It was nightfall in Manhattan. As the sun dipped low into the wintry sky, seemingly encircling the city in death's shadow, one rooftop sprung forth with life. From a stone sleep arose seven gargoyles, Goliath, Hudson, Brooklyn, Broadway, Angela, Bronx and... where's Lexington? Goliath was the first to notice him missing, as every night he would do a mental roll call to see that they were safe, sound and accounted for. "Where's Lexington?", he asked aloud.
The others looked around. Brooklyn said,"I dunno... He was here last night. Broadway?"
Broadway stuttered,"Uh...I don't know either. He came back with Hudson after we stopped that kidnapping. Hudson? Anybody?"
Hudson and Angela didn't know either. They scoped the area for Lex, but he was nowhere to be found. It appeared that their worst fear was slowly coming true; Lex was missing without a trace.
