Author's Notes/Disclaimer: The reason for the title "The Manhattan Clan Saga" is so I can write about their lives since the final show. This way so if I decide to ever stop writing, I won't leave an unfinished story. It will deal with romance, drama, and comedy. But it will not deal with rape or major violence. I hope this isn't too sappy.
The beginning is in the middle of summer and since sunset is around 9ish...ah you will get it soon
Chapter additions - I came up with a name for a New York TV station, YFB. So no flames.
The Official Welcome
Elisa stood on the highest tower of Castle Wyvern, home to the Billionaire, David Xanatos and his wife Fox. The castle was over a thousand years old and was brought from Scotland to New York piece by piece. Xanatos had bought the castle with the hopes of reviving the remaining Gargoyle clan of Wyvern who were put under a spell. The spell would break when the castle would rise above the clouds.
When the clan woke, they had to start a new life, in a new world. They were no longer in the middle ages. For two years they lived in secret until one day when three Gargoyle Hunters exposed them to public. The hunters were descendents of people who tried to destroy the Gargoyles, which have been going on for a thousand years.
For a year they had to fight and stay away from the Quarrymen led by the remaining Gargoyle hunter who was now in jail.
As Elisa stood watching the sun set, the wind blew through her raven hair. It was an unbelievable sight from the top of the castle. In a way she wished that she was a Princess who lived in a castle but she would not be able to live in a world as the middle ages.
She looked over on the perch of the tower where the Gargoyle leader slept in stone. She couldn't believe the adventures she'd been with the Gargoyles. They went from not trusting each other to becoming really close friends. So close that she was now in love with the leader, Goliath.
When the final rays of the sun were down, she turned to Goliath as he awoke from his stone sleep. Goliath burst out of the stone sleep like Superman breaking through a fallen wall. When there were no sign of stone shards, he turned to see the woman. She was the first friend he had in this new world. He didn't think it would ever be possible to trust humans again.
"Good evening," she said with a smile.
He smiled back at her. "Evening. What brings you here? In fact what are we doing here?" He looked around to find himself at the castle. "We were in the field by the train."
"Once the media circus was over, Xanatos managed to bring you all back here." She walked up to the lavender Gargoyle. "And you guys have a meeting to go to."
By this time, the rest of the clan were joining Elisa and Goliath on the tower. "What meeting and how did we get here?" asked the oldest Gargoyle who named himself Hudson.
Back a thousand years ago, Gargoyles were not known to have names. Goliath was the first to ever be named by the humans. He was named for his size after the great Goliath. In the new world, they all decided to need to have names.
"The mayor would like to meet you in person. It has been all over the paper and news about it. He's expecting you in Central Park at nine o'clock. And it is now…" Elisa looked at her watch, "Eight. And like I just said to Goliath, Xanatos is responsible in bringing you all here. Need I say more?"
"Oh boy," Brooklyn said with a shrug. "What should we do?"
"Meet the Mayor," Goliath answered simply.
"I should warn you guys though. There are still some Anti-Gargoyle groups. But that is nothing new for New York. There seems to be no end to prejudice."
"You're right on that account, Detective," Xanatos said as he came out.
"I should get going," Elisa said. "The Captain wants all off duty officers there before you arrive. I just had a field day explaining to her that I've known you guys for the past three years."
"How did she react to that?" Goliath asked.
"At first angry until I explained you guys were the ones who helped me put Tony Dracon behind bars." She smiled at the memory of seeing the man behind bars and it stuck.
"You better get going lass," Hudson said.
"See you later guys." Elisa turned and ran past Xanatos as she left for the street.
When Elisa arrived at Central Park, Captain Chevaz was already waiting. She walked over to her. "Maza. It's eight-thirty. Where have you been?"
"With the Gargoyles, informing them that they need to be here?" Elisa said. She looked around and found her partner; Matt Bluestone was at the podium with the media and many viewers who came to watch.
"There's going to be a big crowd," Elisa commented.
"Yes, and that is why all officers whom are not on duty are to be here. Unless they just went off duty and are working tomorrow," Chavez replied. "You and Bluestone will keep a watchful eye of the mayor. I fear what's left of the Quarrymen may try something tonight."
"Mayor Johnson?" a newswoman suddenly burst as she saw the mayor approach.
Before anyone could start asking questions. The mayor held up his hand. "I will answer your questions after the Gargoyles arrive." The major continued to behind the podium to wait the arrival of the winged citizens.
When it was time for the Gargoyles to arrive, the mayor stood and walked to the podium. Elisa and her partner stood behind the mayor. They didn't have the mayor crowded but was close enough in case of a problem.
"Ladies and Gentlemen," he spoke. "Here tonight we are going to finally be introduced to the Gargoyles properly. A group of creatures whom been living amongst us for the past three years. For two years they lived in secret and some citizens have had the pleasure of meeting them but we disregarded it as nothing more than your imagination. But you were right and we were wrong.
