|DISCLAIMER TIME: Ok, at this point we all know that I don’t own
the rights to Gargoyles, the evil empire (aka Disney) does, and that this
is written with out the creators consent or knowledge. Also note
that I had to back track a little on the time line in order to make this
story work. Additionally, I came up with the title of this story
before Sept 11, so no complaints about the use of an old Arabic saying
as the title. Finally if you have any questions, complaints, advice,
suggestions, or comments, then send them to Desslock3@hotmail.com.
THE ENEMY OF MY ENEMY IS MY ALLY
December 25, 1996
“Merry Christmas boss.”
Looking up from her desk
to see who was talking to her, Demona saw a robot standing in front of
Stepping out from behind
the gargoyle looking robot was Demona’s chief robot designer. “I
told I would have the first production model ready ahead of schedule.”
“I see Mr. Daystrom.”
Demona said as she walked around her desk too more closely inspect the
first of her new “gargdrones” that was to counter Xanatos' “Steel clan”.
As Demona ran a finger along
the forearm to the face and down one of the wings, Mr. Daystrom briefed
her about the gargdrone’s capabilities.
“It has reinforced Kevlar
as the outer skin over a new composite material that is twice as strong
Cabol armor. The internal skeleton is titanium and has easy to piece
together arms, which allows it to remove a forearm and be mated with a
heavy weapon. In addition it can use both hands, and thus carry two
weapons. The power plant had to be modified to meet your power specifications,
so it really sucks down the fuel.”
“How much so?” Demona
“With a full electrical
charge it was an endurance of either one hundred miles at sixty miles per
hour, or five hours of ground based operations.”
Demona nodded her
head in acceptance. While the price that her gargdrones paid for
achieving those performance levels was an operational endurance far below
that of Xanato’s steel clan, Demona’s where cheaper and easier to make.
And that was what would make them marketable to armies around the world
as effective shock troopers.
“What about electronics?”
“This one was the full package
like you asked for, multi-spectral optics, hardened circuitry against EMP
shockwaves, universal data port and secure voice and data transmission
capability, and an internal memory capacity of one terabyte, the other
production models have just the bare minimum”.
“So why the double zero
painted on the right shoulder?”
“I figured you would want to keep
this one for yourself. I call him Gargdrone Wing Zero.”
December 26, 1996
“Hello Mr. Vaisley, how nice to
meet you today.” Demona in her human form as Dominique Destiny said
as the man in front of her took a seat.
“Miss Destiny, no disrespect intended,
but I was under the impression that I would be dealing with Demona.”
Mr. Vaisley answered.
“Initially you were, however an
issue came up that required her direct involvement. I have been given
full authority to speak on her behalf today.”
“I see then, very well, lets begin.
First of all, please call me Hans. Now as you probably already know
I represent a group of overseas investors. Up to this point they
have been pleased with your work, but they beginning to become inpatient,
which is quite a rare event for them.”
“Impatient?” Dominique said
in surprise, “What ever could they be impatient about? Her new small
arms ammunition program is six months ahead of schedule, it’s only a matter
of days before the United States Government grants her the contract to
mass produce it for its military. And where the United States military
goes, so does most of the world.”
“Yes, they are pleased with that.
But that is not what they are concerned about.”
“Then is it her robotics program?
Yes it was expensive to start up, but her new gargdrones have a mass market
apply, unlike Xanatos’s robotic gargoyles.”
“While there are some concerns
about that, it mostly comes from the more conservative investors.
So no, that is not the main source of concern.”
Sighing, Dominique knew that she
was cornered. “Then it’s her chemical and biological weapons program
“Now you are getting to the heart
of the matter. A weapon that shots in one direction can kill the
person it’s pointed at, and they have no problem with that. However,
both chemical and biological weapons kill indiscriminately. Women,
children, civilians, even wild life and plant life are all at risk if such
weapons are used.”
“So that is your concern, collateral
“Yes, we wish for Miss Demona
to turn more of her efforts from area lethal weapons and more towards pin
point weapons. For example, her none nuclear Electro Magnetic Pulse
weapon did appear to be quite promising.”
“I see. I will make note
of that and pass it on to Miss Demona. Was there anything else?”
Resting his chin in his hand so
that his fingers curled up in a way that obscured his lips, Mr. Vaisley
sat there for a minute before responding.
“Yes there is one more thing.
Are you free for lunch?”
“Excuse me?” Dominique asked
as she was caught off guard.
“Its not everyday that I get to
meet a woman that is as beautiful, smart, and successful as you.
I would very much like to have lunch with you and a chance to just talk
and get to know you as a person.”
“Well let me check my schedule.”
Dominique said as she flipped through her calendar. “It seems you
are in luck, I don’t have anything planned this afternoon.” She said
with a slight smile.
After lunch at one of the more
expensive restaurants in the state of California, and a delightful chat
over various topics, Dominique enjoyed a ride back to her corporate headquarters
in Mr. Vaisley’s limo.
“That was quite kind of you to
pick up the tap for lunch today. I thought the way it usually worked
was that corporations paid to wine and dine their investors.” Dominique
“Traditionally yes that is the
case. However, the group of investors I represent are, for the lack
of a better term, quite old school. They believe that a gentleman
should pay for a lady’s meal. In fact, gentlemanly conduct is one
of their hallmarks, they believe that it sets them apart from the rest
of the crowd.”
“I see, well it is very difficult
to find people that uphold such codes of conduct now a days.”
“I’m sure there are a few
out there.” Hans answered. “Here we go Miss Destiny, right
up to the front of your office. I’m sure this may cause just a bit
of gossip among your employees though.”
