A New Beginning by Phoenix

Summary: Taking place a few weeks after the movie ends. Max, Star, and Michael have died. The Frog brother’s and Sam have fled Santa Carla. The Lost Boys survived and are still living in the cave. A few new friends join their Pack, but can they handle knowing what the boys are? A few references to the past events. Marko has a MAJOR role in this story! The Boys, such as Marko and Paul and Dwayne, have more of a character.
Categories: Original Character
Characters: David, Dwayne, Marko, OCs: Multiple, Other Fandom Character - Crossover, Paul
Genres: Angst, Romance
Pairing(s): None
Warnings: None
Challenges: None
Series: None
Chapters: 4 Completed: No Word count: 14985 Read: 10600 Published: 28 Nov 2004 Updated: 28 Nov 2004

1. Part 1 by Phoenix

2. Part 2 by Phoenix

3. Part 3 by Phoenix

4. Part 4 by Phoenix

Part 1 by Phoenix

Author's Notes:
This is just my view of what happened after the story ended. Since I’m such a Lost Boys fan, especially of Marko A.K.A. Alex Winter, I have donated my time to showing the world of how I see their future. Marko has the MAJOR role in this story, and some references to the Vampire Diaries by L. J. Smith are mentioned. Katherine is one of those in the story from Vampire Diaries. Claude is of my own making, but is based on Claus from the Vampire Diaries. Pieces of Marko’s past, or my view of it, are mentioned.
A New Beginning Part 1

Caleb sat upon the bluff, staring at the ocean crashing beneath her against the rock face. The salty breeze whipped her fiery hair wildly around her head. Her sad green eyes watched the sunset, slowly sinking beneath the ocean line, with tears in her eyes gleaming like diamonds.

Caleb’s father had always been a kind man. He took in strangers out of kindness, giving them hot food and a clean, dry place to sleep. He lived in the outskirts of Santa Carla, in a house not far from the ocean. Everything was great that day, for it was Caleb’s 18th birthday. While they were at her birthday dinner, a knock came at the door. Her father answered it immediately; thinking it was another drifter in need of food and shelter. Indeed it was not, for as soon as he opened the door...he was snatched away into the night. Caleb was left staring at the empty doorway where her father had once stood.

Mr. Nelson disappeared, never to be seen again. That was four days ago. Caleb had left the emptiness of her house, the nerve-wracking questions of the police, and the watchful eyes of the child protection agency. She wandered around town, meeting a few runaways here and there, but not meeting any real people. She didn’t know how she ended up at the bluff, but she wasn’t complaining for it was peaceful up here. Caleb now sat and watched the sunset, casting roseate light across the faint last traces of the day sky. She sat there with depression filling her heart and soul, but her father’s disappearance filling her thoughts.

Marko exited from the cramped space of the cave. The rocks strewn about the path posed no problem to the vampire. Not after years of coming and going was he going to trip and lose his balance, falling flat on his face. He began the walk up the rotting wooden footbridge that crossed the ocean. His curly blonde hair flowed down his back and danced in the ocean breeze. Marko’s leather chaps over his jeans made his muscles look strong and tight. His jacket was covered with colorful patches and tassels dangled from his left shoulder. His hazel eyes scanned the terrain ahead of him. A familiar smell lingered in the air. He stopped in the middle of the wooden stairs.

He recognized the smell after a few instances. It was sadness mixed with...fear? Marko looked around from where the emotion was emanating from. He saw the faint silhouette of a girl sitting at the top of the bluff. He could feel his fangs lengthening at the thought. Good, he didn’t have to go out and risk hunting again. He didn’t let David know it, but he didn’t enjoy hunting. He preferred his meals delivered right to his door. Marko turned and began stalking quietly up the bluff rock face to the faint silhouette against the sky.

Caleb let the tears fall, not knowing how she would get her father back. She could feel the salty teardrops soaking through her wrap skirt. Caleb pulled the leather jacket around her tighter. Her father had given the skirt and jacket to Caleb as a gift for her birthday. Now Caleb cursed her birthday...and herself. She didn’t know why, but she couldn’t help take the blame for her father’s disappearance.

With a groan, Caleb stood and gazed down over the edge of the bluff. The white capped ocean waves rumbled and crashed against the rock face. She had made up her mind...join her father wherever he might be, even if it meant dying she would do it. Caleb stretched out her arms and closed her green eyes. She tilted her head back and counted silently to three. On two and a half she started to lean forward. In mid fall, she felt strong arms catch her and pull her back. Caleb’s green eyes flashed open in annoyance as she was pulled back onto the bluff. She crashed to the ground, still in the arms of her unseen rescuer. She whirled to face the surprisingly not-out-of-breath and super strong person.

“What, no thanks,” asked Marko, standing in front of her. His hazel eyes fixed on hers, annoyed with the girl’s stupid decision of trying to kill herself. He crossed his arms in front of him. “Are you all right?”

“No thanks to you, I will be,” Caleb muttered, glaring at the other with her green eyes full of fire.

“What were you doing anyway,” Marko said, more softly this time.

“As if you didn’t know, I was trying to commit suicide! Life without my father is so unbearable;” Caleb sobbed, sinking to the ground. Her hands slammed against the soft dirt, stopping her from sinking any further.

“What’s your name, love,” Marko asked, starting toward the distressed female. He layed a gloved hand soothingly on her trembling shoulder. He patiently awaited her reply.

“Caleb,” she muttered, through a curtain of red hair.

“I’m Marko,” Marko explained, running his hand through Caleb’s long hair.

“Mark,” Caleb asked puzzled, wiping her tears on the back of her hands and brushing her hair away. She looked up into his pale, baby face.

“No,” Marko corrected, shaking his head. “Mark-O, with an O.”

Marko pulled Caleb gracefully to her feet. She wobbled at first, but quickly caught her balance when Marko reached out for her. Caleb’s green eyes fixed on Marko’s own hazel ones. He noticed now all her features for the first time. Caleb’s hair was the color of blood in the moonlight. The faint blue trails of veins underneath her transparent skin sparked why Marko had come up here in the first place...to feed. Marko didn’t even think of falling in...he pushed the thought to the very back of his mind.

“Do you need help down,” Marko asked, deliberately trying to take his mind off his thoughts. He lent a pale hand to the trembling Caleb. He looked into her depressed green eyes.

“I have nowhere else to go, so I might as well stay here,” Caleb admitted, a sigh escaping her full, red lips. Her long eyelashes framed her emerald eyes.

“C’mon, lets get you out of this nippy weather,” Marko offered, pulling Caleb down behind him on the bluff.

Marko analyzed this situation. Caleb’s dad was missing...possibly dead, she was alone with no one to care for her...a drifter, and she had nowhere else to go...a nomad and a lost girl. Marko had become lonely in the last week. Ever since Max was killed things had been dull in the lives of the Pack. Michael’s brother Sam and the Frogg brothers, Edgar and Alan, killed Star and Michael. All three of the so-called vampire hunters then fled Santa Carla, afraid of what the vampires would do to them. To their advantage, the Pack had no interest in harming them...yet.

David, Paul, Marko, and Dwayne worried about finding someone new to head Max’s video store in his place. Someone to watch their bikes while they were out hunting and roaming the Boardwalk. The remaining Pack members sought out a replacement for Max. Marko didn’t know if they had found one or not. He didn’t care at the time, for he was too busy leading and worrying about Caleb to care.

Marko allowed Caleb to enter the cave in front of him. She stopped in her tracks, in awe of the surroundings. The cave resembled an old posh hotel lobby. It was littered with worn, red velvet couches, books, and many other trinkets. In the middle lay a fountain and check in/check out desk. It was all covered in dust, but the rest was well lived in. Caleb gently fingered the lip of the fountain, collecting a faint amount of gray dust on her index finger. The candles that littered the lip sent off a warm and cozy glow.

“Wow,” Caleb whispered, not taking her eyes off the amazing sight. From the outside it looked like nothing, with it’s DANGER: KEEP OUT, WARNING, NO TRESPASSING, and CONDEMNED STRUCTURE signs warning off any curious teenagers that wanted a peek at what was inside.

“Yeah, it used to be a hotel at the turn of the century. Too bad they built it on the fault. In 1906, when the big one hit San Francisco, this place took a header and slammed into the ground. So, we own it now,” Marko explained, enjoying the history of this place he was telling.

“We,” Caleb asked, turning to Marko. A confused frown crossed her brow.

“Yes, we,” said a powerful voice.

Caleb spun and faced a half-hidden man in the shadows. From what she could see, his earring and spiky blonde hair only added to his gruff appearance. His cerulean eyes had a look that seemed to penetrate through anything, even steel! Caleb turned her eyes away from his, afraid he would penetrate her protective walls.

Out of the darkness melted two other figures. One was tall with a mass of dark hair. He wore no shirt, but a denim jacket with a tooth of some kind around his neck. The other one was wild looking, like the guy from Twisted Sister. His hair was blonde and his tight neutral pants hugged his firm muscles. He stared at Caleb with glassy eyes that danced around.

