Sleep all day... party all night. David once thought that was the only purpose to his half-life. Stalking through the shadows of Santa Carla, the puppet of his maker,he silently pines his once-human days. David tries to hide the whirling void of loneliness he is spiraling into from the other Lost Boys, and instead throws himself into the waging war of colonies. Lost in the shadows of his kind, David feels he is heading straight into an eternity of meaningless existence. Until he meets Star.