Author: darkangel8950 PM
What would happen if the Gargoyles hadn't met Elisa Maza the night they woke up? This is what I think might've happened. It's better than it sounds, so please give it a try! Brooklyn/OC Goliath/OC OC/OC Lexington/OC Broadway/AngelaRated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Drama - Brooklyn - Chapters: 20 - Words: 100,094 - Reviews: 125 - Favs: 38 - Follows: 42 - Updated: 05-17-13 - Published: 07-15-12 - id: 8323709
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Chapter 3 A/N This chapter is going to be a majority of Awakening: Part 3, maybe a little of Part 4 as well, I don't remember, I'm pretty far from those episodes, but I still remember most of them. Bare with me here, people.
"Could you please land down there, in the alley?" Goliath raised an eyeridge as he complied, diving down until he came to a stop in the alley she was talking about. He placed her on the ground and stood up straight, clasping his wings over his chest, he looked at her patiently for further instructions.
Quinn turned to the entrance of the dark space they were in, there were about four tough looking guys harassing a couple that were trying to fix their car. She turned her head to the left and saw an iron rod sticking up from behind a couple of smashed up wooden crates, 'Prefect.' she thought as she reached over and grabbed it, twirling it around her fingers to get the hang of the weight it came with. She moved forward a step, but the hand on her shoulder stopped her from going further, and she turned around to look Goliath in his eyes, he looked a little wary, "Can you fight them off?" he asked her curiously. She nodded, "Yep, and if it get's too much, I'll bring them down this way and you can help me. Is that okay with you?" she asked him. He seemed to think about it for a second before slowly nodding his head in agreement, lifting his hand away from her shoulder.
She smiled at him reassuringly before she turned around and off out the entrance. Quinn stood there, in the light of the street lamp, as clear as she could be at ten in the evening, with her iron rod in one hand and her other out in front of her to block any attacks that could be headed her way, "Hey! Leave 'em alone!" she yelled at the men, who she recognized were a gang that had been causing disturbances around her neighborhood for the past six months.
They turned around at the sound of a new voice, smirking when they saw a teenage girl, "What ya gonna do about it, girlie?" one of them asked her as they came towards her, each one either getting out a belt, or a knife. She raised an eyebrow, backing up a few steps before leaping upwards, swinging the rod up and down as she bashed them each in the head once, as she continued to flip herself over to where she was straight again.
Landing on her feet, she turned in time to see all four fall to the ground moaning and groaning as they rubbed their heads in pain. Quinn smirked, "Give you a splitting headache for about two days." she said, turning back to look at the couple who were standing outside their car, "You might wanna leave before they decide a headache isn't gonna stop 'em." she gave them a knowing look as they nodded frantically, turned, and ran off in the opposite direction.
Quinn scoffed, "Your welcome!" she called after them, tossing the iron rod to the side of her, next to the sidewalk. She sprinted into the darkness of the alley she left Goliath in, "Okay, I took care of it, now we can continue our little tour." she said, skidding to a halt right in front of him. He in turn offered his arm to her, waiting until she climbed on it to bring it back up and cradle her to his chest like he was earlier. Spreading his wings out, he jumped up high enough to catch a blast of wind, sending them up and into the open air.
"So many wonders!" the white haired Gargoyle smiled at the olive skinned one's choice of words. But, he had to admit, it pretty much summed up what exactly the three of them were seeing in this strange new city they had to call home.
"Hey, what's that?" he looked to where the youngest was pointing, only to see a metal beast of some sort, rolling down the dark pavement, a human was riding it like a horse. He raised an eyeridge, "I don't know, but it looks fun." he said to his Rookery Brothers, the corners of his beak lifting a little at the enthusiasm clear on their faces, especially the outright joy on the small one's face as he studied it.
His keen ears caught the sound of wind hitting leather, and looking out of the corner of his eye, he caught a small glimpse of Goliath with the human girl cradled in his arms, he saw they were headed in the direction of some trees. The girl, 'Quinn.' he reminded himself, eying the blood red bangs that were flying in the wind as they glided, Quinn seemed okay in his perspective. She was pretty, for a human, and she didn't seem like a threat to them when they were introduced to her. She didn't seem to want to do anything besides be their friend. 'Doubt Goliath will want to be friends with her, after all', he thought as they disappeared in the trees, 'we were all betrayed by the Captain of the Guard, I don't think we want a repeat of that.' the sound of his youngest Rookery Brother talking got his thoughts back to what they were doing, "I wanna get a closer look." he said, spreading out his arms and jumping off the balcony they were sitting in before either of the other two could say anything to change his mind.
