I do not own "The Lost Boys". I only own Nyx and Isadora.
Chapter Seven
Bold Italic: "Telepathy"
Italic: "Sign Language
Two days later…
Sam had a bad feeling. He woke up to a quiet house. Too quiet. He got up, took a shower, got dressed and was getting ready to leave for the boardwalk. But first, he was going to let his mom know he was leaving. Sam walked down the stairs into the living room, finding no sign of his mom or grandpa. He looked at the clock above the fireplace, it was already past noon. His mom and grandpa are usually up by now, and their cars were still here.
After searching most of the house for either adult, Sam found himself standing in front of the sliding doors leading to grandpa's workroom. Taking a deep breath he slid them open and instantly regretted it. Everywhere Sam looked in the room he could see a body part belonging to his grandfather. Someone had torn him apart. His limbs were in separate corners of the room, his torso was in front of the sliding doors and his head was mounted on a pair of antlers on top of the worktable. Sam closed his eyes but it was too late. He could feel the contents of his stomach in his throat. He quickly closed the doors before vomiting on the floor.
"Mom! Mom! Are you here? MOM!" Sam ran through the house in a panic looking for his mother. He stopped outside her closed bedroom door. Not sure if he wanted to open it but he needed to know. Tears welled up in his eyes as he slowly opened the door. His breathing became erratic at the sight in front of him. There lies his mother, pale, lifeless and nude.
Sam went numb at this point. Tears streamed down his face as he moved on autopilot. He carefully covered his mother with a bedsheet, somewhat preserving her modesty. Sam stood over his covered mother and stared into space for so long the sky was darkening. He was lost. His father was getting remarried and wanted nothing to do with him, his grandfather torn apart, his mother murdered and his brother missing. 'Oh god, Michael.' The only thought going through his head was how different Michael had been acting. Sam always had a bad feeling about Michael, but he didn't think he was capable of such heinous acts. He needed to find the Lost Boys, maybe they have answers about his brother's behaviour. Sam didn't think to call the police, he was too upset to think clearly.
The guys had been looking for any sign of Michael for the past two almost three nights. They kept an eye for him when they went to the boardwalk, checked his home the night before, and even stalked the comic book shop. Absolutely no sign of Michael anywhere.
Marko and Dwayne were heading towards their bikes when Dwayne spotted Sam. "Young Emerson."
Marko followed Dwayne's gaze to Sam, they both noticed he seemed pale, and zoned out. "Come on."
Sam had been so out of it he didn't realize he walked to the boardwalk instead of riding his bike. He also didn't see two of the Lost Boys coming up to him. Dwayne had stepped in front of Sam while Marko stood beside him, putting an arm around Sam's shoulders noticing he flinched.
"Hey sport, where's your brother?" Marko asked. Sam tensed up even more at the mention of his brother. Marko looked to Dwayne slightly nodding his head.
Dwayne lightly grasped Sam's chin, bringing his head up to look him in the eyes. Sam was starting to shake, "Are you ok dude?"
"No, I'm not." Sam's eyes filled with tears again. "I-I was hoping you guys would know where my brother is?"
Dwayne shook his head, "No. We haven't seen him in a few nights. We're looking for him too. What happened?" Dwayne nudged his head towards the bikes. The three of them started walking to their parked bikes, Marko kept his arm around Sam. They had him lean against the railing next to their bikes. He kept his head down.
Sam spoke so low that if they weren't vampires and had excellent hearing they would not have heard him. "I think Mike killed grandpa and my mom. I woke up late, and the house was really quiet. So I got ready for the day, not really thinking about it. I saw both my grandpa's and mom's car outside, so I went and looked for them. I found grandpa in his workshop. His body was scattered everywhere. His head was stuck on top of a pair of antlers, his arms and legs were torn off his-his body. And his torso looked like it was tossed on the floor." Sam had to stop for a moment or he was going to get sick again with the image burnt into mind.