“Let them gossip, it will just
give them an incentive to work longer to see if they can catch us again.”
“You certainly are a clever one.”
Hans said as he offered his hand and assisted Dominique from the car.
“If you don’t mind I would like to call you in a week to see how the results
of our discussion came out, and perhaps to have lunch with you again.”
“And you are certainly the pushy
type.” Dominique smiled slyly.
“Of coarse I am more than willing
to pay. I’ll just chock it up as a business expense.”
“My, my, how in the world can
I possibly refuse such an offer? I look forward to it then.”
“The pleasure would be all mine.”
Mr. Vaisley said with a slight bow as he watched Dominique walk in to her
December 28, 1996
Aries was only mildly pleased with
his catch. He had hoped to return with six captured gargoyles, but
instead he only had four. On top of that his causalities had been
heavier than he had expected, not that he was concerned about the lives
of the humans who worked for Demona, but more because he had to come up
with a good excuse for why he lost them.
But then again, perhaps honesty
was the best policy this time around. Once Demona learned of the
Roughwings betrayal to her, she wouldn’t care about human losses.
Just then Ivan walked in to the
room with Aries and the four bound and gagged Roughwings lying on the ground.
“Aries, Demona’s looking for you,
and she’s wondering why this place looks so deserted today.” Ivan
“Fine, I will tell her why.
In the mean time, post a guard on the Roughwings, and make sure you keep
this under wraps; I don’t want Mach to find them. As far as
he is concerned the story is that the Roughwings left with Brooklyn.”
Walking to Demona’s office, Aries
mentally prepared himself for the verbal onslaught he was about to receive.
And as if reading his mind, Demona was quick to deliver.
“Aries, what is the meaning of
this?” Demona asked of her second in command.
“The meaning of what?”
Aries asked, fairly sure he knew what she meant but playing dumb anyway.
Throwing down a small stack
of papers Demona looked Aries square in the face. “You know what
I’m talking about. You have been making unauthorized use of personnel
and resources. I want to know why.”
Sighing, Aries knew he was
caught and decided that now might be a good time to come clean with Demona.
“Yes I have been making unauthorized
use of your personnel and equipment to capture the Roughwings.”
“Is that so? How long
have you been doing this?”
“For the past couple of
days. In fact I actually just returned after capturing most of them.”
“Most of them? Who
haven’t you caught?”
“Athena and Brooklyn.”
“Brooklyn? He was
here? How long had he been here, living under my nose with out me
knowing it?” Demona demanded.
“Only for three days.”
“You knew and you didn’t
tell me?” Demona asked angrily.
“I didn’t find out until
the third day he was here. And it was Rick and his Roughwings that
kept his presence here a secret. After I confronted Rick about this
he and the Roughwings left. After all the time and money spent on
them, I couldn’t just let them leave.” Aries replied so that his
volume increase matched Demona’s.
“So that’s why you found
it necessary to use some of my human commandos. How did they fair?
What kind of causalities did they take?”
“Ok considering a gargoyle’s
superior strength. However, they still took heavy causalities.”
January 3, 1997
Dominique sat in her office and
thought about the afternoon she had spent with Mr. Vaisley. The lunch
had been nice enough, much like the last one they had had together.
Mr. Vaisley has charming in his own way, or at least as much as a human
could be. Besides he had paid for lunch again, so it wasn’t a total
Still the question was who was
this Mr. Vaisley? Despite her attempts at finding his identity, Dominique
had pretty much drawn a blank, and this distressed her. Sitting back
in her chair, she turned on the television and began to flip through the
channels. Finally stopping at a channel that had some monster chasing
after some teenager, Demona figured this would entertain her for a while
as she tried to figure out this mystery.
Who could this Mr. Vailsey be?
He obvious had contacts with a lot of wealth individuals, and he appeared
human, yet she could find no records about him anywhere.
Demona just happened to look up
at the TV at that point and saw the monster in the movie was a vampire.
A vampire? Could it
be? It would answer a lot of questions. Demona thought.
Quickly turning back towards
her computer Demona began to type in instructions and began a new search.
January 15, 1997
“Hello there, nice to see you again.”
“Same to you Ms. Dominique.”
Mr. Vaisley said. “I have some information for you too.”
“Oh, just what kind of information?”
“Remember when I said that my
“backers” didn’t like some of weapon systems you were working on.
Well I have finally received a decision from them.”
“And just what is their decision
then?” Demona asked not really interested.
“They continue to express interest
in your non lethal weapons, and have given conditional support to your
gargdrone program. However, they are, how shall we say, less than
fully supportive of your biological weapons program.”
“I see.” Said Demona.
“I don’t mean to sound mean or
anything, but I have been advised by my “backers” that if you don’t forgo
your biological programs then they may make a hostile take over of your
To say the least this had succeeded
in gaining Dominique’s full attention.
“Are you serious?” Dominique
“Yes I am quite sure.” Hans
said. “However, that all depends on the report they receive from
“Oh really, and just what would
it take to make you submit a favorable report then?” Demona asked.
“Well you’re an attractive woman,
I’m sure you can figure it out your self.”
“But what if I can’t? Then
would you be willing to let me know what it would be?” Dominique
asked with a seductive smile.
“Hmm, that was certainly fun.”
“Yes it was. More fun than
I’ve had in a while.” Hans said.
“Some one as handsome as you,
I find that hard to believe.” Dominique said.
“Well you must know how it is,
it’s always hard to find someone that is worth spending your time with.”
“Yes you’re right, it is hard
to find some one worth while to spend my time with.” Dominique said
as she sat up and let the bed sheet that was covering her breasts fall
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
Hans said as he leaned over and kissed Dominique. “But now I must
go, got people to see and things to do.”