He soared downwards, low enough to be behind the man's back give or take an inch between them. The red Gargoyle shared a look with the blue one, "Maybe we should intercept-" he started, but a loud yell sounded, and he looked down in time to see the man riding the machine flip off the front end of it, skidding to a halt five feet away from it, and the young Gargoyle standing straight next to the fallen machine, a look of confusion marring his features. "Oh boy.." the blue Gargoyle breathed out as they spread their wings and glided down to their Rookery Brother.
The olive skinned Gargoyle was setting the machine upright as they landed next to him, "Way to go." the eldest said sarcastically as he watched the human stand up and run away from the three of them as fast as he could. The youngest studied the new machine for a second, "I just wanted to get a closer look, I didn't mean for him to fall off." he said quietly, his mind elsewhere as he stood up on his feet, rising to his full height. He carefully got on top of the seat, blinking when he realized how comfortable the leather seat was, "Uh, do you know what your doing?" the blue Gargoyle asked. The youngest nodded absentmindedly as he grabbed the handles and twisted them, automatically wishing he hadn't when he shot forward with incredible speed, leaving the other two in the dust.
He screamed as it kept going, "Somebody help me stop this thing!" he yelled out to the other two when he saw he was headed for a brick wall. They quickly took to the air and glided as fast as they could to get close enough to their Rookery Brother; sadly, that wasn't fast enough. Such was proven when they witnessed the youngest Gargoyle jump off the seat of the machine as fast as he could before it crashed front first into the wall on the opposite side of the courtyard he had entered.
He landed beside the wired fence on the sides of the entrance, an audible 'oof!' sounding out from his throat as the other two landed on either side of him, the red Gargoyle had a disproving look in his eyes, the blue one looking almost exactly the same way, "I thought you said you knew what you were doing." the blue Gargoyle said as he helped the youngest up on his feet. The eldest one there turned his head around at the sound of sirens in the distance, "There's no time to talk right now, I think we should go." he said loud enough for them to hear him, spreading out his wings and jumping in the air as fast as he could, knowing his Rookery Brothers were doing the same.
He spread out his wings and caught a wind burst, instantly gliding himself above the ground, over the roof of a building, and out of sight; the other two following suit behind him.
"So, if what your telling me is true, that means all the stuff we think is fiction, like Vampires, and Werewolves; is actually all very real and very alive. Am I correct in that assumption, Goliath?" Quinn asked the Gargoyle as they walked through Central Park to give him a break from carrying her around all over the place.
They had been walking for a little over an hour while she listened to him explain his past, including the Wyvern Massacre of 994 A.D. She seemed to be the most interested in that little piece of History, he noted, what with the questions she had asked him, 'Why did you have to go alone, and take only Hudson with you?', 'Why didn't you listen to your girlfriend? I mean, she wanted you to take all the Gargoyles with you, would that have been such a bad thing?', he had to admit, she made a valid point in her questions.
Even if they might've seemed a little bit personal..
Goliath simply nodded at her, stopping suddenly when he heard some movement from a direction he had yet to figure out, turning his head every which way, his eyes narrowed as he searched for the place the movement came from. Quinn tilted her head to one side as she looked at him curiously, "Goliath..?" she asked him, but shrieked when about five men in blue armor with red visors over their eyes, jumped out at them from behind some bushes, they had these rather large guns in their hands, and were aiming them at Goliath and herself.
'Why are they aiming at us?' she screamed in her head, moving to stand in front of Goliath, getting into a protective stance as they circled around the two beings like a lion stalking his prey.
She looked up in surprise when Goliath roared in pain, seeing a tranquilizer dart sticking out of his shoulder, she looked at the man behind them, her eyes narrowing, "What the hell are you people doing?" she demanded, "He's not an animal!" with that, she darted to one side of the path they were on, grabbed a large, cane like stick that was not as smooth, but sturdy enough to be a good weapon.
Quinn spun it around between her fingers as two of the men came up to grab her, one was aiming his gun at her, "Wrong move." she said, bringing the stick around to her front. She spun around in a complete 360, one end of the stick pointed outwards towards the men, smacking them in the chin so hard, it sent them reeling. She stood straight again, a smirk on her face as she watched them groan a little, rubbing their chins to get them to stop stinging, "One would think y'all could handle a teen with a fraking stick to fight you." she commented when she heard a loud roar as Goliath made the other three jump back a few steps, "Quinn! Come!" he called out to her. Quinn dropped her 'weapon' and ran forward, making it in time for him to cradle her once again, to his chest. Stretching out his wings, he bent a little with a low groan, before deciding to run. He turned around and ran in the opposite direction while one of the goons started shooting at them as they went
He kept running until he got to the top of one of the many bridges, then he jumped up into the air, stretching out his wings to catch a burst of air. Sadly, the one he caught only let him off the ground about two feet. He had to stretch out his body to where it looked like he would be lying on his stomach if he were touching the ground. Quinn looked over his shoulder to see the goons now standing straight again, on the bridge, attempting to fire their guns at them, "Well, I think that took care of them...For a while at least." she said as Goliath slowly moved his legs down to catch the ground.
