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Fates wicked sense of humor

Non Beta version for now
Disclaimer; I do not own the Lost Boys or any of the characters of the
movie! I merely wrote this to amuse others and myself with it; this is fan
fiction, nothing more!
Rating; M
Warnings; My bad grammar and spelling. Several killing moods of the
actors, blood, vengeance, murder, mention of murder, gore, blood play, crime
and murder scenes, cursing, sexual situations not suited for minor aged people,
male to male relationships, violent scenes, and other I cant think of it now.
Pairings; Several: David/Star/Michael, Sam/Marco/OC, Paul/Allen/OC,
Dwayne/Maria, Max/Lucy (for now) gramps/widow Johnson, Laddy no one I don�t
like under age pairings like that!

Again, thank you kindly for the reviews!
Smashedthemirror, thank you^^ I am glad you still like it and my other
one too ^___^ He is slowly coming back to his own self, Sam I mean. Thank you
so much for the kind words to my humble story! I treasure them.
Lina, a special thanks to you too! I wish more people would support us
writers with so nice and many comments, like you do it here with me! It gives
not many people who leave at every chapter one that is so nice like yours,
thank you! ^^ yours I treasure too!

Suryallee

Memories
of loosing someone dear and some explanations

Allen�s frame sat leaned against the wall of the dark
room he was in.
All around the 15 years old boy was covered in
darkness. And jet, his new gift of seeing in the night showed him clearly of
the interior of the room he was in. What brought fast out the conclusion to
which person this particular room belonged to.

The walls, cream colored all just one not, gave first
not away that this room belonged to Paul. The last wall well that one made it
clear. It was covered from the top to the bottom, in sprayed onto it, shouts,
with posters of rock bands and other stuff the blonde seems to like so much.
Some of his clothes lay carelessly thrown around at
the floor, his black tuxedo coat laid on the top of the pile near the slightly
ruffled looking bed. Allen�s gaze went over another pile, this time of books,
what wondered him somehow. He had not thought that the so hyper acting man
would read much. A short inspection from some hours before had told the youth
that it was mostly books he never had heard of. A book of history for example
or a book that told something about chemicals�why and how Paul used such wisdom
was beyond Allen!

Nothing seems suddenly to fit with his former thoughts
of once.
Not Paul, not the boys, nothing.
A sniffled sound escaped the boy and he wiped the
tears out of his eyes again. He did that constantly since a few days now�Edgar�

Paul had left him here alone a while ago. Saying
something about to find Dwayne to work some excess energy off, and had
sniggered madly at the own words. Allen clueless of what the fucking vamp now
again did mean with his strange statement, he just shrugged it off and staid
where he had set down, since he woke up this night.

Slowly, his mind took step for step back until Allen�s
memory showed him again the events from the Emerson house, where all had begun�

Again Allen sat next to the big fireplace in their
home and sharpened the stake to perfection. He had seen Sam rose from his
former spot and hear him say something about the bathroom before the other teen
had went for it.
His brother stopped his pacing only so long to see Sam
step upwards on the staircase and then begun anew with his nerve killing pacing
to the annoying of Allen.

Allen was calmer as his hot headed brother.
He never did this pacing and always tried to think
before he acted, thought he hadn�t done that in that dammed cave, hours before.
Sam did and tried to stop them but they did not listen to him. The outcome for
their reckless acting and all too believing into common stories nearly cost
them all their lives!

But who could have known that these vamps cheated and
woke up! Even came down and after them? They where supposed to hang there, dead
to the world until a hunter came and staked them, one by one! Not to curse at
them or to open their eyes just in the second his brother plunked the stake
into the heart! Never had Allen read or heard about it that they awoke when a
hunter did that, even if another vampire rested next to the others. Even Bram
Stoker wrote so!!! So how had his brother and he should have known that this
was wrong? So utterly and completely wrong that Allen even now squinted his eyes shut to the memory of David�s enraged face
alone.