"I started screaming for my mom and running up to her room. I shouldn't have opened the door... I shouldn't have opened the door. The way I found her…." Sam looked up at Dwayne, fresh tears flowing heavily, his voice cracking, "Ple-please don't make me say it." Sam spun around in time to vomit bile over the side of the railing.
Marko relayed everything to David, "Dude, Michael is fucked in the head. He raped and drained his own mother... What should we do with his brother?" With what they witnessed Michael do for his first kill, it wasn't hard to piece together what he had done to his own mother.
David and Paul were approaching their bikes to meet up with their brothers. David pulled the cigarette from behind his ear and lit it. He looked at the young Emerson brother, really looked at him. There was the option of killing the kid and being done with it, or… "Hey kid. Why don't you come with us?"
Sam turned his head towards David, "No way. How do I know you're not going to kill me?" He had every reason to be sceptical. However, he did think to search them out.
David chuckled, "If we wanted to kill you, you would have been dead already. We know somewhere you can stay. Your brother can't reach you there." He already answered the main questions running through Sam's head.
Sam didn't really have the energy to argue with them. So he nodded his head and they mounted their bikes, Sam riding with Dwayne and left for Hollyvale Estates.
"Nyx. We're heading your way with Michael's little brother. Sam has no one now." Marko didn't have to wait long for a response.
The Hollyvale household was sitting down for dinner when Nyx got contacted through their bond link from Marko. "He's welcome to stay here as long as he listens to the Matron."
Nyx pulled the Matron aside and let her know the guys were coming with an additional boy. Not long after, the roar of their motorcycles could be heard. The guys casually walked into the kitchen with a sullen looking teen following behind them.
The Matron guided them all into the family room, sitting Sam down on the couch. Nyx had stayed in the kitchen to grab something for Sam to eat and a bottle of water.
"Here. Small bites, it'll help settle your stomach and nerves a little." Nyx handed Sam a dark chocolate bar and the water. The guys looked at her funny. "What? Chocolate helps settle the brain in stressful situations. I think this qualifies."
The second oldest lady came into the family room, Annya, "Do you want him to stay with one of us? I don't think he should stay in Laddie's room. Not until we know the extent of everything." Annya joined the family when she was released from juvenile hall at the age of seventeen. She was a repeat offender, boosting cars for chop shops. The sisters caught her trying to steal their car, instead of turning her in they offered her a spot as one of the ladies. She is now twenty-five years old and has a degree in mechanical engineering. When she leaves the de Romanus family, she has a position waiting for her at an automotive company.
"Probably best to room with you and Maria. That way he is in the main house." Nyx agreed that staying in Laddie's room is a bad idea if Sam is going to be suffering nightmares.
The guys were standing around the room watching these women that they have known for a little over a week get Sam situated and Laddie has his own room. "Laddie should stay here with them. He is doing better and has his own room." It was a hard decision for Dwayne, given that Laddie was pretty much his son. Although, with Izzy as his mate, he feels comfortable leaving Laddie with her.
"The kid does look better. Healthier." David has to admit, these women are changing the boy for the better and they accepted the fact that he is half vampire. "Alright boys, let's head out. Feeding time."
After saying their goodbyes and Dwayne reassured Sam that they wanted nothing to do with Michael they left to prowl the boardwalk for dinner.
The Matron and the ladies left Sam alone.
Sam felt so lost and empty, he didn't get out of bed for three days. During which time, the guys had gone to his home and grabbed some of his stuff. They didn't have to but the Matron had asked them politely but sternly. Sam was brought several articles of clothing, his comics and Nanook's bloodied collar. That was given to the Matron. Paul had found the husky hanging from a totem outside.
On the fourth day, Annya had made Sam get out of bed long enough to eat something, shower and change the bedding. They were not going to push him to do anything just yet. The fifth day, Sam had gotten out of bed on his own. He still felt drained but restless at the same time. During those four days, so many emotions ran amuck. He got mad then started crying. Had horrible nightmares, replaying when he found his mom and grandpa. Sometimes Michael would make an appearance in his nightmares. Those scared him the most. He would see Michael walk out of his mother's room with the most evil smile on his blood smeared face. Sam had woken up shaking with cold sweats, rolled over and vomited what little contents in his stomach. Then he would get angry again. Wanting nothing more than to hunt his brother down.
