Whenthesandrunsout: Thank you for sticking through to the end :) This chapter is dedicated to you.

There will only be one more chapter (which will be long) then the epilouge because I am working on another fanfic.

Thank you all for reading.

Janie


They weren't sure how long he had been like this. They had found him only moments ago neither able to speak in fear of their pack mates anger. Paul was sitting on the altar's mud stained steps, the limp body of his dead lover resting in his arms. Her head was facing his chest away from them.

"Paul." Marko swallowed.

Paul looked up to them, his eyes unrecognizable.

Marko advanced with the up most caution. "It's okay man."

Paul gazed down at the young women in his arms and moved her hair back to expose the unhealed wounds on her neck.

"They turned her," Dwayne whispered under his breath. "Paul she is gone."

Marko kneeled next to Paul and placed his hand gently on his shoulder.

Paul ignored Marko pulling her closer to him. "We could of saved her."

Dwayne lingered close to Paul and Marko ready to take flight if anything happened.

"David didn't know until it was to late man."

"It makes no difference now." Paul smiled bitterly.

They all sat in silence; they had been giving orders and had carried them out and found Paul.

Krystal was dead and they all knew it. They had only known her for a short time. But because of Paul and being his brothers, they had been connected. Even though they each grieved different they felt Paul's pain. They were going to stand by Paul until he could let go.

"She was strong to get this far." Marko half smiled. "Look at her, had it been any other mortal they would of died before morning. She had the power to push herself bro. She was trying to make it back home, to you."

Paul gently laid a kiss on her hand, and exhaled. "What now?"

Dwayne stood, and turned to face them. "We go home, and go from there."

Marko shrugged at Paul and offered to help him up. Paul shook his head and tightened his grip on her and stood, his eyes watching as Krystal's hand slipped from her body to tangle towards the ground. He choked back his emotions turning his face to stone.

"How touching!" The boy's attention jerked towards the door. Two men stood in the doorway flanked by four other larger goons all leering to men. The one known as Dan stepped forward his sharp tooth grin spread open wide for them. " It's a shame isn't it? Never the less I was going to kill her anyways. She saved me the trouble really."

Dwayne in front of Paul well aware the vampire may explode.

Marko jumped forward, "You killed her!"

"No, I merely drank from her, she was the one who escaped only to weaken and die." The taller vampire gave them a wicked smirk. "You know considering your David's pack, I am very unimpressed. I was expecting a lot more."

"How do you know David?" Dwayne's breathing was heavy. They were out numbered, but they had rage and anger on their side.

Dan cracked his knuckles, "I don't. I've heard of him. Max is one of the oldest vampires around. I thought that him and David would become useful." He scratched his chin. "But I guess we weren't good enough to study from the great Max."

They Boys remained silent not knowing whether to ask questions or rip out his throat. Paul was still growling at them.

Dan's band of vampires closed in around them. "I have been watching you all for months. I noticed the little blood whore that worked at Max's video store and her little friend. Paul isn't it? You just couldn't take your eyes off her from across the boardwalk. I was hoping to cozy myself with them and get to you. A vampire's lust, and jealous nature is a great weakness. It worked out well and you couldn't stand to see her wrapped around my body." He sneered.

"Fuck you." Paul was reaching his breaking point. He laid Krystal across a pew.

"She stayed in town and found you. You're a bunch of fools, David is on his way I'm sure. I get my opportunity to prove to Max, who is stronger."

"There is only room in Santa Carla for one pack." Paul now full in vampire form spat; his demonic eyes hungry for blood.

Dan's pack was standing ready. "That pack will be us!" Dan growled and sprang towards the unprepared Marko.

Dwayne reached the closest one and tackled him to the ground biting the man's hands that were squirming to grasp Dwayne. The man howled with pain and Dwayne was able to take a firm hold on his thin neck and snapped it with heaving noise. Dan's right hand man Zeke dug his nails into Dwayne's back and ripped at his flesh before throwing Dwayne into a row of pews. He reduced on bench to splinters as his heavy form crashed down.

