Enduring Hope Series-Elisa's Problem
By: Pho galaxy889@hotmail.com
Elisa walked out of the station sleepily. What a night: a stabbinh, a shooting, a drug bust, and a robbery. She shook her head, to try and clear it when she saw Matt in his car.
She squinted seeing smoke rising from the car, that was funny she never thought Matt smoked. SHe walked over to the car and that is when she saw the joint in his hand. A look of shock played itself across her face.
"Matt, what the hell are you doing with that joint," demanded Elisa, trying to remain calm, but not doing a good job of it.
"Smoking it, it calms the nerves."
"That's crazy!"
"Is it? Don't you want something to calm yourself down, besides, all the cool cops are doing it."
"You sound like a peer-pressured teenager," said Elisa bitterly.
"I do not, replied Bluestone mellowly.
"You need help Matt, pot is not the way out of your problems."
"It is and it can be for you too," said Matt, handing her a joint.
Then he gunned the engine and took off out of the parking lot.
She stared at the joint in her hand, was it a solution to her problems, or was it a doorway to new ones? She shoved it into her pocket and opened the door of her own car. THe engine started without problems. She began to drive to the Eeryie Building and too Wyvvern Castle, hopefully they wouldn't have a crisis tonight.
She showed the parking lot attendant her pass absently. He opened the gate and flashed her a smile, one that said," Why are you always here to see Xanatos?"
She pulled the car through the gate, ignoring the questioning smile. She pulled into her reserved parking spot,and put the car into park. She turned off the motor and then got out of the car.
She went to the door guard and showed him her pass and walked on through, then she went through the standard questions and sighed heavily when she was finally done with them.
No wonder the stress got to her these days. She couldn't even go to see her friends anymore without going through more security than CIA HQ. Damn those Quarrymen.
She waited patiently as the elevator moved up to the Castle. Some haunting song about darkness overwhelming light was playing instead of the usual boring elevator music. This song was depressing so it just added to her stress.
She stepped out of the elevator into rainfall. The rain was depressing her as well and no one was out here. She walked into the library, putting on her happiest face.
"Hello their lass," said Hudson by the door.
"Hi Hudson, anything wrong tonight," asked Elisa, now trembling visibly with fatigue.
"Not at all, but yuir looking tired, maybe ye should go home and get some rest."
"All right," mumbled Elisa as she left.
She drove out of the parking lot into the classic New York City traffic jam. SO much for sleep, though as clogged as traffic was, she should have slept.
She got back to her apartment an hour later. As she walked in Cagley meowed for food. She fixed the cat a dish of cat food.
She emptied her jeans and jacket pockets onto the table, then went into the bathroom. Twenty minutes later she came out, ready for bed.
She alyed across the bed, completely exhausted. yet stress was keeping her from fallign asleep. She rose fromt he bed and walked into the living room of her apartment.
Her eyes drifted to the coffee table and to the joint. Warily, she picked up the joint...
Chapter 2:And so it begins
"You gave it to her," asked the representative of the Illuminati.
"I acted high with the fake joint, she tookt he real one, thinking I was too high to notice," replied Bluestone.
"Good."
"But..."
"But what," asked the rep agrressively.
"I think I know Elisa better than most of the Society does and I can't believe that she'll smoke it."
"She will. you've done your part, now I will do mine."
"If you say so," said Matt and he walked out of the alley.
"When she wants mroe I'll be there," said the rep to himself," and I will give her all the free pot she wants, as long as the gargoyles try some eventually."
----
"What was I so stressed out about earlier," asked Elisa, done smoking the pot joint.
Cagley just meowed.
"I need more of this, but how can I afford it on a cop's salary?"
At that moment there was a knock on the door. It was the Illuminati Representative, but she didn't know him. Nor did she know that the Rep had her apartment bugged.
"What do you want," asked Elisa, not as sharp as usual.
"To give you some free pot," said the Rep.
"How do you know I needed...never mind," said Elisa," what strings are attached?"
"None," smiled the Rep.
"I'll need more each day."
"Sounds great. Here's your pot for today," said the Rep, handing her a brown bag full of joints.
Elisa shut the door and looked at the joints happily.
----
"Hello, you know where you've called. How may I direct your call," asked the eager Precint officer, who was redirecting calls that month.
"I would like to talk to Captain Maria Chavez please," said the Rep.
"May I ask who's calling?"
"A friend is calling about the illegal activity being perpetrated by one of her detectives."
There was a click and a sharp voice was on the other end," Which detective is it!"
