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Dawn of the Midnight Sun by VooDolly

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Disclaimer: The Lost Boys movie, David and all recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the original copyright owner. I am in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. This story is purely fan made and no copyright infringement is intended.

Story also available on fanfiction.net. My username on there is Abbstarz.
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Notes: This is my very first fanfic, so I'm sorry if it sucks lol, but hey everyone starts somewhere right? ^^I hope that it's not a total disaster and that I have done this awesome film and David some justice. I also just want to mention that this story is set after the first Lost Boys film but before The Tribe. It is sort of a follow up to David's story within the mini comic book series which bridged the gap between The Lost Boys and The Tribe, but I have changed a couple of things to make events in later chapters possible.
All reviews are highly appreciated, constructive criticism welcomed. ^.6
Thanks a lot.
~Abbey
I crouched at the cliffs edge and peered down into the murky blackness below. The midnight sun illuminated the waves in the distance; a thousand diamonds glistened in the moonlight. Mesmerised at the gentle lull of the tide, I sat in awe of this formidable force below. The ocean is an inexorable force of nature, wild and unforgiving but also capable of being calm and gentle. In this regard the ocean and I are quite similar. I may be immortal but I am not invincible and I greatly envied the sea for its ability to reign supreme day and night. How I wish that the sun did not imprison me within the night for eternity. Vampirism is a gift not a curse but the whole daylight issue is a real bitch.
As tranquil as the sea was tonight it was not able to extinguish the fiery rage which coursed through my body. They were gone, massacred by that bastard Edgar Frog; this was the second family of mine he had butchered. I had warned Tyrone and the others of the dangers of hunting in such public places but they were young, stupid and reckless. I was angered by the fact that my younger brothers had disobeyed my orders. Furious not just of their demise but because of their recklessness I was now alone again. Vampires fear very few things but the thought of spending an eternity in solitude terrifies many of us.
I would have my revenge; I was after Edgar's blood but had no interest in consuming him. I wouldn't dream of tainting my lips with the filthy blood of a vampire hunter, ha I wouldn't even blunt my fangs on him. No, death would be a fate too kind for him; I had something more sinister in mind. He had taken everything from me and now I was alone in this world, an empty shell. Edgar would soon suffer the same fate. Like a stormy sea, my waves of vengeance would plunge his whole world into darkness.
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