Charlotte's P.O.V.

1987

The Frog Brothers

After visiting the crazy gypsy lady, I decided that I could withstand just a little more crazy, so I made my way down the Boardwalk, hoping to find the comic shop. Luckily, after asking a few bitchy valley girls or asshole surfers, I was able to find the way.

The comic book shop was lit up with neon lights, comic books lined up along the walkway, and smoke seemed to make everything more mesmerizing, just like this whole city. I quickly had to remind myself that it was only a front. Bad things happened in the dark, even if the first thing you see is all of the lights, colors, and rides.

I seen the sign that said 'Electricity Helps 1 cent', and started to figure out what to say to them. A perfect plan came into my head. Having seen the other two movies, I could use the future against them. Remembering the seer, I knew what my plan would be.

I confidently walked into the store, the talisman the woman gave me hanging down my neck making me appear slightly mystical. Hopefully, this would work.

As I walked among the rows of comics, I noticed them staring me down. First to approach me was Alan. He stopped dead in front of me, blocking my path. I gave him my best glare, and his eyes slightly widened. Then his idiotic brother came up behind me, and from the corner of my eyes, I could see his red bandana that gave him the nickname 'Rambo'.

"Do either of you have a problem," They remained silent, so I continued, crossing my arms, "cause if you don't, I suggest you get the hell outta my way." This led to Alan moving slightly, and, walking past him, I bumped his shoulder much harder than needed, but at least I got my point across that they didn't scare or intimidate me.

They followed quietly, walking only two steps behind me. I finally had enough of their annoying behavior. Why would Sam even wanna hang out with these losers anyways?

Finally, I turned around and leaned against the comic book shelves, my arms still folded across my chest. Time to say what I came here to say. Here goes nothing.

"I know that you two know about vampires" was all I said. Looking at Edgar, who was known for his rash behavior, I saw him reach behind his back, presumably to pull out a stake. I smirked.

"Not because I am one, dumbasses. If I was one, why would I want to kill you on your turf, so you can put the stake back where it was, Edgar." I told them, but still, Edgar was glaring at me, probably freaked out that I knew his name.

"How do ya' know, then?" He asked, his gruff voice making me wanna crinkle up my nose. Now, for the plan.

"Well, boys, just because I'm not a vampire doesn't mean I'm normal." I lied. I was completely normal, well, except for the fact that I was from the future.

"What are you, a werewolf? A ghoul? A demon? A banshee? A ghost?" I could tell he was about to continue, but I had to stop him there.

"Hold on, do I look like a ghost? Am I walking through freaking walls and shit? No. Actually, I'm fully human. I'm a gypsy, and I can see futures. What I was going to tell you was that, if you continue down this path, one of you is going to become a vampire, and you will kill the other." I lied again, but hopefully, I could get them to actually listen to reason. I didn't want to have to let the boys kill them, even Edgar. He may be annoying but he's just a curious and adventurous kid. He doesn't deserve to die, and I really don't want Sammy to become a vampire and get killed.

"Wait, hold up. You said that one of us would become a vampire and kill the other. Which one of us?" Alan asked hesitantly. I gave him a look, indicating that it would be him. His eyes widened, and he took a few deep breaths.

"How do we know we can trust you? How do we know you're not a fraud, only looking for money?" Edgar interrupted.

"Have I asked for money, but fine, you want proof? Ya' know, Shelly and Greg?"

"The Surf Nazis couple?" Alan asked. I nodded, hoping I would be able to save Mr. Beasley. Mrs. Beasley's face always made me sad in the movie, and hopefully I could avoid that. In the book, it said he had kids, and I want to be able to save his family pain and grief.

"Well, soon, they'll steal some comics from here. Not the ones inside. The ones out there" I pointed to the comics outside and continued "Then, they'll go missing. All that's gonna be left is there car, full of the comics they stole." I told them. They didn't look fully convinced.

"So, if what you're saying is true, you just want us to forget about vampires?" Alan asked incredulously. I nodded, and tried to guilt trip him.

"It's the only way to save yourself and your brother. If you want to become an immortal blood-sucking demon, then be my guest, but I'm guessing you don't wanna kill your own brother. That's what is gonna happen if you don't leave this shit alone and stick to your own damn business " My voice held a tone of finality to it, and I gave them one last hard look before pushing them out of my way and walking out the store. Time to find Star.

A/N: Hope y'all enjoyed it! I know it's been a while, and I'm sorry. School is a pain. I kinda just wish I could write forever, ya know. Anyways, the only reason I'm updating now is because Tropical Storm Nate knocked out our power. These damn hurricanes are killing me.Also, thanks for reading. PM if you have any questions.