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Finally at home	By : AtHomeInSantacarla Category: G through L > Lost Boys Views: 843 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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It was early in the morning when Paul reached the workshop, but there was still no sign of the sun. He hoped to find David, Dwayne, and Laddie in the common room. There was still some time before the vampires had to retire to sleep.
Paul had repeatedly tried to penetrate David and Dwayne's mind to call them while driving, but the two of them had still put a protective shield over it and Paul received no response. Paul dismounted from his motorcycle and paused beside his machine, lost in thought.
The tall, blonde vampire feared that his sire might be driven by anger again, as it had been after Edgar Frog had seriously injured Marko many years ago. David had led Dwayne and Paul on an act of vengeance that night into Michael's grandfather's house, completely haphazard.
Years had passed before all four vampires recovered from the consequences of this thoughtlessness after this event. The only positive effect of that night was that Max was wiped out, irretrievably!
The Frog brothers knew exactly what they were doing, but they obviously didn't know one very important thing! If you really wanted to destroy a vampire, you had to burn its remains or leave them in direct sunlight. Paul was grateful that it hadn't come to it.
Despite the stupid circumstances, he had to grin when he imagined that Edgar or Alan might one day run into him or his brothers. Paul quickly got serious as he thought about how unpredictable David could be when he was angry. Paul did not like to think back to the time when he came back from his grave. But in that bad situation, he remembered it. Paul only knew the facts of his own resurrection. How his brothers had returned was only known from stories by David and Dwayne.
What struggled out of the grave in nineteen ninety-five was hardly to recognize as Paul. His wild, blond hair had fallen out, except for a few tufts here and there. Paul's skin had reformed, but it was still pink and thin, like paper. Paul couldn't see anything since his eyelids were still closed. His brothers wondered if his eyes would regenerate completely or if he would remain blind.
Besides that fact, Paul couldn't articulate and his thoughts were confused. It was obvious that it was actually too early for Paul to return to his family, nevertheless, something had awakened him prematurely, but his brothers were just glad that Paul, despite his poor condition, had found his way back home!
It was only six months later that Paul was his old self again. During this time, Paul would only be fed up with David's blood. David had to feed for two during these months. The vampires knew that his sire's blood was the best way to get Paul's system working again. David, Dwayne, and Marko finally wanted their always cheerful friend back.
That night back then, David and Dwayne felt the terrible agony Paul suffered when he was pushed into the tub filled with holy water. Losing him after Mako was injured broke the two vampires' hearts. That was probably one of the reasons why these stupid children had a chance to defeat the vampires on that fateful night.
At that time Paul had only left his cover to protect Star and Laddie. Had he not done so, the night would have been different. But that's how Paul was, completely selfless when it came to his extraordinary family. Paul would sacrifice his life at any time to save a member of the pack.
He knew then that Star had betrayed them, but she was still one of them, and David wanted his woman and especially little Laddie back. At that time Paul was not yet ready to give up his sister. He just hadn't counted on his willingness to help put him out of action for so long.
Paul knew exactly what he and his brothers were haughty at the time and thought they were untouchable. The vampires had simply underestimated these stupid children and paid for being that stupid.
David was the oldest and strongest of the four Lost Boys. He mastered the manipulation of people's thoughts almost perfectly and was happy to use this gift to entertain his brothers. He had been impaled on antlers after the fight against Michael and had two holes in his chest. All you could see of it today was a color deviation of the skin. David was very lucky because his heart was not hit.
David had felt that Max, his sire passed and was grateful to finally be rid of him. David had fallen into a twilight state at the time and had noticed that Michael and his grandfather had freed his body from the antlers. They did not, however, free the vampire from the pain that David's injury brought, but at least the healing process started immediately.
David had also noticed that his damaged body was wrapped in an old bed sheet and carelessly thrown into a hole in the earth behind the house. David's scars were deep, his pride was hurt and he had lost everything that was important to him. The worst thing for him was the fact that only he was to blame for his family's demise.
He had allowed himself to be manipulated by Max and had finally agreed to integrate Michael into his pack. His brothers didn't want that, but he had convinced them that it was a good idea, only for fear that Max would destroy David and his brothers, who were of David's blood.
Back then, David and his brothers had done everything to deter Michael. The vampires had succeeded in doing this, but they hadn't expected the whole story to come to an end like this.
In fact, David could have risen much earlier, but he didn't want to. He preferred to rest in the earth for a full year to recover. There were times when David woke up. He could then consciously perceive the world above him.
For this reason, David knew that Star was regularly crying at his grave and that Paul and Dwayne were in graves next to him. He heard Star talk to him and entrust her with her sorrows, but he didn't want to know what she had to say. David was unwilling to forgive her betrayal of him and his brothers.
