Chapter Dedicated to:
Momochan77: Thank you for following my story, and I hope you enjoy this chapter!
digilover: Thank you for giving me your opinion on what you believe Dakota should do, and I hope this chapter doesn't disappoint.
Authors Note: Okay you guys may notice that I actually ended up skipping a chapter, and I will explain more at the end of this chapter. I'm also extremely sorry for the long wait I meant to update way sooner but school was hectic, and then my sister was in a car accident and my family's been dealing with that whole mess. Anyway I'm officially writing again I decided to post this chapter early so I could give you guys something.
The Scrolls of Merlin Part One
A full moon lit the night sky, as it always seems to do when the most important things happen. The moon shown on a cave entrance, where two archeologists, a man and a woman, carefully maneuvered their way through the hillside.
"I'm through! Dwaine you must come and see this called," called the male archeologists, as he shined his flashlight on the hole where his partner, soon appeared.
"Careful or all the hillside will come," Dwaine called back, as she got up and followed her partner who lead her deeper into the hillside.
They carefully walked through the darkness as each step left an echo reverberating off the walls, they then turned and looked at each other with smiles for what they had both found. It was an old stone room, with a cauldron, and old jars, the ominous feeling in the room escalating as the shadows danced upon the walls.
They both jumped as the male quickly shushed Dwaine, "Listen," he whispered to Dwaine.
"This way," Dwain motioned as she started to walk further into the room.
The lights glanced over the objects in the room as they for a moment stopped on a golden harp before finding its way to a chest. Dwaine quickly moved forward eager as she dusted off the chest, "Hm ancient Celtic," she said thoughtfully as she continued, "The seeker of knowledge may fear nothing here. The destroyer everything," she translated.
Dwain without hesitation reached forward and pulled the lid open only for an electric blue light to jump out of the box hovering over the archeologists heads as if inspecting them before returning to the box with a clap as it clapped shut. Dwaine and the male archeologist walked back over to the chest and reopened it to reveal golden scrolls.
"The scrolls of Merlin."
The gargoyles for once were relaxing instead of patrolling, as Goliath had deemed that they could have this one night off to relax. Lexington was surrounded by his usual science magazines, as Broadway sat up in the rafters eating as per usual. Hudson sat in his recliner chair flipping through the channels. Brooklyn was sitting casually with his arm loosely wrapped around Dakota's shoulders both of them reading a novel. Dakota was absorbed into a book called, Howl's Moving Castle. Dakota, one who normally liked to be moving around or doing something productive, but books were the only time the female gargoyle could actually sit down and remain still for hours on end.
"The scrolls of Merlin are being taken to the Metropolitan Museum in New York for further study! Do you think the scrolls are really written by Merlin?" asked Lexington.
"Wouldn't that be incredible?!" Elisa said to Goliath somewhat amazed at the possibility, behind me and Brooklyn, as I reluctantly placed down my book to listen turning my head.
"Merlin? He was a wizard right like the Magus?" Brooklyn said harshly as my own eyes slightly narrowed at the mention of the Magus.
"A white wizard in the 5th century, if you're interested the library downstairs is full of books about him," Goliath elaborated.
"Is it really such a far-fetched idea? I mean you guys, we turn to stone in the morning and come to life at night, are we really contemplating whether or not a wizard is real?" I asked as I felt Brooklyn slightly chuckle next to me, and saw both Goliath and Elisa slightly smile.
"Why stare at markings on a page, when you can rent the video?" laughed Broadway, as he finished eating his snack.
"They're not marks when you know how to read," grumbled Lexington as he tried to pull a magazine out from under Bronx who decided to sleep on Lexington's pile.
"Well I can't read, and I don't think I'm missing anything," Broadway retorted.
"Uh huh, ignorance is bliss. Right Hudson?" Brooklyn questioned as I lightly hit him on the shoulder.
"Agh, leave me out of this, it's time for celebrity hockey. Come here Bronx," called Hudson as Bronx jumped up the stairs to where Hudson was before just flopping himself down.
"I could teach you if you want Broadway," I offered, as Broadway hastily shook his head.
"His loss," murmured Brooklyn from next me as I smiled, and moved to kiss his cheek before he turned and fully kissed me. I couldn't help but smile as I wrapped my arms around Brooklyn's neck and we deepened the kiss; we parted as we heard Broadway obnoxiously gagging.
"Mm, aren't you sweet," I hummed as I pulled away and leaned my head back on his shoulder and picked my book back up.
"I've gotta go, Matt and I are assigned to the scrolls escort team," Elisa told Goliath as she turned away from the rest of us to face him.
"Do they know what the scrolls contain?" asked Goliath.
"They're still sealed, rumor is their magic spells," she explained absent mindedly as she turned and made her way down the stairs.
"Okay, granted Elisa is different but how stupid are these humans? They're practically asking someone to steal the scrolls," I said slightly annoyed at the stupidity of humans as I slightly lowered my book to look at my clan, drawing their attention to me.
"Humans are curious creatures they crave to share knowledge, it's only natural when a major event occurs they announce it to the world," explained Goliath as he turned to face me and Brooklyn.
"And let me guess we are going to follow Elisa, to make sure nobody steals the scrolls," I muttered bitterly as Goliath slightly smirked at me, and my friends and I groaned.
