out here all alone, baby." I mocked before sticking my tongue out. He seemed to cheer up at the playful attitude that I acquired of the duration of the time since he walked over here. It wasn't like I was mean and depressed all the time – after all I believed to be getting better except for the rage that Helen threw upon me. Lately it seemed like everything was her fault but it was only brought down by herself and she'd pay for it at some point – like her death that most certainly won't be caused by me. Scanning the crowd once more, I noticed Helen the rage making the veins pop up from her near translucent skin and the reaction I got was to jump up in fear.

"Could you not say a thing about seeing a girl named Arielle Johnson?" I asked the blond in which he slowly nodded his head. Ducking behind the foundation of the Boardwalk's sign, I peered around it slightly to see Helen walking angrily up to David who had just watched the scene play out with blondie and I. Helen couldn't take me away home if I didn't want to, or could she? Her frown was met with David's smirk as her figure appeared before his motorcycle. How could one be so calm about this type of situation? I was hiding away from the woman who raised me and the two had obviously had problems in the past.

"Where's my daughter, David?" Helen hissed. The three other Boys looked over at their leader as I did just as well. Please don't give me away! I screamed out in my head even though the exchange of words would never happen. Where was Jonathan? Probably still in the restaurant completely clueless unless she told him about the issues I was having – not possible. Than the secret of our kind would be out and that would not be a good thing. David takes out a cigarette and lights it while Helen taps her foot impatiently against the pavement as her arms cross.

"What daughter?" David answers. I forced down the anger I felt but I knew it was all just a silly lie, right? Helen narrowed her eyes at him before raising her hand and slapping him hard. A short gasp escapes my lips as the Boys crowd around their leader. How could Helen do that? How extremely rude of her! Did I really matter that much to her? That's when Helen opens her mouth to speak once more with venom lacing each word. "Don't play dumb, it doesn't suit you. Where's Arielle?"

"I didn't know she was around town, Helen." David replied with a new smirk forming on his face. The woman raised her hand once more with a growl until letting it fall right back down to her side. Her anger was written across her face with the tight frown and her eyes turning to the frightening orange with red twinge mix. Not the best choice to make in a crowd but it didn't seem like people noticed what was going on as usual.

"You know the deal still stands. Don't you dare do anything to her or I'll rip you to pieces and your friends. Bring her back to me when you find her and she better be in perfect condition." Helen growled before taking a quick turn back towards the crowd and vanishing within its mass. The words of a deal makes the leader tense but it only puzzled me. There was a deal made between the two? Most likely when Helen kicked him out of the house like a piece of trash in which ruined me. Stepping out from behind the foundation, Blondie placed a hand on my shoulder and I noticed that I was shaking from the argument. Giving him a small smile that I didn't have to force, the blond only returned it with an even brighter smile than I could manage. I grew envious of that one considering there usually wasn't anything to smile about in the household anymore.

"So you're the famous Arielle Johnson?" He asked. Famous? The brown orbs flickered towards David before giving the blond a brief nod about the whole affair. This ended up in a situation that I would never have guessed – I just thought we'd all be on our merry ways towards our own paths but I guess no. They knew about me, not just David, but the other three? Looking back over to the blond standing next to me, I watched as he turned towards their leader and the smile only brightened.

"I found her!" He exclaimed. Really he didn't think they didn't know that? He looked back over to me and I gave him a thumbs up in response with a look that read 'I think they already know that' but I guess he just didn't care. He apparently made an accomplishment and I'd let him believe that for his sanity. He threw his arm around my shoulder to pull me towards his other friends and I gulped for air. I guess this was just the true beginning of things?


Note: This is the first part of the Introduction scene between Arielle and the Boys! I really want to keep the Boys in character so I hope I can achieve that for once. There will be another part to this scene which would be the following chapter! Hope you enjoyed!