Once when Star went to his grave again, he heard an infant crying and he heard a name, Christina. David didn't bother about it and immediately forgot about it. After this visit to David's grave, the young woman never came back, she had left Santa Carla with Michael and Christina.
When David was finally ready to leave his grave, he immediately made his way to the sunken hotel. He assumed that everything had been looted and destroyed by Michael and the others. He was worried about Marko and worried that some strange people might have used his home for their parties.
When he entered the cave, however, he was relieved to find that everything was exactly the same as he had left with Paul and Dwayne a year ago. David also found Marko exactly where he fell from his sleeping place a year earlier after Edgar had pounded the stake in his chest.
David was happy again that this asshole had missed Marko's heart. Even so, Marko had lost almost all of his blood. His cheeks were sunken and his skin had turned gray. Back then, David had carefully lifted Marko off the floor and hid him in one of the rooms in the back of the cave.
He regularly brought victims for Marko into the cave, mostly homeless people that nobody would miss. David didn't want to be noticed. Everyone thought he was dead and David wanted it to stay that way.
Marko was unable to drink on his own and David had no choice but to force the blood into Marko's throat. Marko blossomed a little more every day and finally, David started to wake up Marko. He knew he had to be careful so that nothing went wrong.
It had already happened that resurrected vampires had lost their minds and got completely out of control. There had been no other option but to destroy them. David didn't want to risk that at all. David knew what to do, just be careful!
Paul considered that Dwayne had returned three years after Marko was back. You could see nothing of the traumatic injuries the dark-haired vampire had suffered.
Dwayne insisted, however, that the injured arm that was torn off in the explosion when the arrow in Dwayne's chest bored into the music system didn't work as well as the other.
He had pain in the wrist now and then. He also suffered from memory problems. He couldn't remember what happened in Michael's grandfather's house. David kept telling Dwayne what had happened back then.
At first, Dwayne always forgot where he put his things. He often looked for his beloved books, jacket, and motorcycle key. Finally, Dwayne got used to putting his things in certain places, which made his life a lot easier.
Dwayne was also the one who meticulously sorted the tools into the red toolbox in the cave so that he didn't have to constantly search for everything. Dwayne liked to retreat there when he wanted to be alone. He preferred to work on the Lost Boys' bikes undisturbed instead of using the workshop when everyone was at home.
He gladly left the workshop to David, who fixed all sorts of vehicles there for the mayor and his people. It was part of the deal between David and the head of the town. David hated it, but he saw that there had to be some rules. This was the only way that the pack could stay in the city they loved. This work also brought good money.
Paul knew that he should have checked to see if his brothers were at home, but he still lit another cigarette before entering the workshop. He sighed and really hoped that the events of nineteen eighty-seven would not happen again.
Paul threw the cigarette, which he hadn't smoked completely, into the metal barrel next to the entrance. He then crossed the workshop and opened the steel door hidden by a shelf to enter the private rooms of the vampires.
The shelf, in which spare parts for all kinds of vehicles were, stood on wheels and was attached to the door. To open the door, he had to enter a security code into his smartphone. Of course, only the vampires and since a few weeks Laddie knew the code. The door then remained open for two minutes before it automatically closed again.
Paul went into the common room where David, Dwayne, and Laddie were already waiting for him. "Damn it, Paul," David rant. "Where have you been all the time?"
Paul looked at his sire with raised eyebrows. "I called for you," he answered offended. "But obviously someone is hiding his thoughts from me!" Of course, everyone was totally tense and Paul and David looked at each other annoyed.
Then David looked down and went over to Paul. He put a hand on his shoulder and smiled painedly. Dwayne sat on the arm of a sofa and watched them silently. Laddie was lying on the sofa. He looked like he was completely intoxicated. Paul didn't even notice. He smiled back and sat on a chair. He freed himself from Christina's bag and threw it over to David. He caught the bag with one hand. "What am I supposed to do with it?" He asked.
"Christina's bag and Marko's demolished motorcycle is all I've found," Paul said angrily. "We'll find Marko and Christina," replied David, sounding very sure. Then David looked over at Laddie. Paul followed his gaze and finally noticed Laddie's condition.
He looked at Dwayne questioningly. He didn't look too pleased and was about to say something, but David got there first. "Don't you want to welcome our newest family member, Paul?", he asked.
Paul shook his head, frowning. "You can't be serious," Paul said. "In this shitty situation, are you making him one of us? You must have lost your mind! It's totally risky!"