“Uh, guys...this is Caleb. I found her at the top of the bluff,” Marko explained, startled that the Pack had been there the whole time.

“Did you now,” David asked, his cerulean eyes not leaving Caleb’s trembling form. She was trying to hide it, but David’s vampire gaze caught that.

“A-and I was just...leaving,” Caleb started, edging faster and faster toward the entrance to the cave for her escape.

“Now hold on just one minute,” David ordered, grabbing Caleb’s arm in his gloved hand. He stared into her green eyes with interest.

Caleb’s whole body tightened with fear. She didn’t know who this guy was, but he emanated evil or something not good. Maybe it was because he looked like some mad serial killer. Caleb didn’t take the chance. She wrenched out of his grip and rubbed the red spot on her arm where his vice-like grip was.

“Caleb, meet David...our leader,” Marko explained. He turned to the other two. “The tall, dark one is Dwayne...David’s lieutenant. The wild blonde one is Paul.”

Caleb nodded with half interest. She got the same reaction from the other two. Tension filled the air and Marko could feel, as well as smell it. Marko had a thought strike him. It had been a while since they had FIRST brought a girl into the Pack. The last time it was disastrous. Star, who was the first female brought into the group, turned against them and broke the first rule. ‘Harm not your own’ ruled as Pack law. She allowed Michael, Sam, and the Frogg brothers to try and kill the Pack, and she even helped them! They succeeded as staking Marko, but in the wrong place. It was a huge mistake, for in the process she was killed...and Michael as well.

“David, what can I do with her? She has no other place to go. Caleb is a drifter, a nobody without a purpose, a lost girl! Can she now join us and make our family bigger,” Marko asked, mentally sending the thought to David.

“Marko, you know the Pack law! She has to be willing to come in. A female has to be willing to join our family, but it doesn’t necessarily mean she has to know what we TRULY are at first. We can trap her yes, but it would be too soon to do it now. Wait my brother and see how things turn out,” David replied, sending the message mentally as well. His cerulean eyes fixed on his friend.

Marko nodded in understanding to what his leader was explaining. If Caleb was brought in to early, like Star, the same effect could come out. Marko decided to wait...for it would be best to do so. He was really starting to like Caleb and wanted her to stay for good if she did decide to join.

Amy walked down the street, wondering what was going to happen to her. Her parents had been fighting and in the heat of the moment, her mother killed her father. Amy had been asked to keep this a secret, but she couldn’t let her mother get away with it.

Amy called the police and her mother was taken away.

The police station, behind Amy in the shadows, was out of sight now. Tears flowed down her Native American skin. Amy hugged the deerskin tunic tighter against her body. Her long raven hair blew carelessly around her head. Amy fixed her chocolate brown eyes on the gray pavement beneath her feet. It suddenly gave way to a dirt-covered road.

Amy saw she had wandered to the outskirts of Santa Carla. Here not many houses lined the streets. Here and there houses were littered along the deserted road, at least a quarter of a mile apart. She didn’t care, and Amy didn’t know where she was going.

At the end of the street, a house loomed up in front of her. It stuck out because it looked newer than the rest and didn’t have that old rickety look to it, but had a cozy look. It was a tall Victorian house with white paint and blue shutters. The lights were off and it looked deserted. Then, the drizzle started. It soon became heavy sheets of rain, bearing down on Amy’s raven head. She ducked onto the large wrap-around porch.

Amy slowly approached the door. Once there, she hesitated a moment before knocking. She could hear the knock echoing hallow through the house. On the black mailbox read NELSON in big gold letters. Amy wondered where the Nelson family could be. She didn’t wait, for she opened the door and stepped into the dark house. Amy disappeared into the darkness.

Caleb sat on the worn velvet couch, curled up into a ball. It had started to rain outside for Caleb could hear it echoing through the cave. Her thoughts drifted to her missing father. Tears welled up in Caleb’s green eyes. She started to sob softly when Marko came in. Caleb tried to quiet herself, but it was too late. Marko had already heard her soft sobs, not to mention smelled and felt her sadness. He approached the cowering female.

“What is it Caleb? What is the matter,” Marko demanded softly, stroking her fiery hair.

“Oh, it’s just my father was taken away from me. I miss him so much Marko! He was the only family I had ever known, for my mother died giving birth to me,” Caleb explained, wet spots developing on the velvet from where her tears dropped onto the fabric.

Marko cocked his head and stared down at the depressed female. She was really saddened by her father’s disappearance. He wondered what he could do to help. He decided to find a way.
“Caleb, could you tell me what happened,” Marko asked softly, putting his half gloved fingers under her chin and tilting her head up toward his.

“Yeah, I suppose so. It was my 18th birthday and we had just sat down to my favorite dinner. Father never cooks, but on this special occasion he made meatloaf, green beans, and mashed potatoes with turkey gravy. He was just about to take a bite when there came a knock at the door. Being a kind man, my father immediately answered the door. I didn’t see his face, but I distinctly heard a voice. It had a certain familiar...arrogance ringing in it,” Caleb began, her eyes staring blankly into the fire. She didn’t see Marko tense up. “Well, my father was snatched away and taken into the night. I leapt up from my seat and tried to get to the door, but I slipped on this skirt. I crashed to the floor and looked up. My father was gone, along with the person who took him.”

Marko sat and digested her story. No wonder she had so much sorrow. Her father was the only family she had ever known and he was taken away in a flash, while Caleb watched helplessly. He pressed on further to find out if his hunch was right, and if it was...he knew where to find her father.

“When and where did this take place,” Marko asked, his breathing becoming shallow and rapid.

“On my 18th birthday...about four days ago, in white Victorian house with blue shutters, on the dirt road in the outskirts of Santa Carla,” Caleb explained.

These words fell upon Marko like a ton of bricks. He was so caught up in what she was saying that he didn’t realize who she was talking about. In a frenzy, he leapt up and headed toward the shaft that was carved in the high point of the wall above. He started the climb, leaving Caleb there to herself. If Marko was right, then he would be in for some trouble...which he hoped wasn’t true.

Amy let the front door shut behind her with a slam that echoed through the house. The faint patter of rain could be heard in the dark and silent house. She made her way around the house, hands skimming the walls for a light switch. When she found one, she flipped it on. Amy realized she was in the dinning room. There was still uneaten food left on the table. From what it looked like, it had been left for a couple of days.

Amy crinkled her nose at the sight in disgust and turned away. She made her way slowly to the kitchen, hoping to find something to put into her stomach. Fortunately, the cabinets were full of food and Amy was able to make herself something to eat. Amy carried the plate of potato chips and a sandwich into the living room. She looked around at the elegant room. It was furnished with a rather large television, a china cabinet in the corner, a leather couch and love seat, two matching leather recliner’s, a carved African-looking coffee table with matching end tables, and sheer curtains that matched the cream wall paper. It was the prettiest room Amy had seen so far.

She sat down on the soft, leather couch and groped for the remote. Amy picked it up and clicked on the television. On the USA channel, a movie was playing about a guy who was changed into a freak by some crazy circus guy. He helped the other freaks in the show by freeing them. It was really good and it made Amy laugh. Soon she fell asleep, leaving the television on to cast shadows and lights across the dark living room.

Part 2 by Phoenix

A New Beginning Part 2

Marko approached the small cave slowly, thinking over what he was going to say and ask David. His boots crunched over the hay-like grass as he neared the small sleeping cave he and the boys shared. As soon as he entered, he looked up for David. David was hanging upside down, reading a Playboy magazine.

“Oh, don’t you just wish we could find one of these women,” Paul moaned, his glassy eyes fixed on the magazine.

Dwayne swatted him in the back. From the blow, Paul was sent flying forward and smacked into David. In turn, David pushed Paul roughly away and it caused Dwayne and David to push Paul back and forth between each other. The game was to see who could hit the other with Paul. Annoyed, Paul dropped from the ceiling.

“That wasn’t funny, man! You guys could’ve crushed my smokes,” Paul snarled, dusting himself off and checking to see if his cigarettes weren’t crushed.

“David, can I talk to you,” Marko called, ignoring the funny scene going on around him.

David dropped from the ceiling, letting the magazine fly through the air into Dwayne’s outstretched hands. Marko’s solemn hazel eyes must’ve given away his thoughts, for David’s face went from amused to serious. David’s cerulean eyes fixed intently on his friend’s face.

“What is it Marko,” David demanded, crossing his arms and leaning up against the rock wall of the small cave.

“Well,” Marko started, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. “Did you find anyone to head up Max’s video store yet?”

“Uh...yeah, we actually did find some old guy that reminded us of Max. Why do you ask,” David demanded again, his voice firmly stating the order.

“Well, Caleb lost her father and I just wondered...,” Marko started, his voice trailing off in nervousness. He looked up into the agitated eyes of his leader.