"It wasn't your imagination, it's real. For the past year, we have seen the proof. Last night that proof has proven us wrong again. When we thought most of them were destroyed, they were able to find a way out of the explosion. They were very heroic by stopping the leader of the Quarrymen from hijacking a train because two remaining Gargoyles were on it. They risked their lives to save everyone on the train including District Attorney, Margot Yale.
"We were quick to judge these noble beings as hostile, mainly because they are different from us. Well tonight we're no longer going to judge them as hostile."
Before the mayor could continue, six Gargoyles and one Gargoyle beast arrived from the air. They landed beside the mayor one by one with grace. Their wings didn't even disturb any dirt on the ground.
The mayor's heart rate sped up, but he remained calm as possible. He knew the Gargoyles weren't going to harm him. He took a few moments as flashes of cameras were constantly going off. In those moments he allowed his heart to calm and beat normally.
"I give you, the Gargoyles," the mayor announced. He turned to Goliath. "I am told that you are Goliath, the leader of your clan."
"Yes," Goliath said as he folded his wings, taking note he was close enough to the microphone so he could be heard.
"Goliath. You risked your life to save everyone on that train. My question for you is simple. Why?"
"Why you ask?" he said, regarding to the audience. He had seen enough news and TV to know how to address the media. He looked out over the vast people. There were about three hundred people. Mostly they were people who lived nearby and, of course, the media. He turned and focused on the cameras, which he knew were taping him live so everyone in New York would see.
"Gargoyles protect. We do not harm people. Gargoyles have lived for centuries. When we first awoke here from a magic spell, we didn't know if we could live in this world. It's much different then what we knew. Thanks to some good friends, we were able to adjust and Manhattan became our castle to protect."
"That is quite a story," the mayor replied. "I'm told you require money."
"No." Goliath shook his head. "We have no need for such things like money. We protect and don't expect anything in return. All we've ever strive to do is be recognized as equals."
"Thank you, for your words," the mayor turned back. "May you introduce us to the rest of your clan?"
With a nod, Goliath stretched his arm to his clan. "Brooklyn; my second in command, Hudson; an old time friend and mentor, Lexington, Broadway and my daughter Angela. And this is Bronx." Goliath bent down to pet the beast then stood back up. "We are known as the Wyvern Clan."
"Wyvern? That doesn't American."
"No. We're originally from Scotland."
"Impressive." The mayor smiled and turned to the people on the ground. "With that out of the way, I will answer now your questions. And if Goliath is ok with it, you could ask him a few questions."
"Mayor Johnson," a woman asked. "I am from the New York Times. Why did you want us to meet the Gargoyles?"
"That will be answered soon enough. I don't want to ruin the surprise."
"Goliath," a newsman asked. "I am from YFB. Where did your name come from?"
"When my clan protected Castle Wyvern, the captain of the guards, gave me the name from the mythical Goliath."
"I have a question?" Everyone turned as another gargoyle approached from the crowd.
"Demona!" Goliath called.
Elisa and Matt both stepped closer to the podium with their hands ready to grab their guns.
"Mother," Angela whispered.
"Goliath, you are a fool," Demona said. "Why do you think these humans could ever appreciate us?"
"What is going on?" the mayor asked.
"Mayor Johnson. This is Demona. She used to be part of my clan but she believes we would live better without being around humans. She has gone against everything Gargoyles stand for."
"And what do they stand for?" Demona asked.
"Protection," Elisa said as she stood beside the large gargoyle. "Gargoyles live to protect not to destroy."
"Brave words Detective." Demona walked up to the podium. She smirked at Goliath. "Don't worry Golaith. I'm not here to hurt your precious detective or anyone else here. I'm just curious as to why the mayor wanted to meet us."
"What part of the clan are you?" the mayor asked.
Demona refrained from growling at the mayor. "To tell you that I'm Angela's mother." Everyone was silent at the female gargoyle. "So Mayor Johnson why don't you stop with the suspense and tell us why are we here."
The Mayor cleared his throat. "Well I was going to say this in a little while but since everyone is too curious." The Mayor reached into his jacket pocket to bring out a document. "From this day forward, I hereby grant the Gargoyles the right to be here in New York!"
"What?!" Demona said in surprise. She was shocked.
The rest of the clan smiled in joy. Brooklyn and Broadway gave each other a high five.
"New York is now your home. We will no longer judge you." The Mayor smiled as he brought out his hand for Goliath to shack, which he took with pride. Many cameras were going off as the two-shacked hands.
Demon stared at the people over the crowd as they applaud. Never in her life had she ever thought to hear that sound. She had seen on the news of how Goliath and his clan were tricked and then a construction zone blew up with said to their only being two surviving Gargoyles left. She was happy to see Angela was one of them, but she was angry the humans were arresting her. However there was nothing she could as a human.
When night fall fell, she went to go and rescue her daughter from the savages only to suddenly witness Goliath and the others were still alive, no doubt Xanatos played a hand in their survival. Not wanting to cause and problems, she stood back and watched, waiting for the perfect opportunity to save her daughter, in case Goliath couldn't.
