《Protect Our Own: Sequel to Protect Each Other》Prologue
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The night air was heavy with the scent of ocean salt. The lights from the many rides on the Boardwalk flickered and stood out against the dark black sky. It was summer vacation for many of the people who came to the Boardwalk, mostly consisting of teens, kids, and parents.
The deafening roar of the motorcycles came to a slow as the familiar boys who roamed the Boardwalk parked in their normal spots. These boys were mostly thought of as delinquents, teenagers up to no good. These boys were David, Dwayne, Paul and Marko. On the back of Paul's bike, sat a 19 year old teenage girl. She leaned back from where she had previously had her arms wrapped tightly around Paul's waist, fixing her [h/l] [h/c] that had been tousled by the wind. She wore an off the shoulder crop top with a zipper down the middle,
a black skirt with double slits down the sides.
Leather boots covered her feet.
And to compete the look, she wore a leather jacket that her boys had bought, stolen, for her.
The woman in question, was [Y/N]. She was the lover of all four boys. Now, you may think, five people in a relationship, that's unheard of. Or, how do the boys not get jealous of each other when the four boys spend time with their lady? While polyamerous relationships may be unheard of, this one worked. And it was never said that they boys didn't get jealous, because oh they do, but [Y/N] loves each one of her boys with all her heart. She gives each one her undevoted attention and love. [Y/N] leaned forwards and pressed a kiss to Paul's neck, then sliding off of the motorcycle, her books clicking against the paved ground as she did. The boys turned off the engines and kicked the stands up, getting off the bikes and letting them lean against the stands. They didn't need to worry about someone stealing their motorcycles. No one would dare steal from this group. And if they did, the never lived long enough to see the light of day again. Dwayne, a male with long, black hair reaching past his shoulders, walked over and wrapped his arms around [Y/N]'s waist from behind. The woman let out a few giggles at the action. The cool skin of Dwayne's shirtless chest felt good against the exposed skin of [Y/N]'s waist. David, a male with platinum blonde hair, the leader of the group, smiled at his woman.
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"You go ahead and get something to eat, Pretty Girl." David said, making [Y/N] look at him. Each one of the boys had their own nicknames for [Y/N]. David's was Pretty Girl, Dwayne's was Sweetheart, Paul's was Darlin', and Marko's was Baby. [Y/N] frowned in confusion.
"You sure? I still want you all to get food as well." She said. Dwayne smiled and pressed a kiss to [Y/N]'s cheek.
"We will, Sweetheart. There's just something we have to do first." He said. Paul walked over and grabbed [Y/N]'s hands, pulling her from Dwayne's hold, making the male frown. Paul childishly stuck his tongue out at Dwayne, making [Y/N] chuckle. Paul then smiled down at his woman before pulling her into a kiss. Paul pulled away, wrapping his arms around [Y/N]'s waist, pulling her to his chest.
"Don't worry about us, Darlin'. We'll get something to eat." He said. Marko walked over and pressed a kiss to [Y/N]'s cheek, making her look at him.
"You just go and have fun, just not too much fun." He said, winking at her. [Y/N] smiled and rolled her eyes.
"Whatever you all say," she said, moving out of moving out of Paul's hold. "I, for one, am starving," she waved a lazy hand, starting to walk off. "You guys have fun!" She called.
The four boys walked into what looked like an expensive ring shop. The man behind the counter smiled as the boys walked in. He pushed his glasses up his nose. Though he thought these boys were trouble, he was never one to turn down a customer, no matter what they looked like.
"Welcome! My name is Jacob. Anything I can help you boys with?" He asked. David smirked. His smirk fell as he looked at the toilet in the corner of the room.
"Actually, I just noticed that your toilet is flooding." David said. Jacob frowned and looked over at the toilet stall. His eyes widened. Sure enough, water was spilling through from the closed door.
"Shit!" Jacob cursed. He quickly made his way to the toilet stall, trying to walk around the puddle of water, muttering to himself as he did. David smirked. Now that Jacob was occupied, David turned to the boys.
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"Let's get started." He said.
After looking at ring after ring, Paul finally jumped over the counter, holding a ring he had got from the glass case.
"Found it!" He said. He held a beautiful ring out to the boys in the palm of his hand. David took it from his brother and held it up to the lights in the store, examining the band and the stone. David smiled softly.
"I think this might be the one," he said. He lowered the ring and looked at Dwayne and Marko. "Marko, Dwayne?" He asked, handing the ring to the silent male. Dwayne gently held the ring in his fingers. Marko also looked at the ring in the male's hand. The two looked at their friend and smiled, nodding.
"This is the one." Dwayne said, Marko nodding in agreement. Dwayne handed the ring back to David. David smiled down at the ring. Paul looked at the male.
"Do you think she'll like it?" He asked. David looked at him and smiled, nodding.
"She'll love it." He said.
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[Y/N] walked around the Boardwalk, looking at the different people. She looked away from a young boy, holding his mother's hand. [Y/N] shook her head.
'Too young.' She thought. She looked at a young teenager with glasses, trying to shoot water into the mouth of a game, making a balloon rise at the top. [Y/N] sighed in boredom. 'Not enough blood.' Her eyes finally landed on a muscular male with a muscle shirt. A Surf-Nazi. 'Perfect.' The Surf-Nazis were a group of surfers who liked to think they owned the entire Boardwalk. The Surf-Nazis and the "Lost Boys", as the people of Santa Carla called her boys, had bad blood, neither groups liking each other. [Y/N] turned on her charm and swayed her hips, walking up to the male. The Surf-Nazi looked at [Y/N], his eyes raking up and down her form. A smirk formed on the Surf-Nazi's face. [Y/N] smirked back and took the male's hand. She leaned up to his ear.
"Let's get out of here," she whispered in his ear. [Y/N] pulled away and glanced up at him through her eyelashes. The male smirked and nodded. [Y/N] pulled him away to a secluded alleyway. [Y/N] wrapped her arms around the males neck. She leaned in, acting as if she were going to kiss his neck. Suddenly, her eyes glowed golden. Her features became greatly exaggerated and fang protruded from her mouth. With a snarl, she bit into the male's neck, wrapping her hand around his mouth so that he couldn't call out for help. The male's sweet blood flowed into her mouth from his neck. Slowly, the male stopped struggling before he stilled. [Y/N] pulled away from his neck, breathing hard. Her features returned to normal and her eyes returned to their normal [e/c] color. If you hadn't already guessed it, [Y/N] was a Vampire. A Child of the Night. [Y/N] quickly wiped the dribble of blood that had spilled forth from her mouth. She then gathered up the body and took off into the air, finding a secluded place to dump the body.
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The boys, having already gone to feed, waited by their bikes, waiting for their lady to return. Just like [Y/N], they were Vampires as well. The ring had been safely stored in a box they had also stolen from the ring shop. The box in question was safely kept in the pocket of David's trench coat. The boys smiled as [Y/N] walked over. She walked up to David, pressing her hand gently to his chest and pressed a kiss to David's lips. David smiled when the two pulled away.
"You have fun?" He asked, walking over to his motorcycle. [Y/N] smiled and nodded.
"Yeah, you?" She asked. David smiled.
"Always," he looked at the boys. "Let's go." He said. Climbing on, [Y/N] joined him, wrapping her arms around his waist tightly. David kicked the stand up on his bike and started the engine, revving it a couple of times. The four boys and their lady peeled off into the night, heading for Hudson's Bluff.
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//Here is the Prologue to the sequel. Let me know what you all think in the comments. I'd love to hear your thoughts!//
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