*Disclaimer - The characters in this story belong to Orson Scott Card who wrote the book "The Lost Boys" and Joel Schumacher who directed "The Lost Boys" Movie. I only own the storyline to The Street Rat and the original characters. *

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Chapter 13

Sam ran into the factory and looked in. Maya was lying on the ground while four boys kicked and spit at her. How dare they do that to her. She was a girl.

Sam tried to come up with a plan when one of the men did the one thing that every women fears. One of the guys grabbed her shoulder and flipped her on her back. He pulled a switchblade from his back pocket, lifted her shirt up and began cutting it off her.

Maya forced her eyes open. She was so stupid. She wasn't paying attention and took a hit straight to the skull. Maya was sure she had bleeding in her brain. She was groggy and couldn't thing clearly. Maya slowly turned her head away from what was about to happen to her when she saw him.

Sam. His eyes glowing red gold. Sam locked eyes with Maya.

'Sam.' she called through their link.

The guy above her pushed the rest of the shirt away from her and reached down to touch her chest. Maya closed her eyes. She couldn't watch. Just as she felt fingers on the top of her bra screams rang out.

Maya opened her eyes and gasped.

The guy who was about to rape her was screaming as a figure grabbed his arm and sank their fangs into his throat.

She could not believe this.

Her hero was…Sam!

Sam dropped the body of that human on the ground. He slowly turned toward the other three men who stood there shaking and in shock.

The flashlight of one of the men shined off his eyes.

Sam flashed over one man and grabbed him around the throat. He jerked him toward Maya and forced the boy on his knees. He bit the boy's throat before forcing the human forward toward Maya's mouth. She latched on to the guy's throat and drank deep.

Sam's head jerked up as the other two humans started running for an exit of different sides. One escaped out the door. The other tripped and stumbled his way to the other door. Just as the human got the door open a fist slammed into his face.

The guy fell on his face and slowly started to crawl backward away from the person in the door.

David slowly stepped in and walked over to the guy.

"What do we have here?" David said.

The guy felt someone grab his arm and jerk him up in a painful grip.

"A fool" a voice said.

The guy jerked around to see a Native American man standing behind him.

"A fool indeed" David said.

The guy turned to David and started pleading for his life.

"Pl-Please…Please let me go…I wo-won't tell anyone…Please…I…I promise"

David tilted his head sideways

"What do you think? Should we let this human live?" David sarcastically asked.

The man glanced between David and Dwayne waiting to see if he would make it out alive.

David slowly took a step back and made a sweeping motion toward the door.

The guy stepped forward once and glanced between David and Dwayne.

When neither stopped him, he took off to the exit.

The guy pulled the door back open and screamed. He tried to back away but tripped and fell on his butt. Never in his life could he imagine a nightmare as this.

Standing before him stood two blond bikers with his friend before them.

One had the body of his friend by the back of his shirt holding it up in the air. The other had the head of his friend in his hands. The guy was tossing it up and down like a basketball.

The one with the head tossed it into the human's lap. He stared down at his friend's frozen face as the dead man's eyes stared at him in horror.

The man couldn't stop screaming. The guy screamed and screamed until his world went black.

David could never stand the men who were screamers. What babies.