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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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Supernatural Families
Donald entered the room Marko had just left with Christina. He couldn't believe it, this adorable young woman was the daughter of this cunning vampire, whom Carl Owens, the mayor, had told him about. Donald had noticed the platinum blond bloodsucker. He was not the most friendly creature.
Christina would have to quit her job at the Boardwalkkids in the next few days if she would become one of them. Maybe she would be able to work more hours with Donald in the pool hall if the bloodsuckers would allow it. Donald liked Christina as much as his customers liked her. The young woman did outstanding work. After all, she couldn't help her origins. But he would have to wait and see.
Donald was a little surprised at his own perception, because only when she had left the old slaughterhouse with this vampire did he notice that the smell of these blood-sucking creatures was attached to her. Actually, he should have recognized immediately that she in some way was involved with the vampires. His sense of smell was as sensitive as that of a vampire, even if he belonged to another species.
Well, maybe that was due to the fact that there were so many different scents in the air on the boardwalk and the surrounding area. That could cloud your senses. Still, he couldn't afford such mistakes, it could easily cost him his life!
Christina was actually the enemy of his kind, at least she was one of the enemies. Werewolves and vampires actually hated each other! Typically, werewolves and vampires were very territorial and would defend an area they claimed to their hearts' content. At least, they had to share the "food".
In Santa Carla, however, the situation was somewhat different. Both species had settled in this city many decades ago, long before Donald became a werewolf. Every year in Santa Carla, runaways and other bad people roamed the town. They often did not want to be found, and they were mostly not missed by anyone. Then there were many tourists, so the food supply in this city was more than abundant.
Owens, who had been mayor of this city for ages, and Max, the former head vampire, had never been best friends, but finally, they were able to agree which species got which area. The boardwalk itself was a neutral zone, there was no hunting. There was, of course, an opportunity to lure potential victims into their own area and then strike there, but as long as people stayed on the boardwalk, they were safe, at least as far as the city's supernatural creatures were concerned.
It had always worked relatively well, and even the four punks who were Max's fledglings had always followed that rule. There was occasional scramble when Owen's young wolves met these four bikers, that was it.
Of course, Donald didn't know that it was these four vampires who killed the Surf Nazis. They had been a group among Owen's young wolves. They were always looking for trouble. The Lost Boys could only kill them without any punishment afterward because they constantly provoked them.
The Surf Nazis once had too much fun harassing the young woman, who was a part of the pack of vampires. Then they made the real big mistake to party on the beach section of the vampires.
At that time, Carl Owens was honestly glad that he got rid of this group, but nevertheless, he had Max pay for "this loss". The head vampire was extremely rich and had to make sure that his sons, as he always called the four younger vampires, behaved accordingly. So he had to take the punishment for killing the Surf Nazies.
Grumbling, Max had paid the requested amount at the time. He was in the process of restructuring his pack anyway. To get the sons of the woman Max had fallen for into the pack he still needed the Lost Boys. After that, Max had planned to make the four disappear from the scene. It wasn't easy for him, especially when it came to David, whose sire he was. There was a bond between Max and David, but Max still was stronger because he was very old. He could hide his thoughts from David. Max didn't know that David wasn't as clueless as Max wished.
Well, in 1987 Max was the only one who was destroyed, and this was final. Max was burned in the fireplace. Carl Owens thought that the entire pack of vampires had been gone and he was happy at first, but this joy didn't last too long.
It turned out that other vampires were trying to settle in Santa Carla, and these creatures were wild and not a bit cooperative. Back then, the werewolves had a lot of work hunting down these wild vampires to get them out of the city or getting them destroyed.
Then something happened that nobody had expected. David, Max's eldest son, returned from his grave, and after a few years, the other guys of David's gang had managed to be back. Even if Owens didn't like to admit it, he was relieved.
He knew that other vampires would no longer come into the city. It was obviously a vampire law that if a pack was based in a city, no other pack would claim that area. Nobody wanted war.
David was the head vampire now, so Santa Carla was his! However, Owens also knew that David's footing and power were nowhere near that of his predecessor, and of course, he took advantage of this and restricted the rights of the vampires. David reluctantly accepted this after the head of the town had warned him that vampires were very vulnerable during the day. In addition, the wolves were in the majority.
Carl made it clear to David that he was free to leave town with his dudes, but of course, David didn't want that. Santa Carla was the home of the Lost Boys, and where else should they go?
David was extremely annoyed that Carl was curtailing the rights of the vampires, but he also knew exactly what the table would turn one day. He just needed to be patient. Well, it looked like the day had come.