“You wondered if the old man could possibly be Caleb’s father,” David finished. He violently turned away and stalked to the other side of the room. “Marko, I don’t have time for your bullshit! I don’t have time for hers either! Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go hunt! Paul...Dwayne, come on!”

Paul and Dwayne scrambled down from their perches on the hanging bar. They followed their pissed off leader down the shaft. David slowly stalked by Caleb, glaring at the cowering female on the velvet sofa. Her green eyes filled with terror and she buried her head in her arms. David flew into the night, followed by his two friends.

Amy started awake. She looked around with glazed over eyes at her surroundings. Everything looked all hazy from the deep sleep she was in. It had been a long time since Amy could really sleep, and it was hard for her to sleep just anywhere. Somehow, Amy felt safe in this house. She decided to stay for a while, but for now she was going to visit the Boardwalk nearby.

Amy stood and stretched. Her head faced the window and she realized that it wasn’t raining anymore. This made Amy happy for she could go out without getting wet. Amy adjusted her deerskin tunic and approached the front door. As she stepped onto the porch, she could see the Boardwalk lights in the distance. Happy voices floated on the night air to Amy. The door closed behind her with a click, letting Amy know it was closed. She smoothed down her Raven hair on the way to the Boardwalk.

David stormed through the crowds of people on the Boardwalk. He didn’t even see the people, for his thoughts were on the old man. David had snatched him from a house, but he didn’t think it was Caleb’s father. David decided to find out. He entered the store, the doorbells clanging as he opened the door. He spied the old man at the counter. The man looked up at him in terror and stood frozen in his spot.

“Old man, what is your name,” David demanded, softly enough to not be threatening.

“Fred...Fredrick is my name,” the old man replied, his voice shaking without recognition.

“Okay, what is your last name? Do you have any children,” David asked, this time his voice sounded threatening. His cerulean eyes locked onto the old man before him.

“Oh no, I can’t let them get my Caleb! No way will they get my Caleb,” the old man thought to himself, looking down at the videos he was holding. On one of the cover’s, a picture of a family with a Bigfoot stood out. It read ‘Harry and the Henderson’s’. That is where the old man got the idea, not knowing they already had Caleb.

“Fredrick, or Fred Henderson,” the old man lied, looking into David’s eyes to fool him into the truth.

David nodded in satisfaction. He was about to leave, when a Native American girl entered the store. She caught David’s attention for she was quite beautiful. Her long raven hair fell down almost to her waist. The deerskin tunic she was wearing looked great tight against her golden skin. The girl’s chocolate brown eyes haunted David’s mind with such a passion he had the urge to run over and feed upon her that very second.

Amy entered the video store and went straight for the horror section. She loved scary movies and scary stories. Her love for horror was weird, but it was one of her favorite qualities. She picked up ‘Bram Stoker’s Dracula’ and started reading the back cover, when a voice rang out from behind her.

“That’s a good one...I’ve seen it a hundred times,” the voice whispered, echoing through Amy’s mind.

Amy turned and faced a guy standing very close behind her. She could see the blonde stubble on his pale face. His spiky, blonde hair was long in the back. The guy had an earring in his left ear that dangled down. His cerulean eyes shocked Amy because they were so vivid. She backed up a few steps, startled by the black-clad figure’s appearance.

“Is it a good one? I haven’t seen it,” Amy replied, her eyes falling on the video she was holding.

“Yeah, it has a lot of vampire scenes in it...if you like that sort of thing,” David answered, his voice dipping low for the last piece of the sentence. A smile crossed his arrogant face.

“Of course, I love blood and guts! I watch the news all the time hoping that they will show us some pictures of these murders that keep on coming in Santa Carla, but to my disadvantage they don’t show shit,” Amy snarled, tossing the video back onto the wire shelf halfheartedly.

David smiled again, the smile still not reaching his eyes. If this girl liked action, he would give it to her. David snaked his arm around her slim waist and pulled her closer. He leaned down close to her ear.

“If you like action, me and my boys can show you some,” David snickered, his cerulean eyes lighting up at the thought.

“Oh no, I’m not into that three on one thing,” Amy protested, struggling out of David’s grip. He didn’t let her go that easily.

“No...no, you have it all wrong. Let me assure you neither are me and my boys. We can show you some other types of thrills,” David assured, his voice dipping low again. He put all his will into it, trying to make Amy come along with them. He stared intently into her brown eyes, his hand wrapping in her raven hair.

“Uh...okay, lets go,” Amy decided, smiling at the snickering David, a touch of nervousness going through her body. She didn’t know what she was getting into, but she knew she wasn’t going to go down as a wimp.

Caleb sat on the velvet couch, looking into the fire that burned in the fireplace stuck in the wall. Marko sat across from her, watching her depressed moves. She slowly reached her hand out toward the fire, not getting close enough to touch it fully, but not far away enough to keep from getting burned. Caleb yanked her hand away, cradling it against her chest.

“Marko, do you think my father is in heaven,” Caleb asked blankly, her eyes shedding tears.

“I don’t know Caleb, but wherever he is I’m sure he’s okay,” Marko lied, hoping this would make the depressed female feel better. So far it worked.

“I’m sure of it, too. Thanks for making me feel so much better,” Caleb said, sliding across the couch and hugging the startled vampire.

Marko returned the hug, remembering what it was like to be touched by another. It had been so long for Marko...so long since a female had touched him out of kindness. Sure, females touched him when he was feeding, but not like this. This was nice, and Marko was cherishing every moment of it. Caleb looked up into Marko’s eyes, but didn’t let go of his waist.

“Marko, what is your story,” Caleb asked, startling the vampire. “How did you come here?”

“Well, it’s a long story...and it hurts to talk about,” Marko admitted, his hazel gaze falling to the ground. A single tear slipped from his eye.

Caleb felt sorry for asking. She watched the tear as it slowly made it’s way down Marko’s face. On impulse, Caleb leaned up and swept it away with her tongue. Her hands went softly to the sides on Marko’s face as she did so. She could taste the salty sweetness of the tear on her lips still when she pulled back. She found Marko’s hazel eyes staring up at her when she sat back.

A swell of love filled her heart for the lonely vampire. Only, she didn’t know he was a vampire. Caleb leaned down and kissed Marko’s pale lips. Her hair brushed his face as she leaned down. A smothered moan escaped Marko as Caleb’s soft lips touched his. His gloved hands slowly crept up her back and moved around her shoulders. He found his hands slipping off her leather jacket. When she didn’t protest, his hands rested on her waist.

He moved his hands up the gauzy fabric of her top. Her skin underneath was soft and warm. Just touching it made Marko’s bloodlust come alive. He held it down with barely enough strength. Marko traced the curves of Caleb’s sides with his hands. When her arms lifted above her head, she slipped off her top. She slipped off his jacket, revealing his firm shoulders and ripped stomach. He picked her up and her legs went around his waist. She swung her top over her head as he carried her into what used to be Star’s room.

Amy walked with David, Paul, and Dwayne down the Boardwalk. She didn’t know where they were taking her, but she didn’t care. All she knew was what a great time she was having. David latched onto her and didn’t let go. Dwayne never said much, which didn’t bother her in the least. Paul, on the other hand, was hilarious! His jokes made Amy laugh like she had never before. Paul stopped and lit a joint. The stale smell of marijuana floated down the Boardwalk on the ocean breeze. As they continued on, Paul offered the joint to Amy. She looked at David, who nodded for her to go on, and took the joint. She had never really smoked marijuana before, but now was her chance. She inhaled the smoke and almost coughed, but she kept it in. She watched as Paul lit another one.

“You don’t want this,” Amy asked, shocked that he lit another one.

“Ah, you keep it. You’re cool enough to have your own, girl,” Paul explained, smoke exiting through his lopsided smile. His eyes were glazed over and glinted like hematite in the lights of the Boardwalk.

Amy shrugged and puffed off the shrinking joint in her hand. She was beginning to feel light-headed. Amy almost stumbled and fell on the Boardwalk, she would have if it wasn’t for David. He caught her just in time before she fell flat on her face. Amy’s goofy laughter filled the air. Soon, the Pack’s laughter was mixing with her own. She was having a blast, which was very rare for her.

“How about we go back to our place. Sound good to you Amy,” Paul asked, his voice quivering with barely traceable soberness.

“Yeah, let’s go,” Amy replied, loosely hanging onto David’s black-clad figure as they moved through the darkness.

Marko layed on the bed and indulged in having Caleb in his arms. The female was breathing softly, sleeping from the event that just took place 5 minutes before. Marko had made love for the first time in a while. In the process, he realized that he loved Caleb. It had been so long since Marko had loved another. He had never loved...since Katherine.

Katherine was a small town girl from Piedmont, North Dakota. She had long blonde hair that swept past her waist. Her pale skin was translucent and set off her dainty features. Katherine had eyes like no other. Her long, golden lashes framed her lapis lazuli blue eyes. It had only taken a moment for Marko to fall madly in love with her. He was 15 when he met Katherine.