"Well that depends."
"Depends on what?!"
"Whether or not you will take the news well."
"I'll take it calm," said Chavez as calmly as she could.
"Elisa Maza."
"You aren't serious!"
"Deadly..."
"Thank you for.."
"No thanks are needed as long as the streets are safe," said the Rep convinceingly and he hung up the phone.
"What a strange call, but Maza does seem strange lately," said Chavez to herself and hit the intercom," SEND MAZA INTO MY OFFICE NOW!"
Let's face it, someone with a bigmouth always overhears. Within twenty minutes everyone in the building knew about Elisa being sent to Chavez's office.
"Shut the door," said Captain Chavez grimly as Elisa walked in.
"What's wrong," asked Elisa mellowly after shutting the door.
"Detective Maza...Elisa, is it true you've been smoking pot?"
"Yeah."
"Why Elisa?"
"It helps me calm down."
"And who gave you a joint?"
"Matt," giggled Elisa.
"Bluestone," asked Chavez.
"Duh!"
"I'll have Bluestone go through a drug test, but I'm going toh ave to ask for your badge. You are suspeneded until you can pass a drug test to prove that you are no logner hooked on drugs."
"Sure," said Elisa as she laid her badge and gun down on the desk.
"Don't come back until you are off drugs," said Chavez as Elisa left the room.
"Sure."
Elisa left and Chavez counted down from ten silently, at two Detective Bluestone came in.
"Did you suspend her," he demanded.
"Yes, I had to. Just like I have to have you submit to a drug test."
"If you say so," said matt, realizing Elisa must have been to high not to finger him.
"Good," said Chavez bending under her desk and coming up with a specimen container," you can drop it off at the alb after you got to the bathroom.
"Yes Captain."
"You can leave now."
"Yes Captain," said Matt leaving the office.
"Why the hell does it always happen in my precint?"
Chapter 3: Recovery and Attack
The clan was worried sick over Elisa not haveing visited them in over two weeks, so Angela volunteered to go see her. Anglea glided until she reached Elisa's apartment window and opened it. That was when she saw the little white cylinders, they could be food, and Broadway had been pressuring her to eat different foods.
She picked on up and began to chew on it.
Elisa came in and let out a shriek.
"Angela you bitch. That's for me to fucking smoke, not for you to consume asshole!"
Angela swallowed nervously at her friend's reaction, and it sent the pot down to. It spead through her body in seconds, triggeringa gland that would form and pump ot-like chemicals through her body. Her eyes glowed red and she let out a massive roar, the ptoh ad triggered a dormant gland that made gargoyles murderous creatures of the night.
Angela lifted Elisa with one claw and threw her into the wall, though she was to high to remember that later. Then as Angela prepared to glide out of the apartment she looked to the television, to see Margot yale giving a speech about the gargoyles menace. Angela knew what she had to do, she had to kill Margot Yale...
----
Goliath glided down to Elisa's window and glided down inside, Angela had not coem home and he was worried for her, as well as for Elisa. As he looked aroudn he saw the normally ordered aprtment was a total mess. Elisa also seemed tob e stoned in a corner.
"Elisa," he rumbled softly.
"Oh hi Goliath," she giggled.
"What has happened to you?"
"Nothing," said Elisa, voice almost sultry as she threw off her jacket.
"But..."
"Come here you bastard," growled Elisa in a sultry animal like voice as she shucked off her shirt.
"Elisa I think you do not know what you are doing."
"Yes I do," she replied in a sultry voice with a giggle, as she moved his claws onto her bra covered breast.
He pulled the hypo full of sedative that Xanatos had given him just in case, and injected it into her neck. She fell asleep, he put her clothes back on her and threw away the hypo. he picked up some white cylinders to take back, they might be the reason Elisa changed so much. He then gathered her into his arms and glided off to the castle with her and the little white cylinder things.
----
"Owen you can't be serious, Detective Maza is on pot," said an almost laughing David Xanatos.
"The white cylinders Goliath brought back were pot joints. I want to run some tests to confirm my suspicions, though we could give her the new addiction kickign drug Mr. Xanatos."
Before Xanatos could repsond the building shook.
"What the hell..."
"It appears the Quarrymen are attacking the building," commented Owen calmly.
"How do you know?"
"Its their symbol on the hovercraft."
"Raise the forcefield."
"Done," said Owen tapping a control," however several Quarrymen are inside the shielded area."
----
Brooklyn and Broadway fell down to the castle floor knocked out by electrical blasts. Lexington was beside baby Alex's crib in case anything came through the door. Hudson was fighting the Quarrymen on one of the battlements, and Goliath was beside Elisa's bed.
