What is love to you? Chapter One
On a crystal clear, new mooned night in Manhattan, It was like any other night but, at the top of the ivory building, was the famous, Castle Wyvern. There was tension is the air at Wyvern because Goliath (the leader of the Manhattan clan) was arguing with his second in command, Brooklyn. It was hard for Brooklyn because he was treated like a hatchling to everyone and ignored by his rookery brothers, Broadway and Lexington. "I-I wish you'd stop treating me like a hatchling and treat me like a second-in-command, Goliath!" Brooklyn shouted to Goliath. "I will stop treating you like a hatchling when you learn to be more responsible than you are now…" Goliath responded in a deep dispassionate voice but with a slight bit of annoyance. Brooklyn stormed off angered and glided from the ivory building to clear his head. 'Why…why is it that whenever I could possibly have a chance at love, it's taken away from me after I feel that the relationship could work? Damn it! It isn't fair at all! I guess what Demona said a while back was right…I am a monster and people would do anything to kill me…I guess I'll never have a chance at love at all…' Brooklyn thought to himself. As he was gliding, he heard a cry for help. The cry for help came from a wounded female gargoyle. Her arm was cut and her leg had a screwdriver dug deep into her right calf. She was in deep pain. Brooklyn, heroically swooped down and threatened the men who injured the female and he said "It isn't right to treat a lady like this!" angrily. The men retreated in fear and Brooklyn turned to the female and asked "Are you alright, miss?" she looked up at him-shaking. She replied weakly "Pp-p-please dd-don't hurt me…" Brooklyn looked at her like she was nuts. He then pulled her into the light, only to see that she was a gargoyle with light blue skin, black hair, baby blue eyes, and two fingers on each wing hand. Brooklyn looked at the screw driver and said "Here, let me get that for you…" and pulled the screw driver out of her calf-she didn't even flinch. "Wow…you took that nicely…did it hurt?" Brooklyn asked and was also worried about if he had hurt her in anyway by removing the screw driver from her right calf. She nodded no. "Anyway…Hi, I'm Brooklyn. And you are?" "My name is Luna…nice to meet you Brooklyn. Thank you for saving me, I thought I was going to see the end of my days." "chuckle yeah you and me both, I've had the same experience once." "Oh really? How so?" "I was almost hunted down a while back…people really hate gargoyles like us, huh?" "Yea…I don't see why we all can't live in peace. I mean c'mon, we are basically the same species but with different appearances." Brooklyn and Luna chatted about how gargoyles are hated. Brooklyn picked Luna up and took her back to the Ivory building. When they arrived back at Wyvern, "Welcome to where I live…yeah I know it isn't great but hey, it's something." Brooklyn then said. Luna looked around and was curious why he was helping her-she never asked though, but she was thinking it. She then looked over and saw the rest of Brooklyn's clan. "Who are they?" Luna asked curiously. Brooklyn just said nothing and took her into another room and told her about how they treat him. Luna looked at him and said "That isn't fair! Why do you get treated like that? You're a great guy! How do you act like a hatchling?" She said angrily. Brooklyn put his hand gently over her mouth and whispered in her ear "It's alright, Luna…I'm used to this…I've always been treated this way…" and held her tightly. He knew it and he knew it well…he was in love! But did Luna love him in return? Could he finally have a chance at love and receive love back? All these questions-gave him headaches and he began to feel sick to his stomach and his heart sounded like it was throbbing inside his head. He fell over fainting because of the nausea he felt inside of him and the throbbing of his head. "Oh my god! Brooklyn, are you alright?" Luna said to Brooklyn. His head was a little warm, and Luna acted quickly. She laid him down on the bed in his bedroom and placed a cold rag on his head. He awoke, just to find Luna sitting next to him trying her best to help him heal. "Uh…Luna? What're you doing? God, I feel…nauseous." he said to Luna, weakly. Luna looked down at him. "Brooklyn! You're awake. How are you, you passed out just over ten minutes ago? I was starting to get worried." she said-seeming happy that he was awake. He was defiantly in love and worried that Luna didn't love him back. He wanted to tell her but couldn't…he was afraid to because what if she didn't feel the same way towards him? She left the room for a minute and he broke down into tears. "Dear God! Why did she have to be so freakin' beautiful? WHY! sigh I'll probably end up having my heart being torn to shreds…Damn…she's just so beautiful though…who would love a monster like me…" he shouted into his pillow. Luna was in the restroom, crying her eyes out. "Oh wow! He is so hot1 why would he love something like me? I'm hideous and stupid! For god's sake, I had a fucking screw driver be driven into my calf! How dumb is that? He'd never love an idiot like me…would he?" She said to herself in the mirror. They both felt the same way, but didn't know how to tell one another…they were lovers in denial…both knowing what it's like to be treated badly. And both knowing what it's like to be in denial…which they were in now, and didn't know how to escape it.