Math class was the class Marko always hated, but somehow Katherine made it survivable. When she would hide her giggling mouth behind a small hand, Marko just wanted to kiss those giggling lips. It was Katherine who took his virginity. They were together everyday for three years, but the day before Marko’s 18th birthday was when tragedy struck. Katherine had taken her own life. That is why Marko freaked out when Caleb tried to take her own. He had past experiences with that situation and was extremely sensitive to it.

Marko swore at her funeral not to love again, but he was wrong. He is loving again. This time he wasn’t going to let anything ruin it, for Marko couldn’t take another heartbreak. He kissed Caleb’s fiery head lightly, stirring Caleb from her sleep.

“Well, hello there handsome,” Caleb whispered, moving up to plant a sweet kiss on Marko’s lips. A smile formed when she pulled away.

“They’ll be back soon, so let’s get dressed,” Marko suggested, reaching for his clothes that littered the bedroom.

“Okay, love,” Caleb said, remembering what Marko had said when they first met. Marko glanced at Caleb for a second, smiling that she had used his own words.

No sooner than a few seconds after they were dressed, David, Paul, and Dwayne entered. Marko glanced up and saw David clinging to a Native American girl. From what Marko could see, the girl was high and reeked of marijuana. The smell almost knocked Marko over as she entered.

Paul leapt onto the lip of the fountain and started pacing, humming silently to himself. It was a calming habit he had picked up over the years. He stubbed out his joint onto the lip of the fountain, almost falling in. He caught his balance and sat down, crossing his legs underneath him. The Skid Row song ‘Remember’ echoed in his head.

“Woke up to the sound of pouring rain...the wind would whisper and I’d think of you. All the tears you’d cry would call my name...and if you needed me I came through! I’d paint a picture of the days gone by...when love went bad you’d make me see. I’d stare a lifetime into your eyes...so that I knew that you were there for me...time after time you were there for me,” Paul sang out loud, not caring if anyone heard him.

Caleb’s head snapped in his direction. Her green eyes were wide with surprise. She stood and walked over to the singing vampire. Her hands went softly to the sides of his face and she looked down into his eyes.

“You know that song,” Caleb uttered, not believing her ears.

“Uh...yeah. It’s one of my favorites,” Paul explained, startled by her actions.

“It’s one of my favorites, too. Oh, go on...I want to hear more,” Caleb pleaded, and she sat down in front of him.

Paul went on and Caleb swayed to the unheard beat. Soon she began to sing along with him. It became a nice duet. Marko sat staring in awe. Paul’s voice, low and throaty, mixed perfectly with Caleb’s high and clear voice. Their voices went very well together. After it was over, Caleb walked back over to Marko. Marko’s jealousy for the other vampire didn’t completely go away when she returned, but he didn’t pursue the matter anymore.

“What other songs do you like Paul,” Caleb asked, looking at the other vampire from beside Marko. Her arms were still locked around his waist.

“Uh...it’s hard to say. I like Cheap Trick real well. My favorites are ‘I Want You to Want Me’ and ‘The Flame’. I like a lot of 80’s music. From the early 80’s to now, the late 80’s,” Paul explained, his eyes gazing straight back at Caleb.

Caleb nodded in agreement. She felt a tap on the shoulder and turned around. David stood behind her, the Native American girl standing at his back. He looked upon Caleb with his piercing cerulean eyes.

“Caleb, take Amy and get her changed into something. Tonight we go out, and it will be fun,” David ordered, pushing Amy gently to Caleb.

“Of course David, I’ll get her some clothes. I’ll need to get some money though,” Caleb explained, holding out her hand.

To her surprise, David reached a gloved hand into his coat pocket and pulled out a wad of bills. There had to be at least over $200 in the pile alone. Caleb looked up at David as he dumped it in her hand.

“Is that enough,” Dwayne asked, sarcasm filling his voice.

“Yeah, it’s enough,” Caleb whispered, taking Amy’s hand and leading her out into the night.

The boys were left in the cave. Paul was still singing when the girls left. His eyes were closed, caught up in his own world. David stalked over to his wheelchair and plopped down. His coat spread out around him, like a dark shadow threatening to swallow up anything that neared it. Marko stepped over to his leader and stood before him.

“David, who is that,” Marko asked, careful not to make it sound like a demand. He chewed in his right index nail.

“That...was Amy. I met her in Max’s old video store. I was talking to the old man...speaking of the old man, he isn’t Caleb’s father. I went and found out for you. His name is Fred Henderson. He has no children,” David explained, his cerulean eyes fixing on Marko triumphantly.

Marko nodded in understanding. He turned away and walked over to the velvet couch Caleb had occupied for the last few days. He plopped down, inhaling the scent she left behind. She was his now because David found someone else for himself. Amy would become David’s, and Caleb would become Marko’s.

Caleb walked through the shallow ocean water. The tide flowed up to meet her, the waves gently licking at her ankles. She looked over at Amy. Amy’s brown eyes were fixed on the shore ahead of her. Her raven hair flew behind her from the misty ocean breeze. It looked like some gigantic fan was blowing in front of her.

“So, where did you meet David at,” Caleb asked, looking over at the silent Amy.

“In that video store on the Boardwalk. I went in there to find a video and I met him,” Amy answered, looking at Caleb and making eye contact for the first time.

“Oh, are you with him now,” Caleb asked, a mist of ocean water spraying her down. She let out a shocked gasp.

“No,” Amy replied, laughing at Caleb’s startled gasp. “I guess I will be in a little while. You know...he promised to show me some action. He never paid up.”

“Oh did he,” Caleb asked, laughing and bumping Amy with her shoulder.

“Yeah,” Amy replied, laughing as well. She returned the friendly gesture.

As they entered the Boardwalk, a shadow loomed over them. The shadow belonged to a girl. The girl was rather small, with childlike features. Her waist-length blonde hair set off her pale, translucent skin. Her deep blue eyes were of lapis lazuli and were framed by long, golden eyelashes. Startled, Caleb stepped back. She couldn’t believe her eyes. Caleb’s hand flew to her chest, gripping tight over her thudding heart.

“Katherine,” Caleb uttered, gasping for breath.

The girl smiled, a triumphant smile that lingered in Amy and Caleb’s mind. She stepped forward to face both girls in front of her.

Marko sat on the couch, eagerly awaiting Caleb’s return. David could see his friend getting antsy, for he was getting the same feeling as well. David stood and stalked to the entrance of the cave. A cool breeze swept through the cave, chilling each of the Pack’s emotions. David raised his cerulean eyes to the black sky. Marko turned to his leader and stared at him with worried hazel eyes.

“Katherine,” Caleb uttered again, gripping onto Amy’s left arm.

“You know me,” Katherine replied in a small voice. It may have been small, but it carried power.

“Uh...who is this Caleb,” Amy asked, wincing in pain as Caleb gripped her arm tighter.

“What are you...you’re dead, I thought,” Caleb went on, ignoring Amy’s question.

“Supposed to be,” Katherine said, a small smile crossing her lips. “If it wasn’t for Claude, I wouldn’t be here right now. He...changed me. That’s all I can say for now. So...how do you know me?”

“Marko...he told me of the story about you and him,” Caleb explained, letting go of Amy’s arm and relaxing a little.

“Marko,” Katherine whispered, tensing up. “I’ve been searching for him...where is he?”

“Just down...wait, why do you want to find him,” Caleb asked, suspicion filling her voice. It echoed with anger.

“I need to find him. We belong together, he promised...and I’ve come to collect,” Katherine explained, standing a little bit taller. She faced Caleb with no fear.

Caleb stared down at the shorter female. Katherine was wearing a sundress. It’s thin straps crisscrossed down her back, revealing pale skin underneath. Her waist-length hair shone like sun gold. Katherine’s lapis lazuli blue eyes gleamed with determination. Her small hands were resting on her hips.

“I’m sorry Katherine, he’s already forgotten you. It’s been way too long, and Marko has pledged himself to me,” Caleb explained, her voice dipping low to a dangerous tone.

“Ha ha ha! Oh, has he now,” Katherine demanded, a menacing laugh escaping her throat. Though she was small, her aura emanated with power.

Suddenly, Katherine’s head jerked toward the horizon. The sky was rapidly beginning to lighten. Fear filled her eyes as she turned back to Caleb. Katherine’s eyes narrowed threateningly.

“This isn’t over yet, girl,” Katherine promised, turning and fleeing into the safety of the shadows. She disappeared, leaving Amy and Caleb staring after her.

“What...was that all about,” Amy demanded, pausing between words. She turned her brown eyes to Caleb.

Caleb stood there, panting and trying to slow her racing heartbeat. She put her hand to her rapidly rising and falling chest. She turned her green eyes and caught Amy’s confused gaze.