Bill and Ted were in town and the hunted werewolves! The two men have been very effective in this hunt in the past. Bill and Ted took no chances and were merciless, and now they both had planned to wipe out Carl's pack, the pack that included Donald and his family.
Sammy, Donald's wife, was Ted's aunt. Because of her, the man hunted werewolves. He thought that these creatures had killed his aunt. In fact, she was bitten and had to leave her human family because she was now part of the pack.
It wasn't common for werewolves to voluntarily leave their ancestral territory, but Sammy wanted to see something of the world that wasn't a problem outside of the full moon phase.
In Edinburgh, she met Donald and the two fell in love. Donald was bitten by Sammy and finally followed her to Santa Carla. Ted, that idiot, as Donald always called him, even though he had never met him, was very lucky that Donald could hold his own and that Carl trusted Donald blindly.
Finally, for the sake of Sammy, Donal had convinced Carl that it might be a clever move if they would integrate these two successful hunters into the pack instead of killing them. After all, this life had some very pleasant side effects.
Werewolves weren't really immortal like the vampires, but the better these creatures fed, the slower the aging process. Werewolves could get damn old. Carl Owens had been living like this for almost three hundred years, and he didn't look a day older than fifty-five.
In addition, an intelligent, forward-looking pack leader could gain power and prestige in a city, and that was the case in Santa Carla. Owens was one of the founders of many social projects in the city and largely financed them, just like Max did at the time. It was a top priority not to attract attention.
In Santa Carla, the pack leader was also the mayor, in which case Max had suffered a defeat at the time. Max had also claimed the position. It didn't look bad for the vampire at first. Only the fact that Max was indisposed during the day had given the job to the werewolf.
Nevertheless, Max was able to negotiate fair agreements for the vampires. In return, he made sure that his sons did not violate the rules, and although time had been a blessing for years, these bikers still stuck to it today.
The curly-haired vampire could have killed Ted, he had no reason not to, but Ted wasn't dead. Ted was passed out on the floor. He had a laceration on the head and a bite mark on the neck. That idiot would survive.
Donald threw Ted over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and left the building. He stopped briefly outside. His eyes flashed silver and he howled into the night.
There was a fact that everyone misrepresented. A werewolf could transform whenever he wanted. But during a full moon night, it just happened without the person concerned having any influence.
By howling, Donald had told his pack that he had Ted. Now all the wolves had to do was grab Bill. While Donald was getting Ted into his car, a black van with screeching tires stopped next to Bill who had just left the house looking for Ted. The back door of the van was pushed open and Bill was pulled into the vehicle. Before he knew what was happening, someone hit him with an object.
A night later, Christina, Paul, and Laddie experienced a big surprise. They had just arrived at the house where Christina lived. As previously discussed, they wanted to get some of Christina's belongings there. She had agreed to spend some time with her father and family.
She knew very well that it might be smarter to run away from these creatures as far as possible, but she was just too curious. She wanted to get to know her father. And if she was honest, she also had to admit that she liked Paul, she liked him a lot.
Paul had just gotten off his motorcycle and Christina had already covered half the way to the front door when Laddie suddenly asked: "Hey, who are they?"
Paul hadn't noticed the two men because he was looking for his lighter to light the cigarette that hung between his lips. Christina hadn't paid any attention to the stranger's car because she had been looking for the front door key in her pocket on the way to the front door.
Paul followed Laddie's gaze and laughed once. Then he jumped off his machine and walked over to Christina before the two men could reach her. The two men registered Paul and stopped, but Christina had noticed the two of them now and wanted to go past Paul, but he held them back. "You stay nice behind me," he said harshly, staring at the two men.
It was Michael and Sam Emerson. There was contempt in Paul's eyes. He didn't despise Michael because he'd fought the vampires back then, and not because he was involved in putting the Lost Boys out of action for so long. Paul knew exactly that at that time Michael only wanted to protect his family. Paul would have done that too.
The vampire despised this man for being so cruel to Christina. She had never done anything to Michael, she belonged to his family. He should have protected her, but no, that asshole had made life hell for the young woman instead.
Paul was aware, of course, that he was mean to his victims too, sometimes, but he would never do anything like that to a family member. The own family was out of limit, especially the human one.
Christina was now Paul's child, part of him! He would do everything necessary to protect her and he would never let her go! Paul wanted to jump on Michael and tear his throat out, but Paul wasn't stupid, he had to hold back for Christina. Even though Michael had treated the young woman badly, he was still part of her human family. Michael had two children, Christina's half-siblings. She loved them very much.
