-1Holy mother of Hera! This hasn't been updated in forever! So sorry! I've missed this story.

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Bianca took one last look at the chilling corpse lying in the ally. Her heart lay heavy in her chest as she fought with herself internally. She'd been in New York for just a little over a month now. Yes, she'd seen its violence and taken note of how intolerant its inhabitants were, she'd listened to the horror tales of Elisa and Matt about some of the calls they've gotten, but she'd never seen anything like this first hand. But the humans she'd grown up with. They were nothing like this. They loved her, raised her. All her morals and who she was, she'd based it all off the love and lessons from Princess Katherine, Magus and Tom. They co-existed with her kind so why couldn't these modern-day people?

Celia had often said that people had forgotten. Most didn't even believe in her kind anymore, which was why most fae stayed in Avalon, closer to the High King and Queen. She said that the world of magic and mysticism no longer had a purpose to people any longer. Children believed. She knew that. She spent her daylight hours in a toy store talking to them, but as they grow, they're forced to abandon them. Was there any hope for a peaceful existence in the present?

"I… I don't think I can…" she started.

Demona placed one clawed hand on her daughter's shoulder.

"Shh. You don't have to make a decision now, dear." she whispered in an almost maternal fashion. "I'll give you one month to think it over. Meet me back here once you've made you're choice."

The ancient gargoyle took off, leaving her offspring on the fire escape.

Bianca couldn't move for a moment. Two different lifestyles were colliding. The home she longed to return to and the one she'd currently made. She loved them both for their own reasons, but she felt like she belonged here in the Big Apple.

Could Demona be right about the modern people? But Elisa enjoyed her kinds company, as did Matt and Goliath had mentioned that the Japanese coexisted with their stone allies.

"But they're more open and excepting to our world." she commented to herself.

And what would she tell the others? Should she tell the others?

She spread her large wings and took off. She needed to get away from this place, at least for a month's time. And what of Celia? The damn fairy could always see right through her. Would she be able to sense her distress?

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Demona landed on the castle's stone flooring not knowing if she should be pleased with herself or disgusted. The sound of wings reached her ears and she looked up at one of the castle towers. She instantly felt her heart flutter a little as the large form of Goliath came into view. He was joined by the little one, Lexington, and her other daughter, Angela.

'She looks so much like her father.' she noted seeing them side by side for the first time as they glided off into the night.

"Miss Demona."

She grimaced. She did NOT want to put up with the blonde stiff right now. She turned to face him. As usual he wore no expression. She narrowed her eyes at him. Every alarm bell was set off inside her head at the mere sight of him, yet she didn't know why.

"Yes?"

"Mr. Xanatos wishes that you accompany him in the library when you get the chance."

"And what about yourself?"

"Mr. Xanatos has asked me to work else where this evening. Now I must bid you good evening." he gave her a small bow, turned on his heel and exited just as rigged backed as she was sure he'd entered.

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It was exhilarating. Being free from that stuffy human form. Granted he loved being Owen, but going o' natural suited him best. Puck landed nimbly on a rooftop and stretched out his muscles. His destination; the police station. Well, more precisely, the clock tower. His long white hair flew freely in the wild wind and he felt his heart fluttering just as quickly.

Bianca and Celia.

Four centuries. Four long centuries. How much had they changed? Bianca, in appearance anyway, hadn't changed and he knew Celia wouldn't have either. But…

"Other things could have."

He could still remember the last night he'd seen them… seen her. Oberon was hunting them mercilessly. They'd come up with a plan to get them out of Avalon without detection, but what use were such things when the three sisters know virtually everything? They'd already taken Bianca at the hookup and it wasn't long before they were detained. Oberon had let him go, saying it didn't concern him. But it did. Celia had been the one he'd intended to bond to. But she was in the hands of the Seelie Court and there was nothing he could do about the High King's decision.

"But here we're free. Oberon and Titania are far from here. This may be fun after all." an impish smirk spread over his thin lips as he floated off towards the station.

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