“I know...it confuses me, too. Let me explain. Years ago, Katherine took her own life and Marko witnessed her funeral. Why is she here now...that I can’t answer,” Caleb whispered, leading Amy into the clothing shop on the Boardwalk. They entered, leaving the event that just happened behind them.

Sunrise hit the cave and the Pack was nowhere to be seen. They had already retired to the small sleeping cave high above the larger one. Even though they tried, neither Marko nor David could sleep. Both were too worried about their girls being out for so long. It didn’t take that long to get clothing. What worried them the most was the girls coming back to the cave and finding them nowhere in sight. They would come back here looking for them and find out what they truly were.

Marko listened to Paul’s soft breathing and Dwayne’s heavy snoring. Marko jabbed a sharp elbow into the snoring vampire’s ribs. Dwayne snorted and stopped snoring. His dark eyes opened and fixed upon Marko. He reached out and ruffled Marko’s hair. The agitated vampire bit Dwayne’s playful hand. Dwayne jerked it back, staring at Marko.

“What the hell is your problem? Still worried your girl is out there? She’s probably doing someone else,” Dwayne commented, adding the other part under his breath.

Unfortunately for him, Marko caught what he said. With a snarl, Marko transformed into his vamp face and attacked Dwayne. He lunged for the taller vampire’s throat. They fell to the floor, rolling and wrestling in the hay-like grass. Paul awoke from his sleep and watched his friend’s try to tear each other apart on the cave ground. David leaped down from the hanging bar.

“Ah, David just let them fight it out,” Paul suggested, a yawn stifling any other words that might come out.

“All right, that’s enough,” David barked angrily, pulling the snarling vampires apart. He sent Dwayne crashing into the wall. David grabbed Marko’s jacket collar. “Damn it Dwayne, how many times do I have to tell you...don’t tease Marko, unless you want your ass kicked!”

Dwayne wiped away a trickle of blood that was on his lip. One of Dwayne’s fangs pierced his lower lip when Marko’s fist connected with his chin. He looked at the other vampire. Marko was still in vampire form. His rapid breaths didn’t cease. He stood there, glaring at the taller vampire. His eyes had Dwayne’s death written in them. Dwayne jerked his gaze away from Marko’s hazel stare. He took a deep breath and resumed his position on the resting bar.

“I know how you feel Marko, but don’t waste it on an idiot like Dwayne. Understand what I’m saying,” David demanded, looking down at his enraged friend. His cerulean eyes fixed on Marko with concern.

If he didn’t get Amy and Caleb back soon, both of them would go nuts! He clapped a pale hand on his friend’s shoulder. Marko impatiently flicked the colored tassels that covered his left shoulder. His breathing started to calm and he resumed his position on the resting bar, finally finding sleep.

Amy and Caleb walked out with bags full of clothes. They went all out with the money David gave them. They bought tube-tops, halter-tops, bikini-tops, short-shorts, miniskirts, bikini bathing suits, and even some lingerie! The girls went all out.

On the walk back to the cave, Caleb and Amy really bonded. It was a wonder why they were even going to be friends. They had not a thing in common, except the boys. It was a weird start to a friendship.

“So, where were you staying before here,” Caleb asked, looking over at Amy.

“In a house not far from here. It has an ocean view, which is so beautiful! It’s on a dirt road in the outskirts of Santa Carla,” Amy explained.

“Oh, wow! Could you take me there? We have a lot of time to kill. Plus the boys sleep during the day, so we don’t have to be back for a while. Maybe after I’ll show you where I’m from. It sounds so near my house,” Caleb explained, her excited voice rising a few octaves.

“Yeah, sure! Let’s go,” Amy agreed, she waved Caleb in the opposite direction.

On the walk, Caleb thought about her house. She hoped that the police weren’t still watching it. If she went home, she could get caught. Caleb realized she didn’t care...all she wanted to do was go home.

Caleb didn’t realize they had arrived until she almost smacked into the post that held up the wrap-around porch. Wait...wrap around porch? Caleb looked up at the house. Tears flowed from her eyes as she realized she was home. Amy jumped onto the porch.

“Tada! This is it,” Amy cried, opening her arms and gesturing to the house. She stopped when she saw the look on Caleb’s face. “Are you okay Caleb?”

“I’m...home,” Caleb whispered, staring at the house lovingly. She raced past Amy into the house, leaving her on the porch staring after Caleb.

Amy entered and closed the door behind her. If this was Caleb’s house, then she’d better pick up her mess. She started to the living room. Amy started rapidly cleaning.

“Too late,” Caleb called from the kitchen. “I already saw the mess and don’t care! I turned off the television for you, though.”

Amy could hear her rummaging through the cabinets. Soon running water could be heard. Caleb came out carrying a glass of water. She slurped it loudly and plopped onto the soft, leather couch. She leaned over, patting the opposite end of the couch. Amy obediently sat down.

“I don’t care if you stay here Amy, it’s okay,” Caleb explained. She layed back and relaxed.

The girls watched television till sunset came and went. They locked up the house and hurried to the cave. David and Marko were going to be mad, but the girls didn’t care. They had a blast and that’s all that mattered. Caleb and Amy were hurrying so fast they didn’t see the shadow following close behind.

They scrambled over the jetted rocks that led to the entrance. When they entered, Marko and David sprang to their feet. David remained standing, but Marko stormed over to Caleb. He suddenly stopped in his tracks and stared past the cowering Caleb. His eyes went glazed over as the figure in the doorway emerged.

“Katherine,” Marko uttered, not moving. He then collapsed to the ground, passing out.

Part 3 by Phoenix

A New Beginning Part 3

Paul trudged down the corridor. Every fiber of his being dripping with sadness. He had poured his soul into the air, letting it condense and drip into Caleb’s hands, but she rejected it. Paul knew he couldn’t pursue Caleb, and that is what hurt the vampire the most.

He stopped, leaning heavily against the rock wall. His right arm rested against the rock, pressing hard into it. Paul placed his forehead up against it, looking down at the floor beneath him. He stood there, letting his chest fill up. Finally, the tears built up behind his lids and forced their way out. The salty liquid poured itself down his cheeks, like a raging river.

His sobs echoed through the corridor, reaching David who was sitting at his usual perch. The wheelchair David used as his throne squealed as he turned toward the sound. At first it puzzled him, then he realized what it was. Paul now knew the truth...he could never have Caleb, the only girl he loved.

David stood gracefully, moving swiftly toward the sobbing noise. It grew louder as he neared the rear of the corridor. David walked on, his vision picking up the faint silhouette of Paul in the dim light.

“Paul,” David began, stopping a few feet away from the weeping vampire.

“Now now David,” Paul muttered, his voice quivering with sadness. He wiped his tears on the back of his hands, facing away from David.

“I know how you feel...wanting someone you couldn’t have. I’ve already been there, but there isn’t anything you can do about it. Out situations are similar, but in this case the girl you want belongs to your best friend,” David stated, holding his position. His cerulean eyes fixed on Paul’s back.

Paul turned around, his vamp face visible. The torn vampire breathed heavily. He fumbled with the buckles on his jacket. His crimson and white eyes shined with anger. He started forward, storming past David.

“Just because Star rejected you doesn’t mean you know how I feel,” Paul snarled, walking away.

David growled, turning to his vampire form. He lunged at the vampire. David let his temper show itself...emanating with his leadership superiority. Soon David was in the air, holding Paul by the shoulders. David grabbed Paul’s leather jacket, gripping onto his shoulders tightly. Paul was lifted, kicking and screaming, from the ground. David tightened his death grip upon Paul’s shoulders. The vampire below him squirmed and twisted in David’s grip.

“How dare you,” David started, flying at high speed toward the wall. He didn’t slow his crash course down.

Amy and Caleb walked hand in hand down the entrance to the cave. Caleb leaned heavily against her friend’s shoulder, grateful that she had someone to talk to.

Suddenly, a loud cry interrupted her thoughts. Caleb looked over at Amy, her green eyes widening in fear. Caleb and Amy picked up speed, hurrying toward the sound.

As they entered the room, they witnessed the scene going on before them. To Caleb’s horror, David was flying through the air...on a crash course into the wall with Paul dangling underneath him. She watched as Paul squirmed beneath him, trying to get out of David’s vice-like grip. David whizzed past Amy and Caleb, Paul’s foot grazing the crown of Caleb’s head. That’s about how high David was flying.

“David...no,” Caleb screamed, her hands flying to her face. They covered her mouth in horror and fear.

David turned toward the girls, caught off guard. He wasn’t watching where he was going...and slammed into the rock wall. A sickening crack filled the cave, echoing in Caleb’s ears. He and Paul fell to the ground in a heap, landing on top of one another.

Amy ran to David, almost tripping and falling over her own feet. She knelt beside the vampire in fear, disgusted at the site before her. Amy’s hands went to David’s chest, covering his heart. Her chocolate brown eyes shifted to Paul. Blood poured from Paul’s head. The force as David hit the wall was so hard...it broke Paul’s skull. Also, a piece of rock was stuck into Paul’s chest. His breath came out in wet rasps.