"Hey, this stuff is really good! You should try some!" the red Gargoyle rolled his eyes at the blue Gargoyle, who was currently stuffing himself silly with some sort of pastry he found on a cart, "We would have, if you hadn't eaten the all of it." he retorted, turning his wings a little bit to catch more of the wind.
The largest one blinked, "Oh yeah." he said, finishing with the last pastry as the youngest Gargoyle there moaned halfheartedly, "Can we take a break? My arms hurt." he said. The beaked Gargoyle nodded, "Yeah, I know, my wings are startin' to drop." he said, looking down at the street. He saw a human standing on the sidewalk, waving his arm in the air and yelling, "Yo, taxi!" that got this yellow car to drive up to him and let him climb in the back seat then drove off down the street, with the human in the back. "Hmm.." the Gargoyle seemed to contemplate this for a second before gesturing with one hand to land down there.
He dove down, landing in the shadows of a building, his Rookery brothers following his example. He poked his head out from behind the wall, waiting for one of the yellow cars to come down the street; when he finally saw one, he quickly stepped out from behind the wall, moving to be in the street. He raised one hand over his head, one talon pointing up towards the sky, "Yo, taxi!" he yelled out like the human did.
Instead of the car stopping like he expected it to, it swerved to the side, ramming itself into another vehicle, the driver jumping out of the car as soon as the door was open; he took off down the road with a yelp of fear.
The red Gargoyle sighed as the other two came up behind him, "Guess we're walking." he said, earning moans from his companions.
Quinn suppressed the urge to groan in pain as she tried to support the sagging Gargoyle as they walked down a path in the park. He had long ago told her that he was too weak to fly anymore tonight, and they had settled for walking.
At least until he had almost fallen from either fatigue or...what, she didn't know. That's what lead to their current position, him slouching much further than he usually would just so that she could support his right side as they continued walking in the darkness of the night.
She grunted a little when he leaned forward and crouched on the ground, taking his arm off of her shoulders as he did so. A low moan drug out from him, "Why do I feel so weak all of a sudden?" he asked her as she finally realized she never got the dart off his shoulder. Looking completely ashamed with herself, she went behind him and swiftly got the dart off, flinching a little when he growled ever so slightly at the needle, "They shot you with a tranquilizer dart, I'll bet the drugs are in your system right now, making you kinda drowsy. Don't worry though, it won't like damage you or anything, just make you kinda tired and relaxed." she explained as he shook his head to clear it, "How exactly did they find us?" he asked. Quinn pursed her lips as she thought that over, at least that's what she started doing, then she noticed the small, circular object on his back, hidden by his wing, "Hey... What's this?" she asked him as she reached up and plucked it off his skin.
She brought it down to her eye level and saw it was no bigger than a quarter, but it was some sort of pendant that was rimmed gold and covered in a black screen with a digital scarab in the middle, "What is it?" Goliath asked her when he saw the device. Quinn flipped it in the air to test how heavy it was, when it only went up about a foot, did five flips, then dropped into her hand, she decided it certainly wasn't a pendant, it wouldn't have gone up a foot, and it wasn't a medallion, too many flips to be that. "Hmm.." she mumbled, holding it up to her ear to see if she could hear anything out of the ordinary. She looked taken aback when she heard a little beep every five seconds.
"Quinn, what is it?" Goliath asked again when she pulled the device away from her ear, looking up at him, shaking the object a little, "My guess would be some sort of tracking device. But how you got it on your back, that's a whole other question in itself." she said, turning around at the sound of sniffing; upon seeing a golden retriever sifting it's nose through some garbage, she whistled to it, "Here!" she called, getting the dog's attention. At first he growled at her when she walked towards him, but after sniffing her hand when she held it outstretched towards his nose, he seemed to calm down enough for her to place the tracker behind his ear while she scratched him there. "Now, go! Go on!" she called to him, pointing in the opposite direction and waving one hand around that area to get him to move.
