Date: Tue, 6 May 1997 01:20:02 EDT Reply-To: Tserisa Falcorin Sender: Forever Knight TV show stories From: Tserisa Falcorin Subject: XOVER: Lost Knight (1/3) X-To: the_lost_boys@juno.com To: FKFIC-L@psuvm.psu.edu LOST KNIGHT Part one of three Disclaimer: The characters Nick, Nat, and LaCroix belong to J.P. and are from the "Forever Knight" TV show and aren't mine. The characters Mike, Star, Edgar, Alan, David, and Sam are from the movie "Lost Boys" and also aren't mine. I do, however, like messing with their lives and the set timeline. Any other characters belong to me, and please don't use them without asking. I'm very fond of anyone I invent out of thin air. I feel very powerful when I do this and have a very LaCroix like attitude when it comes to smothering... I mean mothering... my creations. No copyright infringement intended. No offense to anyone intended. Remember: I don't want anyone to use my ideas from this... I even like my disclaimers. :) So don't use that without asking either. Enjoy!!! LOST KNIGHT PART ONE Edgar and Alan Frog's parents slept propped up against a comic book shelf. Their father snorted and shifted in his sleep, and a lock of his long hair got caught in his mouth. He coughed until it freed itself. Edgar and Alan were still grungy from fighting evil vampires. Edgar looked at Alan. "So, should we tell them?" "No," Alan replied. "Let's let them sleep, dreaming contented dreams." They turned to leave, going to clean up and wash vampire gore from their clothes. Edgar pulled his heavy backpack from his back and sifted through the leftover vampire-squelching contents. "Son..." came their mothers groggy voice. "You stink, man." "Sorry mom." Alan and Edgar said in unison. "I wish I had a girl," their mom complained and drifted off to sleep. Suddenly a man and a woman entered the shop. Edgar and Alan went over, although grungy. "Can we help you?" Edgar asked. "Um, yes," the man said, wrinkling his nose a little at the vampire juice stench. "What do you need?" Alan asked. "We were wondering exactly where we were..." the woman said. Edgar and Alan looked at each other. "You mean, you don't know?" The man looked around uncomfortably, then smiled. "Does sound weird, doesn't it? Look, my name's Nick Knight, and this is Natalie Lambert. We were just walking, and suddenly we found ourselves here. I have no idea where here is. Do you know someplace we can stay, like a hotel, or something?" "We're a little dirty right now. We've been defending this world from evil-doers. If you don't mind, maybe you could come back when its morning..." "No," said Nick sharply. Edgar arched his eyebrows. "We, uh, need to find a place to spend the day..." Nat said. "Why exactly do you need to do this?" Alan asked suspiciously. "I have a severe sun allergy," Nick said simply. "Oh, really?" Edgar said. He reached deep into his backpack and pulled out a squirt gun modeled after an AK 47. He pointed it at Nick's forehead. Nick gave him a confused look. "You wouldn't happen to have an allergy to holy water as well do you?" Edgar growled. Natalie got in between Edgar and Nick. Edgar tried to maneuver around her. She edged over, and he went to the other side. She moved again. "What in the heck are you doing?" Natalie asked. "I'll have you know, he's a police officer. A homicide detective." "How quaint," Alan said. "It doesn't matter what his so-called occupation is. The last vampire we killed was a VCR salesman," Edgar said. "Vampire???" Nick asked innocently. "Come on Natalie, these children are insane." "No, we're fighters for truth, justice and the American way," Edgar said. "Uh, yeah," Nick said, backing away. Just then, Michael and Star rushed into the store. "Um, Edgar, David's body is gone..." Michael said nervously. They stopped short when they saw the water pistol aimed at Nick and Natalie. "Edgar," Star said uncertainly. "This man is a vampire," Edgar said lowly. "Michael, you go around behind him, and make sure he doesn't escape. And Michael, if you still feel any sort of allegiance for this vampire thing, and