Enter MacBeth...with a Turtle-y twist. :3

By the way, most of you know this episode, so it's all from the perspective of Don. ^^ Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not claim to own Gargoyles or TMNT. TMNT belongs to Mirage, Gargoyles belongs to Disney. This is just for entertainment purposes only.


Enter MacBeth

One thought ran through Donatello's mind when he saw the two blue-toned figures down on the street below: What the shell?

He had noticed the light blue beast running through the streets, and if it hadn't been such a busy street he would have already been down there. But, when he caught sight of a darker figure glide down to land in front of the beast, he instantly knew that must have been Bronx, the gargoyle-beast of his new friends...because it was Goliath who had landed.

He watched as Bronx started to run back the way he came. Goliath leapt atop of a few cars Bronx had previously run into, and jumped into the air to glide and follow the dog-like beast. Donatello followed by rooftop, hot on their tails.


"What are you doing here?" was the first thing Goliath demanded when he finally landed in the woods outside of a creepy-looking castle.

"I saw you and Bronx in the city," Don explained. "I wanted to know what was so urgent that you would just land in the middle of a street full of people like that."

Goliath sighed, obviously reluctant to reveal any information, even to friends. "Brooklyn and Lexington have been kidnapped," he snarled. "Bronx was able to escape, and he led me here. This must be where MacBeth is holding them."

Donatello blinked at the name. "Whoa, hold on, MacBeth? That's the name of a play by Shakespeare...I find it a bit hard to believe there's an actual guy out there with that name."

"There is." Goliath glared at the castle. "And he is going to pay for trying to capture members of my clan."


The plan was simple enough; Goliath and Bronx storm the castle, and once MacBeth was distracted, Donatello could slip in to try and free Lexington and Brooklyn. And, now that he had seen Goliath chase MacBeth away, he was free to move in after Bronx.

"Heel, Bronx, heel!" he hissed after the gargoyle-beast. The blue creature slowed a bit, but still ran through the halls at a quick pace.

He could hear faint growls, snarls, and howls, no doubt belonging to Goliath. They faded, however, as he continued to follow Bronx through the halls. Still, they were loud, and he could hear them.

Unbeknownst to Don, even Brooklyn and Lexington could hear the howls. Lexington commented to Brooklyn, "Bronx must have found Goliath." Brooklyn replied with a sarcastic, "Yeah."


Don was starting to get tired. How much farther into this maze of a castle would they have to go?

Finally, he heard Bronx slam into something at the bottom of the staircase. He leapt down the last of the stairs to see Bronx straining against the electrocuted bars of a cage, holding an astonished Brooklyn and Lexington. Shuriken already in his hand, Don threw it at what he recognized to be the control grid, which immediately shorted out the electric pulse, and allowing Bronx to burst through the bars. As the gargoyle-beast stepped back, the red and green gargoyles inside the cage stepped out.

"Good boy, Bronx," Brooklyn praised, petting Bronx.

"Thanks to you too, Don," Lexington said, glancing to Don. "Now, let's get out of here."


Donatello heard the clanking of metal against metal before he saw the battle. He also smelled the smoke before he saw the fire.

"We should hurry," he remarked to his companions. "Who knows what kind of trouble Goliath's gotten himself into with MacBeth."

"Knowing Goliath, probably alot," Brooklyn muttered as the group picked up the pace.

They halted, however, when they came to the weapons room that was on fire. Donatello managed to see MacBeth slip free of his coat and go out another exit, before the flames washed in front of the man.

Goliath growled, and Donatello would've guessed his eyes were glowing, too. But before he could get very far in his chase, Brooklyn called to him: "Goliath!" The large gargoyle saw them, and ran over to them, before the smoke began to fill the whole room.

"Let's move!" Don commanded. "This whole place is going to go up in flames!"

