Gargoyles:

The Wolf Adventures

Blood Sisters 2:

Reunions

Part 1

By Silverbolt

E-mail: Silverbolt2012@hotmail.com

The Wolf and Aaron Conners Created by Silverbolt

All the characters appearing in Gargoyles and Gargoyles: The Goliath Chronicles are copyright Buena Vista Television/The Walt Disney Company. No infringement of these copyrights is intended, and is not authorised by the copyright holder. All original characters are the property of Silverbolt.

Previously on Gargoyles…

"Who are you?" Delilah asked quietly "do I know you?" Delilah gasped and backed away as the woman looked up "no!" she whispered "you can't be, it can't be you, it's not possible!"

It was the woman from her dream…

~Meetings, Dates and Quarrymen Part One~

"Delilah? Delilah wake up my dear." Said Thailog.

She slowly woke up, she was back in the lab, and inside the maturation chamber again.

"Ah you're awake, good because I want you to see this." He held up the Demona-human by the back of the neck. Blood trickling down the side of her face from a cut on the side of her forehead, she looked completely helpless.

"Friend!" Delilah cried and tried to get to her but the glass stopped her.

Thailog held up a scalpel and held it in front of the clones' face "now this is going to hurt a lot, but don't worry… I won't feel a thing." He laughed maniacally.

"NO!" Delilah Screamed "please master, no hurt friend, no hurt, no kill, please!" she begged "please"

Thailog looked at her with an evil smile "my dear Delilah, after I've reprogrammed you won't even remember this, let alone your sister"

"My… my sister?" she didn't know what a sister was but what ever it was, that woman was one. He pressed a button and liquid began to flow into the chamber. "No, sister!" she cried as the liquid enveloped "Sister… SISTER!" The liquid silenced her and she fell herself slowly getting sleepy, but for those few moments she watched in terror as Thailog plunged the scalpel into her sisters neck. If she had been outside she would have heard the woman scream in pain until… silence.

Yet she was still alive and she was still screaming yet no sound came out of her mouth, it was as if someone set her voice to mute.

Thailog had severed her vocal cords.

He threw her to the floor, blood dripping everywhere. He kicked her hard in the head. Her body went limp. It seemed as if she was dead. He didn't even bother to check for a pulse "might as well get rid of the trash now." He chuckled

*****

Inside was a woman, neck severely cut and a large cut on the side of her head. She was covered in blood and completely naked. She opened her eyes for a few seconds. She tried to say something but found she couldn't. She could hear their voices.

"She's still alive!" Leo said "barely"

"We've gotta get her to a hospital." Amy cried.

The world around her went black once.

Questions spinning in her mind.

Who were those people?

How did she get here?

Who was she?

~Blood Sisters~

Goliath and the others were already at their spots when Lex and Wing joined them; the happy smile on Lex's face and the fact that he was holding hands with Wing gave it away completely.

They all smiled back at him, except Graeme who seemed to be going even greener with envy."

"Well done little buddy!" Broadway cheered.

"Good on you lad!" Hudson chuckled.

"I knew you'd reel one in eventually." Brooklyn grinned, "We all do…" he said as he looked at his mate Sata.

"Congratulations, Lexington and to you, Wing." Goliath said as the sun came up over the horizon "I think things are going to be very interesting around here." He smiled as he turned to stone.

"Yes…" Wing, said slowly, a nasty smile appearing on her lips "Very interesting indeed…" Her eyes shone red for a split second before she turned to stone…

~Wing~

*****

We were born as one, and one we

will remain.

Distance cannot break our bond,

nor time bring forgetfulness.

And when one ceases to exist, the

other will too.

~ Extract from Forbidden Memories

by Jamila Gavin.

*****

"I've done it!" Cried the white haired monster with blazing red eyes as he stood over a mountain of corpses "I've finally done it!" he roared as he stepped over all the dead people, both human and gargoyle including a white haired female gargoyle. "They're dead, they're all dead…"He turned towards the woman who was staring at him rooted to the spot, and pulled out a scalpel "Except for you!" he lunged at the woman "Die!"