But on the fifth day, Sam joined the ladies for breakfast. No one said a word to each other, except the Matron telling Sam to eat what he can and don't worry about if he didn't finish everything. They just sat at the table and ate. The only sound being the cutlery scraping their plates or bowls. Sam ate a small amount of oatmeal with sliced bananas and some milk to drink. The Matron also served Sam a half a mug of Chamomile and Lavender tea. He had it before. It helped him calm down enough to fall asleep when he was fighting it.
After breakfast, everyone split off to do their own thing. Nyx had asked Sam if he wanted to join her and Maria in hand-to-hand combat training. He just shrugged his shoulders, "I guess. Never done anything like that."
"Ok. Why don't you go change into some loose fitting pants and a t-shirt or tank top and meet us in the backyard." Maria had suggested. Sam went upstairs to where he was staying and changed his clothes. Thus beginning his outlet for his anger, but also learning a useful skill.
Michael had taken to the vampiric lifestyle with ease. He may not prowl the boardwalk like the Lost Boys, instead he would break into someone's home and slaughter whoever is inside. He was hiding from David. After fully becoming a vampire, Michael didn't want to be linked to the guys at all. So he ignored David whenever he contacted him through their mind link. He still wanted to get his hands on Izzy. Even going as far as buying a white-haired wig for his victims to wear while he raped and drained them. Still wasn't the same.
So he came up with a plan to get Izzy. Michael was going to the Frog brothers and convince them Sam was taken by vampires and lead them to Izzy's home. He plans to kill Nyx and take Izzy for himself. It took him a little bit of time to get to the comic book shop. He was doing his best to avoid David and his brothers.
Finally reaching the comic shop he approached the Frog brothers, "Hey guys." They nearly jumped out of their skin.
"You're not allowed in here bloodsucker." Edgar scowled.
Michael just rolled his eyes, "Listen, I need your help. Sam's been taken by vampires. I need help getting him back before they turn him. It's too late for me, but he doesn't deserve that." The Frog brothers looked to each other then back to Michael. 'Got em.' "Do you know where the Hollyvale Estates is?" The Frogs' nodded their heads.
The three of them left the boardwalk, not noticing a certain head vampire watching them.
Max has stayed out of the picture for a while. He would show up to his video store for a while, go hunt in the slums of Santa Clara, return home until sundown and then do it all again. The only deviation from his routine was his dates with Lucy. Max was sure she was his mate. However, when she didn't show up for work or their next date, he went to her home and found it deserted but reeking of death. Michael's scent was all over the home. It was heavy in the taxidermy room, and the second largest bedroom that was probably Lucy's. Her death didn't affect him like it should if she was his mate.
A few nights later, Max spotted Michael leaving the comic book shop with those two amatuer vampire hunters. So, he informed his employee that he will be out the rest of the night. Playing to the sympathy of Lucy's death. His employees knew he was dating her, so he played it up that her death hurt him more than it did.
He went behind his store into the dark alley and flew off. Max was going to stay hidden near the house and watch everything play out. If Michael succeeded, Max was going to step in and reep the rewards.
Maria and Sam were in the backyard sparring. He took to hand-to-hand like a natural. Sam still felt angry but it was directed at the murderer. He was still having a hard time thinking it was Michael. Sam's mind drifted to his brother so he lost sight of the right hook aimed at him. Maria had tended to hold back as to not hurt Sam until he was comfortable with his skills.
The right hook connected with Sam's face. Hard enough to bring him out of his thoughts and a bruise but not enough to real damage. "Where's your head at?" Maria asked, her fisted hands protecting her face, bouncing on the balls of her feet.