Christina had grown up without her biological father, and Paul knew that she would want to save her siblings from this fate. Laddie had also got off his motorcycle in the meantime and was standing next to Paul, who had pushed Christina behind him. Both vampires were still staring at Sam and Michael, who in turn were completely surprised. They knew the Lost Boys were back, but they hadn't expected to find Christina in their company.
Christina peeked out from behind Paul's back and was still trying to get past him, but he didn't let that happen. The tall, blonde vampire grinned at the Emerson brothers. "Michael, Sam, long time no see," he finally broke the silence with a deadly serious expression. "To what do we ow the pleasure?"
Michael was at a loss for words. "We are here to take his daughter home," Sam replied instead, pointing to his brother. Paul and Laddie looked at each other and grinned.
"His daughter, really?", Laddie questioned amused. "Why do you think she would go with you?"
"She doesn't belong here," Sam spat angrily, looking at his brother. "Could you possibly stop staring at them and say something about it too? You owe her an apology!" However, Michael said nothing, just stared at Paul with his mouth open.
Michael couldn't describe what he felt. Somehow he was relieved that Paul was actually standing in front of him alive, but on the flip side, he wasn't. Back then, Michael primarily wanted his humanity back, he had no intention of killing the vampires, but he hadn't seen any other way out that night. Now he probably feared Paul's desire for revenge. Michael absolutely couldn't figure Paul out, what was the vampire thinking?
Back then Michael had had to watch what Paul and the other three vampires were capable of. And anyway, what did Laddie have to do with them? Laddie looked completely different than Michael remembered him. Michael was sure that Laddie was no longer human, his way of moving gave him away.
To someone who had never dealt with vampires, these movements would seem delicate, almost like those of a ballet dancer. Michael, of course, knew better. Laddie moved like a cat in his eyes and his eyes had changed too; it was the look of a predator that lay in wait for its prey and only waited for the right moment to strike.
Michael looked down and sighed, then looked past Paul at Christina. "Sam is right," he said. "We want to take you home. Robin and Denise miss you very much! And I want to make a formal apologie, please let's talk!"
Christina had heard enough, and when Paul raised his arm, which had previously held her back, to flip Michael the bird, she took the opportunity to finally, get past Paul. Paul still tried to hold her back, but he reached into the void and swore.
Paul sent a message to the other three vampires. "We have some unexpected guests," he told them, showing a vision of Michael and Sam into their minds. Paul had forgotten that Christina was now a real half-vampire, and therefore faster than before. It made him angry that she had actually managed to get past him, but when he saw that she was confident about Michael and was obviously pissed off, he was also a little proud and smiled.
Christina really couldn't believe that Michael actually dared to make such a suggestion, after everything he had done to her. What was he actually imagining? This man had lost it completely, he had made her life hell as long as she could think. Did he seriously believe he could offer her a cheap apology and everything would be forgotten?
"You actually, dare to come to me?", she shouted at him and looked into his eyes with hatred. "You're probably overwhelmed with the little ones! That's all you want from me! You've never been interested in me! Just leave me alone and take care of everything on your own!"
Michael looked horrified at Christina. He had expected, of course, that she would not be very pleased to see him, but he had not expected this reaction. She had changed. It wasn't just the fact that she finally had the courage to fight him, no, she looked to Michael, like her mother, when she still had been a half-vampire.
Sam looked at Christina as shocked as his brother. Sam was sure that he saw something yellow flashing in Christina's eyes, and hadn't her incisors just changed? It was over just as quickly.
Sam and Michael looked helplessly in Paul's face, but he was just standing there with his arms crossed over his chest and grinning. Finally, Paul shook his head and went to Sam and Michael. He stopped next to Christina and put an arm around her shoulder. Christina looked up at him and smiled.
"Michael, Michael, Michael," The vampire finally stated. "Of course, she is free to go wherever she wants, but I don't think it would be healthy for you if she really would go home with you. At least, to be honest, I don't want to give the little one back to you! She is my child now, and his." Paul pointed his thumb at Laddie over his shoulder.
Sam eyed Laddie. "How dare you?" He asked reproachfully. "We risked our lives back then to save you, and just look at what became of you! You're a monster, just like them!"
Laddie now also approached and stopped next to Christina. He did the same as Paul and put an arm around Christina's shoulder. "You know Sam, your point of view is pretty limited," he said. "I was only a little boy back then, but if you had asked me, you would have known that I wanted to stay with my family. Dwayne was like a father to me, a pretty good one by the way. I loved the boys, and you killed them! I lied to myself for many years. I told myself that I was very lucky because I could be human again, but as I said, it had just been a lie. I only believed this lie because everyone expected me to do so."