David laughed once. "The timing couldn't be better," he replied confidently. "The two assholes obviously know about us, but they have no idea about Laddie! Laddie also knows Christina's friend, and she's with one of the two guys!"
Paul grimaced without understanding. "You want to confront a newborn vampire with these guys? You can't seriously consider that!" The tall, blonde vampire looked at Dwayne for help.
He didn't seem to like the idea very much either, because Dwayne had sired Laddie, but he just looked at the floor in silence. David was the boss and Dwayne trusted him. When it came to it, David's word was law and for usual David knew what he was doing!
David sighed. "Paul, I'm not going to confront Laddie with them," he said. "But as we all know, he has known this Zoe for a long time. She trusts him. She will ask him to come into her house, and then she renders powerless towards us. She doesn't know that Laddie is a vampire, and these guys know that neither!"
Paul looked thoughtfully from David to Dwayne. "But he doesn't go there alone?" He asked. Dwayne shook his head. "No, we're all going," he answered firmly. "These guys have Marko and Christina, we'll take something from them too! Laddie will help us with that!"
David smiled. "And we won't even have any problems because of that," he said. "They mainly hunt werewolves. If we take out these useless guys, the mayor is in our debt. This way we protect not only our family but also the pack of wolves! We would have the opportunity to significantly improve our situation in this city! "
Paul nodded, but he wasn't sure what to make of it. David went to him and put his hand on Paul's cheek. "Don't worry, Paul. You are my brothers, my children. What happened back then will not happen again. This time we will not be guided by our anger," David promised. "This time we have a plan! I can't lose you again!"
It was time for the vampires to retreat to their chamber. Dwayne helped Laddie to his feet. "Come on boy," he said. "You can't stay here, we all sleep together as a pack. You have to get used to sleeping like a real vampire!"
Laddie was still grinning, intoxicated, then spotted Paul and stumbled toward him. Paul started to laugh. "Slowly my friend," he said. "Welcome, now you're finally one of us! Took you long enough!"
"Wasn't that easy," Laddie slurred. "But with the help of the two, I was able to get it done!" In the chamber, Dwayne helped his fledgling take off his shoes and socks. Paul showed Laddie that he just needed to hover to the iron bar that was attached to two walls. "Just say in your mind that you want to rise there," Paul smiled. "Then the rest will happen on its own!" A few minutes later, the four vampires were hanging upside down on the iron bar, as it should be for a real vampire. Until the sun went down again, they were dead to the world!
Before the vampires woke up, Michael and Sam had made half of their way to Santa Carla. Lucy would take care of Robin and Denise while Michael was away. Michael was still convinced that going to Santa Carla was absolutely not a good idea. This trip brought back all the memories he had suppressed for many years.
Nobody knew what was actually going on in the man. Like the rest of his family, Michael was traumatized after the events with the vampires. However, he felt guilty. He had liked the Lost Boys no matter what they were.
He was so horrified at the time about the violent behavior that Edgar and Alan had shown. Michael wondered which hole the two of them had crawled from, they were not quite clear in the head.
Michael and Sam made faster progress than Christina a few months earlier. They took turns driving and didn't need to take as many breaks. Sam was driving and was about to head for a motorway station. "We have to fill up here," he told his brother. "Would you like some coffee too?"
Michael had slept. He looked over at his brother and nodded. "Let's go in there," he replied. "I could use some food too!" Sam nodded and got out of the car. After filling the tank, he drove his SUV into the parking lot of the small restaurant and went in with Michael.
The two sat silently opposite each other for a few minutes after the waitress brought them the food and drink that Sam and Michael had previously ordered and paid for at the counter.
"You know we would have been faster if we would have taken a flight?", Nagged Michael. "We still have a few kilometers to go and will lose valuable time if the situation is as dangerous for Christina as you want me to believe!"
Sam looked offended at his brother. "I'm not the one who put the girl in this situation," he finally replied reproachfully. "It is not so easy to get a suitable flight quickly, so I preferred to go by car!"
Michael looked angry. "I had no idea that she was moving to this cursed city," he justified, brusquely. "I assumed that she would stay with this friend until she found her own apartment. After all, she has obligations."
Sam looked at his brother with his eyebrows raised. "Michael, I haven't understood you for a long time," replied Sam. "What happened to my sensitive brother who always believed in fairness?"