"No!" Screamed a female voice "No master don't hurt her! Don't hurt my sister!" she begged.

The woman that the monster was about to attack stared in horror as it came closer to her and drove the scalpel into her neck.

*****

"…" The Woman sat up in bed trying to scream through useless vocal cords. She fell out of the king-sized bed with a bump and crawled over to a corner quickly, curling up into a ball and shaking uncontrollably.

"Uh… whut?" said a woman groggily who was sharing the bed with the other woman. She was wearing Care Bears Pyjamas. She raised her head sleepily and looked over in the woman's direction, the sleep quickly leaving her eyes on looking at the fear clearly showing on the other woman. "Oh no." she whispered. She got out of bed and quickly moved over to her friend. "Oh God, Rebecca you've had another nightmare again haven't you?"

The woman looked up at her with tear rimmed eyes and nodded her head. The other woman opened her arms invitingly. The one named Rebecca fell into her arms and hugged her friend tightly as she began to shiver.

The other woman stroked her friends' hair as she began to cry "Hey it's okay, it's okay Rebecca, it was just a bad dream." She said softly.

Rebecca shook her head wildly and grabbed a pen and a piece of paper, NO IT WASN'T! She wrote, IT WAS REAL!

"What?" the woman with jet-black hair gasped. "What do mean it was real?"

I DON'T KNOW AMY. Rebecca wrote, I FEEL, She stopped and thought of what to say, LIKE IT'S HAPPENED TO ME BEFORE.

"I don't understand." Amy said.

I JUST CAN'T EXPLAIN IT AMY. Rebecca wrote as tears began to swell up in her eyes. WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME?

"I don't know Rebecca," Amy said as she gave her friend a comforting hug, "I just don't know."

*****

The Labyrinth

"Sharon have you seen my nail file anywhere?" Maggie asked the panther mutate as she put her hand down an old sofa.

Sharon shook her head, "No, I haven't." she replied "Where was the last place you had it?"

"I had it on my dressing table but it's gone now, I'm sure I haven't left it anywhere else."

"You can borrow mine if you want." Sharon offered.

"Thanks."

"Have you seen Delilah by the way?" Sharon inquired. "I wanted to talk to her about something."

"Actually I was looking for her myself." Said a voice from behind. They both turned round to see Aaron Conners.

"Oh, hey Aaron!" Sharon greeted, smiling at the werewolf.

"Actually I think I saw her go down one of the unused tunnels, I don't know why though." Maggie said.

"Ah, don't worry I'm sure she's fine, besides I'll find her quickly enough with the old sniffer." He chuckled as he transformed and ran off.

*****

Delilah sat down on the floor and crossed her legs as she pulled out Maggie's nail file from her pocket.

She knew she shouldn't have taken it without asking Maggie first, but she didn't feel comfortable about telling her why she needed it. To tell the truth would have been far too embarrassing and it would have revealed a part of her physiology that she would rather keep to herself.

Looking around to make sure nobody was there, Delilah hesitantly removed the metal in which her talons were encased.

She looked sadly at her talons "Another defect." She muttered miserably.

She didn't have normal talons like the other gargoyles, what normal gargoyle had human fingers? What normal gargoyle had fingernails?

What a disappointment, her old master had said a few hours after she had first awakened and as he held up her hands for him to inspect. It seems you do have some flaws after all. How very, very disappointing, I can't believe I didn't notice before.

Delilah bit back tears as she began to furiously file away at her fingernails, they were so annoying, what was the point of them growing all the time?

She always kept her metal talons on, but with the fact that she had nails meant that they pressed uncomfortably against the metal if they got too long.

No one knew she had human fingers. It was best nobody did know about it, it was bad enough she had the face of a human she didn't want people to know she had more than that. She didn't want to be looked down by the others more than she was already.

She gave another sigh as she started to replace her metal talons on her fingers; hopefully Maggie hadn't even realised that her nail file was even missing.

She never saw the glowing red eyes that were slowly getting closer and closer towards her. "Hey girl!" The Wolf said.

Delilah gave a yelp of shock and dropped the metal talon she was about to put on her finger. "A-Aaron, you scared me, half to death." She said as she looked up at the smiling wolf.

