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Chapter 4

"And then she was able to figure out that we had been looking for her!" Broadway was fuming with anger as he spoke.

"How?" Elisa was using her detective skills, and drinking in every bit of information she could get. Who the hell is this person, and what do they think they're doing? was the only thought running through her head as she listened to Brooklyn and Broadway's entire rant about this mysterious criminal.

"Well, I asked her why she was breaking in to 'people's' apartments, and she used the word 'people's' to…" Brooklyn then went in to the long process of explaining how the girl had come to the conclusion. Hudson was half-heartedly listening, while helping Goliath tend to Lexington's wounds. He still hadn't woken up from when his head had struck the floor, but the wound was far from fatal. At worst, he would wake up tomorrow after storing energy from turning to stone in the day.

Hudson didn't really want to ask Goliath much about what he was thinking, but he could tell that he was infuriated. Hudson couldn't tell if he was infuriated at Elisa for asking them to investigate these break-ins, or infuriated at this girl for severely injuring 3 of the gargoyles in his clan, or both. Elisa, of course, had already apologized several times, and Hudson could tell that she did truly feel sorry for what she had done.

"And then what happened?" Elisa continued her series of questions.

"Well then, she said that she had what she came for, and was going to leave." Brooklyn started.

"Yeah, so Brooklyn tried to keep her from leaving, but then- " Broadway started.

"THEN THE JERK FLIPPED ME OVER HER SHOULDER!" Brooklyn yelled, breaking the somewhat calm atmosphere that there had been earlier. Brooklyn had been trying to keep his temper at bay, but now he simply couldn't, and all of the anger and frustration he had bottled up had come flowing out.

"How did that happen?" Elisa continued. She felt nervous about questioning Brooklyn on something he was clearly very angry about.

"SHE WAS JUST…" Brooklyn took a deep breath and tried to go back to being calm, "She was just so fast. And, well, we couldn't see her arms, she was wearing a trench coat. And, well, we didn't really know anything, but there was more of us, so we thought that we could take her."

"So you underestimated her?"

"Yeah… I guess we did. But, you can't really blame us. I mean, there were more of us, and…" Brooklyn trailed off.

"I'll never underestimate anyone again." Broadway added, rubbing his bandaged arm.

"Yeah, and then after she flipped me over my shoulder and broke the desk in the apartment, Broadway and Lex tried to get her." Brooklyn attempted to get back on track, and quickly finish talking about his defeat.

"She punched me in the face, and then kneed me in the stomach, and then she grabbed on to Lex's shoulder and pushed him to the ground, which is where he smashed his head." Broadway was also making an effort to stay calm, and was doing a much better job than Brooklyn, but even then, his facial expressions and tone of voice communicated a strong disdain for this person.

"And then she told us that we had 20 minutes until the professor got home, and then left. I tried to chase after her, but I was obviously hurt, and she got away before I could even make it in to the living room."

"So we grabbed Lex and left."

"And you left your blood there?" Great. Elisa thought to herself. Now they'll confuse the cops even more, and I can't do anything about it.

"Yeah, we had to get out. Why? It doesn't matter?" Brooklyn didn't really care if they left the blood there, but he was still curious if it affected the investigation in any way. Maybe, when they finally that criminal, it'll get her in to more trouble.

"Not really, it'll just confuse the police officers more. You guys aren't registered, so they can't trace the blood back to you. I wonder if gargoyles even have blood-types anyway?"

"What about DNA?"

"Again, you guys aren't registered, and most people doubt your existence in the first place. It's not like they can just come up to the clock tower and ask for a blood sample. Besides, it's way too expensive and takes too long anyway."

"And that's all that happened to us." Broadway, like Brooklyn, was also trying to move it along with Elisa's questioning. While he did like Elisa, he did wish that she would stop on her annoying train of questions. But both Broadway and Brooklyn kept themselves answering by constantly telling themselves that these questions might help Elisa locate the criminal.

"Okay. Now, can you accurately describe what this person looked like? That would make this a lot easier." Elisa flipped to another page of the notebook she was using, pencil poised and ready.

"Couldn't have been more than 16, 17, maybe 18, had light brown hair covering one eye…" Brooklyn went off into a tangent of the appearance of this person, with Elisa writing down every word. Other than that, the clock tower was pretty quiet. Goliath, though tending to Lexington's head, was listening to Elisa's interview. Normally, he would let past mistakes go, but for some reason, this was just too far. Maybe it was because this person was reported to not really care or even seem sorry that they had hurt 3 people, or maybe it was because he just didn't understand anything about this person. But whatever it was, he had no desire to look for this person again, and that was all that mattered to him.

"And she did have the wings and the tail?"

"Yes, they were pitch black, both of them. The wings were much bigger than we thought that they would be."

"And are you 100% sure that this is the same creature from the photo?"

"I'd bet my life on it."