Watching the vampire glide
through the air, Dominique smiled to herself as she enjoyed her latest
victory. That fool had truly thought that she was just a human and
that he had been able to seduce her. If only he could have known
that she was already immortal, and that biting her would not bring her
under his control.
But even more important that that,
she knew that the vampires did not trust her as an equal to themselves,
and that they intended to subjugate her and her clan.
NEVER! She thought.
She had worked to hard to lose
what she had now. But still she was not strong enough to tackle them
head on, she needed some way to distract them, to buy time while she relocated.
An evil smile slowly crossed her
face as she realized the one asset she had that was most expendable.
All she had to do now was to make sure that Aries didn’t screw things up
in the mean time.
January 29, 1997
Now that Demona knew that the vampires
where attempting to make a take over of her company, she knew what she
had to do to prevent that. The first step was to make sure that her
clan was taken care of. To that end, she had to make sure that her
second in command knew enough about some of her secret projects to protect
them. Fortunately Demona knew the perfect person for that would provide
a means to that end.
“Aries I want to show you something.”
“And what is that?” Aries
“Like I said, it is something
I want to show you, so please follow me.” Demona said as she walked
on to her balcony before jumping in to the sky.
Wondering just what it was that
Demona wanted to show him, Aries thought that he already knew all of Demona’s
Landing next to a non-descript
mountainside, Aries was oblivious to the big picture, which would have
shown four roads entering the mountain, one from each cardinal direction.
“Please follow me, and don’t stray
to far behind. The guards here are under orders to shoot first and
apologize to the survivors later.” Demona said.
As they walked deeper in to the
mountain Aries became aware that Demona was showing him some of her other
secret projects. There were advanced weapons that made anything they
were using look like toys. Further along there was a secret testing
area for her new gargdrones, but it looked as though there was an assembly
line there too. Even deeper in was something he didn’t know about,
bio weapons. These ran from the simple chemical agents, to biological
agents, to what looked like experiments with DNA. There were insects
that were much larger than normal, and looked far more vicious. At
the end of the hallway were several large cylinders, and inside each cylinder
looked to be some kind of creature, almost human looking, almost gargoyle
“Demona, are those cloning tubes
there?” Aries asked in surprise.
“Yes they are.” Demona said
as she placed her hand to what appeared to be a plain wall. Suddenly
the wall slid to one side to revel something that looked like a deep, dark
“What is this place?” Aries
asked, as he looked around at all the items. Some of them looked
like ancient amulets, others like they belonged in B rate horror movies.
“This is my most secret place.
And the most well protected. It is here that I keep my magic hidden
from the world.”
“Magic?” Aries asked sounding
“Yes, the ancient art of matter
and energy manipulation through spells, potions, and charmed objects.”
“Demona, Halloween was three months
ago.” Aries said with a silly grin on his face.
Slamming her fist down on a table,
Demona spun around and confronted Aries so fast that he was caught off
“You listen to me Aries and you
listen good. Magic does exist, I’ve been using it for over a thousand
years now and I am quite knowledgeable about it.”
“A thousand years?!” Aries
interrupted in surprise.
“That’s right, I am a thousand
years old, I’m immortal thanks to some damn magic spell that was put upon
“When did you plan on telling
“I didn’t think there was a need
before now. Besides you knew I turned in to a human when the sun
is up, shouldn’t that have been a clue right there. Besides how do
you think you became a gargoyle? Hmm?” Demona said sarcastically.
“I don’t know; I just figured
this stuff happens. All I know is that we were stuck as gargoyles
while you change back and forth. I’m a soldier, what am I supposed
to know about magic.”
“True enough.” Demona conceded.
“So how was it that you knew it
was magic that had changed us and not some chemical or genetic thing that
did it?” Aries asked.
“The magic that changed you guys
was very powerful, even now if I cast the right spell I can still see the
aurora of it.”
“What? You mean you knew
and didn’t even bother to tell us.” Aries yelled. “Damn it
Demona how many secrets do you have? If you can’t trust us then why
should we stay here and work for you?”
Feeling the anger with in her
rising, Demona couldn’t believe that Aries was flying off the handle like
he was. Something was really bothering him, but she had no idea what
it was. Then with out thinking Demona fell in to her old routine
of lashing out blindly.
“Fine then if that’s how you feel
then go ahead and leave. Where do you think you’re going to go?
To Goliath’s clan? Not after what you did to the Roughwings, and
I don’t think you will last to long with out some one to provide sanctuary
“We’ll see.” Aries said
as he slammed the door shut behind him as stormed out.
As he stormed down the hallway
that they had traveled not more than ten minutes ago, Aries thought about
what had just transpired. Sure he and Demona had shared a few nights
of passion together, but this proved that she did not trust him as much
as he had hoped for. If this was the case than maybe Rick had the
right idea to leave Demona’s employment.
Taking a moment to calm down and
collect her thoughts, Demona realized that she had just made a big mistake.
Quickly walking down the hallway after Aries, she was too late and found
him already gliding towards the home she provided for her gargoyles.
Taking to the air, Demona hurried
as much as she could and had almost caught up to Aries when they landed
on the balcony of her room.
“Aries we need to talk.”
Demona said even as Aries turned to face her.
Looking him right in the eyes,
Demona saw a look of anger and hate in his eyes fade in to a look of awe
and finally transform in to a look of regret.
“Yes we do Demona. I apologize
for losing my temper with you like I did.” Aries said. “Its
just that it hurt to know that I had not yet fully earned your trust.
That is something I very much want to do.”