"You wouldn't be the first I've done that to." The Wolf sighed, as he became Aaron again. He knelt down next to his girl friend and spotted something on the floor next to her. "Hey isn't that Maggie's nail file?" He asked as he picked it up.

Delilah nodded nervously as she stood up, putting her hands round her back as she did so. "Uh… yes… yes it is." She replied.

Aaron looked at her suspiciously, "What exactly are you doing with it?" He asked.

Delilah looked down on the floor and traced a line in the dust with one of her toes. "I just have it," she said quietly "it's not like I was using it or anything."

"Huh?" Aaron looked at her confused, and then he saw some of the metal coverings for her talons on the floor. He picked them up "Here." He said holding them out for her to take, but Delilah didn't, she just kept her hands behind her back. "Are you all right?" he asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Delilah said nervously as she backed away. "You go back, I'll catch up with you in a minute."

Aaron stared at her, "What are you hiding behind your back?" He asked.

"N-nothing." Delilah stammered "j-just leave me alone!"

"Delilah you can tell me what's wrong." Aaron said as stepped closer.

"No!" Delilah cried, "I won't show you my fingers." She shouted. On realising what she said she slapped her hands to her mouth.

Aaron's eyes widened as he saw her hands "Delilah… your fingers!" He gasped as he stared at them; they were human fingers only there were three digits instead of four.

Delilah turned away from him, putting her hands inside her jacket whilst she did so. "Don't look." She whispered "I don't want you to see." She felt tears in her eyes; "I don't want you to see my defections."

"Defections? Delilah, what defections?"

"Oh PLEASE!" Delilah screamed as she turned round "Look at them!" She wept as she held up her hands "Look at my defections! That's what I have, defected fingers!"

Aaron smiled at her "No you don't." he said as he hugged her.

"Yes I do, look at them, they're hideous."

"What's wrong with human fingers?" Aaron protested.

"N-nothing, it's having them on me that's the problem! I'm a gargoyle, I shouldn't have human fingers!"

"Well that just makes you even more unique doesn't it?"

"They make me…unique?" Delilah whispered as she looked into Aaron's brown eyes.

Aaron nodded "Of course they do." he said as he held her hands affectionately.

"Please don't tell anyone about them." She said, "I don't want them to know."

"If you don't want me to…" Aaron replied as he planted a kiss on her cheek. "Come on, I've got a video for us to watch back at my place," he said.

"What video is it?" Delilah asked.

"Beauty and the Beast." He grinned. Delilah couldn't help, but smile back at him as she put her metal talons back on…

*****

As the werewolf and the clone walked back into the Labyrinth Aaron couldn't help, but notice that Delilah seemed a little distracted. "Are you all right?" he asked as he put an arm around her.

"Yes I'm… no… no I'm not all right." She said.

"What's on your mind?" He questioned.

"Nothing… I mean there is but I…" Delilah stopped and looked at Aaron. "Have you ever wondered what it would be like… if you had a brother or sister you never knew you had?" She asked.

Aaron shook his head "Not really," he said "that would sound like a plot from some cheesy soap opera that was running low on ideas."

Delilah looked down on the floor in disappointment "Yes, I suppose you're right… it is a stupid thought." She said as she walked away…

*****

Destine Manor

"Angela!" Demona cried upon seeing her daughter. "What a surprise! I wasn't expecting to see you tonight." She said as she gave Angela a hug.

"It's good to see you too mother." Angela replied with a smile.

"So what brings you here?" Her mother asked as she and Angela sat down on one of the hugely expensive sofas that decorated Demonas main living room.

"Can't a daughter visit her mother without a reason these days?" Angela chuckled.

"I suppose you're right," Demona said "Would you like a drink?" She asked as she stood up and moved over to pick up a silver teapot.

"Oh yes please." Angela replied as Demona poured two cups of tea and gave one to her.

"So how are things at the castle?" Demona asked as she sipped her tea.