try to help him, I'll stake you too without even thinking twice. I have no affinity for ex-vampires." Natalie perked up. "*EX*-vampires?" she asked. Just then, with a resounding "thud" David landed in the shop, with two horns sticking out of his chest and a antelope on his back. His eyes glowed and his front-oriented fangs grew long and descended. "That wasn't very nice, Michael." "Who are you?" Natalie asked, startled by his lumpy face. He was a very different looking vampie then the ones she was used to. "Any luck?" LaCroix said as he walked into the shop. "Oh, my," he said as he saw the odd scene... An antelope staked vampire with an ugly, lumpy, vamped-out face, Natalie trying to protect Nick from a water pistol, Edgar and Alan covered in pinkish gore, Michael and Star looking awfully confused, and Edgar and Alan's parents asleep in the background. LaCroix took another look at David. "Oh, my," he said again. "How ugly." END PART ONE NOTE: David (the vampire) is *very* cute when not vamped out, but the makeup department kind of went overboard when vamping out people in this movie. But I'm not criticizing anyone... I still really like Lost Boys. Its a great Horror Comedy. Heh heh heh, I can't wait to send out the next part. Cousin Tser }:=8} Keeper of the DHDC and LP page ~~Cousin, CaddyWhack, N&Npacker, LP #7, Nunkies Anonymous~~ tserisa@juno.com http://www.geocities.com/Area51/Vault/3274 DC.D(f)f++s+++h++Cshifta++++$+m+++o15d+++!WL++*Bmsqutorepele++++l++g--i Humanity... is delicious. :)= Termino per sanguis ad Lucius. Date: Tue, 6 May 1997 17:03:05 EDT Reply-To: Tserisa Falcorin Sender: Forever Knight TV show stories From: Tserisa Falcorin Subject: xover: Lost Knight (2/3) X-To: the_lost_boys@juno.com To: FKFIC-L@psuvm.psu.edu LOST KNIGHT Disclaimers in part one. PART TWO OF THREE David scowled at LaCroix and looked down at the antlers sticking from his chest. "This is very irritating. Will someone kindly remove this... annoyance... from my chest?" he asked. LaCroix raised his eyebrows and walked behind David. "How did you get yourself into this little scrape?" he asked, and grabbed the antelope by the muzzle. He stopped to admire the stuffed creature. "Hmm. Nice taxidermy." "Do you mind?" David growled, and cranned his head to look at LaCroix. LaCroix frowned. "Pretensious young one, aren't you? Didn't your master teach you any manners?" David grinned. "He left us to do as we wanted and asked little in return." Edgar lowered his water pistol, then raised it again, this time pointing it at LaCroix's face. "How come you're still alive?" he asked David. "These are made of the same stuff as your fingernail," David said, and pointed to the antlers, "not wood. Vampires have to be staked with *wood*, stupid." "Don't try it, Nosferatu," Edgar growled at LaCroix. "Unless you want a face full of holy water." "Oh, so that's what that is," LaCroix said amusedly. "I was wondering why Nick was hiding behind Natalie." In a flash, Nick sped behind Edgar and grabbed the water pistol. Handing it gingerly to Natalie, she pulled the plug and emptied the contents onto the floor, well away from any vampires. Nick grabbed Edgar's backpack and sifted through the contents. He dropped it in disgust, with a wrinkled nose and swatted at his smoking, stinging hand. "What?" Natalie asked. "He's got a cross and about a pound of garlic in there," Nick said distastefully. Natalie took the bag and looked inside, pulling out a few of the leftover stakes. "Geez, what were you two doing? Fighting an *army* of vampires?" Natalie said, coughing herself at the very very strong squished-garlic scent. "Garlic and crosses were found to be ineffectual against vampires," Edgar said. "Therefore, we have a lot left over. And yes, we *were* fighting an etire brood of the evil monsters." LaCroix smiled slightly. "What'd they ever do to you?" "They eat the population, for one thing," Alan said. "And they tried to make me and Star into vampires," Michael said. "They ghouled us." "Ghouled?" Nat asked and threw the bag over her shoulder, despite