Demona stood there in surprise
as what Aries had said sunk in on her. He had just explained how
he felt for her in the terms that he understood. Concepts like love
were foreign to him, so he used terms like trust. When you boiled
it all down, that was all he was saying, that he loved her and that he
was hoping she would return that feeling.
“I didn’t realize that you felt
that way about me.” Demona said.
“You are my superior, it is only
natural that you should trust me, even if I have to earn it.” Aries
“That is not what I meant.
You love me, and you are just now say this.”
“I never said that.” Aries
Taking Aries hands in her own,
Demona looked in to the eyes of Aries. “In so many words you did.
I understand that concepts like love might be foreign to you, but basically
that is what you told me, that you love me.”
“I know the meaning of the term.
But I am unfamiliar with it.” Aries admitted.
“Then how would you like for me
to be your instructor?” Demona asked.
“And just what would it benefit
me to learn what this love is?”
“The trust you seek, and things
that you do not even know that you are missing out on right now.”
February 3, 1997
“Aries this is my plan, we will
turn over the Roughwing’s to the vampires.” Demona said.
“What? You are willing to
just sacrifice gargoyles like that?” Aries asked in surprise.
“In this case yes. The Roughwings
will never be loyal to me like you, Ivan, Genghis, and Machivalli are.
Besides, we have held them long enough to extract all the genetic material
we need from them. That is another reason I am willing to sacrifice
them, we need to buy time to allow the clones we are creating time to finish
“How long do you think that will
“Probably another year.”
“That’s a long time to keep something
like that hidden.” Aries commented.
“I know, but there isn’t much
choice in the matter, in order to make them as loyal as we want, the maturation
process must be taken slowly so that the psychological conditioning can
“It sounds like a reasonable plan,
however I would recommend that Machivalli be kept in the dark about this.
Although he has pledged to be loyal to us, he may not like the fact that
the Roughwings are going to be sacrificed like they are.”
“I understand.” Demona said.
“In that case then you have permission to kill him if you think it is necessary.
After all we all ready have his replacement.” Demon said as she waved
her hand in the direction of several cloning tubes.
February 4, 1997
“Lexington, can I ask you for a
favor?” Athena said as she approached the computer savvy gargoyle
and his girlfriend one evening.
“Sure, what is it?” Lexington
“There is something I want you
to find out for me. It may involve hacking in to some top secret
government computers, but this is something I need you to find out.”
“Um OK, just what is it you want
me to find out?” Lexington asked.
“Hacking in to government computers,
isn’t that illegal?” Tammy asked.
“I do it all the time.”
“I want you to find all the information
you can about something code named “Project Test Tube”. Athena said.
“Project Test Tube, OK, I can
see what I can find. But is there any thing in particular you are
looking for?” Lexington asked.
“No, I just want all the information
you can find out about it. I’ll come and see what you have in a week
“Why do you want to find out about
something like that?” Lexington asked.
“It’s not for me, it’s for Rick
and the other Roughwings.” Athena said.
February 7, 1997
Lexington walked out in to the
castle’s courtyard and saw a lone gargoyle sitting peacefully and looking
up at the moon. His crimson skin and long white hair told Lexington
that he was the person he was looking for.
“Hey Brooklyn what’s up?”
“Oh, hi Lex. Not much
“Are you waiting for someone
or something? You’re just sitting here looking at the moon.”
“No, just wanted a little
time to think. By the way I heard that Goliath made you his second
in command while I was gone. Congratulations.”
“Thanks. But funny
that you should mention that, that was what I wanted to talk to you about.”
“Oh?” Brooklyn asked
in slight surprise.
“Yeah. I was thinking
now that you’re back and probably planning on staying for a while, then
I would be willing to return being second in command to you.”
“What’s the matter Lex,
burden of leadership to much for you?”
“Well yeah. Its hard
work being a leader, besides you were better at it than I was.”
“I might have been, but
that was in the past.”
“I think you would do a
much better job than me Brooklyn. Why don’t you take it back?”
Turning to look right at
Lexington before continuing, Brooklyn changed the tone of his voice ever
“Do you want to know a secret
Lex?” Not even bothering to wait for a reply from his rookery brother
Brooklyn continued. “I don’t deserve to be second in command.
I’m not ready for it.”
“I don’t understand.
What makes you think that? I talked to Hudson and Goliath and they
both think that you make a good second in command.” Lexington asked.
“Trust me Lex, Goliath doesn’t
know everything, and the last thing they know is what is in my heart.
And right now my heart says I’m not ready to be second in command again.”
“Are you sure about that
Placing a hand on the small
gargoyle’s shoulder, Brooklyn smiled a little. “Thanks for having
so much confidence in me Lex, but this is one thing I know for sure right
Standing up to leave, Brooklyn
added one more comment to the conversation. “Tell Goliath thanks
for having faith in me. I just don’t have as much as they do right
“Well how did it go?”
Goliath asked Lexington a few hours later.
“He said he didn’t want
it, that he didn’t deserve it.” Lexington answered.
“He did? That was
not an expected answer. I wonder what could be bothering him?”
“I don’t know. Maybe
you should ask Athena, after all Brooklyn did spend a few weeks with the
Roughwings before coming back here.”
“I did, but perhaps you
should try it this time.” Goliath said.
As much as he tries to hide
it behind a macho mask, Brooklyn really is a sensitive and emotional gargoyle.
I fear what may have happened to him that would make him turn down being
second in command. Goliath thought to himself.
Sticking his head in to the
library, Lexington called out to see if Athena was there.
“Over here Lex. So
how did it go?” Athena asked Lexington.
