Star awoke in an unfamiliar place. The night before was a blur. David was the one responsible for where she was. Laddie had drunk something from a bottle that she knew must have been wine. She feared that this environment would not be appropriate for him.

It was already late in the day, almost dusk. Laddie was awake and playing with the toy he had eyed so closely last night. He smiled at her and announced he was hungry. Though there was little Star could do.

""Star, how did you sleep?" David approached her slowly hoping she wouldn't attack him or be angry for keeping her in the cave.

"The boys will take Laddie for some food, I want us to have some alone time."

"I think I should go with him David-" Star clutched her skirt nervous.

"The little man will be cool with us. Right buddy?" Paul rubbed Lad die's head playfully. Laddie nodded pushing at Paul.

Before Star could even try to go, they were already gone. Star starred at where they had left. "Star?" David came close to her resting his arms on her shoulders, pulling her closer. "What is it you are afraid of? Me? I won't hurt you Star. You're special."

"Special?"

"You can trust me." David pulled her even closer allowing his vampire powers to grab her. He kissed her on the lips, soft and tender. She was tense in his arms. He bent down and laid a trail on kisses on her neck, pushing his vampire desires deep within him. He led her to the bed. She sat down dazed. He poured two glasses of wine, handing her a glass. He smiled and took a large drink, savoring the taste. She hadn't much experience with alcohol but took a large drink, choking the taste down. It was a strange and unfamiliar taste that seemed to push her to finish the glass. David laughed and took the goblet form her. He kissed her again, this time deeper and more passionate. He craved to know about her and what the presence was that he felt about her. She seemed to only exchange his emotions and they became tangled in one another in a mass of flesh and clothing.

He lay naked next to her sleeping form. She had satisfied apart of him, but another desire still yet lingered in him. The night was still young with five hours until sunrise. He kissed her on her forehead before departing.

Marko sat quietly on the carousel, his arms resting on the metal pole in front of him. It was one of the very few times that Marko every got a chance to be by himself. Granted he like being a member of the pack, they were his family. But every once and awhile it was nice to get a chance to be on his own. Paul was a long time companion of his, they had lived next two each other since they were kids. They each had there one set of problems.

David and Dwayne had come and saved the two from a life that would only lead them down a self-destructive path. David had made them belong somewhere and for that he was grateful. Though there was this hole in him that felt left unfulfilled. Never again being to see the sun was at times hard, but he was young and those effects had yet to weigh him down to heavily.

But still being what he was had its perks. Marko had always feared death and the punishment his soul might have faced if he wore to die as a corrupt mortal. But still something was strange. Marko shifted as the carousel came to a slow stop. People got off while others bordered

When she passed by him, the world was in slow motion.

Golden long locks, tiny braids and ribbons flowing wildly around the tiny frame of a young women. She was full of energy as she glided passed him. Glancing at him only momentarily with her piercing eyes. She was dancing with laughter as her two companions locked in hands giggled past. She was wearing a loose red halter-top and a short denim skirt with red leggings. Her appearance seemed familiar in a way. The girls sat in a bench behind him. Marko could feel his throat tighten. Nerves perhaps? But why?

"Hey." Marko turned around to see who had spoken. She had short dirty blonde hair and was quite beautiful, but not like the other.

"Hey." He repeated.

"What's your name?"

"Marko." He blinked at them as they giggled and whispered behind there hands. The girl in the red remained silent. She smiled at him, staring at him with curiosity.

"I'm Leanne and this is my sister Lave."

"What kind of name is Lave?" Marko smirked.

"It's short for Lavender! You annoying prat!" Lave snapped before giggling again.

"How do you know David?" The girls grew quiet starring at Marko slightly afraid.

"What?" Marko was taken back by here. Her eyes were unreadable and her smile had melted away. "I don't know a David."

"Bullshit. I can sense his presence around you vampire." She laughed slightly. "Then I suppose you also know Dwayne." She smiled again Marko tensed.

"Who are you?"

"The question you should be asking is what she is." Lave and Lenne grinned happily.

"How is he?" She seemed concerned. Was she a lover of his, or an acquaintance?

Marko was going to ask but was cut off by the bell. The carousel stopped and an Asian woman jumped up by the girls and spoke to them in a language he could not identify. She was cold and her voice was commanding. Lenne and Lave jumped up and followed the women's retreating form. The other lingered. " Meet me at the beach in front of the boardwalk. Come alone and tell no one of me." She made to leave but hesitated turning back to him again. She studied his face, she suppressed a bemused look. She reminded him of someone. "Please Marko, don't even tell Paul or Dwayne." Marko could only nod and watch her go.

Marko walked along the beach his boots stirring sand up in all directions. There were only four hours until sunrise. The crowds of the boardwalk had faded behind him in the distance until nothing was heard. The mortals had retired to there home for the night. Marko had loved the beach in the day, the sun, the waves, and the girls. His life had been so simple before, well at least until he turned nineteen and- He pushed the negative memories back further in his mind.

