Behold, my Beloved
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Category:
G through L › Lost Boys
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
14
Views:
3,937
Reviews:
18
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Lost Boys, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Another night just as any other
The roaring of the motorcycles in the night air alerted the crowd of people choking up the boardwalk. A few shouts and choice words followed the group of boys on the bikes as they road passed. None the less though, the crowd parted as Moses parted the Red Sea.
With a last gunning roar, the four bikes came to standstill at a spot on the boardwalk the seemed empty just for them. People walking by; gave the boys glances out of the corner of their eyes, but not a one gave the group a direct stare. Some thing about the boys was off. Whether it was instinct or just plain ' weird vibe 'the crowd gave the four boys a wide berth and avoided looking directly at them.
The boys settled in to their space. Combined, the boys were a mixed collage of colors. Mismatched clothes, colored fringe and beads. The latter in the smallest boys hair. Three of the boys proceeded to harass each other. Good natured slapping and pushing at each other. The fourth boy, clothed head to toe in black with shocking almost platinum blond hair; watched the other three fondly for a few moments before turning and scanning the crowd. The crush of people on the boardwalk where rushing to their individual destinations. Some going for the cheap thrills of the roller coaster. Others going toward the midway for sugary treats and greasy burgers. Still others going for the rigged games on the backside of the boardwalk.
He turned back to the three boys as out of the corner of his eye he saw the smallest member of his pack get pushed off of his bike. Sighing, he spoke to the tall, lanky, dishwater blond who did the deed.
" Paul, quit being a bully to Marko. Before I decide to give you a little taste of you own medicine. "
The tall blond glanced over to their leader. Opening his mouth Paul retorted back at David
" David, seriously, you need to quit with the mothering of Marko. Shit, he's actually older than me! " Paul said
Smothering a laugh, the last boy with hair the color of the blackest night, bent and helped Marko back up on to his bike.
" Thanks Dwayne. " Marko sid smiling.
"No problem, bro. " Dwayne replied back with a smile of his own.
Meanwhile, Paul and David had continued their discussion on the merits of Paul's bullying.
" I don't give a damn how old either one of you are. You just need to let up a little in public, Paul " David remarked.
Scowling a little, Paul glanced back at Marko and Dwayn. Both of the boys were smirking. The scowl on his face deepened, till suddenly Paul's' eyes changed to a frighteningly yellow-gold color and he hissed loudly at them both. The shine of two perfectly long, glistening fangs could be easily seen. Both Marko and Dwayne's' face lost the smirks, adopting a shocked expression on both.
" Whoa, bro! What the he..." Marko exclaimed.
" Paul, stop it! "at the same time Dwayne had also exclaimed.
The sound of what sounded like a huge mountain lion or tiger interrupted both the boys outbursts. David, having heard and felt what Paul was doing, had left his bike in a blur of motion. So fast that David had moved, that if anyone in the crowd had looked at that precise moment; they would have not noticed a thing. It would have looked like the blond leader had already been standing behind the taller boys bike. His arm around him in what looked like a friendly gesture.
David was in fact, holding his arm around Pauls' shoulder to stop him in case he decided he was going to try and attack the other two boys. Davids' eyes had also changed to the same color as Paul's and even his hands. Which were currently sporting very long and sharpened nails. The fingesr had also elongated. Making his hands appear as claws. Which the left was now grazing Paul's' neck in warning.
" You had better re-think what the hell you are doing Paul, or I will seriously hurt you to get you to realize you are acting like a complete ass! " David growled warningly in Paul's' ear.
" You will change back and quit this childish bullshit, or you will not hunt for the next week ! " David said threateningly.
Paul had stilled as soon as he had felt Davids' claw against his throat. It was not enough to break the skin, but dug in enough to cause sharp points of pain. Letting Paul know that he had seriously used up Davids' patience with him for the night. Hell, maybe for next couple of weeks. Paul also knew that David did not threaten lightly. If David said that Paul would not hunt for the next week, then Paul knew for a fact the would not be hunting.
With a last gunning roar, the four bikes came to standstill at a spot on the boardwalk the seemed empty just for them. People walking by; gave the boys glances out of the corner of their eyes, but not a one gave the group a direct stare. Some thing about the boys was off. Whether it was instinct or just plain ' weird vibe 'the crowd gave the four boys a wide berth and avoided looking directly at them.
The boys settled in to their space. Combined, the boys were a mixed collage of colors. Mismatched clothes, colored fringe and beads. The latter in the smallest boys hair. Three of the boys proceeded to harass each other. Good natured slapping and pushing at each other. The fourth boy, clothed head to toe in black with shocking almost platinum blond hair; watched the other three fondly for a few moments before turning and scanning the crowd. The crush of people on the boardwalk where rushing to their individual destinations. Some going for the cheap thrills of the roller coaster. Others going toward the midway for sugary treats and greasy burgers. Still others going for the rigged games on the backside of the boardwalk.
He turned back to the three boys as out of the corner of his eye he saw the smallest member of his pack get pushed off of his bike. Sighing, he spoke to the tall, lanky, dishwater blond who did the deed.
" Paul, quit being a bully to Marko. Before I decide to give you a little taste of you own medicine. "
The tall blond glanced over to their leader. Opening his mouth Paul retorted back at David
" David, seriously, you need to quit with the mothering of Marko. Shit, he's actually older than me! " Paul said
Smothering a laugh, the last boy with hair the color of the blackest night, bent and helped Marko back up on to his bike.
" Thanks Dwayne. " Marko sid smiling.
"No problem, bro. " Dwayne replied back with a smile of his own.
Meanwhile, Paul and David had continued their discussion on the merits of Paul's bullying.
" I don't give a damn how old either one of you are. You just need to let up a little in public, Paul " David remarked.
Scowling a little, Paul glanced back at Marko and Dwayn. Both of the boys were smirking. The scowl on his face deepened, till suddenly Paul's' eyes changed to a frighteningly yellow-gold color and he hissed loudly at them both. The shine of two perfectly long, glistening fangs could be easily seen. Both Marko and Dwayne's' face lost the smirks, adopting a shocked expression on both.
" Whoa, bro! What the he..." Marko exclaimed.
" Paul, stop it! "at the same time Dwayne had also exclaimed.
The sound of what sounded like a huge mountain lion or tiger interrupted both the boys outbursts. David, having heard and felt what Paul was doing, had left his bike in a blur of motion. So fast that David had moved, that if anyone in the crowd had looked at that precise moment; they would have not noticed a thing. It would have looked like the blond leader had already been standing behind the taller boys bike. His arm around him in what looked like a friendly gesture.
David was in fact, holding his arm around Pauls' shoulder to stop him in case he decided he was going to try and attack the other two boys. Davids' eyes had also changed to the same color as Paul's and even his hands. Which were currently sporting very long and sharpened nails. The fingesr had also elongated. Making his hands appear as claws. Which the left was now grazing Paul's' neck in warning.
" You had better re-think what the hell you are doing Paul, or I will seriously hurt you to get you to realize you are acting like a complete ass! " David growled warningly in Paul's' ear.
" You will change back and quit this childish bullshit, or you will not hunt for the next week ! " David said threateningly.
Paul had stilled as soon as he had felt Davids' claw against his throat. It was not enough to break the skin, but dug in enough to cause sharp points of pain. Letting Paul know that he had seriously used up Davids' patience with him for the night. Hell, maybe for next couple of weeks. Paul also knew that David did not threaten lightly. If David said that Paul would not hunt for the next week, then Paul knew for a fact the would not be hunting.