This is it! The final chapter of my first ever Lost Boys fanfic! Yay! It's rather sad, actually, that this story is over but never fear! It's only one in a trilogy! Be on the look out for the next story in the series, And Then There Were Two. I should start posting that one pretty soon. Thank you, everyone, who has read it this far and who has commented. I really appreciate it! I loved writing this story, I love writing the next one and I can't wait to write the third installment. Thanks again!
Moments into the ride Detta realized she needn't hold on to David as tightly as she thought. Her sense of balance and strength heightened, she merely had to grip onto the back of the seat as David wove the bike through the streets and to the semi-deserted Boardwalk. They both dismounted and walked, Detta peering around the ghost town.
"Don't you need people around in order to hunt?" she asked sarcastically.
He shot her an evil look then led her down the steps and onto the beach. The ocean breeze assaulted her skin and she could feel the sand through her boots. On the air, wafting towards her, was the scent of blood and alcohol. It was like smelling sugar cookies baking at Christmas. If Detta were a dog, she'd be salivating. She looked around her; the dark ocean vibrant, the stars brighter than she could ever imagine. She could see the nuts and bolts holding the roller coaster together even though she was hundreds of yards from it. The smell of smoke found its way to her nose and it was then that she could hear laughter and yells, bottles clanking together. There weren't many people but she was craving and soon there would be even less.
She started walking towards the fire when she was wrenched back and underneath the Boardwalk, pinned against one of the supports. Had she been human, she would have only been able to see black but now, everything was crystal clear. She could see the grains in the wooden poles ahead of her, the sand spread around her and David's face, nose to nose with her own, his gloved hand resting on her neck, his other arm over her head.
"Get away from me," she mumbled as she pushed his chest but he only returned with more force, more strength than she had and pinned her once again. She looked up into his eyes and snarled. "What do you want?"
David smirked and cocked his head to the side as if he were talking to a child. "You're going to have to learn to close off that mind of your's, Detta."
"Really," she said sardonically. "Max already mentioned that. Thanks."
"You have to make it so it's like blinking, second nature. Otherwise you leave yourself open."
He moved his free hand to her waist, massaging the skin underneath her dress. She beat away his hand, her sneer deepening. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"
David leaned his mouth to her ear, whispering, "I see you in your head, and Marko, and every other guy you've fucked. You look to be pretty good and your body, well, these eyes are like x-ray specs. I already know about that."
"Let me go." Detta struggled underneath David's grasp but she hadn't the strength that came with the years he had behind him. She was a fledging compared to him.
"You'll never be let go, Detta. Not by me, not by any of the boys. We're all curious for a taste. How about satisfying mine?"
He moved his hand down her side and to her leg, slowly creeping it up her dress, his lips brushing her neck, his hand still firm around her throat. Suddenly her maneuver on David her first night at the video store burst into her head. She grabbed the fingers of his wandering hand and twisted them, contorting his arm into what should have been a painful position. She wrapped her leg around his and kicked out his knee, causing him to fall into her. He released her neck, trying to steady himself. She shimmied herself out from under his weight on her and ran from underneath the Boardwalk, out into the moonlight and gentle haze of the artificial lights above her. She stood firm, staring at David in the dark, poised for attack. He came stumbling out from the darkness, a smirk on his face. She should have kept running but it was futile now. He would catch her if she tried. She walked backwards as he walked towards her, she on alert. As soon as she was within arm's reach, he threw his arm around her shoulders and brought her close to him in a half-hug as he directed their walk towards the bonfire.
"Every girl we've turned has failed that test until now."
Detta stopped, shock filling her face. "Test? That was a test?" she shrieked.
David nodded. "Loyalty is very important amongst vampires, Detta. Letting a little slut into our midst could tear the group apart."
"David, I thought you were going to rape me. If that's what you do, why wouldn't they fight it?"
He smirked. "It's part of the package. We're irresistible."
Detta scoffed. "Don't flatter yourself buddy."
He shook his head. "That's not what I mean. We seduce. Sometimes it's how we prey. And it's an excellent means to weed out the victims from the hunters. If you weren't seductive before, you are now or you will be once you kill. Maybe it's pheromones. I don't know. Sometimes it's easier to just turn it on and let your food come to you."
"You guys did that to me," she frowned, looking up at David. "You 'turned it on' and I fell into your lap."
David's laugh echoed over the ocean. "Don't be so melodramatic. We didn't need it. You wouldn't have been susceptible anyway, from what I just saw. Besides, Marko went to you, remember? And you resisted."
"But not for long."
"Long enough. Now shut up and lets eat." David released her shoulders and walked ahead of her, surveying the scene. After a moment, he turned to her. "Take any of them but the girl is mine. Lets see how you approach this."
Detta looked off at the bonfire, seeing the same picture David had: three boys and one girl sitting around the fire. She looked back to David but he was gone and that screeching filled the air. She looked up to see him soaring above her. The sight took her breath away but now she knew where that screech had come from. It was the boys when they flew. Flew? They can fly. Can she fly? She hadn't the faintest idea how to go about it but when she looked up, David, in full vampire form, pointed to the bonfire. She had no choice but to go by foot.