In his haste to leave this cursed place as fast as his
legs could carry him, he nearly forgot it to turn around and to help Sam out of
the cave.
The youth had looked horrible to Allen, with that
blood all over him and the hunted look in his blue eyes. When David got a
sudden hold on Sam's leg and nearly brought the other back with him inside
their resting cave, Allen fast reacted and together with Edgar the Frog
brothers helped Sam to get his leg into the small ray of sun between them and
David. The burning hand let fast go of Sam's leg and soon the teens where out
of the small cave that lead to the boy�s room.

Edgar, normally being the one who cursed fast when
something went wrong, was confusingly quite this time. Allen heard him not even
mutter a curse as his brother always did it normally, instead Sam seem to have taken over this task from his brother! And how
the Emerson boy cursed! It was a pleasure for Allen�s ears right now to hear
the fashion victim curse around like this.

Out of his eyes, he saw Edgar turn shortly and regard
the brother of Michael as if he sized the blonde up again inside of his mind.
In the end, Edgar gave the teen more respectful looks
as before. Allen gave the teen credit for that, it wasn�t simple to get his
brother to like you. In the now Allen did his best to ignore the slight stomach
pains he had since the late evening of this past by day. He knew what that
meant. He knew it all too well� when they had staked the small vamp in the
cave, they had accidentally swallowed some of the blood that came out and on
them.

Fin.

Allen was sure that his brother just paced around like
mad because he tried to cover his own pains with the motion of his body.
He wasn�t sure if Sam got to swallow some of the blood
too but he would never bet on it that he hasn�t! The risk that Sam did that and
was now like him was too high. Again his stomach twisted in a very nasty way
and Allen took a sharp breath in to distract himself from the knife hot pain in
his gut and to stop himself from falling right here to the floor and hold his
stomach in pain.

The sudden stop of his brother�s shuffling feet told
him that Edgar heart his intake of air, even sitting across the room from him,
Allen felt Edgar's eyes linger shortly on his body and then turn away again.
When Allen could breathe properly again, they suddenly
came.

Out of the blue Allen got knocked over from the very
vampire he thought of to be dead when Marco suddenly flew over his head right
to Edgar and catches the brother of Allen to take him with him into the air in
the room. There Allen saw the short vampire fast secure Edgar in his grasp and
then remove the stakes from his brother�s hands, belt and other places of his
body. They fell to the floor with loud thuds.

Before Allen could get up fully and reach up to help
his brother, his stomach suddenly lurched and this time Allen fell to the floor
in utter pain. Next to him Michael suddenly appeared in the room and tried to
stop the other blonde vampire form just grabbing him. He saw with tears in his
eyes from the pains, Michael knock Paul backwards right into Dwayne that had
also come inside the room from out of nowhere.

The two vampires made a short work on it to capture
the older brother of Sam and brought him fast down to hold him there.
The one called Paul helped the other dark haired vampire
to hold the enraged Michael down, meanwhile Allen felt his blue grey eyes regard
his own frame, lying where he had fell in his misery.

Allen bit his lip bloody in his tries to stop his
mouth from howling out in his pain. Then as suddenly the pain had begun, it
vanished again and leaved the teen panting on the floor. Was it his imagination
or did the blonde raise a fine brow at him for one second? Allen did not care
right now, he was only happy that his pains had ended�not that that counted any
longer anyway�

Suddenly David�s voice broke the silence of the room
and Allen got aware of it that Edgar lay right beside him now, in the same pain
as he was just seconds before. He felt ill at the sight and closed his eyes in
silent defeat. It was over, and Allen did know that. The vampires had won and
they, lost. Even if they now found a way to stake Marco again and to flee, the
rest would get them soon after and just kill them or bring them back to them.
It was over.