Caleb ran to the fallen vampire, tears flowing down her pale cheeks. She threw herself down on the ground next to Paul. Caleb picked up his head, cradling it lovingly in her lap. Paul lifted his hematite eyes to Caleb, reaching up his hand. He placed it on her cheek, smearing his blood across her face. A small smile crossed his face, filled with sadness and pain.

“Paul...oh my love,” Caleb whispered, bringing her face close to his. She rested her cheek on his forehead, her tears dripping onto Paul’s face.

“I’m...okay,” Paul started, pausing to gain his composure. Caleb could see he was fighting the excruciating pain he was in. She could see it reflecting in his eyes.

“I...love...you,” Paul whispered, pausing to take labored breaths between words.

“I love you, too,” Caleb cried, her words coming out in a whisper. One final smile crossed Paul’s lips, bringing relief to the wounded vampire.

Suddenly, Paul’s eyes closed...one last breath escaping his lungs. He went limp in Caleb’s arms. His hand dropped from Caleb’s cheek, slapping against the cave floor. The noise would forever be burned into Caleb’s memory. Caleb cradled the vampire to her chest, rocking back and forth. She was crying hard now, crying for the dead vampire she was cradling. A agonized scream tore itself from Caleb’s throat, filled with so much pain.

“Oh...no,” David uttered, sitting up. He hadn’t hit the wall with much force, for Paul took most of it. Amy’s arms were around his waist, and he pushed her roughly away. His cerulean eyes locked on Paul’s lifeless body.

He watched as Caleb’s eyes shifted to him. She looked directly into his eyes. The pained look tore through David, shaking him to the core. Suddenly, Caleb lurched up from her spot on the ground. She let Paul’s body drop to the floor. Caleb leaped for David, her arms outstretched. Her fingers were curled into claws, ready to tear the flesh from David’s body. A wail escaped her throat. Caleb switched to vamp form, her heavy breathing becoming quite audible. Soon, she was upon David, biting and clawing at his face. Her nails tore into David’s flesh, drawing blood. They scraped across his nose, a deep gash developing.

“How could you...how could you,” Caleb shrieked over and over, the words melting into an agonized chant.

Her green eyes flashed in anger and pain, her tears dropping onto David’s face. They soaked his hair and clothes. David didn’t put up a fight, he let Caleb take out her anger on him. Shame filled every fiber of the vampires body.

Amy stood, walking over to Caleb and David. She reached out her arms, wrapping them around Caleb’s waist. Using her superhuman strength, Amy pulled the shrieking vampire from David’s body. Caleb kicked and screamed, thrashing in Amy’s grasp in protest.

“No, no! Amy, put me down,” Caleb shrieked, still thrashing in Amy’s grip. She was still trying to get to David sitting on the floor, his cerulean eyes locked on his dead friend’s body. Amy held onto her friend’s body, making sure Caleb didn’t get free. If she did, Caleb just might kill David.

Marko took this moment to walk in. Shouts from the main room caught his attention, sparking his curiosity. He followed them, seeing what all the commotion was about. As he entered, he witnessed the scene before him. His eyes landed on Paul’s dead form first. Somewhere in his body, something died when he saw the sight of his dead friend.

Marko flew across the room, hurrying to Paul’s side. When Marko’s hand touched the vampire’s forehead, Paul didn’t respond. Marko realized he was dead...no longer on this plane. His hazel eyes went to Caleb, seeing her crying in the arms of Amy. She looked over, seeing Marko next to Paul’s body.

“Oh...Marko,” Caleb cried, fleeing from Amy’s grasp. Amy was pushed roughly to the ground.

Marko opened his arms to the on coming female. Caleb fell into Marko’s open arms, burying her head in his jacket. She cried, her tears soaking the fabric of Marko’s jacket.

“David...killed Paul,” Caleb whimpered, pulling her head away from Marko’s chest to look into his eyes. They were bloodshot, glassy from all the tears that covered them.

Now, Marko cried with his lover, shedding his tears for his friend. Witnessing the sight of his friends crying together, David let a single tear slip from his eye. He pressed his hand against Paul’s cheek, the skin giving away from the touch. David watched his dead friend with sad cerulean eyes.

Caleb took one last look upon Paul’s body, her eyes filling with even more pain. She tore out of Marko’s grip, pushing the grieving vampire roughly away. Caleb raced out of the cave, scrambling up the tunnel. Marko watched helplessly as Caleb ran. Her cries could be heard from afar, echoing into the dark night.

Gabriel walked the Boardwalk, watching all the happy people around her. Her hematite eyes glowed with anger, the wind ruffling her blonde hair. The black leather jacket hugged her form tight, providing some shelter. Her eyes searched the Boardwalk.

“I will find you...one way or another,” Gabriel thought in her Irish accent, thinking about her mission.

Marko sat on the velvet couch, his hazel eyes focused on the fire before him. Tears still stained his pale cheeks, dripping onto his leather chaps. Paul was his best friend...and the first Lost Boy to befriend him.

*The next night, Marko decided to go back to the Boardwalk. After all, he should want to get familiar with the ocean for the surf contest. He packed a pad of paper, compass, and a watch to time the waves. He was going to find out the patterns for the tide waves.

He shut the door of his beachside house, the one his parents rented before leaving for Chicago. His father had to go on a trip, but they left about a week ago. Marko had no idea when they would be back, but that didn’t bother him in the least.

Marko entered the coffee shop, picking out a single booth in the corner. He slid across the red vinyl seat, sitting next to the window. A waitress in a starched pink uniform made her way over to the table, popping her gum loudly. She pulled a ticket book from her apron pocket, flipping it open.

“What can I get you, love,” the waitress asked, pulling a pen from the bun in her hair. Her violet eyes looked down upon Marko impatiently.

“Uh...the biggest cup of coffee you got,” Marko ordered, looking out the window.
The waitress left, walking back into the kitchen. Marko’s eyes caught his reflection in the glass of the window, then caught something else. Outside, the blonde from the group of bikers walked by the window. He paused, his hematite eyes catching Marko. Marko’s eyes met his. The blonde walked on, disappearing into the darkness. Marko looked back at the paper on the table. His pen scratched across the paper.

“Can I sit down,” a voice called out, above Marko.
Marko’s head snapped up, startled by the voice. The form of the blonde stood before him. The blonde didn’t wait for an invitation, but sat down immediately. He crossed his hands over one another, the pale skin glowing in the fluorescent lights of the coffee shop. His hematite eyes sparkled at Marko.

“I’m Paul,” the blonde offered, putting his hand out for Marko to shake.

“Marko,” Marko replied, shaking Paul’s hand hesitantly. Paul smiled, showing a million white teeth.*

Caleb wandered the beach, not knowing where she was going. She couldn’t hear the ocean over the roar in her head. Her heart raced, the blood throbbing at her temples. Caleb hugged herself tighter as a blast of icy ocean air cut through her.

“This cannot be...Paul cannot be dead,” Caleb thought, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Caleb thought about Paul, his wild hair, hematite eyes, kind nature, and the wildness he set off. She cried harder, not wanting to accept the actions of earlier that night. Caleb stopped in the middle of the beach, the Boardwalk off to her right. She sank to the sand, landing hard on her knees. Caleb lifted her arms to the sky, looking up at the stars that twinkled above her.

“Paul,” Caleb called, her voice coming out in a mournful cry. She cradled her head in her hands, sobbing into them from her position on the sand.

Gabriel walked down the Boardwalk, her left hand skimming across the top of the railing. The wind blew her blonde hair in her face, and she pushed it away impatiently. The ocean crashed off to her left. Suddenly, a sound filled the night, carried by the ocean breeze.

“Paul,” the voice called, sounding mournful.

Gabriel’s head snapped in the direction of the sound. She spied a girl kneeling on the beach, sobbing into her hands. The girl’s red hair covered her face, making it hard for Gabriel to see it. She placed one hand on the railing, hopping over it. Gabriel landed silently in the sand. She made her way to the crying girl.

“Excuse me miss,” Gabriel called out in her Irish accent, raising one hand to the crying female on the sand. The girl lifted her tear stained face to Gabriel, her green eyes filled with pain. Gabriel could see the girl had been crying for quite some time.

“W-who are you,” Caleb asked, facing the blonde female in front of her. She waited impatiently for the girl’s reply.

“My name’s Gabriel. I couldn’t help notice you called out Paul. Do you know him? He sort of looks like me, but only he’s male,” Gabriel explained, squatting before Caleb.

“Yeah...so what of it,” Caleb asked, wiping the tears away from her cheeks. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her thudding heart.

“Well, you see...he’s my brother,” Gabriel explained, training her hematite eyes on the surprised Caleb.

