David lurked in the shadows as he regarded his new Lost Boys. The Lost Cave, their lair, was now ‘modernized’, electric lights replaced the barrel fires, an entertainment center dominated one wall, the large poster of Jim Morrison had been replaced by a poster for the movie “Interview with the Vampire”, a computer sat in one corner, and 90's music blasted from numerous speakers. Carlos had been joined by Matthew, an innocent looking blue eyed blond fiend, Jonathon, silky black hair and their electronics expert. Two brothers, William and James Nielsom, with wicked senses of humor and the ability to predict each other that only twins possessed. Golden brown hair and blue eyed no one could tell them apart. And last but not least the newest of the lot, the long brown haired Arthur, devoted guitarist, Art was always hoping they’d turn a good drummer or bassist. David leaned back, yup, the gang was fleshing out. Now to discover what had happened to those who had killed his old gang, all those years ago. The new gang must be protected.

Matt leaned in to whisper to John, “What do you think the boss is doin’”

“Plotting revenge no doubt”

“Whaddaya mean?”

“C’mon, ain’t you ever hear those talks he has wit Carlos? Back in the 80s David had another gang, word is an errant half-vamp and a coupla vampire hunters did ‘em in. And now David’s gonna return the favor.”

James, listening to their conversation nodded approvingly, “Best t’get then bef’re they get us.”

There was no arguing with James’s logic.

“Billy’s right.” Matt whispered to John, “David knows what he’s doin’”

“I thought that was Jimmy.”John said

“Either or, don’t matter”

David got up, “C’mon boys, lets go to the fair.”

The Lost Boys didn’t know why David led them there, a corny comic book store, but they trusted him and so they kept their questions to themselves.

David walked up to the girl at the counter and gave her his most charming smile, “Can you tell me about the whereabouts of the two boys who used to work here, an Edgar and Alan Frog?”

She smiled sweetly back at him, “Why of course, they died, 7 or 8 years ago, Did you know them?”

David smiled, “You could say that. Pity about their deaths, tell me how did it happen?”

“Well, no one rightly knows, Alan was found with his neck broke, but it’s Edgar’s death that’s the strange one.”

“Why’s that?”

“Cause he was killed with a wooden stake. And both of them were carrying several.”

“You’re right, that is weird, well thank you for your help, I best be going.”

She smiled flirtatiously at him, “Bye.”

They left the store and David sighed in exasperation, “Well I suppose it was a bit much to hope for that they’d manage to keep themselves alive long enough for me to kill them, but still it’s a bit disappointing. Ah well, C’mon boys, we have to go kill Michael and his family. Hopefully they’re still around.”

Chapter 3