It was now 1997. The nocturnal protectors of New York City, the gargoyles, had been protecting the city for three years now. They had accomplished much since they had been brought to Manhattan, New York. They had made enemies and new friends too along the way. They were led by the mighty Goliath. He had a beautiful daughter named Angela that had his coloring, but in looks, favored Goliath's ex-mate, Demona. Brooklyn was Goliath's second in command, Lexington was the smallest and smartest, Hudson was the clan's eldest, and Broadway was the clan's cook, Bronx was their pet and like a secret weapon, and Elisa was their closest human ally. The gargoyles all lived atop the Eyrie Building, Xanatos Enterprises. It was owned by billionaire David Xanatos. He was married to Fox, and they had a son, Alexander. Owen Burnett was their most trusted butler and assistant with running the building. He was also secretly a magical fae called Puck, who was also Alex's magic teacher. Most of the time
The Demon Hunter Ch 17 by BreezerBri23, literature
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The Demon Hunter Chapter 17 “Mr. MacDowell, will you come to the stand, please?” Judge William asked Macbeth to come forward. As Macbeth approached the pulpit the judge held out a Bible and gestured for Macbeth to raise his right hand. “Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help you God?” “I do,” Macbeth replied after sending up a lightning prayer that he wouldn't be given a reason to lie. “Please be seated.” The Judge instructed. Macbeth looked down at the diminutive desk William had gestured to. “If I may, I would prefer to stand, your honor.” Macbeth requested. “I'll allow it,” “How come he gets to stand?” Dougal complained. Judge William slammed his gavel down on the pulpit. “Strike two, Mr. Acken! Shut your pie hole, or I'll have Trent throw you back in jail until this trial is over.” “You can't -” Dougal began to protest, but the judge silenced him with a glare. “Try me.” Dougal decided not to press his luck and settled
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The Demon Hunter Chapter 16 “What the devil!?” Macbeth exclaimed as he fell backward into the snow once again. The man that stood before him could have been his twin. The main difference between them was their clothes. Macbeth, who was still sitting in the snow, wore a long tan coat over his clothes with his matching gambler hat and a deep red scarf. The man that stood before him wore a long dark coat, an armored vest, and black boots and gloves. As his dark reflection stepped forward and reached out his hand, Macbeth could also see the toll of the years ahead reflected in his eyes. “You're from the future aren't you?” Macbeth asked as he stood. The other Macbeth gave him a wry smile. “Aye, we are.” Macbeth felt a surge of anticipation. “What are you doing here? Did Christine send you... how is she?” He added apprehensively. The future Macbeth smiled. “Nay, she didn't send us, but she is well.” “Then why...what have you come to do?” “Christine's journey through the
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The Demon Hunter Chapter 14 As the flames of the Phoenix Gate dispersed, the first rays of dawn peeked through the treeline. The native gargoyles took their stances around the border of their tribe's hideaway. Some crouched and snarled. Others stood and drew a bow or spear and stared down their invisible enemies. The crackling of stone skin resonated through the trees. Then all was quiet and still, other than the first notes of birdsong. Macbeth wasn't sure what he was feeling inside. Whenever he had to say goodbye to someone over the centuries, it had always been final. He had no hope of seeing that person ever again. Many of his friends and loved ones had died in battle or succumbed to illness or old age. This time was different. For the first time in a long time, Macbeth had hope. He couldn't quite comprehend it. Though Brooklyn had explained everything and promised him he would see Christine again, it still didn't feel real. He feared he would wait over a century just to be
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The Demon Hunter Ch 13
The Demon Hunter Chapter 13 The moment Macbeth and the gargoyle chief shook hands, the entire clan burst with excitement. The gargoyles immediately broke into song and dance to celebrate their clan's heroes and pray to the spirits for a successful battle. Brooklyn watched in awe. In his travels through time, he had experienced many cultures and their traditions, but this was the first time he had witnessed a Native American clan celebrating. He looked down at Christine who was still cradled in his arms, and gently shook her. "Christy?" He slowly began to remove the headphones from her head so she could hear. Christine was startled by the sound of a native gargoyle's war cry, but she recovered quickly. "What's happening?" She asked as she sat up straighter to listen. "It looks like Macbeth has made a promise to help the natives protect their clan," Brooklyn told her. "They are singing to the spirits for a successful battle." "A battle against the townspeople?" Christine asked