“You already knew that I
asked Brooklyn if he wanted to be second in command again?” Lexington
asked in mild surprise.
“Yeah, Goliath said that
you were going to ask him tonight.”
“Any ways he said he didn’t want
it, that he didn’t deserve it.” Lexington answered.
“He did? I guess it
still must be bothering him.”
“What’s bothering him?”
“Something that happened
“What is it? Maybe
if I knew what was bothering him I could help him out.”
“I’m sorry Lexington, but
I’m afraid I can’t tell you that.” Athena said as the two exited
from the library.
“Why not? What could
be so bad that he’s keeping secrets from us?”
“Trust me Lexington, if
he wants to talk about it then he will, but don’t try to force it from
“Then how can we find out?
It’s obviously not doing him any good to keep it bottled up like that.”
Lexington said sounding concerned for his rookery brother’s mental health.
“Maybe you can do what he
and I did, we traded secrets.”
“Trading secrets, that doesn’t
sound like something two people who care for each other.”
“Oh I do love Brooklyn.”
Athena said before pausing for a moment before continuing. “I just
can’t love him wholeheartedly is all.”
Stopping in his tracks as the
meaning of Athena’s statement began to dawn on him, Lexington watched the
female gargoyle disappear down the hallway.
February 10, 1997
“Well what do you think of the
clan so far?” Angela asked Athena as the two sat down with Tammy
to enjoy some mixed drinks.
“You “real” gargoyles are a very
close knit group. Brooklyn is lucky to have you as family.”
“What do you mean by “real” gargoyles?”
“Oh sorry, I guess you didn’t
know. That’s what Rick always referred to you as.” Athena explained.
“Well better to be called “real”
than to be called a monster.” Tammy added.
“Yeah I guess so.” Angela
“Speaking of real, what’s the
real deal between you and Kenny?” Tammy asked Angela.
“What do you mean by that?”
“Is it my imagination or have
you and him been spending a lot of time together lately?” Tammy said.
“No, its not your imagination,
I’ve seen them holding hands and what not.” Athena added with a slight
“So what? You two both do
stuff like that with your boyfriends.” Angela said sounding a little
“Oh so he is your boyfriend now.”
Taking a sip from her drink, Angela
simply said, “Well I never claimed he wasn’t. Besides, its no big
deal if you catch us holding hands, I’ve caught you and Lex in more, shall
we say, engaged activities.”
“Ahh you’re just jealous because
I’m getting some.” Tammy snickered before turning her attention towards
Athena. “And what about you Miss Athena, what about you and ole Brooks?”
“Yeah that is a good question.”
Angela chimed in, glad that attention was being drawn off of her.
“It seems like you two are sort of reclusive in your relationship.”
“It is what works for us.”
“What works for you? Girl
I hope you two are at least on intimate terms.” Tammy chided.
“Oh yes, we’ve had a few nights
of passion. I remember our first time, it was after we had arrived
at the castle.”
“Well I bet that was a short
show. Oh well boys get better after they are up to bat the first
time. I know that since our first time that Lex has learned to do
this really cool thing with his tail.”
“Yes that was my first time, but
not his.” Athena explained.
“It wasn’t?” Angela asked
“No, he told me that he had been
intimate with a female gargoyle named Amanda.” Athena said.
“And where is this ex of his?”
“She was accidentally killed by
some hunters.” Angela explained. “I remember hearing about
that when Brooklyn told his encounters to father and Mr. Xanatos.”
“I guess he never told you Angela;
because he didn’t want to hurt your feelings.”
“How would that have hurt my feelings
Athena?” Angela asked.
“You were his first lover right?
Brooklyn never told me the name of who his first time was with, but I assumed
it was you since you were the only female gargoyle here at the time.”
“But we were never lovers.”
Angela said as two thoughts formed in her head. The first one was
disturbing, but the second one was sickening. Looking at her half
finished drink for a moment, Angela quickly downed it to numb away those
February 22, 1997
After a few inquires and
some legwork, Brooklyn soon found the one gargoyle he had been looking
for. Walking up behind Broadway, Brooklyn could see that the larger
gargoyle was unaware of his presence. Instead Broadway was focused
on Angela and Kenny walking hand in hand together.
“Hey Broadway, how are you
doing?” Brooklyn asked.
“I’ve been better.”
Broadway said flatly.
Talk about the cold shoulder.
“Broadway, I’ll cut to the
chase then, you’re still pretty hurt by your brake up with Angela aren’t
“And what of it?”
Broadway asked defensively.
“Nothing, but I just thought
that maybe you could use a vacation is all.”
“A vacation?” Broadway
“Look Broadway, its not
doing you any good to hang around here where you can see Angela and her
new boyfriend all the time. You need a chance to get away from this
place for a while. Athena and I are planning on leaving for a couple
of weeks to go and search for the Roughwings. We would be more than
willing to have you come along with us.”
Looking his rookery brother
in the face, Broadway wasn’t quite sure what to make of the offer.
Sure the two hadn’t always gotten along, they had even traded blows a couple
of times. So why was he offering to help him out like this?
“Did Goliath put you up
to this?” Broadway asked.
“No he didn’t, I’m doing
this on my own.” Brooklyn said.
“Are you sure Athena wouldn’t
mind me tagging along then?”
“I’m sure, if you want to
come with us, just say so.”
“Sounds good to me.
Count me in then, when do we leave?”
“As soon as I tell Goliath.”
February 24, 1997
“Goliath, I have something I need
to tell you. Broadway, Athena, and I have decided that we would like
to leave for a while to search for the Roughwings.” Brooklyn said.