the strong, garlicky odor, so that the Frog brothers wouldn't get it back. Nick looked about to faint from the scent. LaCroix, being much older, was relatively unaffected. David didn't seem to care. LaCroix gave a sharp tug and freed the antlers from David's chest. A little bit of vampire juice fizzed out, but then subsided as David's body healed itself. "You know, ghouled," Edgar said. "Feeding a human vampire blood without draining them first. Its a slower process... the ghoul becomes a vampire after its first kill. Its much quicker if they drain you and feed you blood, but demands less obedience." LaCroix tossed the antelope head towards the back of the shop. It landed on the ground beside the Frog brothers parents. Their dad snorted and rolled over. "Hmmm. I never thought of that," LaCroix said. "I wonder if it works." He looked at Natalie. "Care to experiment?" he asked her. "I don't think so LaCroix," Natalie growled. LaCroix shrugged. "And now you're human again?" Natalie asked turning to Michael. "Well, yeah, if you kill the head vampire, all half-vampires turn back to normal." Natalie grinned evily at LaCroix. "On the off-chance Nick is only half vampire...." LaCroix shook his head. "Think of how many people he's killed Doctor. Obviously he's not." He smiled at Nick's sad, remorseful look. Natalie reached into the bag and pulled out a clump of desicated garlic. She tossed it at LaCroix. It bounced off with a sizzling sound and a little plume of smoke. "Be NICE LaCroix," she snarled. Edgar looked at Alan. "It works on these vampires," Edgar commented. Alan nodded. "Hm." They folded their arms and calmly watched Nat as she threw another piece of garlic at LaCroix. "Hey, stop it," LaCroix shouted, using his arm to block it. "I'm sorry, geez." The Frog brother's mom began to snore loudly. END PART THREE Cousin Tser }:=8} Keeper of the DHDC and LP page ~~Cousin, CaddyWhack, N&Npacker, LP #7, Nunkies Anonymous~~ tserisa@juno.com http://www.geocities.com/Area51/Vault/3274 DC.D(f)f++s+++h++Cshifta++++$+m+++o15d+++!WL++*Bmsqutorepele++++l++g--i Humanity... is delicious. :)= Termino per sanguis ad Lucius. Date: Wed, 7 May 1997 16:55:09 EDT Reply-To: Tserisa Falcorin Sender: Forever Knight TV show stories From: Tserisa Falcorin Subject: xover: Lost Knight (3/3) X-To: the_lost_boys@juno.com To: FKFIC-L@psuvm.psu.edu LOST KNIGHT PART THREE OF THREE Disclaimers in part one. A teenage girl walked into the comic book store. She looked at the scene... LaCroix scowling at Nat and sizzling, and David rubbing a sore spot where the antelope's nose had rubbed into his back and with two gaping, though rapidly closing, holes in his chest. She looked at the Frog brothers who stood with their arms folded nodding once and a while. She saw Michael glaring threateningly at David, and Star hanging back behind him. Nick was carefully side-stepping the pieces of garlic on the floor and making his way to Natalie despite the bag of garlic she held. The girl wrinkled her nose at the strong scent of garlic and vampire gore that pervaded the room. She shrugged and walked over to the comic book stands, picking up one that said "Werewolves ~~ MoonChild". "Who are you?" Edgar asked. "My name is Poe." She thumbed through the comic book absently. "What are you doing here?" Alan asked. She turned and looked at him with a wry smile. "I thought this was a comic book store. You do want customers don't you?" she asked. "Actually, I'm looking for some kids named Edgar and Alan." "That's us," Edgar said, thumbing towards Alan. She smiled. "Pleased to meet you," she said, and extended her hand. She shook Edgar's hand firmly despite the crusty dried vampie blood. Poe wore a long, greenish dress and had long, brown hair. Her eyes were very light green. She was fairly tall and on the skinny side, and she had a teasing, sincere smile. "Why were you looking for us?" Edgar asked suspiciously. Poe shrugged. "I think you're my cousins. I'm from up north. I did talk to you, remember? I was going to come stay with you for a while." "Oh yeah," Alan