To her surprise, Goliath prevailed and saved not only their daughter but also every human on the train and she witnessed everyone on the train cheering on the Gargoyles for saving them. Her daughter was saved and even after the sun rose, the humans were giving the stone Gargoyles a hug.
Now she was in Central Park, once again in shock. The Gargoyles were part of society, which was something Goliath was fighting for the past 1000 years. Something she thought would never happen after her fall out with MacBeth.
When the Mayor released Goliath's hand he back to the media. "We will take a few more questions."
"Mr. Mayor!" Someone called out from the crowd. "What about the people who will remain against the Gargoyles"
"Unfortunately, we'll never be rid of racism, but the Gargoyles will be given the same rights as any other New Yorker, which means any wrong doing against the Gargoyles, will be treated like anyone else in the city."
"I have one for the Gargoyles," a female reporter announced. "Are there are only two female Gargoyles?"
Demona snorted and was about to speak up when Angela stepped forward and rested an arm on her mother. "No. There are other female Gargoyles but they don't live here in New York. I have several rookier sisters."
"Mayor Johnson, what is to happen about the Quarrymen?" asked another reporter.
"They will be tried and convicted of crimes against the city. They endangered the lives of several citizens and had no regards to those around them. They also are being charged for hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of property damage."
For several more minutes questions were being asked and answered and before long Mayor Johnson held up his hands. "That will be all, at least from me. I would like to thank everyone for coming and especially the Gargoyles. Welcome to New York!"
Mayor Johnson turned to Elisa. "Detective Maza, may I have a word with you?"
Elisa nodded as she looked to Matt, watch my back." He gave her a nod as she walked away with the mayor until the were a good distance away from everyone and prying ears.
"You have been friends with the Gargoyles since they arrived. Is that one female Gargoyle who arrived later, dangerous?"
"She can be," Elisa said. "But I think she's learned her lesson. A few weeks ago Angela told her that she wanted nothing to with her and that she would no longer be classified as her daughter. And you know how much that hurts a parent when their children decides to disown them."
"Yes. I have seen it."
"Demona is troubled. She believes that since a raid killed her people all humans are a menace. But she doesn't realize that not everyone is like that. Even Goliath believed humans couldn't be trusted but I proved him wrong."
"I have taken a lot of your time today. I'll let you be." The Mayor turned and started to walk to his car. Elisa walked behind him until he got to the limo. When the mayor was in and the car drove away, Elisa walked back to the Gargoyles who were starting to be bombarded with questions.
Elisa walked right up to the podium. "Everyone may I have your attention please. Mayor Johnson has just left. Thank you all for coming."
Elisa turned from the podium and addressed the Gargoyles to move away.
"Don't tell me what to do human," Demona snapped.
"Demona zip it would ya," Elisa snapped. "I'm tired fighting with you. You are now part of society. Why don't you just enjoy the moment?"
Demona raised her fist to strike at Elisa but Angela placed a hand on her first. "Mother, Elisa is right. You and father have been fighting to live in this world. It is time to end it. I'm asking as your daughter, please stop. I don't want to fight with you, but you are making me choose between you and the clan. And believe it or not, Elisa is part of this clan."
Demona looked at her daughter. She lowered her head, "I don't know if I know how."
"I'll show you," Angela said with a small smile. Angela pulled her mother's hand towards the nearest wall so they could be air born.
When Angela and Demona were in the air, Brooklyn walked up to Elisa. "I hope she knows what she is doing."
"Elisa, that was bold of you to speak to Demona like that," Goliath said.
"I know but it's high time for her to learn that she needs to get her head out of the past."
"Let's head back to the castle and relax. We deserve some time off." Goliath headed towards the wall where his daughter had just left from when Matt showed up with the captain of detectives.
"Goliath, hold up a moment," Matt called. "I would like you to meet Captain Maria Chavez," Matt said. "Captain. Goliath, a friend of Elisa's and mine. Elisa though has known them longer."
"I see," she said. "Well Goliath. I guess I should thank you personally for helping us put Dracon behind bars."
"It's the least that I can do. He has hurt too many people in the city and no one could keep him in jail."
"I would like to get to know more about your people."
"I would like that, Elisa can inform you of where to find me. If you'll excuse me. My friends and I are in a need of much needed rest. The past year has been very tiring."
"Of course," Maria nodded. "I look forward to discussing the matter further."
Goliath nodded and continued continued towards the wall. When he and the rest of the clan were high enough, they jumped off and spread their wings and let the currents of wind to carry them high into the sky.
"Captain, they are good people when you get to know them," Matt said.
"I'm beginning to see that," she said. She looked to Elisa. "I do wished that you would have told me about them sooner. You were the one who let them live in the clock tower before the station was damaged."
"I know and I'm sorry. I had to protect them. There were too many people who would have loved to see them gone. For awhile, Xanatos was one of them."
All three police officers watched as the five remaining Gargoyles left. The oldest one had a hold of gargoyle beast. The captain was fascinated of the Gargoyles. For as long as she could remember her favorite pass time when growing up was learning about the mythical creatures. But they were not mythical. They were real. It was the first time the history books were wrong about myths.