"Nothing much has happened lately really." Angela sighed, "Bronx broke a priceless Ming vase a few night ago, but Xanatos just put a new one up in its place." She gave a small laugh "Broadway's making a carrot cake, though I'm not to sure about eating a cake with bits of carrots in it and Lex and Wing seem to be really hitting it off. It's nice to know Lex finally found someone and who loves him very much, it's just a shame she can't glide, she's been stuck in the castle ever since he and father found her." She took another sip of her drink "But she doesn't seem to mind, she seems perfectly happy wandering around the castle. Oh yes and Delilah has…" she trailed off as soon as she heard the growl coming from her mother.

"I'd rather you didn't mention her name around me." Demona said calmly.

"I'm sorry mother I'm just… I'm just worried about her." Angela said quietly.

"Well you shouldn't," Demona snapped "She's just a clone, and thankfully there's only one of her."

"Actually mother…" Angela said taking a deep breath "… you may be wrong there."

Demona stared at her "What?"

Angela put her cup down "Well…you see, Delilah's been having nightmares lately, and she's been waking up screaming about a sister."

"Why on earth would she be dreaming about you?" Demona inquired.

"It's not me she's dreaming about mother." Angela sighed. "We think it's someone else."

Demona was just staring at Angela quietly "So… what you're saying is that there may be ANOTHER clone made from… from me and Maza?????" The cup that Demona was holding smashed as Demona clenched her hand into a ball.

"We think it might be possible, mother." Angela replied.

Demona face was showing no emotion, but inside her an A-bomb had just gone off and was fuelling her rage and anger.

"Mother? Are you all right?" Angela asked with concern.

"I'm… fine Angela." Demona whispered. She looked up "I must ask you to leave now, there's something I forgot I needed to do." She said quickly as she shooed her daughter out of the room and onto the balcony.

"But…?" Angela started to ask but Demona had already closed the doors behind her. She contemplated about going back inside, but decided it was best not too.

She gave a sigh and glided off back to the castle.

******

Demona sat back down on the sofa, contemplating what her daughter had just told her. Another clone? She thought in anger, How can it be true? She wondered what kind of clone it was, was it a twin to Delilah or was it something worse? But she didn't care about that, she was angrier more about the fact that Thailog hadn't just been making one replacement for her behind her back, he had made TWO!

She didn't give a damn what had happened to the second clone, and yet… she was curious?

Why didn't Thailog introduce the other as well when he betrayed her?

She wondered for a moment, but shook the thought off, what the heck was she doing?

She looked at a clock on the wall; it was a while before it was time for her to go to work at her company.

She thought about something. She could go a bit earlier, she could just take her human clothes with her, and she could take a look at the security tapes whilst she was hanging around.

But it was only to see if Thailog did make another clone, and what happened to it, she told herself as she picked up her business clothes. But she stopped.

No.

Why should she care about a clone?

She didn't know still as she glided off to the Nightstone building.

*****

Nightstone unlimited.

Demona landed outside the window to her office and silently went inside. She picked up a remote and pressed a button, which caused a bookcase to open to reveal a secret room. She went inside.

Inside the room was a desk with about half a dozen large television screens on the wall in front of it. She walked over to a cabinet and opened it to reveal rows upon rows of videotapes, each labelled with places and dates.

She ran her fingers across the dates looking for the ones from the time when Thailog had started making the clones.

She picked a couple of week's worth of tape and started looking through.

For about an hour she looked through them, finding hardly anything interesting, only that Thailog had started making the female slut, Delilah as soon as had left on the night of her capture.

How she wanted to rip those wings off him, crippled or not.

She watched Sevarius put the gargoyles DNA into maturation tubes, and saw Thailog spending most of his time watching Delilah grow.

Her eyes blazed with anger and she decided to turn off the video. She was about to press the off switch when the screen suddenly went black.

She looked at it for a moment and fast-forwarded it. Yet she saw through the rest of the tape was nothing, but a black screen.

Odd…

She picked up a few other tapes and went through them and saw that they were all black!

Someone had wiped the tapes blank…

They only started showing images again after the clones had awaken, it made Demona seeing Delilah being all lovey dovey with Thailog straight away, the little bimbo slut.

