A/N: This is a crossover between two shows: Disney's (Buena Vista) Gargoyles and Marvel's X-Men Evolution.

Both are set in present day. Since Gargoyles aired in 1996, we assume now that it is 2007, 11 years later. Ten years did next to nothing to the humans, maybe a few extra scars and a line or two. They are all still in their prime. And the Gargoyles have not changed at all. The only one that the time has done anything to is Alexander Xanatos, who will be one of the main characters. Along with Owen Burnett. All main characters will make an appearance and have their moments. Any references to other characters will be introduced and explained.

X-Men Evolution has such a wide array of characters that one cannot possibly incorporate them all. All bets are off. Take place in their storyline shortly after Apocalypse, enough that they do not think about it every day.

I don't own either series. Please, don't sue me. I'm a poor college kid.

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The elevator dinged as Detective Elisa Maza quietly strummed her fingers on a backpack she had slung across her shoulders. The doors opened as she stepped out into the chill, New York air, high above the clouds.

She smiled as she glanced around. She had made it before sundown, as she usually did. Of course, it wasn't easy all the time. Especially when daylight's saving time kicked in.

Of course, the Gargoyles were unaffected by this human quirk that they had picked up during Ben Franklin's stay on the world. No matter what time it was, when the sun fell, they would flex their muscles and wings, breaking free of their stone prisons (or, more accurately, their stone capsules) and awake with the dawn of night. The Gargoyles already knew of the phenomenon of the days growing shorter and the nights growing longer- and they chuckled at humans' attempt to change with it rather than embrace it.

It was mid-November, and Elisa had finally grown accustomed to the time change. The October change was so much easier and welcomer to the masses as it was known to "gain an extra hour." Therefore, for the first night at least, people felt that they could sleep in an hour.

To Eliza, the time change meant little to nothing. She worked the graveyard shift at the Police Station, a tiring and nocturne business that yielded many idle hours of waiting. Though many crimes took place at night, it was not until the next day many of the NYPD even heard about it. Sleeping in was only something she did during the day.

Yet as much as the time change meant nothing, the longer nights meant all the more. The darkness that so many found depressing, she anxiously awaited every night.

To see him.

They weren't married. There wasn't even talk of it. There were some kisses, sighing, loving embraces and maybe some more… But being in each other's presence was all they wanted.

She unslung her backpack to the ground at the top of the steps of the castle. Her friends, and their leader, her lover, were still sleeping on the edge of the castle walls. She stretched, having just awoken herself, trying to stifle a yawn.

And this was how it was for many years. She would sleep most of the day, wake, come to see her friends wake up, talk, and then at midnight, she would check in at the police station. They had many adventures this way, fighting the scum that always threatened to take New York by storm.

This is the story that everyone knows, and many, love. But there are many untold stories of the daily lives of other pieces of this puzzle. Specifically, the stories of those who made this story happen.

Xanatos. Burnett. Reynard.

These names incite interest in the hearts of New York. They are household names; from the fantastic love affair of the not so tasteful married couple, to the crushingly stoic jack-of-all-trades butler. And the charismatic mischievous son, now ten years old.

The scene is set. But there is something else you should know.

New York City is always alight with gossip of the Gargoyles. But another rising subject of gossip is that of the mutants.

Professor Charles Xavier was losing money. He had plenty to spare, but he had to keep tuition down at his school in order to promote and foster the young mutants to come there and harness their powers. And as such, he was always in the red.

Getting grants from alumni, as most schools did, was not an option, at least yet. Many mutants in high positions in businesses and in the government wanted to help out financially, as the act might compromise their identity in a socially turbulent time.

And there were so many cover-ups that he had to keep producing. Mutants, upon finding out that they were thus, had little to no control over their powers, inciting events beyond their control. Xavier took it upon himself to help friends in need.

Stocks were not doing well, and as many heroes know, being a hero is not a lucrative or rewarding job. Xavier sighed as he stared out the window at the sunset.

The Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters was in trouble. Soon Xavier would not be able to accept any more students. His fortune has been squandered away by his good deeds.

Somewhere, he felt that Magneto was laughing at him. His fist clenched in anger.

So something was bound to bring these two forces that begin with X together. Especially since they both live in New York. The scene and stage are ready for the action to begin.

Too bad it begins with a death.