Summer of 1974

"Oh, shit!" Marko screeched as he clung to Ophelia.  Ophelia had her hands in the air as the Giant Dipper ride shot them up and down and back and forth. 

"Ophelia!  Put your arms down.  They're gonna get chopped off!"  Marko shouted in fear.  Her hands always came close to hit wooden ride.

Meanwhile, behind them, Paul was having the time of his life.  He was laughing his ass off from just the thrill of the ride but as well as Marko acting like a little girl.

The three shoved their way through people as they made their way around the boardwalk, doing their usual thing together.  Rides, carnival games, stealing food, going on the beach.

Paul took a drag before handing it over to Ophelia.

"I wonder what you're like drunk". Marko spoke to Opehlia as her eyes looked over to him.

"I talk a lot.  Usually more confident in myself and I get touchy".

"Hey!  I knew you were always the-"

"Ew.  Paul.  I meant huggy.  Also clingy.  Not your gross mind of touchy". Ophelia smiled, shoving him slightly.

The two boys started to talk amongst themselves and Ophelia suddenly felt a weird feeling go through her. Her head was spinning and something felt like it was stabbing her chest.

She grabbed onto the wall behind her as she felt her legs starting to give out. Her eyes widened as she started to feel scared. Her eyes looked to the sand below her as her lips parted.

"I don't feel so good". Ophelia said out loud.

Paul and Marko stopped talking as they turned to look at Ophelia with a questioning look. She didn't say anything else she puked up blood.

"Christ!" Paul shouted.

Marko went over and pulled her hair back as she continued while Paul easily took the joint back.

"Uhhh. That's not normal, man". Paul scratched at his head.

"You think?" Marko almost growled at him.

And that's when Ophelia lost all feeling in her legs.

"Ok. Ok. Ok. Ok." Marko repeated as he wrapped his arms around her, keeping her up on her knees as he now started to panic.

"What happened?" David's voice entered their ears from the distance. Dwayne was right next to him.

"We felt something was wrong". Dwayne then said.

"Wrong you're right". Paul took a long drag while gesturing over to Marko and Ophelia.  Ophelia's eyes were oddly flickering from yellow to their natural brown color.

David came closer and his tough deminer fell. "Her body is finally shutting down". David told them.

"What?" Marko asked. "What do you mean finally? You knew this was gonna happen and you didn't say anything!" Marko shouted at the end which made Ophelia wince.

"I tried to warn her". David defended himself.

"You could've just said it! Hey, Ophelia if you don't turn into a vampire soon, you're going to fucking die". Marko hissed.

"Marko". Dwayne warned him. Marko only huffed as he continued to hold her hair back as she puked some more.

Ophelia breathed out heavily as her hands gripped the sand below her. Marko said something to her but she didn't pay attention as she felt his fingers all from her hair. Ophelia shakily stood up and stumbled a bit as she walked.

"Ophelia, stop". Ophelia could head the pleading in Marko's voice. She felt her eyes play with her as everything would either turn to the side or black dots filled her vision for a moment. Hearing was the worst. It echoed and everything was louder than it already was.

That's when she decided to kneel down once more, not wanting to fall flat on her face. And once again, Marko was there behind her.

"In my time of dying I think I'd rather stay with you all". Ophelia spoke, her words soft.

"Go". David told Paul and Dwayne.

Paul flicked the remaining of his joint in the sand somewhere before following Dwayne.

"Finally see that I'm right, huh?" David asked, jokingly.

Ophelia snorted. Her body leaned back against Marko's. Her body was paler than usual and she just looked like death.

"I've always wanted to go to Neverland when I was a kid. I wanted to find my family of lost boys and well, you guys are my lost boys". Ophelia smiled.

"Well I think Paul is Tinkerbell with that hair". Marko said which caused her to laugh before coughing.

"But if I die before they get back. I am truly grateful for the short years with you all". Ophelia said honestly.

David walked over to them, kneeling on one knee as he placed a hand on her shoulder. "You're not going to die, sister".

Ophelia's lips trembled as she used the small amount of strength she had to grab his hand that was on her shoulder, nodding. But she didn't believe it. She honestly truly thought she was going to die.

Ophelia Darling was born alone and she didn't want to die alone.

Her grip tightened on David's hand as she looked at him with tears gathering in her eyes. "Don't leave me".

"I won't". David grabbed her hand tighter, shaking his head.

"Ophelia". Marko whispered as rested his head on her shoulder. His hands tightening around the back of her shirt, letting her know he was there too.

"I am here sister". David told her. "I am with you".

Ophelia let out a shaky breath as her eyes slowly left his as she looked at the waves crashing in the distance.

But tonight wasn't the end for Ophelia Darling. Her head snapped to the side as she smelt blood.

Dwayne and Paul dragged over a surf nazi and shoved him into the sand.

"Marko". David looked to him as he slowly let go of Ophelia's hand. Marko slowly unraveled his hands from her and once he did, Ophelia wasted no time in killing the man.

Once she was done.  She just sat on her knees looking out to the ocean as she wiped the blood off of her.  She felt better, great even.  But her mind was being swarmed with information she didn't know before.

"Ophelia?"  Marko asked carefully as he walked to her side.

Ophelia winced slightly from the screams in the distance from the coasters.  The new hearing was definitely going to be a pain in the ass to get use to.

"Everything alright?"  He asked.

Ophelia's eyes flickered from one spot to another before she slowly stood up and looked to Marko then to the other three who were a few feet away.

"Antonio".  She whispered.  Pain in her voice.

"Who?" Dwayne asked, not hearing that name before.

"He..."  Ophelia bit the inside of her lip as rage started to build up inside of her.  She just swallowed it down before looking at them.

"I remember everything".