Sam rubbed the side of his face, "You'll pay for that." He said that playfully. He took a fighting stance, and they continued the training until Sasha got their attention for dinner.
They all entered the family room, sitting around the room since they didn't have a dining room table. Sam sat next to Laddie who looked a little upset, "You ok Laddie?"
Laddie huffed, "I hate schoolwork. Math is ok, but writing is no fun. I'd rather draw." The Matron had set up Laddie to be tutored by the ladies and he did not like most of the work. Laddie excelled at math, but couldn't sit still long enough to practice writing. Susan, the second youngest, encouraged Laddie to keep up with his studies. Explaining it will be useful later in life no matter if he fully turned or not.
With dinner being served, they ate quietly. Nyx and Izzy sat on the floor in front of the couch, finishing up their plates when Tank and Brutus started growling at the front door. Nyx gave Izzy a knowing look, "Keep Sam and Laddie here with the pups." Nyx told her sister.
She ventured to the front door, opening to see three people standing in her front yard. Nyx somewhat expected Michael to show his face again, however, he was not alone. The two boys with him were armed with stakes, water guns probably filled with holy water, and various other weapons. One of the boys had a crossbow, instead of bolts it was armed with small stakes. They may be kids but they were heavily equipped.
Then there's Michael. The way he was positioned, the other two couldn't see his face. His expression of sick glee like he feels he has the upper hand. He also had a few things that would be considered weapons in the right situation. A massive machete, and a few bottles with rags hanging out the top. More likely to set something or someone on fire.
Nyx decided to play it cool and stepped down the stairs to stand in front of them, "So what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?" She pointed the question at Michael but one of the brothers answered first.
"We came here to get Sam back, you bloodsucking bitch." The oldest of the two aiming the crossbow at her. Just by looking at him it was obvious he hated vampires, feared them but hated them nonetheless.
"Watch your mouth boy. That is no way to speak to a lady." The Matron stepped next to Nyx. She exuberates confidence and elegance.
The eldest Frog brother wasn't as fazed as his brother by these two intimidating women. "Allan, stand down." Edgar stated to his brother.
"No. They're nothing more than monsters that deserve to be staked. Starting with this one." Allan still had the crossbow aimed at Nyx, trigger finger itching to pull.
"Get that out of my face before I snatch it from you." Nyx was quickly getting irritated. She decided to contact Marko as calmly as possible but still stressed the situation. "I'm going to kill these kids and Mikey. The showed up to my home armed with stakes, holy water and a fucking crossbow aimed at me. Mikey has molotov cocktails."
Allan continued to stare her down aiming his crossbow directly at her chest. Neither one paying attention to Michael or the ladies gathering by the door, Izzy standing inside but somewhat out of sight. Michael had taken a bottle of vodka stuffed with a rag from his pocket and lit it. He tossed it directly at Nyx.
The bottle shattered at Nyx's feet, catching her legs on fire. The flames quickly moved up her body, she screamed in pain. The flames were burning her, and it was painful, but her body wasn't charring as fast as it should. Her skin had turned red and blistering. The blisters started to pop and the edges were charred black before the flames went out. Nyx had channeled her pyrokinesis to put out the fire. The burning only lasted for about a minute and what damage she sustained was already slowly healing.
"That hurt Michael." Nyx walked backwards to put more space between herself and Michael. "Mother fucker molotoved me!" Nyx screamed at Marko through their link.
Marko had momentarily felt the heat when Nyx came through the link, "Mother fucker molotoved me!" He gasped at the pain from the heat and her panicked volume in his head.
"You alright, dude?" Paul asked his brother. Marko forgot Paul isn't linked to Nyx yet. They should fix that and soon.
"It's Nyx. She's burning. Michael set her on fire." Marko growled, his eyes bleeding amber. He didn't wait around for them to follow from the cave, he just flew off. "Nyx...Nyx...Answer me!" Marko was feeling panicked. His mate was not answering him. The guys were feeling his panic.
