November 11, 1987

(Dwayne's view)

I opened my eyes to discover that I was no longer on the boardwalk, but instead in a large cavern hanging from the ceiling and a startled cry escaped my lips, as I looked frantically around in terror.

"Hello?" I called, as I fell off of the ceiling and landed on my back.

"Oh good, you're up." the platinum haired guy said, as he looked at me with a wicked grin.

"What do you want?" I asked, as I glared at him.

"We want you to join our 'family' in other words join our coven." he said, and I raised an eyebrow in response.

"And why would I do that?" I asked, as I crossed my arms fixing them with a cold stare.

"Because I see someone who has potential in you." he said, and I sighed before nodding.

"Fine, but I refuse to tell you my past, because I don't trust you." I said, as I pulled the blue shirt on over my bare chest.

"We can understand why you wouldn't." twisted sister said, as he looked at me with a sympathetic smile.

"You're going to need to feed soon." he said, and my eyes widened in shock.

"Feed on blood?" I asked, and he nodded. "Yep, now come on brother." he said, as he turned and made his way toward the entrance of cave.

I followed after him uncertainly, out of the cave and over to four motorcycles.

"That one is for you," he said, as he pointed at a black Harley Davidson.

"Thanks." I said, as I got on with little difficulty.

"So, where are we going to feed?" I asked, and the platinum haired guy smiled.

"You're making me nervous." I said, as I looked away from him.

"Wia toma ano shi, espro dulo dia." I said, and he looked at me like I had two heads.

"What the hell does that mean?!" He demanded, and I smirked.

"Wa tia ti, soni aspi." I replied, before flipping him off.