He heard David tell Marco to take Sam from him and
back with him to their stronghold. Then the leader of the Lost Boys told his
other brothers to take Michael, Edgar and him with them and to knock Michael
out. Soon the sickening sound of Dwayne's arm connecting with Michaels head
filled the room. Suddenly he was hurled upwards from a hand that belonged to an
arm into a black tuxedo jacked.

Allen suddenly saw a pair of blue grey eyes bore into
his brown ones and he knew no more.

He awoke again in the dark.
Next to him his eyes slowly made out Edgar's frame,
pacing again around and busy thinking over a way to escape this hell place.
Allen did not even try to stop his foolish brother from that. He knew already
that there was no way for them to escape a bunch of vampires again. He only
wondered why the short one was still alive, but then again, they had not acted
like they should from the beginning on. Somehow he forgot the thought soon and
concentrated on it instead to think nothing.

When suddenly the door flung open and Dwayne and David
brought them both out and with them to the main cave, Allen tried not to shake
in their grasps. In the room stood the owner from Max Video store, much to
their surprise!
Hadn�t they checked this man before? How did the
asshole pass their carefully made and planed tests, Allen thought and stopped
to walk further into the cave for a second. Dwayne let him stay in the entrance
much to his surprise. Paul was also there and he saw Michael sit on the huge
bedding with a forlorn expression on his face.

The feeling of dread begun suddenly to find its way
into Allen�s gut; what was going on here?

Then suddenly, and without any warning the elder man
slashed out with his hand and sliced Edgar's head from his shoulders, right in
front of Allen who still stood in the entrance.
For seconds Allen could nothing think, nothing feel
not even breathe�he watched in horror his brothers head roll on the floor. Still
an expression of surprise on his features�Allen�s mind went blank. Out of the
corner of his eyes he saw the other vampires suddenly stiffen at the display of
violence from Max and before Allen could make a move, Paul stood suddenly right
next to him as did it Dwayne.

Max ignored their warning growls forcefully and was
just about to step around David who tried to stop him from killing Allen too
when Michael suddenly flung himself at the man. He was too fast for Allen to
see�not that the teen paid no attention to all of this; he was still too
shocked to even move! His troth shocked Edgar's name out when he felt two hands
grasp him suddenly and then the owners of these hands brought him fast away
with him from the entire scene.

They took air and soon flew so fast that Allen saw the
walls as a rush of changing shadows instead of colors.
Their mad rush out of the main cave ended into a far
away cave of the endless seeming tunnels of their chosen home.

�I will go and check on Max and David and Michael, you
stay here with him. Make sure that Max cannot smell or hear you both�what an
asshole!�
Dwayne's voice shock with anger, Allen could tell but
he was too shocked still to do more as to cry silently without to make a sound,
somehow cradled into the arms of the other vampire all the time.

�Yeah, go and do that! How dump can somebody be? David
told him clearly that we wanted to behold them! Both!� Allen felt the vampire
that held him shake his head at the just occurred actions. His voice held a
deadly icy tune into it that seems not to fit with the tall blonde somehow.
�I can�t believe he did that! Have Max finally gone
nuts? Poor boy, he will need a long time to recover from it to see his brother
die like this. Dwayne what did he think he is doing?!�� Allen felt Paul cradle him more securely into
his arms and then both settle down on the stony ground below Paul. The boy felt
a hand that did not belong to Paul ruffle soothingly through his dark mop of
hair.

�I really have no clue, Pauly; I really have not a
fucking clue. You know how twisted the old fucker is yourself�I think he just
wanted to point out again that he holds the strings over us and not David.
Otherwise, I have no dammed idea why he should do such a thing and waste so
much potential.� Dwayne fell silent above him. Allen suddenly felt the strong
urge to hold on something, anything to stop his spinning head from spinning
around. His hands clutched at the next thing in reach, Paul�s jacked. Then the
teen buried his face into the black net shirt under it and begun to cry like
mad.

