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Lost Boys Little Boy

Summary:

Elijah has been alive for thousands of years. What happens when he stumbles upon Santa Carla "The Murder Capital" and catch the eyes of the un-dead biker gang?

(A/N I have posted this on 2 other platforms. On Fanfic.net under Draken511 and on Wattpad under EnaNuri1666. Just in case you've seen it on those platforms.)

Chapter 1: Prolgue

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All those years ago and I thought it would get better, but no.

Sorry, let me explain myself for that previous sentence. I'm not human. I never was. So to state I'm a few thousand years old. You see the problem though is me myself. I'm what's known as a little. There wasn't a term long ago and I was always called The Demons Child. I'm physically 17 and I haven't physically aged in the thousands of years I've been alive so you can see my problem. All the people who met me thought I was cursed (which I find quite hilarious) with me always acting like a child. All those people tried to hurt me thinking I was just a naive child who didn't want to grow up, but it sucked for them once they realized that was completely wrong.

Oh sorry, let me introduce myself! I'm Elijah Bjorn Lokison. Yes it sounds weird, but it's my name and I love it.