It was obvious that Thailog must have been the one who erased the tapes, but the question was… why?

*****

Amy turned over, and lazily looked at her best friend who was lying next to her, sucking her thumb. She smiled and sighed as she gently pulled the thumb out of her mouth. She had been trying hard for years to stop Rebecca sucking her thumb but thankfully she only did it now whilst she was sleeping.

A lot of people would probably have found it odd, seeing two women sharing a bed, but not to Amy it wasn't.

When she had first taken Rebecca in, she had slept by herself, but after a lightning storm had scared Rebecca, witless, she had slept with Amy.

She knew she should have tried to get Rebecca to sleep on her own, but to be perfectly honest she didn't want to. She was one of the few friends she had and whenever she was with Rebecca she felt…

She looked at her bedside clock as she tried to think of the suitable word.

Her eyes lost their sleepy expression as they went wide with shock as she saw the time. She gave a cry of panic and dived out of bed and rushed to the bathroom.

"Oh no, it's ten O' clock! I'm late! I'm late! Oh I can't believe I'm late!" She rushed in the shower, then darted back out again, threw off her pyjamas and dashed back once again into the shower.

A few minutes later she came out again with a toothbrush in one hand and holding a towel, which was wrapped around her form.

She sat down quickly at her dressing table and brushed her spiky black hair flat and put it into a ponytail, as she brushed her teeth.

All the while she was saying she was late for work.

Rebecca looked at her from the bed as she had woken up when Amy had accidentally kicked her.

She got out of bed and went and got a glass of water for Amy.

"Tanksh." Amy said through a mouthful of toothpaste as she took the glass.

She poured the liquid into her mouth, swished it around in her mouth for a few seconds then spat it back into the glass and handed it back to Rebecca.

Amy rushed over to a nearby chair and grabbed her clothes and put them on quickly whilst hopping over to the kitchen area and sticking some jam on some bread, and poured herself some orange juice. "Of all days!" Amy muttered as she stuffed the food into her mouth and grabbed her car keys from the table "Ms. Brockbank is expecting me to give those reports in today!" She grumbled as she headed for the door.

Rebecca was waiting there, having thoughtfully opened the door for her. She was holding a piece of paper. She quickly wrote on it, in big bold letters, SEE YOU LATER AMY J

Amy smiled and gave her a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek "I'll see you later Rebecca." Amy said as she dashed of the door and down the steps.

Rebecca sighed silently and started to close the door when Amy rushed back in almost nearly colliding with her friend as she did so. "I can't believe I forgot them!" She cried as she ran into the bedroom.

A few seconds later she came back out carrying with her a pair of high-heeled shoes. She quickly put them on and ran back out of the apartment again.

Rebecca smiled and shook her head as she closed the door.

She looked at the apartment.

Well it didn't look like anything needed cleaning up at the moment so she decided to get some breakfast.

She made herself a cup of tea and a big bowel of Rice Crispies.

She sat down in front of the television and flicked through the channels with the remote as she ate the cereal with a spoon in her other.

Chat show… chat show… another chat show… gargoyles… chat show…

Gargoyles?

Rebecca switched the channel back to where the word gargoyle was mentioned and listened intently.

"This magnificent specimen of a gargoyle grotesque which sits atop this church is probably from the sixteenth century, you can tell from it's hideous features and--"

Rebecca switched off the TV. She looked very disappointed; she liked hearing about the real gargoyles that inhabited Manhattan.

She found them fascinating, Amy and her other friend Leo did as well. Sure they were all part of the Quarrymen, but it wasn't because they hated them or anything it was just… a way of finding the answers she needed, answers that she believed only the gargoyles could answer.

Rebecca went back into the bedroom and pulled out a draw by her bedside cabinet to get her earring, the only possession she had of her past.

She looked at it sadly, she just wished she knew who she was.

Rebecca had been found in a Dumpster, left for dead, a few years ago. Luckily Amy and Leo had found her and taken her to hospital.

She ended up in a coma for many months before she woke up and she'd lived with Amy ever since.