“I understand.” Goliath
“You do?” Brooklyn
asked surprised at the easy with which Goliath had agreed.
“Yes. Finding the
Roughwings is something important to Athena, and I know that you would
be less than willing to let her go by herself. Plus I thing it will
do Broadway some good to get away from the castle and Angela for a while.”
“Thank you Goliath.”
Brooklyn said as he accepted the wisdom of his leader.
March 1, 1997
As the three gargoyles made their
final preparations before leaving castle Wyvern, Brooklyn couldn’t help
but to feel a certain bit of irony about the situation. The last
time he had been in a situation like this he had been seen as a sort of
black sheep of the clan, now he was seen as the wise leader that would
take care of the two other gargoyles under his command, such as it was.
Strapping his pack on to his back,
Brooklyn was as ready as he was going to get when he suddenly heard Lexington
“Hey Broadway, were we expecting
any company tonight?” Lexington asked.
“None that I know of. Why
do you ask?”
“Then what does that look like
approaching the castle over there?” The little gargoyle asked as
“It looks like gargoyles.
Could Xanatos be out testing some of his steel clan?”
“Or maybe it’s Rick and his clan.”
Broadway said hopefully.
“Sure what ever.” Kenny
said as he pointed towards several unfamiliar gargoyles approaching the
Suddenly the gargoyles broke hard
to the right and attacked Lexington and company. Taking the trio
by surprise with the unexpected movement, Lexington and Broadway soon found
them selves being forced to land face first in to the castle.
Pulling out his sword, Hudson
confronted the newcomers.
“Who are you? We have no
quarrel with you, but if it’s a fight you be wanting?”
Not even bothering to respond
the unknown gargoyles pulled out batons that extended to a length of six
feet and charged towards Hudson and Tammy.
“Get out of here lass, get the
rest of the clan. I’ll hold these creeps off.” Hudson shouted
as he parried a thrust.
“What about you?” Tammy
“Don’t worry lass, I’ll have help
Evan as he spoke Tammy could see
both Broadway and Lexington rising to their knees. Nodding in understanding,
Tammy dashed towards the center of the castle and for help.
Dashing down a hallway, Tammy
nearly slammed in to Goliath and Athena.
“Tammy, what is wrong?”
“Quickly, outside, Lex, Hudson,
Broadway, attacked, help.” Tammy said between breaths.
Eyes widening in surprise, Goliath
rushed outside followed closely by Athena and Tammy.
Arriving in the courtyard, it
was easy to see that things were not going well for the clan. Hudson
had his back against the wall as he parried blow after blow from his opponent.
Broadway was being pummeled by two of the attackers while a fourth was
about to smash a large brick on an unconscious Lexington’s head.
“NO!” Tammy screamed as
she dashed across the battle zone to tackle Lexington’s attacker and wrestle
him to the ground.
Rushing to his old friend’s aid,
Goliath grabbed the gargoyle facing Hudson and swung him into the wall.
Holding up the stunned gargoyle, Goliath was about to lay in to him when
he heard Athena’s voice.
“Goliath, wait!” Athena
screamed. “These are the Roughwings, my clan. We can’t destroy
“Then we had better do something
quick, because I sure don’t think they have the same feeling about us.”
“If these are the Roughwings,
then where is Rick?” Goliath asked.
Not more than fifty feet away,
Angela walked in to the courtyard to see what all the commotion was about.
Suddenly she felt something drip against her face. Wiping her finger
against her check, Angela saw what looked like blood. Looking up
she was horrified at what she saw. Holding a scared looking gargoyle
in the air, Rick slashed his knife across Kenny’s face one last time before
casually slitting Kenny’s throat and dropping the body to the ground.
“Oh my god, they killed Kenny.”
“You bastards!” Shouted
Brooklyn as he very roughly kicked one of Broadway’s attackers off of him.
Shoving the other gargoyle aside,
Broadway rushed to where Angela sat weeping as she held Kenny’s body.
“Angela, are you all right?”
Broadway asked. “If we hurry we can still save Kenny.”
Shaking her head slowly, Angela
lead Kenny’s still warm body on the ground before looking towards Rick
with a look of hate that Broadway had never seen on her face before.
Before Broadway even knew what
happened next, Angela had sprung towards Rick as he rushed to join his
other Roughwings in battle.
In a state of blind rage, Angela
threw her self at Rick with such force that he was knocked back against
a wall. After struggling for a few seconds, Rick broke from Angela’s
grip and decked her in the stomach before elbowing her in the back of the
head. Rick was about to kick her while down when Broadway tackled
him from behind.
Snapping his head back suddenly,
Rick head bunted Broadway and was quickly released from his grip.
Grabbing a lose brick from a wall, Rick smashed in to Broadways head and
watched as the large gargoyle fell to the ground and did not move.
“You monster.” Angela screamed
as the fury of her renewed attack caught Rick off guard. After seeing
two people she cared about hurt already, Angela became a she devil as everything
that she had inherited from her mother suddenly came to the for front.
Meanwhile at the other end of
the courtyard, Goliath, Hudson, Brooklyn, Athena, and Tammy were holding
their own against Harper, Duke, Hannibal, and Mach.
“Tammy, go and help Angela, we
will take care of these four.” Goliath instructed.
“I don’t think she really needs
any help right now.” Tammy said after looking in the direction of
Rick and Angela. Seeing Rick on the ground and taking blow after
blow, Tammy added “She’s give him bloody hell right now.”
“But why would Rick attack us?”
“Because of me.” Answered
a lean, attractive looking man who hovered several dozen feet above the
ground behind the Roughwings.
“Who are you?” Goliath demanded.