Marko was pinned against the wall struggling against the larger vampire, his hands clamped tight around the enemy's neck. Marko's muscles began to ache at the force of the other mans weight pushing down on his arms to break free.

Paul had already ripped a much large foe. In full rage he had brutally tore the man's arms from his sockets. He sunk his fangs into the screaming man's neck as he took hold of the man's hair and using his teeth as a cutting device ripped his head halfway from his body. Blood spurted from the arteries causing Paul to sink his teeth in further licking at the veins, his tongue ravishing the flesh.

Zeke and Dan were once again only two as Dwayne and Paul together clashed apart the third man. Paul angrily shook his wild hair blood dripping down his chest. They turned on Zeke who was quite stronger than they thought.

Marko was loosing his struggle with Dan. Dan dug his claws into Marko's forearms causing his grip to weaken. Dan now free and enraged grabbed Marko single handed by the throat and pulled him up towards the ceiling, Marko's his feet scrapping the floor bottom. Dan let out a cruel laugh. "The littlest one dies first!"

"No you do!" David roared as he flew into Dan who lost balance and released Marko. Marko fell to the floor clutching his neck.

David stopped next to Paul and Dwayne. Zeke gathered him self from the floor and scurried like a rat behind his bigger companion. David had a fowl look on his face as he examined Dan and his weak childe. David's eyes fell on the body of Krystal who lay lifeless against the paint chipped white pew. His body tensed and his stomach heaved, guilt racking at his spirit.

"Just you." Dan announced.

David nodded.

They circled each other for a brief moment, sizing the other up.

David made the first move towards him Dan only closed the gap. Dan was intent and ripping David into pieces as she slashed in ever direction. David shoved Dan back from him. They both flew at each other and caught the other in mid-air. Dan managed to fling David from him. David landed on feet only to laugh. "That's all you got?" Dan sprung from the wall spread eagle his fangs desperate to connect into flesh.

David caught Dan, and whirled him around with a deafening crack to smash into the floor coming to rest next to Marko's feet.

In one motion David had snapped his life.

Zeke in desperation lifted a long splintered stake, one of his following comrades above his head. "Die!" David turned to face Zeke. There was total silence as Zeke rammed the blade at David.

Marko stepped forward unbelieving. "David?"

David took a step back, his hand held over his heart. He turned to face his pack members, horror on his normally hard eyes. He moved his hand away. To his astonishment it was clean, no blood. He faced Zeke.

Zeke dropped the knife; with a dull ding it hit the floor. He tried to speak but blood sputtered from his mouth. His eyes fell to his chest, a thick splitter of the pew protruding out of him. His hands shaking he reached for the wood. He convulsed and crumbled to the floor, the deep red blood pooling around him

The lost boys eyes shifted from the withering vampire to the small form that stood where his shadow had been.

Paul pushed past Dwayne and Marko. "Krystal?"

Krystal stood still, afraid of what Paul would think of her now. Her mortal self had died on the alter, in it's place stood a vampire. She stood taller, her skin pale and her form glowing even with messy hair and blood stained clothing.

David held stretched out his arm stopping Paul. David's attention was unwavering from her body. "You saved my life." "I doubted your loyalty." He raised his head higher and bite his lip. "After what I put you in you could of let me die." He walked towards her and stuck out his hand, "I'm sorry."

She studied his hand with uncertainty. After a moments thought she smiled and nodded in approval. She denied him a handshake and instead flung her arms around his waist and hugged him. David stood awkward for a moment before returning her smile and hug. He let go and pushed her gentle towards Paul who was still in utter shock.

"You were dead." He said.

"Technically I still am."

"I love you." Paul blurted out.

"I know." She laughed at him and his idea of timing.

He pulled her into his arms and kissed her lips hungry. She pulled back blushing her eyes flashing sideways aware that they were being watched.

"Kat told me that the change in my condition would take awhile."

"Kat? She is dead." David pointed out.

"No I've seen her."


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