Amy and Leo had taught her everything she knew. How to read, how to write, everything she needed to know really, because she knew nothing, it was like her mind had been wiped clean, everything that she should have known at her age, she didn't. It was terrible; she had even had problems learning how to tie her shoes at the beginning.

She let out another sigh and went to have a shower.

As she removed her clothes, waiting for the water in the shower to reach the right temperature, she looked at herself in the mirror, mostly paying attention to her face.

She moved closer and opened her mouth to look at her teeth. They normal except for the fact that her canines were more fang-like than they should have been.

Then she looked at her ears; she touched them and moved her fingers up to the very tip, she screwed her face up as she looked and touched them, they were much more pointed than they should have been. One more thing that she didn't understand about her past, why did she have those features?

She smiled as she remembered what Leo's nickname for her was. Elf.

Then she looked at her neck unhappily. The one part of her body she hated the most. It was covered in horrible scars. It was the reason why she wore a scarf in public, she couldn't stand people staring at her all the time, and little kids telling their parents loudly what an ugly neck she had.

She felt a tear trickle down cheek as she remembered.

She touched her scars and followed the lines with her fingers. It wasn't just having the scars that she hated, it was the fact that she didn't have one thing which she wished she had, one thing that had been taken from her when someone had cut her neck open.

A voice.

She didn't know what she sounded like so she didn't know what she was missing, but that wasn't the point. The point was that she would never speak at all. It wasn't fair; she so wished she could speak, it was horrible when Amy's friends came over and started chatting, she could never join in, she could never laugh with them or give any of them her opinion of a subject. Sure she could write things down, and she could use sign language but it wasn't the same. And she could never sing along with Amy in the car when a really good song came on the radio.

She rubbed the tears from her eyes and checked the temperature of the water, it was satisfactory so she got in and began to wash her hair, and yet another oddity she had.

After all how many people do you know who have both red and black hair? Amy thought it cool that Rebecca had such a unique head of hair, but Rebecca just told everyone that she dyed it, it would raise even more questions about herself that she didn't know the answers to.

*****

About fifteen minutes later Rebecca got out and dried her self down.

She stepped into the bedroom still wearing the towel and got changed.

She attached her earring to her ear and put on her favourite clothes, a red T-shirt, a pair of jeans and a back leather jacket. She didn't know why she liked wearing these clothes; they just felt… familiar.

She went to the balcony and looked at the city and gave a sad smile as she saw some birds fly past. She put her elbows on the wall and thought.

How she wished she could fly, to have wings of her own. She would have loved to be able to soar high above the clouds and see the stars in all their glory.

Oh but what was the point? She could never fly and it was silly to think such things.

She went back inside and gave a gasp when she saw what was on the table…

It was Amy's folder! The one with all the important documents and reports she took with her to work! Oh no! They were really important and Amy had forgotten them in her rush!

Rebecca panicked; this was bad, why hadn't she noticed it before? Amy had kept going on and on about how important it was and she had forgotten them and she said she needed them today!

Oh! What was she going to do? It was too far to go by foot and she didn't have any money for a taxi, then it hit her.

She grabbed the folder and stuck some trainers on her feet as fast as she could. She ran out of her apartment as fast as she could and ran down the steps to the door of the apartment directly underneath and banged fiercely on the door.

A few seconds later Leo opened the door.

On your first look of him you would think he was The Rock only he had a goatee and his hair was swept back and black.

"Hey Elf," Leo said cheerfully as he saw Rebecca standing in front of the door, but she had a distressed look on her face. "Rebecca… what's wrong?"

EMERGENCY! She quickly wrote as she jumped up and down.

"Emergency? Rebecca, what's the emergency."

AMY HAS FORGOTTON HER FOLDER!!!!! She wrote frantically.

Leo slapped his hand to his forehead "Oh no not again!" he moaned "She told me that if she forgot anymore files she'd get fired!"

WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO? She asked.

Leo thought for a moment "Come on we can take my bike." He said as he grabbed two helmets and passed one to Rebecca."

Rebecca clapped her hands in excitement, she liked riding on Leo's bike.

A few moments later Leo was on his motorbike with Rebecca clutching tightly round his waist…

To be continued…