Xanatos Enterprises security forces moved to the different windows in the tower and killed the Quarrymen one by one, shot by shot.
----
"Everything is fine," said Xanatos carrying a hypodermic needle over to Elisa's bedside," Brooklyn and Broadway are unconscious but other than that no other injuries. We still don't know about Angela.
"This is a new drug we've been devloping, it targets the center of the brain possessed by addiction and destroys the addiction, however the side effect is that the contents of the addiction come out rather violently."
He injected the needle's contents into Elisa. An hour later all the pot had been excreted from her system, violently.
Elisa looked up for a second and whispered," Oh Goliath, I'm so sorry..." and then fell back asleep.
----
"You're clean Bluestone," said Chavez the next night," now get out of my office."
He walked out only to be slammed against the wall by Elisa, an enraged Elisa. He grunted, but couldn't speak because of her grip.
"God, Matt! I don't know if I can trust you anymore," growled Elisa, and thens he walked briskly into Chavez's office.
"Your clean Maza," said Captain Chavez reading the lab report," get your badge, never do drugs again, and get the hell outta my office!"
Elisa picked up her badge and gun," yes Captain," and she walked out.
----
Margot Yale was nervous, soemthing just didn't seem right about tonight's dinner speech. She had just gotten out of the limo and was on the red carpet. Pictures and footage were beigns hot by the press, as always.
That was when the murderous Angela glided down in front of Yale and landed. Her eyes flashed red and her claws dug into Margot's chest and found the heart, ripping it to shreds, and pulled her claws out again. She glided off before the guards could react.
The guards had been too slow to react, but the press had not. They had footage and live filmings of a gragoyle killing Margot Yale. The throng of reporters pressed forward to get more footage and shots of Margot Yale's corpse laying there in a pool of her own blood, soaking the red carpet.
The Illuminati Representative smiled softly from his place in the crowd. Pot had effected a gargoyle just the way the Society had predicted and this 'tragedy' was sure to send more people after Gargoyles than ever before.
Sometimes hope is all we have left and the Gargoyles will soon have to hope for their future as it has just become a lot more uncertain. They will have to endure many trials, and they must hope they have the strength to overcome them.
By: Pho galaxy889@hotmail.com
Elisa walked out of the station sleepily. What a night: a stabbinh, a shooting, a drug bust, and a robbery. She shook her head, to try and clear it when she saw Matt in his car.
She squinted seeing smoke rising from the car, that was funny she never thought Matt smoked. SHe walked over to the car and that is when she saw the joint in his hand. A look of shock played itself across her face.
"Matt, what the hell are you doing with that joint," demanded Elisa, trying to remain calm, but not doing a good job of it.
"Smoking it, it calms the nerves."
"That's crazy!"
"Is it? Don't you want something to calm yourself down, besides, all the cool cops are doing it."
"You sound like a peer-pressured teenager," said Elisa bitterly.
"I do not, replied Bluestone mellowly.
"You need help Matt, pot is not the way out of your problems."
"It is and it can be for you too," said Matt, handing her a joint.
Then he gunned the engine and took off out of the parking lot.
She stared at the joint in her hand, was it a solution to her problems, or was it a doorway to new ones? She shoved it into her pocket and opened the door of her own car. THe engine started without problems. She began to drive to the Eeryie Building and too Wyvvern Castle, hopefully they wouldn't have a crisis tonight.
She showed the parking lot attendant her pass absently. He opened the gate and flashed her a smile, one that said," Why are you always here to see Xanatos?"
She pulled the car through the gate, ignoring the questioning smile. She pulled into her reserved parking spot,and put the car into park. She turned off the motor and then got out of the car.
She went to the door guard and showed him her pass and walked on through, then she went through the standard questions and sighed heavily when she was finally done with them.
No wonder the stress got to her these days. She couldn't even go to see her friends anymore without going through more security than CIA HQ. Damn those Quarrymen.
She waited patiently as the elevator moved up to the Castle. Some haunting song about darkness overwhelming light was playing instead of the usual boring elevator music. This song was depressing so it just added to her stress.
She stepped out of the elevator into rainfall. The rain was depressing her as well and no one was out here. She walked into the library, putting on her happiest face.
"Hello their lass," said Hudson by the door.
"Hi Hudson, anything wrong tonight," asked Elisa, now trembling visibly with fatigue.
"Not at all, but yuir looking tired, maybe ye should go home and get some rest."