Sam wanted to make a snappy comment, but Laddie didn't let him speak. "The blood of my immortal family has always stayed in me and all I ever wanted was for a miracle to happen and they would come back! And as you can see, this wish has actually been fulfilled. In the past ten years, I have felt nothing at all, I was practically dead. I'm lucky it has changed now."
Sam looked at him sadly. "You could have talked to us," he replied. Laddie shook his head. "You would never have understood what was really going on in me," he said. "And it wouldn't have changed anything. I thought my family was dead, lost to me. By the way, I know that Star saw things the same way. I was overjoyed when I found out some time ago that this was a mistake. Well, and when I look at your brother, I wonder if he's feeling the same. After all, the same blood flows through his veins as it flows through mine!"
Sam looked over at Michael and thought about what his brother had told him during the last break on the way to Santa Carla. "You have no idea," he said finally. "But that doesn't change anything!"
In fact, Sam was sure if Michael was completely innocent of all of this. He hadn't drunk vampire blood voluntarily all those years ago. The vampires had set him up. Was this poison really still in Michael's veins? Could that really be possible? Michael cleared his throat and was about to say something, but Christina got ahead of him. She looked up at Paul. "What do you mean? Why am I your child now?", She asked irritated.
Paul grinned confidently at her. "You remember our conversation about the Sire you would need?", the tall, blonde vampire cheerfully asked. Christina nodded in confusion. "Okay," Paul continued. "Laddie and I, we're your sires now. Just the way you wanted it to be."
Sam and Michael looked at each other in horror. They had a clear idea of what Paul had just admitted. That asshole seemed to really enjoy the whole thing. Christina was now more agitated than before. She no longer understood anything.
"How did that happen?" She questioned. "Nothing has changed since this conversation!" Paul laughed out loud. "Oh, honey," he said when he calmed down again. "Everything has changed. By the way, that makes me the happiest vampire on this wonderful planet! Why don't you ask your stepfather here how it works. He will surely remember it!"
Paul wasn't actually finished with his execution, but Sam, who had turned pale now, cut the vampire off. "You set her up just like you did my brother back then," he whispered, trying to pull Christina out of the vampire's grip.
Paul, however, only grinned confidently at Sam and held Christina back. "You're not as stupid as I thought you were, kid," he replied with a laugh. Laddie looked at Christina guiltily. He really hoped Sam and Michael had no stakes or holy water with them. He found Paul was leaning out of the window quite a bit and found the whole story a little too funny. But that was just Paul's way.
Christina finally managed to get out of Paul and Laddie's grip and took a few steps backward. All the color was gone from her face. She fixed her eyes on Paul. "What are you all talking about?" She asked angrily. "finally tell me the truth! What have you done to me?"
Michael finally took heart and wanted to tell his stepdaughter about the sneaky ways of the vampires. He went around Paul and Laddie, put his hand on Christina's shoulder and sighed.
"They mix their blood in wine and give it to you to drink," he said, pointing to Paul and Laddie. "Did they give you wine?" Christina looked at Michael in shock, tears streaming down her face. She was so disappointed, angry and very frustrated when she realized that Paul and even Laddie, whom she loved and trusted as a brother, had betrayed her like this.
Christina slapped Michael's hand from her shoulder and pulled her key out of her pocket as she continued backward. She just wanted to get away and finally have her peace. She was hurt and felt lost and betrayed by everyone.
"I'm so sick of it," she shouted at them. "Why do all of you think that you can do whatever you want with me? I don't feel like your stupid games and mean tricks anymore! Leave me alone, I don't want to see you all anymore!"
Then she turned and ran to the front door. Her hands trembled as she tried to put the key in the keyhole. Finally, she made it, slamming the door shut behind her, ignoring the men. In her apartment, she threw herself on the sofa and let the tears run free. Paul glared at Michael. "Well done, Emerson," he swore. Sam looked at the front door. "Christina, we can help you," he had called after her, but she had ignored him.
David, Dwayne, and Marko had also made their way to Christina after Paul called her. Marko was the first to arrive and witnessed Christina's outburst of anger. He was watching everything and had his grin hidden behind his hand as he chewed on his thumbnail. It was an old habit of his.
