Delilah sat in her lair brooding as she did most nights since the death of her mate. Looking around she growled in disgust as she surveyed the mess. It would be better if we lived in a cave. She thought to herself bitterly. She stood to go back to her room when she suddenly felt cold and wrapped her wings around herself to fight off the chill.
"It would appear that we share a common enemy." Delilah turned quickly and saw an old man walk out of the shadows he was wearing a black suit and tie. He leaned heavily on his cane. He had white hair and a well-trimmed goatee. His face however appeared to be that of a young man. There was not a single wrinkle to be found and his blue eye's shined too bright to belong to an elderly human.
"You're very brave. I'll give you credit for that old timer, but breaking into my lair is the last mistake you'll ever make." Delilah leapt forward to attack. She gasped in surprise as she found herself flying backwards until she hit the wall at the back of the room. She tried to leap again but found that she couldn't move. Chuckling the stranger slowly made his way up to her.
"I understand that you're living in a hole, but your manners leave much to be desired." He said as he made a chair appear in front of her. He sat down and studied her for a few minutes. The intense gaze began to annoy Delilah and she growled again as she began to fight her invisible bonds.
"What do you want old man? We have nothing here of value to you." She stated angrily has her eyes began to glow a bright white.
"You're not a full gargoyle are you?" He asked as he studied her. She growled at that, but he continued on. "No, you're at least part human aren't you? That's marvelous; I really must congratulate Dr. Sevarius on his achievement."
"Let me down from here, or I swear I'll…" Delilah began.
"…You'll what? I think I would enjoy seeing what you have in mind. Sadly, though I do not have much time." He waved his hand and Delilah found that she could move. She growled again, but did not try and attack.
"You still haven't told me what you want?" Delilah pointed out as she pulled up a chair across from him and sat down waiting for him to reply.
"Yes, I have." He grinned at her for a moment. "We have the same enemy. Where are my manners?" He asked as he rose to his feet and reached his hand out to her. "The name is Derrick, and I am here to help you catch Demona."
Delilah laughed at that. "Catch her? Who said I wanted to catch her?" She looked at him seriously for a moment. "I want her dead."
"I know you do, but you need to look at the big picture. She made you suffer by taking away your mate. Don't you think it would be fitting to make her watch as you take away hers in return?"
Delilah took his hand and grinned wickedly as they shook on their new arrangement.
"I will contact you with the details soon." With a bright flash the old man vanished and Delilah stood there watching the spot where he had been standing for a moment before she headed off to her room.
"If this is a trick old man nothing will stop me from tearing you apart." She grinned as she walked inside her room and waited for sunrise. Her room was very small it contained only a table, a set of shelves, and a statue shaped like Thailog. Over the years she had grown into the habit of talking to it.
"Soon, my love, soon we will have our revenge." She said as she kissed the stone statue just before the sun rose outside turning her to stone herself.