Chapter 4

Disclaimer: Don't own Lost Boys. If I did I would be a VERY happy woman…

Rated: M for all the same reasons as last chapter…

A/N: Sorry for the wait…depression has slowly been eating at my insides. But I'm better now and here is chapter 4. And sorry it's short.

"What the hell," the gang leader turns around to see what seems to be a wolf with dark fur and crimson red eyes growling at him, teeth beard. "What the fuck," the wolf jumps and in a n instant the leader shoves the panicked Edgar to the floor. His two minions do the same with Alan. The three one, leaving only the one holding the gun to Mr. Jackson's head.

"Don't even think about it wolfy," with a shaky hand he points the gun at the rapid animal. The wolf lunges forward and bites into the man's leg, which causes a painful cry from the man. "You motherfucker!" He shakes his leg, trying to rid himself of the beast but the teeth are embedded into his skin. "Let go of me!" the wolf knocks him over and drags him across the floor. And just like that the man was gone in a flash, just like the wolf.

"What the fuck," Mr. Jackson mumbles before seeing if Edgar then Alan are alright. "Are you two alright?" both nod. Edgar begins to look around for Jill.

"Where's Jill," Edgar's voice is distant as he looks around with hollow eyes. "Where's my daughter?"

Looking around, Alan notices a young woman with dark brown hair and baby blue eyes standing not to far from where the man and the wolf disappeared. She was holding a sleeping Jill in her arms. Alan gets up, standing tall as he walks over to the woman who smiles at him.

"You must be Alan Frog. My name is Lizzie," Alan stops and stares at her for a second before reaching out for Jill. "Oh, Jill is fine. Got a nasty cut but it's nothing a good rest and some medicine can't cure. But I think you should worry about Edgar over there. He doesn't seem to well," Alan turns around swiftly to see Edgar hunched over in Mr. Jackson's arms.

"Edgar?" no reply. Edgar?" still no reply.

"Alan, I think Edgar is in shock. We need to get him to the hospital," Alan stares at Edgar before nodding his head. He turns back around to Lizzie.

"I'll arrange for Madison to pick us up," she grabs what looks to be a walkie talkie and mutters something Alan doesn't understand into it. Alan stares at her with his famous glare as she does so. She smiles at him as she puts away her walkie talkie. "She's on her way."

"I want to know who the fuck you are and why you are helping us?" Alan voice was cold.

"Have you forgotten already young pup? We are the team that my older sister Nicole assigned to you for protection," Alan's face lights up slightly and he visibly relaxes.

"And what happened to that man?" Lizzie giggles.

"Oh him, he'll be of no threat any longer. That was Derrick." A car horn is heard from outside. Everyone heads to the car except for Mr. Jackson.

"Alan, call me when you know something about Edgar," Alan nods before getting into the car with Edgar.

Back at the Emerson's…..

"Mom, do you smell that? It smells like animal blood! And its coming from that room over there," both Jesse and Sam make a run for the door before grandpa steps in the way.

"Grandpa, what's in that room?" Sam asks. Grandpa gives them a look.

"This room is off limits to everyone but me," both Sam and Jesse give their grandpa the puppy dog look. But he shakes his head. "Nope."

"Now you two, listen to your grandpa," both twins look at Lucy with a somewhat sadden look. Lucy rolls her eyes. "What don't you guys head down to the boardwalk later after lunch," their expressions brighten.

"Really!"

"We can go alone?"

Lucy laughs at the two. "You can go as long as you take Michael. He needs to have some fun too," Jesse crosses her arms. Sam bites his lip.

"Do we have to take Michael? He's no fun and he always wants to do everything he wants to do," Jesse wines. But Lucy gives her a look.

"No Michael, no boardwalk," Sam and Jesse give each other a look before nodding their heads. Lucy smiles. "Good, now that is all cleared up, let's have some lunch. We are having stake," again, the twins expressions brighten up and they head off to the kitchen screaming something about stake and starving to death.

Michael is standing in the corner, watching the scene take place. "You didn't have to do that Mom. I can take care of myself," Lucy turns and looks at Michael.

"Michael, this town is filled with vampires and rogue wolves. The last thing I want is for you to get bitten," she gives him a small smile.

"Why not. If I get bitten, then I'll just be like everyone else in this fucked up family."

"Michael! Don't use that tone of voice with me!" but Michael just gives Lucy a smirk before turning and heading out the door. "Sorry you had to cook for me mom. Just give my stake to the dogs," and with that he was gone.

"MICHAEL EMERSON!" Lucy begins to head towards the door but Grandpa stops her.

"Just let him be Lucy," Lucy turns to her dad, a frown on her face.

Later that night…

"Mommy, Uncle Dwayne is being mean to me!" a young girl about five years old with long platinum blond hair and baby blue eyes, runs up to her mother who is standing near the fountain.

"How is he being mean to you?" Marco looks down at his daughter who is looking up at him with the pouty face.

"He said I can't go hunting with you guys because I'm just a little girl who doesn't know anything," Marco looks towards Dwayne with a look that could kill.

"Dwayne, what the hell," Dwayne shrugs.

"It's the truth Marco. She shouldn't come with us," Marco was about to stomp over to Dwayne before Paul goes over and punches him in the face, causing Dwayne to fall over.

"Leave my Delilah alone! If she want to come, then she wants to come!" Paul walks over to Marco and Delilah. Paul picks up Delilah. "You OK sweetie?"

"Yeah daddy," she gives Paul a hug.

Dwayne, rubbing his burning cheek, looks over toward Paul. "What the hell is wrong with you people today?" Paul and Marco was about to say something before David walks into the room.

"Why don't you all just shut the fuck up," all look over to David, who is holding his 5 year old son, Matthew.

"Sorry David," everyone mutters. David puts down Matthew who runs over to Delilah, who Paul puts down as well.

"Hey Lilly, ya wanna go play?" Delilah smiles at him.

"Of course! Lets go play 'Scare the old man then eat him!'" Matthew shakes his head and both of them run off into the night.

"Don't go to far until we get ready to go," Paul yells.

"Man, those two love to play around with the old folk," Paul places his arm around Marco's shoulders.

"Of course they do babe," Paul leans down and gives Marco a kiss.

"Alright you two, let's get ready to head out," David turns back into the shadows and disappears.

A/N: ugh, this chapter sucks -_- sorry about that. *hangs head* I fail at writing. I promise next chapter will be longer and better than this….I swear it!