“Such impotence. I am your
“We have no master but ourselves.”
“Then it is time you gained one.”
With that the strange man ordered the Roughwings to attack as he struck
Goliath with an energy blast from his hands.
“What manner of sorcery is this?”
Hudson asked as Goliath went to his knees.
“I don’t know, but I think we
all might be in big trouble now.” Brooklyn said. “Heck of a
time for the Xanatos family to be away, we could sure use their help now.”
Even as Brooklyn spoke two steel
clan robots swooped low and fired their lasers at the unknown stranger.
Not expecting the attack, the stranger took both blasts in the back and
was knocked to the ground.
Quickly recovering, he leapt in
the air and chased the robots until he caught one. In less than a
minute he had managed to destroy the machine and was about to go after
the other one. However, the machine was faster and managed to land
another energy blast on the stranger before he counter attacked and disabled
it with two shots.
But the victory was short lived
as the stranger realized that Goliath was now chasing him in the air.
Darting away, the stranger decided to get his pursuer off his tail by distracting
Goliath. Spotting a lone gargoyle wrestle with one of his slaves,
the stranger shot a ball of energy towards them.
As Angela and Rick struggled for
the gun that he had pulled out; they suddenly shifted left just out of
the impact area of the ball of energy. As the two gargoyles flew
across the air for several feet, the gun they had been fighting for slide
next to Brooklyn’s foot.
Picking up the weapon, Brooklyn
mentally asked Athena, Rick, and Hannibal to forgive him as he shot Hannibal
in the leg. Watching as the gargoyle went down, Brooklyn took advantage
of the situation to break from the fight and leaped toward the sky.
Coming up as close as he could
to the stranger, Brooklyn aimed his gun and squeezed the trigger.
The first round struck in the middle of the back and severed the spinal
cord, the second hit the left shoulder, and the third struck in the back
of the head. Turning to face his new attacker, the stranger summoned
up the last of his strength and sent an energy blast towards Brooklyn.
Striking him dead center, Brooklyn
fell to the ground and lay there for a moment before rising to his knees.
As he struggled to his feet, Brooklyn
was able to see Athena bash in the head of the stranger several times to
ensure his death. Then acting as if it was an afterthought, she picked
up a large piece of wood that happened to be near by and drove it deep
in to his heart.
Gently placing a hand around Athena’s,
Hudson stopped her in mid swing as she was about to repeat the action.
“He’s dead already lass.
Now let go of the anger and step away from this evil being.” Hudson
soothed the younger gargoyle.
Despite the tears that were streaming
down her face, Athena nodded and backed away from the dead body in front
“Athena, are you ok?” Brooklyn
asked as he came to her side.
“Yes, I’m much better now that
I know you are ok.” Athena said just before the expression collapsed.
“Where are the Roughwings?”
She asked in a frantic voice?
“They are over here.” Goliath
said as he indicated towards four gargoyles that lay unconscious on the
ground in the middle of the courtyard.
March 7, 1997
A week later the Roughwings had
all emerged from their spells and had their own free will again.
Some were faster than others in over coming the lingering effects of the
spell they were under, with Rick being the first to emerge.
Sitting up slowly in his bed,
Rick slowly looked around the room he was in as he took in his new surroundings.
Not knowing where he was, or how he had even gotten to where ever it was
that was now at, Rick began to count gargoyles.
Harper is one, Duke is two, and
Hannibal is three. He thought.
Again no answer except for a groan
or two from his fellow Roughwings as if the shouting was disrupting their
Hopping out of bed, Rick made
his way to where Harper lay and began to gently shake him.
“Harper, Harper, wake up.
It’s me Rick.”
Stirring slowly for a moment before
achieving full consciousness, Harper’s eyes flew open. Staring at
his commander, leader, and friend, Harper was both relieved and concerned
at the same time.
“What happened, where are we?”
“I don’t know. All I know
is that we aren’t were we started.” Rick answered. “Quickly
now, help me to revive the others, we need to find out where we are and
how we got here.”
After a few minutes, the remainder
of the Roughwing clan was awake and moving around.
“Ok guys, I don’t know where we
are, how we got here, how long we have been here, or who captured us.
But I do intend to find the answer to these questions, so lets get ready
to move out in a couple of minutes.” Rick said as he briefed his
Taking flanking positions by the
door so they could cover each other, Harper and Hannibal prepared to open
the door that was before them.
Suddenly the door slid open and
in stepped a large blue gargoyle.
Reacting on instinct alone, Harper
jumped at the person that had just entered through the door and quickly
pinned him to the ground.
Roaring in anger that Rick had
not seen before, the blue gargoyle managed to shake off his attacker and
turned the table by pinning Harper against the wall.
“Hold on Harper, I’ve got him.”
Hannibal said as he put Harper’s attacker in a chock hold.
“Roughwings, stop, I said stop.”
Rick yelled as he separated the combatants.
Looking at his once friend, Rick
was glad to see that look of reorganization cross his face.
“Broadway, are you ok?”
“Rick! Good to see you buddy.
Glad to see your ok. Now who are these guys that attacked me?”
Broadway asked while shooting Harper a dirty look.
“Relax Broadway, this is my clan.
Meet the Roughwings.”
“Your clan? Brooklyn said
you had one, but I didn’t believe him.”
“Brooklyn is here? When
did he get here, and was Athena with him?” Rick asked excitedly.
“She arrived at the same time
as Brooklyn did.” Came an unseen voice.
“Who said that?” Hannibal
“Hello Rick, nice to see you again.”
Angela said as she walked in and slapped Rick’s face.
“Angela.” Broadway said
Glaring at Rick, Angela spoke
to him in a cold voice.