Both of the vampires stopped to move and to talk at
that heard wrenching sight and Dwayne removed his hand after one last soothing
stroke through Allen�s hair. Then there was a sudden rush of air and Allen knew
somehow that the other had gone away. Paul staid still with him here, the
vampire placed the teen more comfortable into his hold again and sighted out.

Paul came back just in time to witness the last
thoughts of the teen that still sat leaned against his wall as where he left
him nearly two hours before.
The tall vampire stopped his feet and leaned silently
against the wall that was near the entrance of his own room. To him Allen
looked lost and deeply lost in his thoughts and memories. Dammed! He had soon
to find a way to distract Allen�s mind from his loss of Edgar or the teenager
would go insane with the time! His charge needed to went on with his new life
and to adapt to his new family and that soon. Before the darkness he could
sense inside the boy, grew too big and Allen would simply try to kill
himself.� He wanted the laugher back in
those deep brown eyes and the boy again happy.

Trust it to Max to destroy everything or someone in a
mere second only!
Their elder had this talent since Paul knew the
vampire. Even in the early years of this century when Paul was still a human
and meet Max for the first time, he had been sure that this so harmless looking
man was nothing as trouble on two feet! But this time Max had hurt something
that Paul liked more then anything else. An error the blonde did not forget him
this time and Paul begun to think about ways to help their elder out of his
un-life.

His thoughts too, begun to drift back to the fatefully
night in that Allen lost his brother.

This was bad, Paul could tell.
The youth would need a more then long time to recover
from all of these shocks! He may have not liked the brother of Allen but Paul
did not hate him either. The boy just was and that he was the one that plunked
the stake into Marco had not made him many friends under the vamps. But even
with knowing that, Paul had not wished the youth this end!

That all only to prove a point to David!
That his friends sire was twisted, Paul had known
before�but this twisted? The more members their little pack got, the more
powerfully their elder became under the creatures of the night. And here max
was and killed one of two potential new brothers for them that would surely
have turned into a higher class vampire and not a lower, lesser vamp!

To find a poor soul to turn it into a lesser vampire,
that Paul and the others could do all the time. But to find a human with the
ability to turn into a higher class one, well that was harder as you would
think. Their leader was nuts, Paul decided and went his scowling face back to
Allen in his lap. The youth was in a shock state. Now deepening his scowl Paul
tried it to soothe the youngster and begun to pet through Allen�s black hair. As
much as Dwayne's thick tresses and then again not, he thought.

He loved it to touch the others, to hold contact with
his brothers bodies all of the time. Paul needed this contact and their
affection much as they did it too. His brothers where all he had in this cold
world around him. They had saved him from his fate to drown possibly to dead in
that night, lying under all of the stones hurt and alone with his pain and
panic. Paul still awoke sometimes during the day and screamed as long they
needed to get to him to hold and soothe him. Who said that trauma stopped to
hunt you when you became a vampire?

Even now, after so many years, Paul still felt the
horror he went through when the earth suddenly began to shake under him.

He knew, Allen would never forget this in his new
existence, the pain and loss he felt now would ease and finally leave him the
most but not all of it would leave the now teen with time. A short look around
told Paul that he was in one of the deeper lying caves of their home. One the
others used to sleep in before the hotel had sung down into the earth.

Sighting out again, Paul began to whisper soothing
words in his native language to the shaken boy and embraced the teen even
closer to him as before.
He doesn�t know what to do! All he knew of soothing
others was to hold them and to pet them. His hand still did that
awkwardly.� Paul was mostly the one who
made the others laugh and tried to lighten the mood, but to soothe someone
after something like this, with that he had no experience.

He felt pity for the boy.

Allen felt the soothing strokes of Paul�s hand through
his hair, heard softly whispered words of endearment
coming from the man that held him so tenderly. He did not understand them all;
some Paul spoke in a language he never heard before in his life. He only
identified them as such because they sounded so soft and gave him the feeling
what the other meant with them.�

It felt surprisingly good to have the tall vampire
hold him like this, reassuring even. His eyes slit slowly shut and Allen
drifted into an exhausted sleep before he knew it. The voice followed Allen
into his dreams, held the nightmares of his brother�s dead face at bay and
brought his overloaded mind to rest. The teen stopped to sob in Paul�s arms and
his body became heavy fro the sleep.

