I have always been impetuous. That’s what led me here. I knew. I knew as soon as I saw him he could never truly be one of us. As soon as I saw him, following Star around like a lost puppy. But I refused to admit it. He was so delightfully proud, so quick to anger, so much fun to tease. I wanted him, like I hadn’t wanted a mortal for years. My Michael. Oh Michael. All I wanted was to make you my ‘immortal consort’ at the risk of sounding trite. But your ties to your mortal life, your family were too strong. I should have remembered those ties. The others believed we were avenging Marco. But truthfully, it was my own pride we were avenging, My pride that was injured when Michael scorned me. And so I lost my Boys. My beloved ‘Lost Boys’ and I have lost Max, our leader. And so I am in pain. Because there are two antlers sticking out of my chest. Ow. Damn. Do they really believe I could be killed that easily. Pfft.The antlers aren't made of wood. Those stupid Frog brothers. They couldn’t kill a fledgling that handed them a stake and stood with his arms wide. I drag my broken body back to the Lost Cave. With time and Blood my body will heal. And I will gather myself new Lost Boys. With time. And Blood

Chapter 1