She walked quickly to the fire and could see the people gathered around it more clearly than before. All except the girl were drunk and before she could come within their sight, one of the boys wandered away, presumably to take a piss. And he did. Into the ocean. Detta swallowed the disgusted look she knew had found it's way to her face and once she knew the boy was finished, she started walking towards him. How should she do this? Should she seduce him? Or just attack? She would let her body decide.
The boy spun around, his face ridden with drunkenness, his eyes mere slits. He tried speaking but the words merely came out as slurs that Detta didn't care to decipher. She walked up to him and grabbed the beer bottle from his hand, tossing it aside. She grabbed onto his shirt to steady him, hardly being able to stand up on his own. Screams began to echo from the fire and the boy she was holding, no more than twenty, sobered remarkably fast. Both he and Detta looked toward the scene and they both saw blood spurting every which way. The boy tried to run but Detta held firm, surprised at her own strength. The boy looked back at her and what he saw was not her original face but that of a hungry vampire. She could feel her eyes burning, knowing they were that same fire-red color she had seen in Marko and David's eyes.
She snarled and threw her face into the boy's neck, ripping away his skin with her teeth. He flailed and screamed, slapping at her, trying to get her away but her grip was like a vice. Her teeth latched on to his neck as his life flowed into her body. His heart was pumping madly, forcing more blood out of his body than he wanted to give up. Within moments his arms fell, his wails stopped and he lay limp in her arms. His heart beat slower and slower and when it beat its final tick, Detta released her mouth from the wound and let the body drop to the ground.
She was breathing heavily; feeling the changes her body was finishing. If she had a soul, if it existed, then she just felt it die. Every human emotion she had, especially for humans, died with it. The memories of what once was her family, her birth parents, her brothers, her sister, faded away to be replaced with her new brothers, her new lover, her new father. Vampiric emotions replaced human ones, overshadowed them with a power that left the human side of her in the dark. She had a bond to her family; she felt love for Marko that quashed what she had felt before. Love?
She could feel the wind the ships at sea created. She could feel the anger brewed by the lover's quarrel in Oregon. She could feel Marko smile, knowing she had completed her transformation. She looked down at her chest and saw the blood. She wiped it up with her fingers and brought them to her mouth, savoring the taste like a filet mignon. The pounding of feet on sand wrenched her from her euphoria as the girl came running towards her. She must have seen the blood on Detta's face and her friend slumped at her feet because she screamed and changed course. Detta pivoted after her and grasped her frail figure in her arms; the dainty girl was no match for the vampire holding her.
"She's mine."
The girl continued to scream and Detta was forced to put a hand over her mouth to silence her. David's words carried like a yell on the wind when, instead, he had merely spoken them.
"Then kill her, David! We can't leave her alive."
The girl was taller than Detta and even though she was stronger, the flailing girl was beginning to become difficult to hold on to. David grabbed the girl's arm and Detta let go, knowing he had her.
"Quiet." As David spoke, the girl silenced, as if her mute button had been pushed. She stopped trying to resist and stared into his eyes. "I won't hurt you." Detta mouthed the word 'liar' behind the girl's back and David smirked at her then quickly returned his gaze to the girl. "Where are you sleeping tonight?"
The girl shrugged. "Here, I guess."
She was transfixed, seemingly not seeing the carnage around her.
"You don't want to go home?"
The girl shook her head. "Anything is better than there. Are you going to kill me?"
Detta could hear fear and, for the first time, she saw an endearing smile on David's face.
"Come with me and I won't."
"No. I think I'll stay here." David stood up straight and frowned. "Not tonight. I'll be here tomorrow. I swear."
Detta crossed her arms over her chest. "David?"
He flitted his gaze to Detta before returning it to the girl. "If you're not, I will kill you. I'm a good hunter and I'll find you wherever you may go."
The girl flinched and Detta could feel her fear, smell it emanating from her pores.
"Tomorrow night. I'll find you on the Boardwalk."
David shook his head. "No. I'll find you."
Detta bit back a scoff. Was what she was feeling right? Did this girl have a crush on David? She just saw him slaughter her friends and now she wants to fuck him. It then dawned on her. What she was seeing was his seduction turned to full throttle. She didn't feel it before but now she could feel the pull. The girl was afraid and intrigued at the same time. Detta frowned, trying to comprehend the scene.
David walked up next to her and whispered, "Don't try to understand."
Detta rolled her eyes and smirked at the girl. She was looking at her, question marks in her eyes. "I'm not his girlfriend," Detta reassured her. "Be thankful you didn't end up like your friends. Especially since I'm still hungry."
David chuckled, putting a hand on Detta shoulder. "Don't mind her. She's new." David lowered his voice and whispered into Detta's ear. "Say hello to my new toy. She won't remember any of this tomorrow."
Detta raised her eyebrow after him as he walked over to the girl.
"I'll meet you at your bike," she called after him. He raised his hand in recognition of her words and continued walking with the girl. Before she completely blocked him out, Detta heard him ask her what her name was.
"Star," she replied in a strong yet floating voice."
End
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