"All right," mumbled Elisa as she left.
She drove out of the parking lot into the classic New York City traffic jam. SO much for sleep, though as clogged as traffic was, she should have slept.
She got back to her apartment an hour later. As she walked in Cagley meowed for food. She fixed the cat a dish of cat food.
She emptied her jeans and jacket pockets onto the table, then went into the bathroom. Twenty minutes later she came out, ready for bed.
She alyed across the bed, completely exhausted. yet stress was keeping her from fallign asleep. She rose fromt he bed and walked into the living room of her apartment.
Her eyes drifted to the coffee table and to the joint. Warily, she picked up the joint...
Chapter 2:And so it begins
"You gave it to her," asked the representative of the Illuminati.
"I acted high with the fake joint, she tookt he real one, thinking I was too high to notice," replied Bluestone.
"Good."
"But..."
"But what," asked the rep agrressively.
"I think I know Elisa better than most of the Society does and I can't believe that she'll smoke it."
"She will. you've done your part, now I will do mine."
"If you say so," said Matt and he walked out of the alley.
"When she wants mroe I'll be there," said the rep to himself," and I will give her all the free pot she wants, as long as the gargoyles try some eventually."
----
"What was I so stressed out about earlier," asked Elisa, done smoking the pot joint.
Cagley just meowed.
"I need more of this, but how can I afford it on a cop's salary?"
At that moment there was a knock on the door. It was the Illuminati Representative, but she didn't know him. Nor did she know that the Rep had her apartment bugged.
"What do you want," asked Elisa, not as sharp as usual.
"To give you some free pot," said the Rep.
"How do you know I needed...never mind," said Elisa," what strings are attached?"
"None," smiled the Rep.
"I'll need more each day."
"Sounds great. Here's your pot for today," said the Rep, handing her a brown bag full of joints.
Elisa shut the door and looked at the joints happily.
----
"Hello, you know where you've called. How may I direct your call," asked the eager Precint officer, who was redirecting calls that month.
"I would like to talk to Captain Maria Chavez please," said the Rep.
"May I ask who's calling?"
"A friend is calling about the illegal activity being perpetrated by one of her detectives."
There was a click and a sharp voice was on the other end," Which detective is it!"
"Well that depends."
"Depends on what?!"
"Whether or not you will take the news well."
"I'll take it calm," said Chavez as calmly as she could.
"Elisa Maza."
"You aren't serious!"
"Deadly..."
"Thank you for.."
"No thanks are needed as long as the streets are safe," said the Rep convinceingly and he hung up the phone.
"What a strange call, but Maza does seem strange lately," said Chavez to herself and hit the intercom," SEND MAZA INTO MY OFFICE NOW!"
Let's face it, someone with a bigmouth always overhears. Within twenty minutes everyone in the building knew about Elisa being sent to Chavez's office.
"Shut the door," said Captain Chavez grimly as Elisa walked in.
"What's wrong," asked Elisa mellowly after shutting the door.
"Detective Maza...Elisa, is it true you've been smoking pot?"
"Yeah."
"Why Elisa?"
"It helps me calm down."
"And who gave you a joint?"
"Matt," giggled Elisa.
"Bluestone," asked Chavez.
"Duh!"
"I'll have Bluestone go through a drug test, but I'm going toh ave to ask for your badge. You are suspeneded until you can pass a drug test to prove that you are no logner hooked on drugs."
"Sure," said Elisa as she laid her badge and gun down on the desk.
"Don't come back until you are off drugs," said Chavez as Elisa left the room.
"Sure."
Elisa left and Chavez counted down from ten silently, at two Detective Bluestone came in.
"Did you suspend her," he demanded.
"Yes, I had to. Just like I have to have you submit to a drug test."
"If you say so," said matt, realizing Elisa must have been to high not to finger him.
"Good," said Chavez bending under her desk and coming up with a specimen container," you can drop it off at the alb after you got to the bathroom.
"Yes Captain."
"You can leave now."
"Yes Captain," said Matt leaving the office.
"Why the hell does it always happen in my precint?"
Chapter 3: Recovery and Attack
The clan was worried sick over Elisa not haveing visited them in over two weeks, so Angela volunteered to go see her. Anglea glided until she reached Elisa's apartment window and opened it. That was when she saw the little white cylinders, they could be food, and Broadway had been pressuring her to eat different foods.
She picked on up and began to chew on it.
Elisa came in and let out a shriek.
"Angela you bitch. That's for me to fucking smoke, not for you to consume asshole!"