"How am I supposed to understand that?" Michael asked in astonishment. "I'm still the same man I used to be!" Sam gave a short laugh. "No, my friend, you haven't been this man in a long time," Sam explained. Sam glanced out of the window for a moment before continuing. "To be honest, you turned yourself into a very unjust asshole! Christina was always trying to please you, she practically brought up your children! And she did a damn good job! But instead of being grateful for her help you gave her a hard time! Michael, you were the only father she ever had! Jesus, why don't you see that I'm right? "
Michael glared at his brother. "You have no idea," he moaned. "When Star was pregnant with her at the time, I really hoped that she was my child! I made up my mind to love this child, even though I may not be the father! The midwife put her into my arms after birth. I looked at her and she smiled up at me, I had the feeling that David was smiling at me. I was so disappointed and the last feelings I still had for my wife died. Christina changed everything!"
Sam looked at his brother thoughtfully. "Michael, your stepdaughter is just as much a victim as we were back then," he said with a smile. "She didn't choose that, and she didn't do anything wrong."
Michael shook his head. "You don't understand me! I don't understand myself," he justified. "David offered me his friendship back then. I wanted his appreciation. He asked me for this friendship even when he had lost everything. I thought I would do the right thing if I killed him. But it wasn't right! My love for Star died with David, and everything that held us together afterward was this shared experience! Why don't you all see that we were the monsters back then?"
Michael looked out the window in silence for a few minutes. "I've been telling myself over the years that there was only one way, but I lied to myself! After Star's death, my mistake became clear to me. It was never Christina I hated, I hate myself! I hate myself for killing David and I hate for helping to kill his brothers! Everything I inflicted on Christina was actually because I hated me all the years! David was a good friend and I destroyed him because he was different!"
Sam was completely horrified and jumped out of his chair after realizing what his brother had just confessed to him and threw his cutlery on the plate. "You're not ticking cleanly," he roared, and he didn't care that the other guests were staring at him.
"How dare you even consider being one of them? But well, then I'm sure you'll be happy if I tell you that your friends are back! I don't know how they did it, but they're not dead!" After these words, Sam rushed out of the restaurant, he urgently needed fresh air!
Christina opened her eyes many miles from the restaurant where Sam and Michael were sitting. She had a terrible headache and a crust had formed over the laceration Ted had done to her with his gun. Christina felt terrible but still tried to sit up. When she finally succeeded, she threw up. She shouldn't have been drinking so much!
It was a while before she could remember the events of the night and she looked around in confusion. She had no idea where she was. The room was dark and she felt something hard beneath her. When she was finally able to sit up, she found that she had been lying on a dusty steel cot.
Terrified, trying to see something. There didn't seem to be any windows in the room, but after a while, her eyes got used to the darkness and she could see the dim shapes of the cold room.
Then she heard someone moan and heard something that sounded like the clink of heavy chains. "Hello," she called uncertainly. The other person groaned again. "Hello, who's there?", she asked aloud.
The chains clinked again. The moan rang again. "Damn it," she heard a male voice swear. "Christina," the voice whispered. "It's me, Marko," Christina remembered the change she saw on Marko's face after the crash with his motorcycle.
Christina panicked. She had to get out of there. Marko had been chained to a wall with chains attached to the wall. His body still hurt from the holy water that Ted had shot into his body. But he was still much better than a few hours ago.
The amount of holy water was nowhere near enough to seriously injure the vampire, but Marko was still weak. He saw that Christina was afraid of him, which was logical in his eyes. Still, he had to convince her that the only way to escape this situation was to work together!
Marko could imagine where Ted had taken him and Christina. As much as he hated this man, he could only congratulate him on choosing the prison he was in. That bastard seemed to know exactly what he was doing!
Marko was right in his guess. After he put the young woman and the vampire out of action, Ted had carelessly put them in the trunk of his car. Ted was annoyed that he had ruined his best suit in doing this!
He had then pulled his smartphone out of his pocket and tried to reach William, but he was obviously too busy to answer his phone! As a result, Ted had been driving aimlessly through the city with his prisoners in the trunk for half an hour.
Then he remembered that the old slaughterhouse on the outskirts had been empty for a few years. Tedrick didn't think long. He had the necessary tools with him to get into the building. With a grin, he had decided that this was an appropriate place for the vampire and his female company.
There he could experiment with William on the prisoners. The two could scream the soul out of their bodies, nobody would hear them! He brought Christina inside first. He put her down on a steel table and didn't bother to tie her up in any way. He would easily cope with this little person.
He used his flashlight to light the walls and smiled when he spotted the heavy chains hanging from the wall. "Bingo," he said aloud. "Just the right thing for the bloodsucker!"
He brought Marko into the room and wrapped the chains around his wrists and ankles. Fortunately, the key was in the rusty lock on the heavy steel door. Ted locked the door and took the key with him, then he went back to the car and tried to reach Bill again. After a few minutes he gave up and drove home, eventually, Bill would show up there!
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