Family of Blood

The Boardwalk

The boardwalk was a much busier place at night, or at least that what Michael seemed to think. There were more people there than there had been earlier in the day and more things going on. There was so much that he wanted to be able to do. However, there was just one problem: his little brother. Sam just kept following him no matter where he went, like he had nothing better to do. It made Michael feel like he was babysitting. Why couldn't Sam just follow around their mother instead of following him all damn night?

The brunette was actually on his way to a concert that had just started not too long ago, figuring it might be worth checking out. During this time, though, he noticed a group a bikers. There didn't seem to be anything interesting about them. They were probably just your typical biker gang but something about them seemed to get his attention, the pale blond in particular. It wasn't something he could quite explain, but Michael felt almost attracted to the stranger, even staring at him for a few minutes. Unaware of the fact that he had stopped all together, Sam snapped him out of whatever trance he had been under.

"Hello, earth to Mike. Are you even listening to me?" Sam said, causing Michael to shake his head and look down at him, "What gives? You can't just stop suddenly like that and stare. That's just creepy, Mike!"

The eldest shrugged his shoulders but didn't reply, instead opting to move forward in the direction of the concert, unaware of the fact that the very person he had been staring at was staring right back at him. In fact, the blond was watching with just as much interest as he had been.

What do you think Davey? They look like tourists. Think they could make a good meal? Marko had noticed the way David had been looking at the brown haired dude. To him the guy just looked like someone to eat, nothing more. The twerp doesn't look like he has much bone on him though...

David doesn't respond at first. Instead he just continues to stare at the brunette until he disappears from his sight. They don't look like tourists, probably just moved here. I don't know. But I think I want to keep an eye out on the older one, might even test him later. He was completely serious. David could tell when someone was either predator or prey and that brunette was definitely a predator.

The vampire was too curious to just sit on his bike, so he decided to get off his bike and follow his prey. The boys would understand. How would you boys like to mess with Max for little while? I think I'm going to check out the concert for a bit. They knew he could care less about the concert.

It didn't take long to locate the target among the crowd, not since David had picked up on his scent. Even so, he was one of the only ones in the crowd that wasn't invested, wasn't dancing like a maniac. David didn't blame him, the music was shit compared to the last concert they had put on here. But the blond couldn't help but smile as he noticed that the brunette spotted him. He didn't even have to be looking to know, he could feel it. It was the moment that they locked eyes that he knew for sure that he wanted this man.

Eventually tired of keeping his distance, David slowly crept through the crowd until he was positioned right behind his target. His mouth was right by the other's ear, his breath causing the human to shiver. "You must be new here, haven't seen your face around here before," David spoke softly into the ear, just close enough so that only himself (because of his excellent hearing of course) and the brunette could hear. The concert was so loud that no other person would be able to hear anyway. "Enjoying the concert?"

Michael, of course, was startled by the stranger. He'd only been watching him from afar but never had he figured he would get the blond's attention. If anything, he probably came off as some sort of crazy stalker. Imagine his surprise when he realized that the man was staring right back at him. At this point the sound of the concert didn't even matter, not that he'd been paying too much attention to it (it wasn't near as good as he thought it would be.) But then the blond started to move, to which he assumed to leave the concert, only to temporarily disappear from sight. He didn't expect the stranger to appear right behind him. Michael had no idea how he knew it was the man, he just knew.