Faye was eighteen years old and she just moved to New York to attend college. She was studying to become a mythologist. Since she was very young Faye was always fascinated by myths.

Faye lived in a one bedroom apartment on the sixth floor. It was just a small place, but it worked for her.

Faye had gotten a job at a café that was only a few blocks away from where she lived. She was thankful that she found a job close by since she didn't have a car.

Faye had just gotten off work and was walking home. It was night, but Faye wasn't afraid. She knew how to defend herself.

She was only one block from her apartment when she was grabbed and pulled into an ally way. Faye was surrounded by three men.

"Well, aren't you a beauty?" One of them chuckled.

He advanced towards her. Faye went to hit him, but he man backed away.

"We have a feisty one here."

The second man walked up to Faye. "Don't worry, we don't bite…much."

Faye quickly took her pepper spray out of her pocket and sprayed it in the man's eyes. Then she tried to make her escape, but the other two men grabbed her; Faye screamed.

The second man rubbed his eyes and then slapped Faye across the face. "That's wasn't very nice."

"Well, what you're doing isn't very nice either." Faye snapped.

Faye stomped on one guy's foot then hit the other one. She went to run, but the second guy slammed her to the ground. He turned her over and took out his knife.

"Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way."

Faye closed her eyes, waiting for him to do whatever it was they had planned. Just then she heard a growl and they guy who pinned her screamed. Then the other two men screamed. Then there was silence.

Faye opened her eyes and saw all three men unconscious and a figure standing by them. She couldn't see the figure's face since they were standing in the shadows.

"Thank you." Faye said as she stood up.

"Are you all right?"

"Yes, I'm fine. Won't you come into the light so I can see my savior?"

"I better not."

"Why? I promise I don't bite."

"It's um…complicated."

Faye tilted her head in confusion. "You can't look that bad. Please let me see you?"

The figure sighed. "All right."

He stepped closer into the light and Faye's eyes widened at what she saw. Standing in front of her was a gargoyle. She had read about them in her mythology class. This gargoyle was red with white hair and horns on top of his head. He looked like he was preparing for her to scream.

"Wow, you're a gargoyle. That's so cool. I thought they were just myths."

"You aren't afraid of me?"

"Why would I be afraid of someone who just saved me?"

"Because of what I look like."

"I don't see anything wrong with the way you look. I'm Faye by the way."

"Brooklyn."

Brooklyn didn't understand why Faye wasn't afraid of him since most people are. He wasn't complaining, but it just wasn't use to it.

"Thanks again, Brooklyn, but I should head home."

"Why don't I follow you just in case you run into any more trouble?"

Faye smiled. "Ok. I'd feel safer if you did."

"I'll follow you from the roof tops."

"Ok. Once we get to my apartment I'll open the window for you if you want to come in." The Faye started walking to her apartment. Brooklyn climbed the building and followed her.

Faye had no problem walking back home and she did feel safer knowing that Brooklyn was watching her. She was still new to this place so it felt nice to have someone that cares.

Faye got to her apartment and rode the elevator up to the top floor. She opened the window and stepped out onto the small balcony, hoping Brooklyn would talk to her some more. She looked up and saw Brooklyn coming down so she stepped back inside her apartment so he had room.

"Glad to see you made it home all right."

"Yeah, thanks for looking out for me."

"It's what I do. Well, I should get going."

"Will I see you again? I just moved here not too long ago and it's nice to have someone to talk to."

"Um, sure. I'll come back tomorrow night."

"Faye smiled. "Great I'll be here."

"See ya."

"Bye." Then Brooklyn left.

Faye soon went to bed thinking about the night she had. She was really glad she met Brooklyn and she was hoping they would be good friends.