Softly rocking the body fort and back, Paul watched
the eyes close in fatigue and the wrung out soul of the boy found its way into
the land of sleep. He used a small part of his otherworldly powers to stop
Allen�s mind for now from working the entire event out in his dreams and to
create a nightmare that would only hurt the teen more now.

He wanted the boy to find rest and peace for the
moment in his sleep and not more pain.

The heaviness of a body that came with dead or sleep
he welcomed even, the body of Allen snuggled deeper in Paul�s arms and the teen
begun softly to snore. Now Paul found finally something he could grin at! He
never thought of Allen to snore in his sleep. Paul�s grin broadened when the
teen let not go of his shirt in his sleep. Not even a hair would have fit
between their two bodies at the moment that hard did Allen clutch Paul�s body
more near to his own now.

�A soft smile
soon tucked at the corners of Paul�s mouth and the eyes of the tall vampire
took a thoughtfully look.

He had wanted to guard the darker brother of the two.
When David told them about his plan before Max arrival, Paul had volunteered
for the job to be Allen�s guard until the boy grew up some more. He liked the quieter
one of the Frog brothers somehow. What was that with him and dark haired males
that always scowled at everything and every one around them that fascinated him
so much?!?

He shock his head with a soft laugh, it was just the
same with Dwayne all the time. The more their dark brother scowled and brooded,
the more Paul felt the urge to cheer him up! Paul could not help himself, it
was just as if Dwayne asked for it all the time and he had fun by doing so too.
Allen was allotting alike Dwayne in this. From his watching of the Frog
brothers before, Paul concluded that he was much like their native member of
their little family in this.

And Paul had watched them often. Amused by the duos
thoughts of how vampires had to life or to react and laughing openly at all the
crap they read about his kin. He knew the most were fake stories, made up from
vampires even to ensure that the mortals knew not too much about them. Silver
did actually have an effect on them, holy water too but the story with the
garlic or onions that were only fake assumptions from humans and not true at
all.
Actually, Paul loved onions on his burgers! He never
ate one without them.

Often he watched the strange pair warn some newbie�s
in Santa Carla to watch out for vampires. All the time the people did laugh at
the brothers and called them strange. Sometimes he made a fun out of it to show
these people then how much better they should have listened to the duos
warnings and simply drained them.

Especially when they made fun of Allen instead to
listen to the boy Paul did that.

That he liked the boy, Paul found that out a longer
while ago. That Allen knew him longer as the teen thought of, that was Paul�s
secret alone. And Allen�s but he did not count this time. When he first met the
boy, Allen was only fife years old and had escaped their always stoned mother
for a while. He had strolled down along the strand and had played all alone on
the sand strand in the middle of the night.

To say that Paul was shocked when suddenly a boy no
older as fife, did softly tuck on his pants was the understatement of the year!
In that time, Allen had not scowled all the time he was an open and happy child
that seem to love to laugh and that much. His eyes held not that guarded look
they had become in the later years.

In that night Paul had strolled around alone and
wanted just to go back to the cave when the little Allen suddenly found him,
sitting on the strand. The happily laugher in Allen�s eyes had somehow
captivated the vampire and so, both ended up in that night to have their
childish fun on the boarder walk and to play the most of the games there. Paul
had finally gotten out of Allen to whom he belonged to and have given the boy
back�not without to feel a mass of regret when he did that. After Paul saw the
drug state his parents were in.

He hat hated the look that came into Allen�s eyes when
he saw his parents had not even missed him. Very much so!� But Allen was no runaway nor was he abused in
the real meaning of the word, his parents just ignored their children the most
of the time and he had a brother in his age too. Paul could not keep him with
him without to make some people suspicious with the time.

