A/N I forgot that I wrote this. It's a tad corny and rushed, but if you haven't seen the series it's basically a summary of the important parts. The fun starts in the next chapter.

Hi.

Bad start, let me try again.

My name is Brooklyn. I live in Manhattan, New York. I love movies, books, and hanging out with my rookery brothers. I'm kind of a "night person". I have bright red skin and a white mane that trails down my back. Sometimes it gets too long and gets caught in my beak when I'm talking to someone.

Oh? Sorry. Didn't I mention that I'm a gargoyle?

I know, I know, it's hard to accept, right? What is a gargoyle doing in New York? Is this some kind of joke?

No, it isn't. I'm not really the joking type, unless you count sarcasm.

Actually, I'm more the hothead of my family, ask anyone! I'm also kind of a romantic, unfortunately. That's where the trouble started.

Y'see, one thousand years ago (long story, I'll fill you in later) our clan's home, Castle Wyvern, was betrayed, sacked, and…most of us were destroyed. The only survivors (that we knew of, anyway) were Goliath, our leader, Hudson, our mentor, and myself, Broadway, Lexington, and Bronx (although we didn't have names at the time). The last four were actually in the rookery, as a kind of "time-out" (hey, we were just playing! Those humans deserved it…), and that's the only reason we lived at all.

When we finally came out to see what was going on…it was too late. Our friends, our brothers, our sisters, parents, children, everyone lay scattered throughout the castle…destroyed…dead.

One of them was a female I had recently fallen in love with. I never really got to tell her (I'm kind of shy, okay?)…and it was too late now. Of course, even worse was what happened to Goliath. He found rubble where his second-in-command, his mate, and his beloved for decades had stood. It shattered him.

Anyway, fast-forward ten centuries and we're in present time New York. Wouldn't you know it? Demona, Goliath's lost lover, had survived. Turns out she was the traitor to begin with! Not only that, she blamed humans for what had happened, and if you ever look up revenge in a phonebook you'll probably see her name next to it. She allied herself with Xanatos, the man who broke the spell that had kept us alive for a thousand years (don't worry I'll get to it! I promise!), told him the story, and tried to force us to see her point of view.

Well, we didn't, and Xanatos couldn't control us, so the delightful twosome teamed up and tried to wipe us out with a clan of steel gargoyles!

Needless to say when that didn't work out Demona disappeared and Xanatos was arrested. All's well, right? Wrong. Xanatos was down, but not out. He kept on harassing us even while in jail. Eventually, he even drove us away from our home, leaving us nothing but each other.

Then, he enlisted the aid of a Dr. Sevarius, a nasty, cowardly, but extremely brilliant nutcase that used his funds to change innocent street people into a race of gargoyle-like monsters. Claw, Fang, Talon (actually, he's Elisa Maza's brother, but I'll get to that later), and…Maggie.

Man, it's too bad Xanatos convinced them we were the enemy. I saved her life twice, but she just kept on freaking out about us being monsters, like she was one to talk! Well, I guess I liked her a little bit…okay, I liked her a lot. Thing was, she fell in love with Talon. After we allied (they figured out Xanatos was scum) and I saved both of them from Fang (now he was annoying) I let it go. I mean, I wasn't about to force her to love me. Besides, I'm a gargoyle and despite how she looks, she's a human. Inter-species relationships have a tendency of backfiring sometimes.

…Even though Goliath and Elisa Maza (our first human friend in New York) seem to have hit it off quite nicely…never mind, that's not important.

Anyhow, I kept going. It didn't look like I'd ever find love. Luckily, Goliath's decision to make me second-in-command distracted me…especially when he disappeared without a trace, leaving me in charge. Weeks later he came back with Elisa, Bronx, and…his daughter. Turns out he'd been stuck in the mists surrounding Avalon, appearing randomly all over the globe and fighting evil.

The minute I saw Angela, I knew I was in love for real. She looked a lot like Demona, but she was softer, kinder, and she had the most powerful eyes. She was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen, and I could tell that my rookery brothers Broadway and Lexington felt the same.

I guess we pushed a little too hard, because she eventually told us to slow down or be forced to back off. We'd waited a thousand years, so what were a few more weeks? We agreed. It seemed to work, she was more open almost instantly. We were quite a team.

Sometime later, Coldstone's three personalities (very, very long story) were released and inhabited Broadway, Angela…and myself. Broadway was given Coldstone himself, Angela was possessed by Coldstone's beloved, Coldfire…and I was controlled against my will by Coldsteel when no one was paying attention. Every creepy thought that guy had would give me nightmares. He was obsessed with killing Coldstone and taking Coldfire as his own. He tricked the two into sneaking off and I was forced to watch Broadway and Angela holding each other. It was pretty horrible.

Anyway, my brothers figured it out and he left my body in favor of a robot Xanatos had made for him. Coldfire and Coldstone returned to their new bodies, too. I don't think anyone else noticed, but Broadway and Angela kept staring at each other afterwards. After all, they had done everything short of making out when they were possessed, and I wasn't the only one that knew what was going on.

I was distracted beyond words. I had a few close calls because of it, actually. I couldn't stop thinking about her! I dreamed up wild schemes that would end in me winning her affection, and while I was off in another world Broadway was trying a direct approach. I don't think he even realized I was trying. She didn't either.

A few weeks later, I spotted them kissing in the library.

It broke my heart.

A/N I think that's how Brooklyn would feel. Of course, I made up the "gargoyle from before", but it makes sense to me. Anyhow, I'll try not to make Brooklyn so Mary Sueish in the next chapters. (Warning, I DO break his heart several times, however. I can't resist.)