When the dog left, she walked back over to Goliath, "Do you wanna try walking again, Big Guy? I mean, we don't really have to at this moment, those men are gonna follow Goldie back there, so, we're free to just wait it out." she told him when he tried to stand straight again. He couldn't get to his full height, however, and he didn't want to put his arm back over the small girl's shoulders like he originally had, that would make her sore for a few days. He looked up at the dark sky, and by the looks of the slowly inching toward morning horizon, he shook his head, "We cannot be out here come morning." he said, keeping his eyes drawn to the sky, he saw something moving in the open air, "Quinn, get behind me." Goliath told the red haired girl, who looked curious as she slowly did as he asked, peeking over his shoulder to see what he saw.
Goliath, although drowsy, was still alert as the moving thing dove downwards, looking like it was going to make contact the pavement is it wasn't careful. When the object was close enough, Goliath sighed in relief when he saw the red Gargoyle with the beak and the white hair landing feet first in front of him, "False alarm, Quinn." Goliath called to the girl behind him. She stepped to his side and smiled slightly at the other Gargoyle when he came forward, "Hi there, um.. I'm sorry, what's your name?" she asked him. He only blinked at her, looking at Goliath, "A name?" he asked the older Gargoyle, who nodded, "Hudson already has one." he explained, "'Hudson'?" the red Gargoyle asked, to which Goliath only nodded.
The beaked Gargoyle looked back at Quinn, "We went around this whole city to look all over the place, I saw a building that really fascinated me; it was a sort of beige color and it was pretty big. It had a lot of steps that led to the front door, what building was it?" he asked her. Quinn pursed her lips in thought, until she decided to ask him, "Did you see a pretty big bridge in that same area?" eh blinked, "Yeah..." he said cautiously. She smiled at him, "That area is the Brooklyn borough, actually a pretty nice area to visit." she explained. The Gargoyle nodded, "'Brooklyn'. I'm 'Brooklyn'." he introduced to her.
She nodded, "Okay, I like that name." she said with a smile, causing Brooklyn to blush a little bit, you could barely tell, but his cheeks turned just a tad more red than they already were. Brooklyn then turned back to Goliath, "Everyone's worried about you, the sun's gonna come up in about twenty minutes and you aren't even back at the castle. Mentor, I'm guessing that's Hudson, sent me out to find you." he explained. Goliath looked up at the sky once again, "Then we must try and make it back before daybreak." he concluded as Quinn came up to his right side once again, taking his arm when he slung it over her shoulder, Brooklyn coming up to his left side to get that arm over his own shoulders.
Brooklyn felt that Goliath was leaning much more on Quinn's side, then remembered that Quinn only came up to Goliath's elbow, that would be where Brooklyn's chest was. He grunted when he pulled Goliath up higher than he intended, "Let's get started." he said as they started walking.
"Shouldn't they have been back by now? It's almost morning." the olive green Gargoyle asked his remaining Rookery Brother as they got up on their pedestals to get ready to become immobilized in stone for the next twelve hours.
It was fifteen minutes until daybreak and neither his eldest Rookery Brother nor Goliath had come back form wherever they were, leaving the remaining four Gargoyles to worry at their absence.
The blue Gargoyle shrugged as he answered, "Maybe they stopped to get something to eat?" he suggested as the sun started coming up into the sky, "Whatever happened, I'm sure they're gonna be fine." he said with a reassuring smile. The small Gargoyle contemplated this before slowly nodding his head, "Yeah... Your probably right." he concluded.
Goliath grunted as he turned his head upwards to look at the sky, urging Brooklyn to do the same when he saw the sun coming up to announce the day had begun, "We have run out of time, Quinn." he said as he got his arm off her shoulder, shoving Brooklyn slightly to get him to move into the shade of the trees to get ready. Quinn raised an eyebrow, "Why? What do you mean 'we've run out of time'?" she asked him, watching them both crouch down in the ground in a sort of protective stance, "You'll see." Brooklyn told her as the first light of dawn came out.
Quinn gasped when her two Gargoyle companions suddenly turned to stone before her very eyes, rushing forwards, she tried to get them to wake up so they could get back home, but they just wouldn't budge, "Ya couldn't have warned me about the whole fraking concept or you turning to stone in daylight? Just a little 'Hey, Quinn, guess what? We turn to stone during daytime.' would that have been too much to ask?" she exclaimed at them.
She suddenly heard shuffling and the distinct sound of whispering coming from the other side of the large shrubs, walking around the Gargoyles, she slowly peeked out from the bushes, her eyes widening when she saw the armed men walking around on the other side. She slowly stepped away from the bushes to look back to her companions, "Ayah..." she muttered under breath.
Wow, I'm surprised this chapter turned out to be longer than the first two. I really enjoyed typing this one, as you can probably tell.
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