Part 4 by Phoenix

A New Beginning Part 4

Caleb stirred silently from her sleep. She could hear Amy’s soft weeping from beside her. When Caleb opened her eyes, they came into focus. She saw Amy sitting with her back to Caleb, shoulder’s shaking from the sobs that escaped her lips.

“Amy, what is the matter,” Caleb asked, sitting up slightly.

“Huh? Caleb, you’re awake? How long have you been listening to me,” Amy asked, whirling to face the conscious female in surprise.

“Oh, not very long. I was awake enough to hear you crying. Why are you crying,” Caleb asked, placing her left hand on Amy’s shoulder.

“Did you know...that David is a vampire,” Amy sobbed, surprised at her own sadness. “Marko and the others are vampires, too.”

“I know,” Caleb replied, looking down at her legs.

“You knew? How could you know and still not run away,” Amy demanded, her voice going up a few octaves.

“I don’t care what Marko may be! I love him and that’s all that matters! I’m going to get him out of this Katherine business,” Caleb exclaimed, leaping out of bed. She padded over to the pile of clothes on the floor. “I love Marko, and I’m going to go get him out of this mess...with or without any of help from you or the Boys! Understand?”

“::Sigh:: Lets go get him out of this mess,” Amy whispered, turning her chocolate brown eyes to the smiling Caleb.

Katherine stared down at Marko on the floor. The unconscious vampire’s breathing was labored. Strips of his skin had been torn away, revealing the firm muscle underneath. His bonds were shorn from his wrists and he lay with his arms above his head. Marko’s curly blonde hair was caked with blood, oozing from his wounds.

Katherine stared down at her hands. Marko’s blood now stained them, all because of her jealousy over Caleb. It was Katherine’s fault things had come to this, but she would never admit that to anyone...least of all herself. A single tear slipped down her cheek, dripping on the floor below her.

She stood, still staring down at Marko’s unmoving body. With a sigh, Katherine turned away. Her emotions were so confused and tied up that Katherine didn’t know what she felt anymore. Sometimes, she didn’t feel anything at all. This was one of those times. Her heart was numb to any emotion. At least, any good emotion. With one last look upon Marko, Katherine disappeared...melting into the shadows.

Caleb peered out from around the corner into the main room of the cave. Her eyes scanned for signs of the boys. She found none. Amy peered over her head, resting her hands on Caleb’s shoulders below her. There was no sign of either of the boys. It seemed the boys were gone, and they proceeded.

Caleb grabbed Amy’s hand and bolted for the entrance. Paul chose this moment to come out of the room he was in. He spied the shadows of Caleb and Amy escaping into the night. His brow furrowed in confusion and curiosity. Paul decided to follow them, slinking along the wall behind.

He watched as Caleb and Amy slipped silently down the beach, heading toward the lights of the Boardwalk in the distance. He knew then they were going to find Marko. Paul pursued the girls silently, hoping they could lead him to Marko’s position.

The cold wind cut through Caleb as she made her way down the beach. She managed to tie her hair up with the one remaining chopstick in the cave. Her outfit wasn’t really meant for what they were doing, but it was all she could find. The halter-top, short-shorts, and leather jacket didn’t really add up, but looked great on her. Amy changed out of her usual deerskin tunic and into some of Caleb’s clothes. She looked awesome with a camouflage bandanna tied around her hair, which was in two braids that hung at her shoulders. The camouflage halter-top, camouflage short-shorts, and steel toed combat boots really made her look tough.

As they neared the beach, Paul crept closer behind them. Caleb felt as if someone was watching her and turned around. She recognized Paul following close behind. She turned back around and sped up, pulling Amy behind her. Amy allowed herself to be pulled. The girls hurriedly scrambled up the entrance steps to the Boardwalk. Caleb ducked into a nearby alley, pushing Amy up against the wall.

“Caleb...what the--,” Amy started. Caleb put her hand over Amy’s mouth, smothering the words.

“Shh, be quiet. We’re being followed,” Caleb whispered. She turned and looked out at the Boardwalk.

Amy followed her gaze and, to her surprise, saw Paul walk by them. He looked around as if looking for someone. Amy nodded and pulled out of Caleb’s grasp.

“How did you know he was following us,” Amy whispered, training her chocolate brown eyes on Caleb.

“I felt someone following us and turned around. I saw him behind us and decided to lose him in all the people. It looked like it--,” Caleb started, she didn’t get to finish her sentence. Paul stepped out of the shadows just then.

“Trying to evade me girls? Didn’t work. You forget what I am. Now...where are you two going,” Paul asked, crossing his arms over his chest. He lounged against the brick wall. Amy and Caleb cried out, startled by his abrupt entrance.

Caleb growled at the rude entrance and stormed up to the lounging vampire. She stood so close that Paul could see the gold flecks in her green eyes. She brushed up against him, unconsciously knowing that this triggered his bloodlust. Paul forced it back with all the will in his being.

“As if you didn’t know,” Caleb exclaimed, throwing her hands up in the air. She back from the vampire, then back to where she was. “I’m going to find Marko.”

“Uh huh, and without David’s consent,” Paul mocked, his eyes dancing.

“Oh, screw David! Do I have to have his permission to go out and look for the one man I love? I’m not one of his god forsaken damn vampires,” Caleb raged, beating Paul’s chest with her fists in frustration.

Paul winced in pain. The startled vampire backed away slowly from the raging female. He was surprised by the girl’s strength. He realized it came from her desperation to find Marko. He wrapped the trembling girl in a hug, glancing over at Amy. She stared silently at her friend, sobbing in the arms of a vampire.

“Don’t worry girl, we’ll find him. I promise you that...I won’t give up,” Paul whispered, looking down at Caleb.

“Thanks Paul, and I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be yelling at you. It isn’t your fault that he’s gone...it’s no one’s fault, except Katherine’s. If I find her...I don’t care if she’s a vampire. I’ll fucking kill her! She’d better not have hurt him. If she has...she’ll have to deal with my wrath,” Caleb promised, talking more to herself than Amy or Paul. The muscles in her body tensed up at the thought. She started to breathe heavier and heavier.

Worried glances passed between Paul and Amy. Caleb stood there and trembled. Anger washed over her, practically blinding anyone close to her. Caleb turned on her heel and stalked out of the alley, followed by Paul and Amy.

Katherine stood on the Boardwalk, her lapis lazuli eyes staring out at the nearby ocean. She leaned over the railing, resting her elbows on the wood. Katherine’s hair blew about her head in the breeze. Her thoughts trailed to Marko. She hadn’t meant to hurt him like that, but she just sort of lost her temper. Katherine seemed to be doing that a lot lately.

She pushed away from the railing and turned toward the Boardwalk exit stairs. She didn’t notice the three figures following her, but then again she didn’t care either way. Katherine was too engrossed in Marko to do anything to notice. All she worried about was getting him back.

Claude looked down upon the torn body of Marko. He lay sprawled out on his back, his mouth slightly open. The jacket he wore was almost torn to shreds from where Katherine scraped and clawed at him. Black was in a puddle around him, but had stopped flowing some time ago.

Claude watched as Marko took labored breaths, not opening his eyes. Claude ran his hand across Marko’s forehead. His smooth touch didn’t stir the resting vampire, but only brought a furrow to his brow. Claude wrenched his hand back as if burned by sunlight.

Paul followed close behind the girls. From where he was, he had a good view of the girls from behind. Paul had the urge to tackle them, tear off all their clothes, and make mad love to them on the beach. Just the clothes themselves were making the wild side of Paul come out. It wasn’t like he had trouble getting laid, but something about these girls made him want to do it just the same.

For a second, Paul didn’t want anyone else but Amy and Caleb. Just the way the moon rays danced across their skin, and the scent they gave off from anticipation, drove Paul to his weakness...sex. Amy’s pheromone drifted from her pores and hit Paul like a ton of bricks. It danced across his senses, taunting him forward.

Soon, Paul was in fang. His crimson and white eyes layed on Amy, and he smiled. Then he remembered what they were doing, finding his best friend who was in need. That was more important than sex. He returned to normal, angry at himself for even thinking of that. he continued on behind the girls, following close to Katherine as they could possibly get without being discovered.

David entered the cave and stopped. It was eerily silent for the cave. He sent his senses out all around him, but felt nothing. In a panic, he hurried up to the room where he had last seen Amy and Caleb. When he burst in, they were gone. David whirled around and ran into Dwayne, knocking the vampire taller vampire to the floor.

“Uh,” Dwayne said, standing to face his leader. “They went that way.”

“What,” David barked, grabbing his lieutenant by the jacket. He jerked Dwayne forward.

“They went to find Marko...without your consent may I add. I don’t know why,” Dwayne growled, muttering the last part under his breath.

“Jealous,” David snarled, taking vamp form. His crimson and white eyes fixed on Dwayne with savagery.

“Just a little. They wouldn’t do that if it were me,” Dwayne grumbled, looking at the floor.