Angela swallowed nervously at her friend's reaction, and it sent the pot down to. It spead through her body in seconds, triggeringa gland that would form and pump ot-like chemicals through her body. Her eyes glowed red and she let out a massive roar, the ptoh ad triggered a dormant gland that made gargoyles murderous creatures of the night.
Angela lifted Elisa with one claw and threw her into the wall, though she was to high to remember that later. Then as Angela prepared to glide out of the apartment she looked to the television, to see Margot yale giving a speech about the gargoyles menace. Angela knew what she had to do, she had to kill Margot Yale...
----
Goliath glided down to Elisa's window and glided down inside, Angela had not coem home and he was worried for her, as well as for Elisa. As he looked aroudn he saw the normally ordered aprtment was a total mess. Elisa also seemed tob e stoned in a corner.
"Elisa," he rumbled softly.
"Oh hi Goliath," she giggled.
"What has happened to you?"
"Nothing," said Elisa, voice almost sultry as she threw off her jacket.
"But..."
"Come here you bastard," growled Elisa in a sultry animal like voice as she shucked off her shirt.
"Elisa I think you do not know what you are doing."
"Yes I do," she replied in a sultry voice with a giggle, as she moved his claws onto her bra covered breast.
He pulled the hypo full of sedative that Xanatos had given him just in case, and injected it into her neck. She fell asleep, he put her clothes back on her and threw away the hypo. he picked up some white cylinders to take back, they might be the reason Elisa changed so much. He then gathered her into his arms and glided off to the castle with her and the little white cylinder things.
----
"Owen you can't be serious, Detective Maza is on pot," said an almost laughing David Xanatos.
"The white cylinders Goliath brought back were pot joints. I want to run some tests to confirm my suspicions, though we could give her the new addiction kickign drug Mr. Xanatos."
Before Xanatos could repsond the building shook.
"What the hell..."
"It appears the Quarrymen are attacking the building," commented Owen calmly.
"How do you know?"
"Its their symbol on the hovercraft."
"Raise the forcefield."
"Done," said Owen tapping a control," however several Quarrymen are inside the shielded area."
----
Brooklyn and Broadway fell down to the castle floor knocked out by electrical blasts. Lexington was beside baby Alex's crib in case anything came through the door. Hudson was fighting the Quarrymen on one of the battlements, and Goliath was beside Elisa's bed.
Xanatos Enterprises security forces moved to the different windows in the tower and killed the Quarrymen one by one, shot by shot.
----
"Everything is fine," said Xanatos carrying a hypodermic needle over to Elisa's bedside," Brooklyn and Broadway are unconscious but other than that no other injuries. We still don't know about Angela.
"This is a new drug we've been devloping, it targets the center of the brain possessed by addiction and destroys the addiction, however the side effect is that the contents of the addiction come out rather violently."
He injected the needle's contents into Elisa. An hour later all the pot had been excreted from her system, violently.
Elisa looked up for a second and whispered," Oh Goliath, I'm so sorry..." and then fell back asleep.
----
"You're clean Bluestone," said Chavez the next night," now get out of my office."
He walked out only to be slammed against the wall by Elisa, an enraged Elisa. He grunted, but couldn't speak because of her grip.
"God, Matt! I don't know if I can trust you anymore," growled Elisa, and thens he walked briskly into Chavez's office.
"Your clean Maza," said Captain Chavez reading the lab report," get your badge, never do drugs again, and get the hell outta my office!"
Elisa picked up her badge and gun," yes Captain," and she walked out.
----
Margot Yale was nervous, soemthing just didn't seem right about tonight's dinner speech. She had just gotten out of the limo and was on the red carpet. Pictures and footage were beigns hot by the press, as always.
That was when the murderous Angela glided down in front of Yale and landed. Her eyes flashed red and her claws dug into Margot's chest and found the heart, ripping it to shreds, and pulled her claws out again. She glided off before the guards could react.
The guards had been too slow to react, but the press had not. They had footage and live filmings of a gragoyle killing Margot Yale. The throng of reporters pressed forward to get more footage and shots of Margot Yale's corpse laying there in a pool of her own blood, soaking the red carpet.
The Illuminati Representative smiled softly from his place in the crowd. Pot had effected a gargoyle just the way the Society had predicted and this 'tragedy' was sure to send more people after Gargoyles than ever before.
Sometimes hope is all we have left and the Gargoyles will soon have to hope for their future as it has just become a lot more uncertain. They will have to endure many trials, and they must hope they have the strength to overcome them.