The past was best left behind. David had told him that when Marko had first became a vampire. David and Dwayne had made them all a family. He had found his pack, his sense of comfort, it was all so precious to him. He didn't question them, especially David. It was just that he was so damn confused at the moment. One second he was laid back and relaxing and the next minute a whirlwind of golden locks and long sexy legs sends him becoming stiff and hard up for answers.

He was hungry. The more he tried to ignore it the more intense the fire inside him grew, coursing throughout him. He found his prey on a bench near the sidewalk. She sat alone hugging a small bag, most likely with her possessions. She had been crying, streaks of cheap mascara were smeared across her face. She drug a dirt sleeve across her cheeks and nose, making it only worse. She was pretty, late twenties and more likely a runaway or worse. An easy target.

He admires her corpse smiling through a demonic face. He had helped her. All her pain, worry and suffering had been lifted from her mind. He had quenched his thirst for now. It was hard to kill at first, his human guilt emotions still lingered. But with each drop of blood poured their life stories and their faults. They did it to themselves. At least that is what he told himself.

"What's pleasure without pain right?" The familiar female voice had startled him. He the demon inside him to subside before turning towards her.

"How do you know what I am?"

"David told me." She smiled dancing slightly on her tiptoes, fingers fiddling each other. "I haven't seen him in, well a long time. We're old friends." She offered her hand to him. "I'm Mena."

Instead of shaking Marko kissed her hand lightly. "You're a vampire."

"Nope."

"Werewolf?" He raised his eyebrow.

"Nope."

"Witch?"

"Uh ah."

"Then what?" Marko

She folded her arms behind her head. "I'm just Mena."

Marko stared at her for a few seconds before laughing. "Your going to dodge my questions aren't you?"

She shrugged, "maybe you're just not asking the right ones. Or maybe-" she stressed the word 'maybe'. "Maybe it is because I've got questions for you."

"Oh really?" He gave her a cocky smile. "Well maybe just Mena, I haven't got time for your questions." He walked away from her leaving her looking appalled.

"Ah!" She ran after him. "Wait a minute." She cut him off as he reached his bike, " just wait okay!"

Pushing past her he hopped on his bike. " What?"

"You are such a boy!"

He laughed pretending to be hurt, " your not so hot yourself in fact you're a bit annoying."

"Annoying! Annoying! Let's not go there mister, I just watched you rip the throat out of a helpless whore after she had just disclosed her troubles and even begged for you not to kill her!" She narrowed her eyebrows, " when I saw you with David and Dwayne I thought I sensed something different about you, but you know what? You're just as cold and dark and as dead as them all."

Marko jumped from his bike standing only inches from her, face to face. "What makes you think I won't do the same to you."

She smiled, standing her ground. "Because that would be a terrible mistake. Look you want to do yourself a favor, kill St-"

Marko silenced her pressing his lips harshly against hers. She pushed him away from her cursing him. He smiled and kissed her again. This time she pushed him back hard almost causing him to collide into his bike. "What was that for?"

He smiled dusting dirt of his chaps. "Sorry I just thought you were in desperate need of a kiss, don't worry it won't happen again."

"Okay. Marko I wanted to ask you a favor."

"A favor?" He smirked.

They sat on down on the hard ground. Marko felt stupid in a way, he had half expected her to kiss him back. His reaction had done the opposite then heat things up between them. Instead awkwardness had arisen between them. He cleared his throat, " you said you had to ask a favor."

"It's about David. Look I can't tell you a whole lot. I can't even make you believe me or trust me. You have got to get him away from Star."

"Star?"

"I don't trust her. God damnit I can't say anything, please just get her away from David and Dwayne, all of you." Mena's annoying taunting of him had worn off. She was sincere and what appeared to be on the verge of tears. It became clear to Marko that Mena's personality was hot and cold.

"How do you know this?" He was unsure of how to comfort the thin blonde who was holding back emotions that seemed to swell with each passing second. He gently placed his arm around her afraid of what her reaction would be. He was surprised as she tipped her head towards him.

Mena was in no hurry to push him away again. She longed for the attention he was giving her, and like a sugar-deprived child she'd take it in until she was sick. "Marko, he's my brother. I don't want anything bad to happen to him."

"David's your brother?" Marko pulled from her slightly to look into her eyes. "I guess I'm not too surprised. When I first saw you on the board walk you reminded me of him. It's just he hasn't he ever mentioned you before."

"He hasn't?" She looked hurt. 'Look, forget about me. Star is the problem." She set her eyes towards the orange glow arising dimly over the ocean. "The sun! Marko you need to get back to the cave!"

He didn't question her as her dashed to his bike and roared away. He had paused just long enough to cast Mena a glance before he departed.

I am working on a few more chapters to update in a couple days. Please review.