A Stranger in Scotland Ch 13 by BreezerBri23, literature
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A Stranger in Scotland Ch 13
A Stranger in Scotland Chapter 13 ***Disclaimer*** Most of the dialogue between the canon characters is from “City of Stone: Part 4”, Gargoyles. Season 2, Episode 12. Some of the dialogue has been cut or shortened. I do not own any Gargoyles (c) material. Full citation in the description below ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Christine had a feeling of foreboding as she peeked out from behind the large boulder that she and the sisters hid behind. At first, there was no one in sight. Just the evening mist gleaming in the moonlight. Then she heard the sound of someone approaching. Two figures emerged out of the mist and rested against the rocks out of breath. Christine instantly recognized Macbeth and his wife Grouch. They had barely escaped from the castle themselves. "Welcome," the sound of a man's voice started them. Christine turned toward the sound of the voice and saw a man in a Hunter’s mask emerge from the
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A Stranger in Scotland Ch 12
A Stranger in Scotland Chapter 12 "Christine?" Luach whispered as he gently shook her shoulder. She moaned in her sleep and he whispered her name again. This time Christine stirred. She opened her eyes and saw him as he sat on the edge of her bed. "Oh, Christine. I came to apologize." He confessed. "Mmm, for what?" Christine asked in a groggy voice. "That I put you in this state. Are you feeling poorly?" He asked as he put a hand on her forehead and then caressed her face. In Christine's drowsy state of mind, she savored the feeling of Luach gently caressing her face. She did not enjoy the moment for long, however. What's happening to me? She wondered. She loved Macbeth. She shouldn't indulge her feelings of loneliness by allowing herself to enjoy Luach's affection. But Macbeth was out of reach and his son was right here, seated at her bedside... Stop it! She scolded herself. "I'm fine," she lied as she turned her face away from his hand. Luach didn't seem to notice her subtle
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A Stranger in Scotland Chapter 11 Demona's POV Tonight was the night. Demona and her clan glided above the forests of Moray hidden in the clouds, waiting for their foes to appear. The evening air trembled with anticipation. Soon the thundering of hooves on the ground accompanied its rhythm. The English army emerged through the fog, the glint of armor reflecting the torches they carried. A chaotic symphony of galloping hooves, the sway of chainmail, the clash of armor, and the bellowing of warriors echoed through the trees. The time was now. Demona raised her morning star mace over her head and let out her blood-chilling war cry to summon her troops to attack. The English warriors below raised their weapons to the sky in terror. As they looked up, Demona and her gargoyles dove like bats out of hell and landed upon the waiting army. Demona plowed through a line of soldiers, knocking them off their horses. The gargoyles’ attack caused the English army to break their formations and
A Stranger in Scotland Ch 8 by BreezerBri23, literature
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A Stranger in Scotland Ch 8
A Stranger in Scotland Chapter 8 Christine watched as Demona snuck off through the corridors out of sight. Off to rejoin the other gargoyles and spread rumors about her suspensions regarding Christine, she supposed. As Christine re-buttoned the buttons up her neck, she felt her scars begin to itch in protest against the fabric. She sighed in annoyance. She had hoped the pain would be gone by now. Her scars were no longer raw, but they were still tender. It was time she headed back to her chamber anyway where she could apply salve to her neck and enjoy a few minutes of peace. As Christine walked through the hallways to her chamber, she passed by the servants and soldiers who gave her nods of acknowledgment. Some respected her and nodded reverently, others who merely tolerated her gave an obligatory nod with a hint of derision. Just as she had made it to her door, she heard a voice in the distance. It sounded like someone had called her name, so she stopped and listened for a