Hey everyone! This is my first story here, so don't be mean please. …Thanks. Anyway, this first part will be short, but I promise the next one will be longer. With that said, lets get started!

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Info

Name: Amaya

Age: 15 (I'm not sure how old Brooklyn is.)

Personality: caring to people she trusts, likes adventure, won't judge someone by what they look like or what they are, sarcastic, brave, short-tempered, will risk her life for her the ones she care about

Extra Info: For one thing, yes she's human. Also, she can tell if someone is trustworthy or something by looking into their eyes. Trust me. This will be important later on.

Prologue

I was walking home from school. I was still new here, so chances of me getting lost was, in my opinion, 90 percent. And I was right. I saw a huge building that looked like a police station with a clock tower on top. (Forgive me if I get anything wrong. I haven't watched it in a long time, and I'm just now starting to watch it again.)

'Maybe I can get some directions here.' I thought while going inside.

When I got inside, everyone looked busy, so I decided to look around and see if I could find someone who could help. I walked around for a few minutes without the police seeing me. (They are very busy, which is way they don't see her)

I saw a door that looked interesting, so I opened it and looked around. It was a closet.

"Oh ya. This is interesting." sarcasm

I noticed a stairway, so I walked up it to see a room. There was a TV, a fridge, and some other stuff. Thing was, I wasn't alone. I saw some weird creatures in there. At least I hadn't been noticed, or had I?

Just to be safe, I decided that it was time for me to leave. Right after I turned around to go back down, I heard a voice.

"Who are you?"

I froze. I guess they did see me. The voice I just heard sounded like a late teenager or something. I turned around, deciding I might as well face them now instead of running away. I turned around to see a red creature with wings. He, from the looks of it was a boy, had silver hair it looked like. (I can't tell if it's silver or white.) He was also around my height. Maybe a little taller. He didn't look bad or anything. And I could tell he meant no harm, so I guess I could tell him who I was. I gulped and said,

"A-Amaya. I'm Amaya."

And that's where I shall leave you all. If you have any questions, don't be afraid to ask. Also, just for a little fun, here's a question I have for all of you.

Question: What do you think the gargoyles will do since another human now knows about them?

Just put your answer in the review. Well, thanks for reading. Till next time!