Timeless

Prologue 

In Santa Carla on a chilly October evening, a women with beautiful brown wavy hair and captivating hazel eyes, was walking home with her little girl, who bore a striking resemblance to her.
As they made their way down a dimly lit alley, she couldn't shake the feeling that someone was following them. Her heart raced, and she quickened her pace, hoping to escape the eerie presence.
Suddenly, a chilling chuckle echoed behind her, sending shivers down her spine. Fear gripped her, but she remained determined to protect her daughter and find a way to safety.
Until she was thrown into the nearby wall, dropping her daughter telling her to run and hide. The little girl with tears in her eyes looked up at her mother, ran behind some trash bags.
The mother screamed when the dark figure grabbed her by the neck and drained all of her blood. The little girl watched through the gap of the trash bags, watched as her mother lifeless body hit the ground, terrified she backed onto the wall with tears rolling down her face.
The dark figure looked around for the little girl then he heard sniffing he turned and smiled creepily make his way towards the little girl.
As the Lost Boys wandered through the streets, their senses were suddenly overwhelmed by the alluring scent of fresh peaches and strawberries. Their curiosity piqued, they couldn't resist the temptation and eagerly followed the delectable aroma.
It led them to a dimly lit alleyway, where a dark figure stood, shrouded in mystery. The boys walked closer and noticed there was a body laying in a pool of blood and they realized the figure wasn't their mate. David face changed and the figure looked over and smiled with his bloody fangs covered in blood. David and the man fought which ended in the man getting killed by David. They heard sniffling and they walked over towards the trash bags.
Paul hurriedly made his way towards the pile of trash bags, his undead heart filled with concern. There amidst, the discarded items, he discovered the most heartbreakingly adorable little girl, tears streaming down her face. Startled by her sudden scream, Paul quickly raised his hands in a reassuring gesture, softly saying, "I won't hurt you, I promise." The little girl, though hesitant, nodded and cautiously crawled into Paul's comforting embrace.
As the little girl nestled into Paul's arms, resting her head on his chest, he couldn't help but smile at her innocence. However, his smile faded as he realized the heartbreaking truth: her mother was dead. David, understanding Paul's thoughts, shared a knowing look with him.
The little girl lifted off her head off Paul's chest and locked gazes with him. A warm smile spread across Paul's face as he asked, "What's your name?" She replied, "I'm Lilly." Paul's smile grew wider as he introduced himself, saying, "I'm Paul." Curious about the others, Lilly looked around and inquired about their names, and they happily shared their names with her.
The Lost Boys drove to the cave, Paul still had Lilly in his arms keeping her from falling, he would never forgive himself if he hurt Lilly.
As they entered the cave, Lilly was asleep in Paul's arms, the boys walked down the hallway, finding their way to the bedroom.

Lilly had drifted off to sleep, peacefully resting on Paul's chest. David laid on his right, Dwayne on his left, and Marko nestled in between Paul and David.

Author Note: Lilly is Three years old, I didn't realize that I didn't put Lilly's age.