I pulled my hair into a high ponytail and putting on a ball cap that matched my red jacket, as I waited for Matt and I to reach the boat containing the scrolls. I flashed back to mmy previous conversation with Dakota.
Clock tower 7:45
"I was taught by Goliath," said Dakota as we talked against the cold stone wall.
A fond smile came onto her face and her features softened, " When I was a hatchling I looked up to Goliath as much as I do now. I often followed him everywhere…
Scotland 983 A.D.
"Goliath!" I screamed as I ran towards the older gargoyle and launched myself at him.
I didn't notice the sigh that left the older gargoyles mouth or the laughter of his own rookery brothers and sisters as they stared at my form which clung onto him.
"What have I told you about leaving the rookery," Goliath said somewhat tiredly as he tried to gently pull me off his arm.
I giggled childishly and shook my head, "No one saw me," I assured him, as Goliath looked even more defeated.
"Brother you have faced many a talented foe though I never thought you would be beaten by a female hatchling," teased Goliath's rookery brother who in the future would begin to be known as Coldstone.
"Lass, you must not disappear for you will worry the rookery mothers," chided the old gargoyle leader, who one day Goliath would replace.
The rookery mothers were the female gargoyles who normally stayed down in the rookery to watch over the hatchlings, and I always found a way to get out.
"Can't I stay up here a little longer," I pleaded and pulled on Goliath's arm and beamed up him.
"No you must go back to the rookery," Goliath said remaining firm as my beam turned into a pout.
"Ah, it should be alright Goliath, curiosity is always in hatchlings and it's good to encourage it," the old gargoyle amended as I excitedly hopped up and down still clutching Goliath's arm and nodding quickly with what my elder said.
"Alright," said Goliath as a squeal could be heard from my azure form as I eagerly tightened my grip on Goliath's arm.
"and one day I tagged along with him into the library."
Scotland 983 A.D.
I sighed in annoyance as I sat on top of the wooden table with my legs crossed as Goliath read a book from one of the shelves in the library.
"I'm bored," I whined as Goliath didn't even seem to acknowledge my voice.
I sighed and tapped my clawed fingers lightly against the wood as to not scrape it and smiled as I saw Goliath's book tighten on the book before he set it down to look at me, and I ignored the irritated look on his face.
"Let's go play now," I cheered as I got off the table and tugged on Goliaths arm.
"Come on!" I smiled as I continued to tug on Goliath's arm.
I stopped and turned to the now angry Goliath as I let go of his arm and stared dejectedly at the floor.
"You can't always get what you want. I know you don't find this fun, but I enjoy it and would very much like to continue," said Goliath, his voice now calm and he stared at me patiently.
"I'm sorry," I whispered and I felt Goliath softly ruffle my short silver hair.
I quietly resumed my place on the table and instead started to lightly trace my clawed fingers over the grooved wood into the nooks and crannies. It was over and hour before I heard Goliath close the book and gently slide it back into its place on the shelf.
"Thank you for being patient," said Goliath as he softly smiled at me.
"Sorry, for being rude. I'll try to be more patient." I promised determinedly as I stared up at Goliath.
"Would you like to learn?" Goliath asked unexpectedly, and I quickly nodded happily it was rare Goliath suggested to do anything with me seeing as I normally just tagged alone and followed him.
"We'll start with the alphabet….."
Clock Tower 8:15
"After that I was so eager to show off to my friends, and I ended up even teaching Lexington, and Brooklyn after my lessons with Goliath. Broadway had never shown any intrest much rather preferring to eat," laughed Dakota.
"You all sounded very happy," I smiled but frowned when I saw Dakota's smile turn into a frown.
"We were weren't we," Dakota said almost sadly as her eye gaze returned to the stone floor.
"Elisa, we're here," said Matt as he lightly shook my shoulder.
"Right," I said as I was broken off from my musings as I stepped out onto the deck and held onto the railing as I started to climb onto the other boat where the scrolls were.
The sky was swirling with dark clouds of navy as lightning flashed in the distance and the waves harshly clashed against the boat.
" We didn't think you would make it," the female archeologist, Dwaine, called to me as she called down to me as I climbed the ladder.
"Are you kidding I wouldn't have missed this if I had to swim," I practically yelled back as she grabbed my arm and helped pull me up onto the deck.
I stared out at the turbulent sea, as Matt quickly joined my side, and we were ushered into the navigation room where the scrolls were placed.
"The scrolls were sealed in these two canisters," explained Dwaine,as I stared at the two gold canisters protected by the glass case.
I turned to look out the window as I heard a beeping on the ships scanners.
"Everyone down!" I yelled as two planes shot at the windows causing them to shatter and break into pieces.
I quickly got up and I pulled Dwain as she rubbed her head so she was laying underneath the control panels.
"Just perfect," I muttered as I pulled out my gun.
Authors Note: Okay guys thanks for all of you who stuck with me, and again I'm extremely sorry about the long wait. Also regarding the fact that I skipped an episode was mainly because I couldn't think of a single way to fit Dakota into the story. I may come back when I've finished this story, and add it in. I've also posted a poll as to whether Dakota should go to Avalon or not, I ask that even if you have told me please go and take the poll it takes seconds you guys. I have both scenarios worked out in my head, and the second part of this chapter is coming out this week, I'm working on it right now.