said, and rolled his eyes at their absent-mindedness. "We forgot." "We've had a busy week," Edgar said matter-of-factly. "Oh," Poe said, smiling. She didn't look in the least bit hurt. She turned to Nick and smiled seductively. "And who are your friends?" she asked quietly and raised her eyebrows at the handsome vampire. "They aren't our friends," Edgar and Alan answered simultaneously. "They are evil creatures of the night who feed on humans and murder innocents." Poe looked at Edgar and frowned. "Excuse me?" "VAMPIRES," Edgar said with emphasis. "What's wrong with that?" Poe asked. "Some of my best friends are vampires. They just need guidance and a conscience and then they're good people. Well, as good as one can be." "That reminds me," said LaCroix, "where is your master, young one?" he asked David. "Apparently he hasn't raised you correctly. You are going way out of line, violating the Code. If you're not careful, you'll have the Enforcers on your tail." David shrugged. "He's dead. Some old fart killed him." LaCroix sighed and rolled his eyes. "Probably served the man right. He wasn't a proper master. Would you follow me? I'd teach you everything I know. You just need a little guidance." David shrugged again. "What do I have to loose?" Natalie chucked another piece of garlic at LaCroix. "Probably a lot," she said as the piece bounced harmlessly off his buzz cut. "But like you said, LaCroix, sounds like even you are a better teacher than his past... master... or whatever." Nat shifted the bag to her other shoulder so it was out of Nick's way. She mumbled in his ear, "Besides, maybe it'll get him off your back. I think David's personality and style is more suited to LaCroix anyway." Edgar, Alan, and Poe stood with their arms folded and looked at David. "As long as he doesn't stay around here, I'm alright with this," Edgar said. Michael and Star still looked very confused but shrugged. Apparently, nothing awful was going to happen. Still, Star jumped when the Frog brother's mother let out a huge snort and fell off her chair, still asleep. Nick kicked an exceptionally large chunk of garlic away with the toe of his shoe. "I'm still lost," he said. "And it's going to be morning soon. Where *are* we?" "Santa Carla," Alan said. "Hey, I'll help you find a nice, dark hotel, OK?" Poe said. She motioned for them to follow. As she walked by Natalie, she murmured in conspiratorial tones, "Good catch girl. Keep a hold on *this* creature of the night," and winked. Natalie blushed obviously. They followed Poe down the boardwalk to a beautiful inn with a view of a secluded part of the beach, the moonlight reflecting off the water. [heh heh heh] David decided to show LaCroix the cave, and they took off into the night with a swoosh and a flapping of fabric. Edgar and Alan looked at each other, up and down, and went into the back to change and clean up, while Michael and Star decided to go back to the house and tell Mike's mom, grandpa and Sam about what they had seen and that everything was alright. They had mostly left to avoid having to help clean up the huge mess left by Grandpa driving the car through the house, as well as to warn everyone that David had disappeared, but they figured they'd better go back and do their share. The Frog brother's dad fell off the chair with a resounding "thump". THE END =] * * * * * * * * * * * PS: Since the new Lost Boys movie is coming out sometime soon, I suppose all my ideas will be nullified. However, it was very fun to write!! I hope you enjoyed reading it. Virtual plasma bags and garlic can be sent to tserisa@juno.com. Since I'm rather young as far as vampires go, garlic has more of an effect on me than on LaCroix, so don't send to much. I don't want to spontaneously combust. =] Cousin Tser }:=8} Keeper of the DHDC and LP page ~~Cousin, CaddyWhack, N&Npacker, LP #7, Nunkies Anonymous~~ tserisa@juno.com http://www.geocities.com/Area51/Vault/3274 DC.D(f)f++s+++h++Cshifta++++$+m+++o15d+++!WL++*Bmsqutorepele++++l++g--i Humanity... is delicious. :)= Termino per sanguis ad Lucius.