“You killed Kenny. I will
not forgive you for that.”
With that Angela turned and walked
“Sorry Rick.” Broadway apologized.
“Angela hasn’t been herself lately.”
“I killed Kenny. Who’s Kenny,
what is she talking about?” Rick asked confused.
“You mean you don’t remember what
happened last week? You guys attacked us here at the castle.”
“But why would we do that, and
how come we don’t remember?” Harper asked.
“I can see its going to take a
lot of explaining then, come I’ll take you to the rest of the clan and
fill you in along the way.” Broadway said.
Walking in to a room full of gargoyles,
the Roughwings were quickly set upon by the occupants.
“Rick, its good to see you lad.”
Said an older looking gargoyle with a solid white beard.
“Rick it is good to see
you again. To bad it couldn’t be under better circumstances.”
Goliath said as he greeted the Rick and the Roughwings.
“I’ve gathered as much.
Broadway has filled me in on some of the details, but not all of them.”
Rick answered. “Now let me make the introductions, Roughwings, the
big guy is Goliath, the old one is Hudson, and the little one is Lexington.”
“Did you get a chance to
meet Angela yet?” Lexington asked?
“Yeah they did, and boy
is she still mad at Rick.” Broadway said.
“No need to make any further
introductions, as we already know who the Roughwings are.” Goliath
“That’s what I’m confused
on, how is that we got here and what did we do?” Rick asked.
“So who’s the red head?”
Noticing the female red
headed gargoyle sitting next to Lexington for the first time, Rick could
only shrug his shoulders.
“Guess there has been a
few additions since I was here last.”
March 10, 1997
“As near as I can tell from
my research in the Illuminati archives, there are no such things as vampires
by the traditional definition.” Xanatos said.
“By the traditional definition?”
“You know, Count Dracula
and all that.” Rick said.
“No I’m afraid I do not.”
“You spend all that time
in the library and you never read Count Dracula?” Rick asked.
“No, should I have?”
“Ok, so we know what he
isn’t, but do what he is then?” Xanatos asked as a way of keeping
the discussion on track.
“I’m afraid we know very
little at this point.” Owens interjected.
“And there is anything that
Puck would be able to tell us about him then?”
“No I am afraid not.
Vampires have always been a fringe group. They are a fairly secretive
group that preferred to keep to themselves. Plus the fact that they
are not true immortals, nor as powerful as they fey, the other immortals
preferred to ignore them.”
“Sounds par for the coarse.”
“If I may continue Detective
Maza, there is some information that I can share about the vampires.
First, as I said, they are not true immortals such as the fey or even Demona
for that matter. While they’re life span is quite long, perhaps several
millenium, they can be killed even with conventional means such as sword,
bullet, fire or poison.”
“So they have the same weakness
as the fey.” Goliath said.
“That is incorrect, as I
said, they can be killed be conventional means, it just takes a lot to
do it. Remember Brooklyn shot him at point blank range several times,
even after such injuries vampire still did not die until after Athena had
bashed in its head and then punctured the heart.”
“We now know who they are
and how to kill them. But the most important question is what do
they want?” Xanatos said.
“We may know part of that
already.” Goliath said. “The vampire had the Roughwings under
his control like slaves. Also he said that we should learn respect
for our masters, implying the same fate was in store of us.”
“If it isn’t Demona, or
Quarrymen, or magical god like beings, then its something else. At
least my life has never been boring since meeting you guys.” Elisa
March 22, 1997
Demona rolled over in her bed and
felt something brush against her skin. Not even bothering to open
her eyes, Demona lazily ran her fingers over the muscular arm of her lover.
So at ease was she that Demona didn’t even realize that someone else was
in the room until a hand suddenly covered her mouth while several other
hands held her pinned down to the bed. After struggling for a few
seconds, Demona was then lifted from the bed and restrained by several
pairs of hands.
“Hello Miss Demona, or maybe we
should call you Miss Destiny. Not that it really matters one way
or another.” Came a strange voice from the shadows.
“Oh were are my manners, my name
is Dracura, Yuri Dracura. Perhaps you have heard of me, perhaps my
subordinate Mr. Vaisley mentioned me. No, he didn’t? What a
shame.” As he spoke, Yuri stepped out of the shadows and allowed
Demona to see that he was a vampire too.
“Yes quite a shame. But
he was young and some times ill mannered, and oh yes impatient. That
is probably why he played in to your hands so well.” Walking over
to the other side of the room were several vampires held a struggling Aries,
Yuri continued to speak to Demona.
“Quite simply put you took something
from me that I cared about. You see Mr. Vaisley was my son and protégé.
So you can imagine how heartbroken I was when I learned he had been killed
in a battle you help to set up. In addition to losing my son, my
vampire clan lost the services of several gargoyles, that also upset me.”
Turning from Demona so that he
fully faced Aries, Yuri continued.
“I intend to show you how upset
I was. Like I said I was heart broken.”
With out warning Yuri shoved his
hand in to Aries chest and pulled out his heart. Holding the still
pumping heart in his hand, Yuri made sure that Demona saw it before he
began to casually munch on it.
“There, I believe you have an
idea of how I feel. Think of this as a warning, don’t cross us again.”
Yuri said as he dropped the half eaten heart on to the bed.
After all the vampires had left,
Demona sobbed with grief as she held the dead body of Aries. Despite
all the pain she felt, all the sadness that was raging in her mind, in
one little corner a different voice spoke. In her own voice, speaking
too softly to be heard above the grief and almost in her subconscious,
she knew that war had been declared, and the best ally she had was on the
other side of the country.