So he had settled to watch the youth instead out from
afar. Why he did so Paul never really thought over but with the years he simply
figured out that he wanted the now teen to stay with him. It was strange to
watch the two turn out to become wane be hunters of his kin in the end.
Sometimes Paul had questioned himself if he could have prevented this from happening
but then he shrugged it of and a small part of him hoped that they one day
would find their way into his and his brothers lair so he could get him in the
end.

But that did not mean that Paul had wanted them to
stake Marco!
To his immense relive, the always bolder of the duo,
Edgar did this and not Allen. Not that it was any fun or else in the end. How
much Paul liked Allen or not, if they had killed his blood brother that day,
Paul would have killed them both! He silently thanked god for the Emerson
brothers.

Soon followed from another thanks for Sams big heart!
They could never have removed the dammed stake from Marcos heart. Wood had this
kind of power when a human used it to kill them with, and that the teen had
removed it, out of whatever motive he had, was a rare luck that happened not
often. They could not even treat a human to do that for them. One of the pesky
bad curses a vampire lived with all the time. It was one of their weaknesses
and Paul knew that all to well himself.

They would have been forced to watch their brother die
unable to help him or to do anything to soothe his pains!

This time his hair flow around when Paul shock his
head to get rid of the memory of Marcos agony he had felt too all the time as
if it was his own. He hoped nobody ever chose this way to take him out!

His gaze softened when Paul looked down at the
sleeping teen in his lap.
Popping his chin up with one hand, Paul realized
slowly that he now had what he had wanted. Maybe even more as only that, if he
was carefully enough in his way to get it.
He had not wanted the way he got Allen into his hands
but was happy that he finally had him here with him in the end.

When Dwayne suddenly came back to them to tell Paul
that Max had left the cave, he found Paul sitting with still holding Allen in
his lap and smoking. His blood brother had not thought that Paul could calm the
boy down. But here Paul was and had done just that as it seemed to Dwayne. Paul
could tell that from the look the other gave him.

He stood without to wake the teen and brought him to
his room to sleep there a little longer. Then he had left Allen there to go out
with David and Dwayne to take Michael and Star out to feed finally.
He had made sure that Michael did not escape them on
the way or that the elder of the Emerson brothers had a chance to refuse to
feed, when David finally found a human for him to kill. It was Paul�s way to
pay the young man back. Sure, from Michaels sight of the things, Paul currently
was the asshole that held him meanwhile his leader used his suggestive powers
on him and Star to make them drink the mortal�s blood. It did not matter for
Paul thought, he wanted the young man to become one of his brothers and this
was the only way for Michael to become that.

Paul would always keep an eye out for the two brothers
from now on.
For Sam because the boys act had not only saved
Marco�s life but more so him from killing Allen, and Michael for rescuing the
black haired teen from their elder when he was just about to kill his soon to
be charge!

When Paul�s thoughts turned back to the present, he
saw Allen silently watching him from his place.
He could easily catch on the thoughts that run through
the teenagers mind but he refused to read them fully. He did not want the other
to believe that he read him all the time.

A raised eyebrow of Allen told him clearly enough that
the teen had caught the scent of sex that still clung on Paul�s skin and hair.
Even after Paul had taken a bath before he went back to his room. He rose an
equally eyebrow in response and went over to were Allen sat to plop down beside
him.
Then he turned his head to the teen and looked Allen
dead on in the eyes.
�And? Any comment to it in mind? I had a lot fun and
even more relieve so what? Is sex a crime?� His voice was casual and held no trace
of mocking or anger. He talked in the same tone he would use for weather
talking.