They moved swiftly, dodging the fire probably by sheer luck, managing to get out through the front doors. Then, Don heard the inmistakeable sound of a hovercraft taking off. They all looked up to the sky to see what was probably MacBeth fly off. Then, the castle began to collapse into a pile of flaming rubble.

From beside Don, Goliath finally spoke. "Let's go home."


Brooklyn and Lexington carried Bronx, while Goliath (somewhat reluctantly) carried Don by his arms. The Turtle was actually enjoying the flight; he was going to have to work on upgraded versions of the techpacks so he and his brothers could fly with the gargoyles whenever they pleased.

Then, they all heard Broadway's voice, coming from a nearby rooftop: "Goliath!" With him was Hudson, and a human woman Don did not recognize, and hoped wasn't a threat.

Brooklyn and Lexington landed first, putting Bronx onto solid ground. Goliath let go of Don a little before touchdown, so that the larger gargoyle could land in front of them to angrily adress the others.

"What are you doing here?" he demanded. Pacing to stand in front of Hudson, he further inquired, "Why are you not guarding our home?"

This raised questions in Donatello's mind. Where, exactly, was their home? He and his brothers had not yet been trusted with that precious information.

"You don't live there anymore." The human woman's voice was obviously a shock to Goliath, as he moved to tower over her.

"What?" he growled.

"I found you a new home."

"How dare you! I told you, that castle is our home!" Don blinked, and made a mental note to self - never get on Goliath's bad side.

"No, Goliath, she's right!" Broadway exclaimed, pushing between the woman and Goliath. "It's suicide to stay there!" That really got Donatello into wondering what was going on. He just watched in silence, however, not wanting to interrupt.

"Lad, they're right you know," Hudson said calmly. "It's just a place of stone and wood. Home is more than that, Goliath. Home is the six of us, wherever we can be together and safe. That's our home."

Goliath began to growl, and then his wings unfurled as he clenched his fists and let out a snarl. The rest of his clan, along with Don and the woman, were obviously shocked.

As he turned to the castle atop the Eyrie building, Hudson spoke again. "Come Goliath. Let's be going."

"Give me one minute," Goliath said, turning back to them, then he took to the skies, toward the Castle Wyvern, which sat on the top of the Eyrie bulding.

"...Is that where you guys live - er, lived?" Don asked, breaking the silence. Hudson nodded.

"Aye, lad," the old gargoyle said. "Castle Wyvern. A man called Xanatos awoke us from a thousand years of stone sleep by bringing the castle atop his tower."

"He tried to use the gargoyles, though, and was put in prison. However, his time is almost up," the woman said, hobbling foward on her crutches. Don vaguely wondered if that was how she had gotten hurt. He had heard about David Xanatos being imprisoned, and the explosions in that castle. "By the way, I'm Elisa Maza, second-class detective for the NYPD."

Donatello blinked at that - friends with a policewoman? Wow. The gargoyles were in good hands, at least. "My name's Donatello Hamato, but just call me Don," he said, bowing. "And before you ask, because I know you will, I'm a mutant Turtle."

Elisa smiled, extending her hand. "Nice to meet you, Don."

"Likewise," Don replied, shaking her hand. As he pulled away, he got an idea in his head. "By the way, ever hear of the Second Time Around and it's owner, April O'Neil...?"


The clocktower of the 23rd precinct was an interesting place for the gargoyles' new home, to say the least. Lexington was looking at the internal mechanisms with Brooklyn. Don almost laughed when the web-winged gargoyle remarked, "I'll, uh...I'll bet I could get this thing working again." He almost laughed even harder when the beaked gargoyle replied, "Why would you want to?"

"It's not so bad," Hudson said, coming over to them. "There's a place right over there for a television."

"OK," Elisa said, "so it's a fixer-uper." At the (almost comical) faces of Broadway and Bronx, she continued, "But a few throw rugs, some flowers...it could be home." She turned to Goliath.

"Yes," the large gargoyle mused, nodding slightly. "As long as we're together...it's home."