"Marko, we're almost there. I swear I'm going to tear Michael apart." David came through the link as they were flying to their mates. David hasn't even spent time with Izzy and now he fears he may lose her.
They landed behind Michael and the Frog brothers. Seeing Nyx still standing and smoking from the extinguished flames caught them off guard. David took charge before Marko could act irrationally. "Paul, Marko get the Frogs. Dwayne, you and I will take care of Michael."
Marko had grabbed Edgar from behind while Paul went to grab Allan. The way Paul grabbed Allan had set off the crossbow. Sending the small wooden stake towards the front door, near where Izzy was standing. She came out of her hiding spot by the door white as a ghost, blood spreading across her chest from the stake, "Nyx."
Nyx felt a sharp pain in her chest and heard Izzy's soft, choked-up voice in her head. She gasped for air and clutched her chest, turned towards the house, "Izzy!" Nyx used her vampiric speed, ignoring her own pain, and was instantly in front of Izzy, catching her before she fell to the ground. Izzy was dead from the stake before the both of them hit the floor. Nyx was kneeling, holding her sister in her arms and screaming, "NO! IZZY!"
Dwayne and David quickly ripped Michael apart and used one of his molotov cocktails to set him on fire. Paul and Marko had drained the Frog brothers dry and tossed their bodies on top of Michael's to burn. The guys then headed inside the house to a sight they did not want to see. Nyx was in hysterics, holding Izzy, who had a stake in her heart.
The Matron trying to pry Izzy away from Nyx, "Nyx, listen to me. There's still time… Ladies, let's ready the master bath. You know what must be done." The Matron stood up and approached David, "I need Izzy carried to the master bath and stripped. We don't have much time if we want to bring her back."
David didn't bother questioning the Matron. She was older and more knowledgeable. He knelt next to Nyx, "I need to take her. You heard the Matron, we don't have much time."
That's when it clicked for Nyx, she whispered, "The rebirth." She looked down at her baby sister then up to David's worried-etched, sad face. Nyx knew and felt that he wanted Izzy back just as much as she did, if not moreso. Nyx carefully handed Izzy over to David to be carried to the third floor master bathroom where the rebirth ritual would be held.
All the while, Max was watching from the shadows. His only thought as he watched the newest pack member go up in flames, "These girls have ruined everything." The boys had been ignoring him. Max knew Marko had survived and he was pissed off, as well as Star's death. She was nothing more than a plaything. Max had convinced Star that David had turned her, not him, which is why she went to Max whenever David was cruel to her.
Max was getting bored of his family and planned to kill them off one-by-one while building a new family with Lucy, Michael and young Sam. He was not counting on these girls to be vampires and the boys mates.
Looks like he is going to have to deal with them personally. He did not stay long enough to witness Izzy being staked. Max flew back to the parking lot by his video store so he could drive home. The short drive doing nothing to clear his head.
Marko and Paul helped Nyx stand and walk upstairs. They needed to prepare for the ritual. Dwayne went to find Laddie, "Hey, bud." Laddie had tears streaming down his face, crying to the point of hiccups. Dwayne hugged him close while he cried, "We're going to do everything we can to bring her back. You should stay down here with Sam." Dwayne let go of Laddie and looked at an equally upset Sam. "I need you to keep each other occupied for now. I'm going to help bring back my mate."
Sam nodded his head, grasped Laddie by the shoulders and walked him into the family room. They slid the doors closed behind them.
Dwayne headed upstairs to lend a hand anyway he can. He didn't even reach the second floor landing before Paul stopped him, "The Matron is preparing Annya and the youngest, Janet. They are to be hung over the bathtub and drained dry. Their blood, combined with the sigils painted on their bodies and around the room, should bring Izzy back. The Matron is asking for you."
"Me? What does she need from me?" Dwayne asked as they finished climbing the stairs.
The Matron is in the middle of painting the sigil for rebirth upside-down on Janet when Dwayne entered the bathroom. He understood why the Matron asked for him, Dwayne could see how vulnerable David looked. Their fearless leader is scared, broken.
