Evil Has Struck And Your Luck Just Ran Out by sheba11696

Summary: Summary: When David gets bitten by a Werewolf, strange things start happening, He is slowly turning into one. Can the other Lost Boys stop the evilness that is taking over there friend? Or is it too late? Find out in this Horror/Action story about 4 friends and a tale of friendship. R&R!
Categories: Lost Boys
Characters: David, Dwayne, Max, Paul
Genres: Action/Adventure, Angst, Drama, General, Horror, Mystery, Supernatural, Suspense
Pairing(s): None
Warnings: Blood play, Character Death, Heavy Violence, Mild Violence, Other potentially disturbing content
Challenges: None
Series: None
Chapters: 2 Completed: No Word count: 1897 Read: 3597 Published: 28 Dec 2006 Updated: 30 Dec 2006

1. The Werewolf by sheba11696

2. Helping A Friend by sheba11696

The Werewolf by sheba11696

Author's Notes:
David’s eyes slowly opened and he dropped down from the metal bar. He had told the Boys last night that they could go feeding without him if he wasn’t awake when they were, they had not protested, seeing that about a week passed by without them sating their taste for blood.

David looked around not sure of what to do now. Most people if they had been taking care of Paul, Dwayne, and Marco for 50 years, they would have been throwing a huge fucking party right now seeing that they didn’t have to put up with the fights, name calling, arguments, rough housing, hair pulling, growling, loudness, and overall badness that implied to the Boys.

But no, David wasn’t like that, sure he was happy to finally be rid of them, but he wasn’t that kind of person. Oh no, David was that quiet, reserved, willing to watch the others, kind of guy. But he had and probably would always have complete control of the pack. He was their leader after all.

David could be just like the Boys if he wanted to, but the Boys could never even dream of being like him. The Boys saw that and that was perhaps why they were so submissive. Well usually. David just had that special appeal to him that you couldn’t just ignore. Dressed from head to toe in black and that bleached blonde mullet and those startling blue eyes that if you looked close enough you could clearly see that this was not the normal see-everyday person.

And if you had been around him for a long time, then you would soon realize that this guy wasn’t even human. He was a vampire.

David walked into the Main Part of the cave and sat down on one of the couches. Looking around tiredly, he counted about every crack that was in the Cave wall. It was eerily quiet and David’s ears pricked up instinctively.

Too quiet.... David suddenly jumped up from the couch, his arms out in front of him, for he thought he had heard footsteps. Whole-heartily expecting the Boys to jump down the stairs yelling, “HAHAHA! We got ya David you should’ve seen the look on your face!”. But they didn’t and all returned to quietness.

Sitting back down David scolded himself for acting like such a fool. He was just tired that was all. then he heard it again....Definitely footsteps. This time he remained sitting hoping to have the element of surprise on his hand. Staying casual he began to look around the Cave again. This time without really seeing anything. His ears were entirely focused on the noise steadily coming down the stone steps.

David turned his head very slightly when his mind told him that the person or whatever creature it was, was on the bottem step. Watching from the very corner of his eye, David saw some blurry HUGE black thing step onto the Cave floor. Okay it was most certainly not a human.

Fearing slightly what he would see when his eyes saw the being fully, David slowly turned his head all the way to look at the enormous thing. His head snapped back to the side when they laid their sight onto the beast.


And that Werewolf was looking at him hungrily.... David got up off of the couch once again and faced the Werewolf. Wishing with all of his might that the Boys would hurry up and come back, David took on a fighting stance. The Werewolf looked him up and down and David knew he was sizing him up.

The Werewolf struck first. David ducked under him and allowed his Vampire side to come through. David slashed with his talons at the creature’s unprotected left flank. The huge beast snarled in pain and David had to duck once again to avoid the hooked-claw paw.

David flew up into the air, knowing it was an disadvantage for the Werewolf. He flew at the creature and slashed at it’s face. The beast ducked and at the same time shot an arm into the air catching David on the arm. David tried to yank his arm away but the Werewolf hung tight.

Concentrating on braking the Creature’s grasp, he pulled back with all his strength as he flew backward. All it did was drag the Werewolf a few inches before the beast hooked it’s claws into the ground firmly. The lycanthrope’s paw came down in a swooping swipe that would have skinned David if it hadn’t been for his quick actions.

He pulled back again and cried out in pain when the nails tore across his chest. The Werewolf threw him down onto the ground and pounced on him. Injured but down for the count David tried to kick it off of him. It didn’t do anything, the Creature was stronger then he was.