Inwardly Paul was glad that Dwayne had helped him to
work some of the tension away before he did something stupid to Allen. It
amused him to no end that Marco had done the same thing. Paul found out when he
asked his brother about the aroused state he was in. Marco had not held back
and told them that he wanted Sam in more ways then one but he did not want to
scare him away with jumping him. Dwayne's dry comment was that all of them
three must be stupid. Paul because he waited so long to get what he wanted
instead to steal the boy sooner and bring him here, Marco for not coming sooner
and work that off before it grew that oblivious and finally himself for it to
never let the girl he wanted know that he did that.

Beside him Paul felt Allen tense for a second or two,
then the teen slit down along the wall to come finally to a stop when his body
lay fully on the stony ground below him.
�No, no I have no comment to make, glad to hear that,
good for you and no it is not a crime. Does that answer your questions?�

Crackling up slightly that Allen used the same casual
tune as he had used before and his way to answer Paul, the Lost Boys did the
same as Allen before and then popped his head up on his folded arms.
�Yep, fully.�

Paul waited for Allen�s reaction to his bodily
nearness to him. He wasn�t sure how the teenager would react, would he run from
him or would Allen just stay where he was and share his company?
The answer came a few minutes later.
�Paul, can I ask you a question?�

His eyes looked sideway at Allen�s face before Paul
gave the teen an answer.
�Sure, shoot.�

To his surprise Allen looked a second at him before he
did that.
�Why��

Paul knew that this question would come out of Allen
one day.
He sighted and tried to find a satisfying answer for
the boy next to him. Not that it gave one, he knew that all too well but nerveless,
one Allen could life with.
When he finally answered the boy, Paul�s voice sounded
distant and thoughtfully.
�I still don�t have a fucking clue and that�s the
simple true. Dwayne thinks he did that only to proof us a point to David, but
honestly told, even with knowing how twisted Max and his dog are, I don�t think
that it is that simple.
Max was always like this; he seems harmless to those
who does not try to look behind his family guy fa�ade but in truth he is a dump
bastard that loves torture and is even more violent as we all together!
He was always like this, since I know him.�

Paul turned a little around until he faced the other
next to him fully and popped himself up a little to look down at Allen from out
of this new angle.
�Want to know my personal musings?�

When Allen gave a short nod, Paul took a deep breath
and talked on as if he had never stopped to ask Allen in the middle.
Personally, I believe it was us, David the others and
me, why he did it.
Max cannot stand the thought that we slowly grow more
powerfully as him and that he will loose his elusive leadership over us in the
next few years.

David is already powerfully enough to nearly reach Max
own powers, let him grow a few years older in our existence as a vampire, and
he will reach the fife hundred years mark. When a vampire does that, he becomes
automatically a master vampire and that means, everyone that David turned is
then his and under David�s charge and ruler ship alone. Max will loose us to David,
sooner or later. And he can do nothing against this to happen.

That was also why he lately told David to turn every
one new only with his blood, in the bottle. David just never used it, that�s
all. Even when Max told him to turn Michael and Sam, David tricked the old fart
and filled the bottle up with his own blood instead of Max�s and that was what Michael
drunk in that night.

I believe really that he was just mad at David and the
fate in general��

Allen�s eyes never left Paul�s face when he spoke, Paul
could see the youth store all away for later thinking in his mind. He staid
silent all the time, never interrupted Paul in his speech or tried to crawl
away from the vampire next to him.
�What do you mean with that? I think you told me that
you don�t believe him to only proof a point to David?� Allen sounded as
confused as he was it, what meant Paul with his strange way to tell him this
all?

Paul�s smirk told Allen that his question came not un-awaited
for the blonde haired vampire.
�Good, you did follow my speech, well; it is rather
simple, really.
Not even David�s foul or anybody else�s, fate just had
her hand a little in all and that is something, even Max cannot fight off or forbid.
When your brother plunked the stake into poor Marco,
he, you and later Sam too all of you boys took a few healthy sips from my
brothers life-force and so became half vampires in the very end. Marco is still
bound to David; he is his first childe and is nearly as old as David himself!