Special Thanks:

DruscillaNyx: Thank you for constantly listening to rambles about some idea I don't think might work but you put up with it so! You've been a really great person to talk too as well so thank you so much! Plus you wanted me to answer questions that were to David and I would do that but Arielle might pester him and than she'll get punished for that – we don't want that do we? :p Than I'd also get too many asks for David questions and I just don't want to put him too much out of OOC. But I may make him pester her through questions! Plus you asked the first questions for Arielle! :'3

Scarlet Has Fantasy Issues: Arielle definitely snapped out of a daze and I'm so glad of it! Helen deserves a long painful death for what she has done to true love – or not love at all ;D Glad to know you're thinking of questions!

emily: You love it? Thank you!

Mrs Ace Merrill: Yes, Arielle has finally decided to stick up for herself. And those ideas are just marvelous! Usually I can picture things as I read them so I saw them play out – and the feels :'3

Arielle Ask Box:

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Arielle: I've gotten some questions from some individuals that I need – or have – to answer. You guess also don't live in Santa Carla? So I don't exactly know you but either way, I'm going to treat you as a friend of mine! Well you're probably a better friend than Cordelia, right? But good choice on not living here! Unless you want to be trapped in a corner by the Boys? I'm not exactly sure anyone wants to be in that situation. Either way, I'm going to answer these questions and hope the best that you don't hate me afterward.

From DruscillaNyx: Um, Arielle, is that really you're hair-color?

Arielle: The red? Well truthfully it isn't, I actually have platinum blonde hair but I wasn't a big fan of it at all. It was more white than a blonde? I've seen pictures of snow plenty of times and that's what the color resembled – snowy white! Red just seemed to be the color I choose when I turned thirteen and Helen had said that was fine considering nobody would know who I was; I'm thinking that pertained to the whole blood bond thing but either way, I'm pretty sure he would've known who I was. Don't you think?

From DruscillaNyx: Do you hate The Widow/Helen for what she has done?

Arielle: You mean there's more to what she has done? For someone who barely knows David, I know for a fact – even if he doesn't show it – that he's a 'little' upset about it. I, on the other hand, am quite furious about the problems at hand. She has ruined a good portion of my and I don't believe anyone enjoys their life being ripped away from them. I think Helen is just very protective and selfish over having me in her life but I'm not a kid anymore, I need to grow up. Do you hate her? I mean you can answer honestly because than you can join the club with David and I.

From DruscillaNyx: How many sketches have you drawn? Have you ever thought of drawing the boys, or perhaps David to remember him without having to talk to him?

Arielle: I'd have to say I have about maybe five sketchbook filled? I'm always drawing whenever I have time which is usually most of the day considering I don't do anything? I have a rather boring life, dear. Drawing the Boys? Now that seems like an interesting idea rather than drawing stupid landscapes! I've drawn David about once but that was when he wasn't looking so don't tell. He doesn't like me drawing him which I'm rather curious as to why – guess he thinks its a waste of time? Without talking to him with a drawing? I've thought of that plenty of times but I feel embarrassed about drawing him.

From DruscillaNyx: Do you have any ideas as to why they were laughing as opposed to your fall? Do you find them annoying yet fun to hang around?

Arielle: I wish I knew why, dear – I truly do. I guess its because I was...distracted and couldn't figure out how to move my feet?

Paul: Would that distraction be David?

Arielle: Oh hush it! Do I find them annoying yet fun to hang around? I enjoy spending time with the Boys though Paul can make fun of me sometimes; He's nice about it afterward though like a game between us? Dwayne's pretty quiet but is interesting to have a conversation with and is great at book recommendations. Marko is a sweetheart so I spend a good part of my time with him when I can – or when David allows me too. We talk about art a lot and can just sit in silence but it not be awkward between us; That's nice to have. David is the difficult one I'd say. He can be a little annoying with his whole protective and possessive ways. All of them are quite fun to be around so I easily can ignore their annoying ways.