The others hadn't even noticed that he was there. "I told you it was going to cause trouble," he remarked dryly, staring at Michael with a grin. "Michael Emerson, that you still dar to come into this city. You looked better before. What happened to your curly hair? Well, you didn't want our gift of eternal youth. Do you regret that already?"
Marko wanted to make another nasty remark, but he couldn't because David and Dwayne had silently floated to the floor behind Michael. David grinned at Marko and then put a hand on Michael's shoulder to draw attention to himself.
"Well that's a really nice surprise," said David, grinning smugly when Michael finally looked at him. "Our lost brother is back! What brought you to our beautiful city after all these years?" David's words oozed sarcasm.
Michael finally recognized why he had fought this guy back then and slapped David's hand from his shoulder. David just laughed. "And nice as you are, you brought us your little brother as a gift," said the vampire, amused. "I think Dwayne has something else to talk to the kid."
Dwayne looked at Sam seriously. "David is right, we still have something to talk about," he said cynically. "You didn't come here completely unarmed? How stupid of you! I would love to ram one of your arrows into your body so you know how shit it feels!"
Sam, of course, had a stupid saying on his lips to defend himself, but Dwayne never thought of letting him have his say. The vampire rammed his fist in Sam's abdomen, causing Sam to groan and fall to the ground.
"Did you want to say something, asshole," Dwayne asked. "You better shut up. Nobody around cares anyway!" In the meantime, David had grabbed Michael by the neck and pulled him up so that his feet no longer touched the floor.
"Michael, Michael, Michael, how come we always find you near the women who belong to us?" He asked very quietly and threw Michael on the floor. Michael touched his neck in relief and stood up slowly and a little dazed. Michael helped his brother back on his feet and tried to lunge on David, but Marko held him back with a sneaky grin.
David laughed and then became dead serious again. "What do you want here Michael?", he asked. "Do you miss Christina? You treated her like dirt, what do you want from my little girl?"
Sam glared at the vampire. "Yes, of course, you are someone to say something like this, since you always treat others very nice," he spat. "You kill innocent people! Can you even count how many humans you already killed?"
Dwayne hit Sam again. "I told you to be quiet," he said. "We only do what is necessary to survive!" David grinned at Paul. "Speaking of our women, where's Christina?" He asked. Paul looked David in the eyes a little unsure. "Michael told her something that upset her a little," he justified. David had given him an order and he had failed.
Marko laughed out loud, whereupon David eyed him with raised eyebrows, then looked impatiently at Paul. "Is that so?" David asked, and all the vampires except Laddie laughed. He felt guilty and took pity on Christina.
David gave Dwayne and Marko a cold look. "Bring the assholes to Hudson's Bluff," he told them. "They'll like our guest rooms. We decide later what we do with them!"
The vampires laughed again because the "guest rooms" were nothing but dark, cold chambers that were in the back of the cave. There was nothing in these rooms, but the doors were intact and lockable. David watched Dwayne and Marko fly away with their prisoners.
"You two are coming with me," he ordered Paul and Laddie without looking at them. Paul laughed bitterly. "She won't let us in," he said confidently. David finally looked at Paul. "Really?" He just asked, then turned and casually strolled to the front door. On the way, he pulled his own key out of his jacket pocket.
He unlocked the door and stared impatiently at Paul and Laddie. "Why does it take you that long?", David asked. "Yes," Paul only said and went into the house, followed by Laddie.
David didn't even bother to unlock the apartment door, one kick with his boots was all it took and the door crashed to the floor. Christina jumped from the couch, startled when the door landed on the floor, and stared at her father, stunned.
David had put on his typical smug grin again. It made Christina more than angry. "Why?" She pounced on the vampire, like a fury while she was crying.
She punched his chest with her little fists. David just looked at her blankly and tolerated it. Paul wanted to stop Christina, but David stopped him with one gesture.
He could only well imagine what she was feeling right now. David was frankly relieved that she reacted that way. He remembered very well that all of them had shown a reaction like this when they learned what would become of them back then.
People who accepted immortality without resistance were usually unpredictable as vampires, nobody who was smart enough wanted someone like that in their pack.
He wondered if Christina should decide what to do with Sam and Michael. Christina had finally stopped beating David and was sobbing loudly. He held her tightly in his arms and stroked her hair. "You are coming home now," he said softly.
Zoe was still sitting on the steps in front of the Frog family's former comic shop. She didn't understand what she was doing there and why she had fallen asleep there. The figure of a man crouched next to her. "What are you doing out here," he asked when she finally noticed that she wasn't alone. "I don't know," she admitted. "I don't remember. But what are you doing here, Alan?"
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