I've been having this new story playing over and over in my head and I've been struggling with how to present it, but with some help and story advice from my good friend, Bluecatcinima, great guy by the way, I decided to give this story idea of mine a try. Hope you guys enjoy this new story and be sure to review! Helpful criticism is welcome!
Gargoyles: The Sorcerer's Apprentice
Chapter One: Reawakening
It was a dark night in Manhattan, as a certain female gargoyle looked from the high ledge of the castle tower, overlooking the cityscape. At least two years have passed, since Thailog had vanished and the Quarrymen defeated and disbanded. Since then, the citizens of Manhattan were finally able to rest easy, knowing that such evil has dissipated from the world and were able to live in peace beside the gargoyles, accepting them as their protectors. The female gargoyle gazed at the cityscape, the moonlight shinning against her lavender skin, her brown flowing in the wind, her large wings wrapped around her like a cape, as she was perched on the ledge.
"Angela?"
She turned to see her father, Goliath, approach from the shadows. The years have been kind to him, as he showed little age, even after two years, so he seemed as strong as ever.
"Father," Angela replied, looking back at the cityscape "I was just admiring the city lights."
"It can be quite beautiful at times." Goliath nodded "There are some things that humans strive for, protecting beauty in some parts of the world for example."
"Yeah." Angela agreed, before looking back at her father "How are you and Elisa doing?"
"Elisa and I are doing quite well." Goliath smiled "We're thinking of conceiving a child soon."
"That's wonderful!" Angela smiled, before frowning "But what about mother? Any word from her?"
"I'm afraid not." Goliath sighed, shaking his head "We haven't spoken in years. I fear she may have given up on us entirely."
"I see." Angela frowned "I never thought that mother would hold such a grudge, even though we're finally at peace."
"That is her decision." Goliath declared "As long as she doesn't try anything to destroy the peace we fought for."
"Yeah." Angela sighed, before smiling "Anyways, I'll be heading to the museum with Elisa tonight."
"Excellent." Goliath smiled "Do have fun."
As Goliath left, Angela took off into the night, gliding through the night sky. She flew through the air, before finally arriving at the museum, where Elisa was waiting.
"Hello, Elisa." Angela smiled, landing beside her "How are you?"
"Doing good." Elisa smiled "These years have been quite interesting, haven't they? So much has changed since gargoyles have been accepted as a part of society."
"Indeed." Angela nodded "I'm glad that we were able to negotiate peace in the end."
"Anyways, how have you been, Angela?" Elisa asked "How have you and Broadway been?"
"Actually, we've broken up recently." Angela frowned "Too many disagreements."
"Oh. I'm so sorry." Elisa sighed "Hopefully, this museum trip will cheer you up."
"Yeah, you're right." Angela nodded "I always wanted to visit one of these."
The two entered the building, seeing the many historical artifacts in different casings, many artifacts from ancient times.
"So, what do you think?" Elisa asked.
"The artifacts are amazing." Angela remarked, admiring the artifacts "They remind me so much of my time in Avalon."
As they move on to other artifacts, Angela's attention was caught by two statues. One of them looked like a warrior, wearing what appeared to be holy armor, like a Templar, holding a shield and sword, standing in a defensive stance. The other statue looks like a mage, wearing a pair of boots, a set of robes, the bottom part of the robes reaching his knees, a pair of elbow length gloves, spikey hair, holding a katana in one hand and standing in a stance as if about to cast a spell with the other hand.
"Those statues," Angela gasped, before frowning "Samuel and Peter."
"You know those two?" Elisa asked.
"I do." Angela nodded, gazing at the statues "They were brothers, a long time ago. Back in Avalon, Peter was Knight-Captain of the Templar Order of Avalon, while Samuel was First Enchanter of the Circler of Magi and was once Magus' apprentice. Despite the tensions between the mages and Templars, the brothers were very close."
"They sound pretty close." Elisa mused "Have you been friends with them?"
"We were." Angela nodded, smiling "When I first met them, we quickly became friends. Peter appeared to be strict, serious, and always taking his position seriously, but outside his job, he's goofy and a very nice guy. Sam, on the other hand, always took his job seriously. But outside of his job, he's a funny trickster who tells silly puns."
"How close were you to them?" Elisa asked.
"As close as siblings." Angela declared "Peter always acted like the big brother, but I knew that Sam was always the older brother. Sam just happened to be shorter than Pete. As for Sam, things between me and him were much more…special."
"How so?" Elisa asked.