David was sitting on the edge of the tub, holding a nude Izzy in his arms. His eyes never left her face. Dwayne sat next to the both of them on the floor. "If I didn't know better I would say she was asleep. I didn't want to acknowledge having a mate. Not after Star. I thought Star was it, but I was so very wrong. I never got the chance to… to tell Izzy. That first night, when Mike was looking at her, I wanted to tear him apart. Just met the girl, and I wanted nothing more than to sink my fangs in her and claim her as mine. And now, I may not get that chance." David knew if any of his brothers were hurt he would be crushed, but losing Izzy has shattered him. Even if she is brought back, he may still be cold towards her, but that is just who he is. David and the guys' thoughts were interrupted by the Matron.
"We're ready." The Matron had Janet and Annya prepped for the ritual. All that was left is to hang them by their ankles over the bathtub and bleed them. Janet and Annya had volunteered to be sacrificed for Izzy. The Ladies knew the risks of their choice to be one of the Ladies of de Romanus. They were positioned next to the tub with straps around their ankles attached to a pulley temporarily bolted to the rafters. Saying their final goodbyes to the Matron and Nyx, the two young ladies were hoisted up over the tub.
Once they were hoisted high enough so their blood wouldn't splash too badly, David and Dwayne carefully set Izzy inside the tub. It was long enough for her body to lay out. David smoothed Izzy's hair away from her face before they stepped back. The Matron and Nyx stepped forward, each holding a dagger. In quick succession, they sliced open the ladies' wrists and throat, letting the blood flow onto Izzy and into the tub.
"And now we wait." The Matron left Nyx and the Lost Boys in the bathroom to wait for their missing member of their family to rise.
Three Hours Later…
Nyx was leaning against Paul, her body in between his legs sitting on the floor against the cabinets facing the tub. Marko pacing back and forth, chewing on his thumbnail. Dwayne was leaning against the wall near the door with his arms crossed. David had perched on the side of the tub by Izzy's feet, rubbing his gloved hands together.
The silence is broken by bubbles popping in the blood filled tub near where Izzy's head should be. Everyone in the room is holding their unneeded breaths when Izzy reaches her arms out to grip the side of the tub and tries to sit up. She inhales loudly through her mouth.
David reaches her first. He pulls her body slowly to a sitting position, leaning one of his arms, "Izzy? Baby?" David swipes his hand across her face to clear the blood away. David took great care to wipe the blood away from her eyes. An idea struck him, "Isadora, look at me."
Using her first name and not her nickname, she opened her eyes to scowl only to realize it was David trying to get her to just open them. Izzy was starting to fully come around when she noticed David was holding her face. In a quiet voice that has not been used in over a decade, "Hey."
The whole room came alive, "Izzy!" She was instantly surrounded by everyone. They all clamored over the tub to hug Izzy, not caring about being covered in blood.
The Matron heard the commotion all the way from downstairs. She entered the bathroom to find Dwayne toweling Izzy off, while David, Paul and Marko were lowering Janet and Annya. Nyx had laid out sheets to wrap the ladies in to be burnt on pyres in the backyard. "Sasha, Susan, Maria and Sam have almost finished building the pyres. Would you mind carrying them down?" Marko and Paul helped Nyx wrap them up and carried them downstairs and outside to the backyard.
Later that night, everyone stood together and watched as Janet and Annya were put to rest. They will be ever grateful for their sacrifice. Once the flames died down, the family went inside to rest. The sun was about to rise, it had been a long, stressful, eventful night. Time for some much needed sleep.
David and Dwayne on either side of Izzy on her bed. She laid on her side facing David, one of her hands gripping his trench coat. Dwayne is spooning Izzy, wrapped an arm around her waist. They wanted to make sure any motion was felt if Izzy tried to get up. Nyx laid on her back, both her mates using her breast as pillows with their arms wrapped around her waist. All six vampires were asleep before the sun even rose completely. The only thing running through their minds before sleep set in was they felt whole, like a complete family.