Can you follow me so far?�

Allen nodded and turned also around to pop his head up
to look better at Paul meanwhile he spoke.
The vampire grinned and took another deep breath.
�David is Max childe, not his first one but the only
still alive one.

David made Marco one night and after that a long time
went by before the two moved over to America and found Dwayne one night.

I am also David�s childe but I be the youngest of us
all, well; was it before Michael came and Star and Laddy.

He just thought that David did trick him again and assumed
Edgar you and Sam also to be David�s childe�but here Max is wrong!
You, your brother and Sam, you all are Marco�s childe
and not David�s. You all drank Marco�s blood and not David�s as Max believed
that you did. So it was Marco�s blood that finally turned you into one of us,
and since Marco belongs to David, you all do belong to David too. As long as Marco
is second in command in David�s leadership and member of this group or just
younger as David and not turns fife hundred years of age too.�
But too that later!

Basically, Sam and you are still Marco�s childe, his
first ones so to speak, because he never turned someone before you guys as far I
do know it. Willingly or not don�t matters in this, who ever drink Marco�s
blood, falls automatically under Marco�s ruler ship as long he/ she turns not
fife hundred years old or Marco does kill the person, or dies before they turn
fife hundred years old.�

Suddenly Sam�s presence in the entrance to the room
caught Paul�s attention. He winked at the boy to come near and went on with his
talk, well knowing that the Emerson boy had heart the most of their little talk
anyway. Sam needed this to know anyway, so why make himself repeat it twice if
he could tell the two it all at the same time?

He saw the other teen come inside and plop down next
to them. A question seem to burn right out of the two blue pools that where Sam's
eyes. Paul did no longer wonder about it what had driven the second eldest of
their little clan to set his eyes on Sam. Other as that the boy had rescued his
un-life. �Sam was a beautiful teen that
would grew into an even more beautiful adult in no time; no wonder that Marco wanted
the teen as his.

And that the teen was smart too helped the entire
situation even more, Marco loathed dump people as nothing else. Mostly his
victims ended as his victims because they where too stupid to go out of his way
or they simply angered or annoyed the brother of Paul in any way.
Some people never learned!

Sam was smart, a little loudmouth, but that would soon
calm down and leave the teen with gaining age, had a kind heart and he was generous
when it came to his family and friends. The teen was also absolutely devoted to
what Sam considered as his family and trustworthy. Marco had told him about the
incident from the day before.� Sure the
boy was still half a child now, but he would grow out of that state, just as Allen
would do it in no time and then the boys would be ready for grabbing and Paul was
sure that many would try it to gain the two as theirs!

If Marco and he let them try that, that is.

�Go ahead and ask, Sam I know it burns your tongue to
come out.� Paul chuckled at the slight blush that suddenly spread over Sam's skin.
The flustered teen nodded and tried to will the dammed flush from his face
again. How cute he looks when he blushes, Paul thought and for a second he
wished that Marco was here too.

He sent out a mental call to the vampire in question
and told him what he just did and where he could find them�along with the
mental picture of Sam's blush and his thought that the boy looked adorable like
this. He got no answer, not that Paul thought he would get one! �As sure as hell, his brother would be here in
no time and maybe, if the two did it right, the boys would ease a little more
into the thought of having them as their constant company for the next years. As
well as they hopefully would let Paul and Marco come more near to them as they
where it now.

Sam's question brought the vampire fast back to the
present situation at hand and Paul was suddenly glad that he had called Marco here!
Some things he let better to him to explain as to try
it alone!

Hope you like it and that you will come back when I
finished the next chapter of this ^^
In the moment this story is easy to write, duno why
but I think its because I like it myself to write it down ^^;� it has a mind of its own and somehow I slowly
begin to suspect that this here will turn out into one of my longer ones if
this keeps up like it does for longer. Has happened before to me and some of my
stories have more then twenty chapters already.
Has a nice day or night, what ever you prefer and come
hopefully back to read the next one too, you�re Suryallee.

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