"He was…kind and understanding." Angela sighed softly, remembering the times she spent with this Samuel "He was smart, loyal and always determined to make a difference for gargoyles. He fought hard to help improve the strained relationship between humans and gargoyles, even after the Wyvern Massacre."
"He knew about that?" Elisa raised an eyebrow.
"He was there, even before the massacre, as he told me." Angela said "He was good friends with my father and the others. Broadway liked him because of their shared sense of humor, given how bad and silly his puns are. Brooklyn treated him like they were practically brothers. Lexington had trouble getting along with Sam, because Sam was a trickster, but they soon became good friends. Hudson taught Sam to use a sword, if Sam was ever in a situation where his magic wasn't enough. Bronx enjoyed being around Sam, especially when Sam takes him for walks. And Goliath? Sam always looked up to him as a father figure."
"And Demona?" Elisa asked "Any relation between those two?"
"He said that it was a mix of good and bad, when it came to the friendship between him and Demona." Angela shrugged "While he didn't agree with her views on humanity, they did agree with their desire to help our kind. They also tend to go hunting together. From what Sam told me in Avalon, he saw Demona as a big sister and used to respect her, like he did Goliath."
"What changed?" Elisa asked.
"After the Wyvern Massacre, a lot of things changed." Angela revealed, frowning "In Avalon, a few years after Sam and I declared our love for each other, one night, however, Peter was found dead in the town center. Sam was so devastated."
"Oh my." Elisa gasped, unsure of what to think "But, I don't understand what Peter's death have to do with Demona."
"Sam said he saw her, practically carrying the body." Angela said "She simply set Pete down in the grass and just flew off, not even offering an explanation for what happened. Sam assumed she had killed Peter. I just don't understand how or why."
"You doubt she actually did it?" Elisa asked.
"She didn't mind Peter at all, back at Castle Wyvern." Angela stated "Plus, Peter was always trying to be friends with her. She didn't mind of course, because he was always such a sweetheart."
"Perhaps there was a misunderstanding?" Elisa suggested.
"Maybe, but Sam didn't care." Angela sighed "Losing his brother was more than enough to light a fuse. So, one night, before I woke up from stone sleep, Sam snuck out one night. Assuming he went after her, I and some of my rookery siblings went looking for him, before arriving at an old church, deep in the forest, finding some bodies of dead Quarrymen members. Then, we found Sam in a terrible, bloody mess." A tear fell down her cheek "He was lying on the floor with a massive slash wound across his chest."
"Angela, I'm so sorry." Elisa frowned, wiping the tears from Angela's face "Were you able to heal him?"
"The wound was too deep." Angela sniffed, wiping what's left of the tears from her face "And magic wasn't enough to help, so in order to fully heal him, we cast a spell that puts him into stone sleep and left him in a cave, somewhere close to Avalon, where he would be safe."
"Did it really work?" Elisa asked "What if the spell affected him differently?"
"I'm not sure." Angela sighed "After all these years, I'm not even sure if he's still alive. I can't believe I was so foolish to forget about him."
"Don't blame yourself, Angel." Elisa soothed "It was a long time ago and you've been focused on current events. You shouldn't blame yourself for what happened in the past. And besides, I'm certain he still remembers you after all these years."
"I know, and you're right." Angela nodded "I just wish I could remember which cave he was left in."
Meanwhile…
Somewhere, deep inside a cave close to Avalon, stood a statue similar to the one of the mage at the museum. It only stood at the end of the cave, as the sunlight shined through the small cracks of the cave overhead, the small rays of sunlight shining upon the statue. Then, the sun began to go down and once it did, the moon rose up in the sky, the rays of moonlight shining through the cracks and beaming against the statue, then the statues eyes began glowing, and as they glowed, cracked began appearing over the statues face and started spreading down its body, and with a bright glow, the stone shattered, a human taking its place. His robes were blue with some grey, his boots were brown, grey bandage wraps, light skin, white spikey hair and grey eyes.
Putting his katana in the sheath strapped to his back, he gazed at his hands, before making his way out of the cave, exiting in an open meadow, the wind breezing against his face, as he breathed in, before exhaling.
"Finally," He sighed, smiling "I'm awakened. I'm free."
He looked forward, seeing Avalon in the distance.
"I wonder what's changed, while I was gone." He wondered, as he began walking towards his new destination.
And there's the first chapter! I hope you guys enjoy this new story, this took me a while to get out, but here it is. Thanks for the support and stay tuned for the next chapter! Be sure to review!