Third Person's P.O.V.

Kitten

He was all they could think about. As soon as David opened his eyes, his thoughts went to his tiny little human. David knew he was supposed to hate humans. He knew he was supposed to kill them. Why did Sam have to be the exception? He was supposed to be nothing more than an insignificant little blood bag, but he wasn't.

The boys, though confused, felt the same way, as if they felt like they should just kill him and get it over with. No one could though. Even Paul and Marko, who were usually the most sadistic when feeding, couldn't. Sam, who was only meant to be a simple toy and bloodbag, turned out to be something they never expected.

The first night David and his boys saw him, he was about to walk in the comic book shop owned by those self-proclaimed "hunters". He was only supposed to be a snack for one of them, but when they got around him, it was as if they couldn't physically kill him.

"We gonna go to him?" Paul asked, excitedly. Dwayne, Marko, and Paul were all jealous that David was able to be with Sam last night. They wanted to be here, but each one of the vampires knew that it wouldn't only scare him off. Though they weren't there, David did allow them to see it from his point of view while it was happening, giving them something that made them want something more, something real. The platinum haired leader knew that he only scratched the surface of what Sam would be willing to do, and he couldn't wait to go deeper into his sense of innocence and curiosity, and exploit if for all it was worth.

"C'mon boys, let's go." He said as he, Dwayne, Marko, and Paul all got ready to go to the boardwalk.

*Earlier at the boardwalk*

After Sam left the poor excuse of a comic shop, he decided to walk around for a while. Thankfully, he had the money from last night, which he used to buy himself a cotton candy and a diet coke. Still having money left over, he decided to ride some of the rides, and he would have, if it wasn't for the long ass lines in every single thing he wanted to do.

It was every single ride. These would include the Wipe Out, Tsunami, Cliffhanger, and, of course, the Giant Dipper. He finally decided to just wait in the line of the Giant Dipper, hoping it would speed up soon. He didn't want to waste the whole day on the insane hallucinating assholes that called themselves vampire hunters. He wouldn't allow his day to be ruined because of a bunch of assholes.

Standing in line was becoming very boring and very tedious. All Sam could do was look out at the people, the other rides, or the beach. None of these were very interesting and Sam grew tired of them quickly.

Sighing, he felt the sun beat down on his face, causing little beads of sweat to roll down his forehead. When he had finally had enough, he decided to call it quits for the day. Instead of leaving with a few comic books, new friends, and a decent attitude, Sam would be going home with sunburned cheeks and a pissed off expression.

Getting out of line, he became even madder when he seen he hadn't even reached the halfway mark. It had been two hours!?! He couldn't help but to cross his arms and grumble irately. Sam didn't know why it pissed him off like it did. He suspected it was a delayed reaction from the comic shop.

Unfortunately, he didn't pay attention to the time. If he did, he would have noticed that it was sundown, and he had spent all day at the boardwalk. As angry as he was, he didn't notice anything. Well, until he heard them…. the purr of motorcycles…

As the noise reached his ears, a shiver ran down his spine. He blamed it on the cool ocean breeze, but he knew it was a lie. Sam hoped they would just ignore him, or simply not find him, though he knew it was all in vain. The teenager knew that he would have to face the biker boys sometime, though, he had wished it was sooner, rather than later, especially after what happened last night with David.

Sam tried not to think of how dominant David had been or the position he was in, on his lap. He tried not to think of how David's hard strong hand came down and-

"Kitten."