He lifted his arms and fought like a mad-man. Thrashing, kicking, biting, scratching, spitting, hissing, growling, and doing whatever else there was to do, David was not even aware of his surroundings anymore. He snapped back to reality when the Werewolf’s teeth sunk into his shoulder. The teeth sunk all the way down to the bone and David screamed in agony. He absolutely had to kill it, he reasoned with himself, despite the amount of pain he was in. While the Creature’s sharp teeth were occupied with his shoulder, David still had his arms free. Raising them into the air he slashed down at the Beast’s neck with a strength born of desperation. David felt the Beast stop moving and he pushed it weakly off of him. He lay were he was hoping that unconsciousness would take him soon.

And when David finally saw the black spots overtaking his vision, he couldn’t and didn’t do a damn thing to stop them.

And chapter 1!

R&R PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!

Helping A Friend by sheba11696

Author's Notes:
The first thing the three Lost Boys saw when they entered the cave was David lying on the floor....

“HOLY SHIT”, yelled all three of them practically in unison. They rushed over to him and soon realized what had happened. The Werewolf was dead, it’s large head nearly torn from the rest of the body. It made you want to puke just looking at it....if Vampires could puke.

It was terrifying, The huge glazed over eyes seeing nothing as they looked up at the ceiling. The Werewolf’s massive jaws were open partly revealing gleaming brown/white teeth. The once powerful body lye limp on the ground never to move again. Hopefully.

David was no better they soon discovered, three 3 inch deep furrows, raked across his chest and the bite wound on his shoulder were truly terrible, the huge canines had ripped into David’s shoulder slicing easily through muscle and bone. You could profoundly see the bone if you dared look into the wound.

The first thing Dwayne did, since the other were too qweezy, was remove David’s tee shirt. The furrows were worse without the shirt on. The three gashes tore down the center of his chest and curved across the ribs at the end. He put his hands over the wound, which was still bleeding, to staunch the red fluid.

Even though David was un-dead Dwayne could still feel the faint heartbeat and his chest rise and fall with each shaky breath. Vampires had kept most of their human traits making them be seen like normal humans. And Dwayne gradually realized that David was breathing very slowly....

Dwayne swivelled his head toward the other Boys who were watching him.

“Do any of ya have any bandages or a medical kit or somethin’, he said trying to keep is voice calm has he felt David’s heartbeat slow a little bit. Some Vampires said that Vampires kept these traits because it verified when a Vampire truly died. And never came back.

“ Uh, yeah, here”, Paul said as he threw a white box over to Dwayne. He opened it and was relieved to find bandages inside along with other things.

Picking up David’s shirt that he had left on the floor, he carefully began wiping all the blood that was splattered on David’s chest and stomach. There was a lot and soon the black shirt became drenched with blood.

When Dwayne was satisfied that most of the blood was gone he dropped the shirt as he reached inside the medical kit for bandages.
He then remembered something.

Dwayne bit into his wrist and held it above the wound, watching the healing blood dribble down. It wouldn’t heal the wound all the way but at least it would speed up healing. Licking the wound he had inflicted on himself, Dwayne reached again for the white gauze. He got the roll out and took a good amount off.

He then started wrapping it around David’s chest. When Dwayne couldn’t see blood bleeding through anymore he carefully tied the ends of the bandage. David’s shoulder was a far different story.

Dwayne bit his wrist again and it took a fair amount of blood to cover up the white bone that was there. David’s bones would heal on their own. Hopefully. He carefully picked up David’s arm and passed the gauze under. He wrapped the wound and tied it.

He felt David’s heartbeat again and was glad that it had sped up somewhat.

“Do ya think he is going to be alright?” asked Paul.

“ Hopefully, but what I’m really worried about is that a Werewolf bit him”, Dwayne replied.


“ Jesus, haven’t you ever read books, Paul? Don’t you know what happens when a Werewolf bites a person?”

“ Uh, no, wait, wait, yes I think I do. They turn into one, right?”

“ Exactly”.

“But ya don’t think David will turn into one, right? I mean he is a Vampire. Doesn’t that effect the turning at all?

“I don’t know, I’ve never dealt with this kind of shit before”.

“ Maybe he’ll be half Vamp, half Werewolf. Wow, think of how powerful you could be”, Marko joined the conversation.

“ No, If David turned into a Werewolf that would be very bad. Unlike Vampires, Werewolves are actually truly evil. If you haven’t noticed, tonight isn’t the full moon. That means that the person turned into a Werewolf willingly.”

Dwayne exited the little chat and turned his attention back to the young Vampire in front of him. David and him had been best friends when they were turned and they were still friends now. Dwayne couldn’t loose David to evil.

He picked up the injured Vampire. David hardly seemed to weigh anything. Dwayne’s usually solemn face grew worried.

Ignoring the muttering of the others he carried David over to the couch and laid him on it. David started shivering. This was a bizarre occurrence for Vampires since they rarely felt cold.

Dwayne’s face grew more worried. If that was possible. Sighing, Dwayne locked his hands carefully around David’s waist and curled up next to him. David stopped shivering almost entirely. His cold body pressed against Dwayne’s warm one.
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