"Hmm… okay. I'll take this to the station," Elisa peered at her watch, "right now! My shift begins in 10 minutes." Elisa began to stand up. Goliath crossed the room over to Elisa, hoping that she had at least a little time to spare.

"Elisa, be careful." Goliath sounded firm, as he always did when Elisa's safety was concerned. Elisa gave a small chuckle.

"I always am, aren't I?" she peered up at Goliath. Even with all the chaos that had happened to him recently, his eyes were still the same. They looked as though they were piercing right through her soul. And, though the average person would be put off by it, it still comforted her. After all, Elisa was no average person.

"Yes, I know you are, but we seem to be dealing with much more than we originally thought. And, if we can help, in any way, please- "

"You've already helped a lot. I couldn't ask for more. And, the criminal, well..."

"This will help you catch the criminal, right?" Broadway poked his head in to the conversation, wanting conformation that all their efforts wouldn't have been for nothing.

"Probably. I'll tell you what I come up with tomorrow, if you'd like. In the meantime, take it easy, okay? And, I'm really sorry about what happened today. I know I've said that 1,000 times now, but seriously, if I can make it up- "

"It's fine, Elisa," Brooklyn reassured, also entering the conversation "You couldn't have known. You can make it up by catching this jerk, alright?"

"Alright. Now that we have accounts and an idea of what this person looks like, it's become a lot easier. See you guys tomorrow."

"Bye Elisa!" range unanimous throughout all the gargoyles, excepting Lexington, as Elisa began to climb down the ladder that led to the police station. Goliath returned to tending to Lexington, and no one spoke until they heard the trapdoor shut.

"I still can't believe- " Brooklyn started to speak.

"Hey, Lex is up!" Broadway cut in, supplying the first bit of positivity that the gargoyles had received all night. Brooklyn turned towards Lexington, who was lying down on the floor, now beginning to push himself up.

"Wh- wha- what happened?" Lexington looked around at the Manhattan Clan, which surrounded where he was laying.

"Well, Lex, uh, she kind of pushed you to the ground, and, you, uh, didn't wake up. Your head was bleeding, but we left and took you back here. You've been out for a couple of hours." Broadway explained. Lexington lifted his hand up to feel the bandages on his head.

"Woah. Wow. Did we catch her?" Brooklyn shook his head at Lexington's hopeful question. Broadway began to help Lexington stand up and lead him into the kitchen.

"Maybe you should eat something, Lex. Your blood sugar's gotta be low. And maybe I should eat something too." Broadway advised, eyeing the leftovers from last night. Brooklyn, on the other hand, made his way over to Hudson, who had just begun to watch Donald Duck cartoons. While he didn't want to disturb him, there was something that he had to ask him.

"Hudson, you know a lot about the Children of Oberon, right?" Hudson turned to face Brooklyn.

"If you're asking me who she was, I must tell you that I know as much as you. I'm guessing that she would be a halfling, as she didn't seem to have any magical powers, but certainly has elements from the Children of Oberon, such as the wings and the tail. And, if she even was a full Child of Oberon, you'll do well to remember that they don't usually associate with other races, especially humans and their affairs." Brooklyn didn't really know what to expect, but it wasn't this.

"Okay, uh, thanks Hudson." Hudson returned to watching cartoons on the television, as Brooklyn went out on the balcony of the clock tower. Tonight the stars in the sky weren't covered by pollution, which made for a nice view. However, a nice view was hardly enough to shake Brooklyn's anger and disappointment. Goliath, being the leader, and responsible for this clan, noticed Brooklyn sulking on the balcony, and decided to take action.

"What's bothering you?"

"When did you come here?"

"Well, you looked lonely out here, and there are actually stars out tonight. I thought I would join you. What's on your mind?"

"Well, I know this is stupid, but this time, I thought that meeting another… whatever she is, in Manhattan would actually go well, but, well- "

"We all want that to happen, but maybe it just isn't supposed to yet. I think that if someone was meant to meet us eventually and join us, it will happen, we just need to be patient."

"Yeah, I guess so."

"The sun will be up soon. Are you sure you're not hungry?"

"I'll eat something tomorrow."

"I see. I'll go inform the others. You should prepare."

"I will." Brooklyn watched Goliath disappear in to the clock tower. Brooklyn climbed on to the top of the wall and transformed in to his most threatening position. He looked on to the city. Tomorrow night another crime would be committed, and another person's life would be shattered. But none of the humans, except Elisa, would know what was happening. It was kind of strange to think about.

The other gargoyles left the lit clock tower and came out in to the dark night. They clambered in to positions, with Broadway helping Lexington, who was still a little disoriented. The sun began to creep up behind the buildings of Manhattan. What if we hadn't done what we did? Would it have gone differently? Why does nothing ever turn out like we intend it to? When will- At that moment, the sun fully covered Manhattan in its warmth and light, and Brooklyn and his thoughts became stone, not to change for another day.

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