“Oh, yes they would...and you know it. Stop being an asshole and lets track them down,” David ordered, hurrying toward the cave entrance.

Katherine entered the apartment and slammed the door. She let her keys drop to the floor next to the door. As she crossed the room, her eyes landed on Marko. He was still in the corner, not moving. A few tears managed to force their way out of Katherine’s lapis lazuli eyes. She wiped them away quickly.

Katherine walked slowly over to Marko and kneeled next to him. She ran a small hand over his forehead. Her fingers found their way to his golden curls, moving through them softly. Katherine cocked her head and bent down to kiss his forehead.

Behind her, the window shattered. It sent shards of glass spraying across the small apartment. It was as if some force of wind blew it to do so. Katherine whirled and stood up. Her fingers were curled into claws and she was in fang, prepared for the attacker that might come through.
To her surprise, Paul stepped through the hole in the wall where the window once was. His hematite eyes scanned the bare apartment and landed on Katherine, hidden in the shadows. A smile passed briefly over Paul’s lips.

“So, this is where you’ve been hiding? Nice place,” Paul began, moving slowly toward Katherine. He held up his hands, showing no aggression. “Easy, I come in peace.”

“But we do not,” a voice called out from behind him.

Katherine looked past Paul and witnessed Amy and Caleb standing there. Caleb’s eyes landed on Marko’s form. The green in her eyes went to black, widening in anger. With a loud snarl, Caleb leapt for Katherine’s throat.

The larger girl knocked the smaller one to the ground, clawing and punching. Katherine pushed her hands up to defend herself, but seemed to remember she was fighting a human. Katherine went into fang. Her small hands fumbled for Caleb’s windpipe. She dug her thumbs into Caleb’s throat and pushed. Caleb choked and released Katherine slightly. Katherine took advantage of this and threw Caleb into the wall. She landed next to Marko. Her hand slapped him on the chest, waking him from his slumber.

Marko looked down at the hand on his chest and trailed it back to it’s owner. Caleb lay crumpled next to him, blood pouring from her mouth. Her left hand lay across Marko’s chest, but her right arm was cocked at an unnatural angle beneath her. The forearm bone protruded from the skin, obviously broken. Caleb lay unconscious, her breathing labored and slowing with every breath.

Claude chose this time to come out of the bedroom. He witnessed the scene where Katherine threw Caleb across the room. His electric blue eyes landed on Marko. He watched as Marko looked over her and stood up. Claude leaped toward Marko and stopped.

“I’m the head vampire around here,” Claude called, suddenly cutting off his words any further. He looked down and saw the tip of a stake piercing through the front of his chest. Black blood flowed from his mouth.

“Now, you’re a coat rack,” a voice called from behind him. Amy looked up into Claude’s surprised face. A smile erupted her lips.

Claude sputtered, falling forward. He took one last breath and fell to the floor, ceasing to move. Amy looked up in time to be knocked down by the raging Katherine. Katherine stood and paused, as if waiting for something. Her whole body tensed as if urging something forward. Suddenly, a low growl escaped from her throat.

Katherine went down on all fours. Pale blonde hair sprouted over her arms, legs, hands, and face. Her ears shifted and grew from the top of her head. Thick claws replaced her nails, scratching into the floor. The vampire teeth changed into huge saber-like teeth. She peeled back her lips into a sneer. Katherine lifted her head back and let a bellowing roar escape. There before everyone’s eyes, Katherine changed into a snow panther.

The faint gold stripes could be seen on her back and face. The whiskers were golden as well, gleaming in the light. Her lapis lazuli eyes landed on Caleb, laying on the ground. Her eyes then switched to Amy. The girl stood suspended, not able to move. Amy’s chocolate brown eyes were wide with fear, she began to back against the wall.

Suddenly, Amy stepped forward. Her eyes shifted from Katherine to the ceiling. She then closed her eyes, waiting in silence. The whole room stopped when a low growl erupted from Amy. She turned her head and stared straight at Katherine. She smiled, saber-like teeth extending from her mouth.

David chose this time to come barreling into the apartment. He had followed the sounds of a struggle from the Boardwalk. His cerulean eyes widened in surprise as he watched Amy shift into something not human.

Amy lurched forward onto the floor. A shriek escaped as her form shifted. Cracking and crunches could be heard from Amy’s body. A tail tore it’s way out of Amy’s shorts and into the room. Her hands slammed against the ground, sprouting raven hair covered her body. The clothes she was wearing tore from her body, crumpling on the ground beneath her. Thick claws ground into the floor, sending shavings of wood across the room. Amy’s ears disappeared and reappeared above her head. Amy peeled back her lips and let a baritone roar escape. Her eyes landed on Katherine before her. Amy was a Siberian Tiger.

Katherine and Amy circled each other, like two boxers in a match. Amy let her head dip down, almost to her tiger chest. She leaped at Katherine, paws in the air. Katherine tried to duck in time, but wasn’t able to do so. The tips of Amy’s claws scratched across Katherine’s snout. A yowl escaped the wounded panther’s throat. She brought a paw to her nose.

Amy circled again for a second attack, but Katherine was ready. When Amy leaped, Katherine lashed out with her hind legs. She sent Amy crashing into the wall. Katherine caught Amy’s tail in her mouth and pulled. A yelp of pain erupted from Amy’s mouth. Katherine swung Amy in a circle, and she threw the wounded tiger into another wall.

Katherine leapt to attack again, but Caleb jumped in the way before she could get to Amy. Katherine’s claws swiped across Caleb’s chest, breaking one side of her rib cage and severing her shoulder. Caleb went forward, into the outstretched arms of Marko.

Amy watched in horror as her friend lay dying. While Katherine was distracted, Amy shifted back to human form. The naked girl scrambled to Clause. She ripped the steak from his chest. Amy turned to Katherine. Katherine had her back turned to Amy. She lunged forward and leaped. Amy landed on Katherine’s back, plunging the stake into the panther’s heart.

Katherine bucked, knocking Amy onto the floor. Katherine’s panther form melted away, her human form pushing it’s way through. Katherine clutched the stake that protruded from her chest. A howl escaped from Katherine. She suddenly burst into flame, fire burning blood red. With one final scream, Katherine exploded. Pieces of her scattered about the room, stinking of burnt flesh.

Everyone’s attention focused on Marko. He was cradling Caleb in the center of the apartment. Amy crawled to the heartbroken vampire. Marko was only focused on Caleb, not noticing anyone else that was in the room.

David watched the blood pool from Caleb’s wounds. It made it’s way, like a flood, toward him. It spilled around his feet, covering his boots with stickiness. He bent down and ran his finger through it. David brought it to his mouth. He tasted the sweetness of Caleb’s blood and knew now was the time.

He started forward to Marko. David stopped and took off his jacket, wrapping it around the naked Amy. She looked up at him in gratefulness. Her eyes then fell back to Caleb. Tears slid down them for the dying girl. Caleb had given her life to save Amy’s. Amy now knew she had a true friend.

David bent and pulled Caleb from Marko’s arms. Marko protested, pulling Caleb back down to him. David gave Marko a solid kick in the side, letting him know what he was doing was for the best. Marko obliged, still watching his Caleb.

“David...I’m sorry about--,” Caleb started, eyes half open. David layed his finger across her lips.

“Shh, I have something to ask you. Caleb, you are loved by all of us in the Pack...most of all Marko. Will you join us...become ours? We will take care of you, love you, and most of all...protect you,” David whispered, his cerulean eyes shifting over the girl’s face for any sign understanding.

“I...it would save my life? It would make Marko happy and I could stay with him...yes,” Caleb whispered, bringing her hands up and wrapping them in David’s hair.

David tore a fang across his wrist. He didn’t have the bottle with him, but fresh blood was better. He put his wrist to Caleb’s lips. She began to suck instinctively. Her teeth dug harder into David’s wrist, drawing more blood. He felt his power draining into Caleb, changing her. He finally had to tear his wrist away from her mouth. Caleb whimpered, following the wrist with her head.

David soothed the girl and carried her back to Marko. He placed the girl in Marko’s arms. A smile of thankfulness rolled across Marko’s lips. David nodded in understanding, turning to Amy. He lifted the girl to her feet. A smile erupted across his face, reaching his cerulean eyes.

“You know...you could’ve warned me,” David began. Amy cut off his words with a kiss.

“I’m just full of surprises,” she replied, smiling. Amy gazed around at all gathered in the small apartment.

“Here’s to a new beginning,” Marko whispered, leaning and kissing Caleb’s lips. His hazel eyes gleamed with happiness.

David stepped out into the night with Amy at his side. Paul and Dwayne followed, leaving Marko to himself with Caleb. Marko watched as Caleb’s green eyes opened. She smiled, showing her new ivory fangs. Marko bent down for a kiss, closing the front door with his foot. He carried Caleb to the bedroom, preparing for sleep as the sun rose 15 minutes later.

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