The Frog Sister (The Lost Boys)

The Lost Cave Part 2

Disclaimer: I don't own The Lost Boys.

Pain, the pain was so horrible that even the word its self felt like a disservice to the feeling coursing through her from her chest. It seemed to last forever but and the same time it was over so fast, she's pretty sure she screamed or was she still screaming?

Then it was over and all that was left was a dull ache but not in her chest, it was her head? No, the pain flares to life again but this time it's in her shoulder and eclipsing the throbbing coming from her head, at least her chest isn't on fire anymore.

"Hurts doesn't it?"

A familiar voice mocks her, but her mind is jumbled, and the girl can't make out whose voice it is.

The words barely register before blackness swarms her vision though vaguely the brunette realizes she must still be alive though a part of her has enough sense to wish that not to be the case than to feel that agony ever again.

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Her left shoulder is killing her is the first thought as she awakens with a groan, "Wha-ow..."

Sitting up from an unfamiliar couch she hisses in pain as she moves her arm, her hand that she now on said arm feels the bandage but why is it bandaged in the first place.

"Hey, how's the arm?"

Her head jerks in the direction of the voice and throbs in response as does her shoulder, "David?"

The blonde in question is sitting upon his wheelchair like it's a throne and perhaps it is you'd think so with the way he holds himself, it all suddenly comes rushing back the cave, Marko, vampires, and that damn stake.

"He staked me!" The Frog girl said it with more than a little indignation in spite of the situation at hand.

David barks out a laugh, "Yeah he did but luckily for you he only got your shoulder, so you'll live."

"Right only my shoulder no big deal." The words were sarcastic, but the pain made her less caring that this was a freaking vampire who she was talking to. The couch dips and an arm wraps around her shoulders as the body next to her plops down without a care, she grunts in pain and glares at the offender who is none other than Paul.

"The way you screamed well I thought for sure he'd killed you this time."

"...I thought so too..." Her voice comes out stained as her right-hand makes its way to the area above her heart, "I felt him stake my chest... at least I thought I did."

This made no sense, maybe the pain made her delirious she reasoned.

Leaning forward in his 'throne' the vampire leader's voice pulls her from her thoughts, "Ah it's no wonder you reacted that way."

"Yeah makes sense now!" The blonde beside her quips just before a third voice joins the conversation, "He could've just done that and saved the cave from smelling like blood there's a reason we don't feed here."

It was Dwayne, that means Marko's the only one that has yet to speak.

From her position on the couch, she can't see him but that doesn't mean he's not around here somewhere, normally that makes her feel better having him close by when the others were around but now he was the last person she wanted to see.

Instead, the wounded human decides to focus on the only other brunette in the cave, "What's the reason and what could he have just done?"

She couldn't believe she was even asking that given the nature of what this conversation was about it should terrify her but then again, she's alive... for the moment so she's probably as safe as one could be surrounded by killers at this time.