It was another week before Roe agreed to go flying on a patrol. Not fight, just fly. Both Angela's and Lexington's begging finally persuaded him to go through with it. Aside from Alexander, Lexington and Angela were the youngest in the clan. So a few pouts and puppy eyes got Roe agreeing almost instantly. Roe consulted with the doctor and was told it'd be a good idea to work his muscles out, as long as he was careful. Roe had just nodded and left, flexing the muscles in his back to stretch them out. On the way to the main courtyard, he met up with Fox, who had been heading in the same direction, was carrying baby Alex. She smiled when Roe caught up to her, and he smiled back happily.
"Good evening Roe. So, I heard Angela and Lexington finally persuaded you to go flying with them on patrol." Fox said, she smiled down at Alex when he cooed at hearing the gargoyles names.
"Yes, those two are very good, with, um, the puppy eyes. May I hold Alex again?" Roe asked, hoping to hold the sweet little baby again. Fox nodded and handed the little red head over. The little boy gurgled and settled on looking over Roe's shoulder. Both adults walked to the courtyard together, talking about this and that. Fox even convinced the young sentinel mother to let her play with his long hair. And buy air pieces for it. Half way through the walk, Roe handed Alex back over to his mother. When they got to the courtyard, the others were waiting. Angela and Lex had asked Goliath before hand to take Roe out with them. He'd had agreed If slightly reluctantly. Hudson had told him that Roe needed to be safe in their rookery, their none existing rookery. Hudson had been assured by both Angela and Lexington that they'd take care of Roe. The old worrier still worried about their sentinel mother. Hudson and Goliath's conversation on safety is what Fox and Roe had walked in on.
"Goliath, Roe needs to have another guard. It will bring bad luck to the clan if he's harmed," Hudson said shifting on his feet. Roe's ears twitched as he listened in.
"Hudson, Angela and Lexington are excellent worriers and will protect him just fine. Bad luck will not befall on the clan more then its already have, besides, if your that worried, they'll bring a communicator with them. Since when did you believe in luck anyway?" Goliath said raising an eyebrow ridge in curiosity. Hudson huffed and crossed his arms before answering.
"I just want to make sure his safe. Just like I want all of our clan safe, especially since H.A.M is still out there," Hudson said, almost pouting.
"And I'll be fine, elder, I promise," Roe finally spoke, startling them. Lexington brightened considerable and shot over to his dear friend.
"Ready to go Roe?" Lex asked excitedly. His scientific curiosity was pulsing to the surface to see if Roe could actually fly. Roe smiled back at him.
"Yes, Lexie, I am" Roe replied, actually starting to get a little excited.
"You're still bringing a communicator," Elisa said, handing over said device to Lex. Roe only had a faint idea what they were, and how they worked. He did know it helped to talk to each other in sever crisis situations.
"Of course Eli," Roe replied, nodding. Elisa nodded back, then she went over to Goliath to talk to him before she went to work. Elisa had somehow gotten an extra communicator, which as a needed venture. With that, the assigned patrol groups were off. Roe was the only one whose head was whipping around in curious wonder as they looked for trouble. Moments later, they heard a scream and went to investigate. It was a young women getting mugged. Roe stayed on the roof while Lexington and Angela dealt with the creep. The women was frightened, but thankful for the help. She stuttered out a thanks before running off to call police. The two young gargoyles smiled and climbed up the fire escape routs provided. When the got back to the roof, they saw Roe staring at a shadowed corner across the roof.
"Roe, who are you staring at," Lex asked, looking around himself.
"Angie's mother," Roe replied calmly, head tilting.
"Mother?" Angela asked looking at the shadows herself. Sure enough Demona stepped out of shadows with a laser gun and a sneer on her face.
"Well, look who has a good set of eyes." Demona snarled out.
"No, just a good sense of smell," Roe replied, head tilting to the left this time. The read head hissed loudly, then stopped, turning to Angela.
"Please my daughter, come with me, I'll take care of you more then they ever could." Demona's face softened, if only lightly. Lex snarled at her in his own rage.
"She said no Demona, get over it," Lex snapped. Demona snarled back at him.
"This isn't about you, you little cretin," Demona growled out, she turned back to Angela, a pleading look on her face. Angela looked torn, and Roe looked curious. The young sentinel mother saw Demona's love for Angela in her eyes. Saw the want to be with the girl, to take care of her.
"Lexington's right mother. Why cant you try to be on the side of good for once?" Angela asked, her voice was weary.
"Because humans are monsters Angela, that's all they know how to be," Demona replied back, eyes narrowing.
"Gargoyles can be just as bad, Miss Demona. Just as monstrous if the situation calls for it," Roe said, finally speaking up. Demona glared at him and cocked her gun.
"I'd wouldn't hurt them if I were you. If you do, I just might pump you full of my poison." Roe said, calmly. He didn't really like violence, hated it in fact, it terrified him, which is why he never fought. But, when the time came for it, he would use his poison. The time was calling for it.
"Silly little fool, nothing can kill me, I'm immortal," Demona snarled, charging her gun. Roe shook his head, in a way she took for mockery. She let out a roar and shot the gun. The group scattered, but Lexington got hit in the lower part of his left wing. The webbed wing gargoyle let out a howl of pain and Demona laughed. Her laughter was cut short as three prong like shafts pierced her chest, surrounding her heart. It took mere seconds for Demona to fall to her knees, pain causing her to fall onto her back. She watched as the prongs left her chest, her eyes met Roe's. He was standing over her with a snarl of his own.
"How dare you attack one of the young in the clan," Roe snarled out. He crouched down, teeth flashing.
"I'm i-mortal," Demona gasped out, body shuddering, and eyes rolling.
"No, you're not. Not a true one anyway. Unless you're a pure blooded fey, you're not immortal. You'll die in ten minutes, make your last wishes." Roe stood up. The red head looked flabbergasted, as did the other two. Pain cursed through the aged female worrier and she gasped in pain.
"Why is she in pain?" Lex asked, actually worried.
"Acid," Roe replied.
"Do you have a cure?" Angela asked, panic seeping in. She didn't get along with her mother, but she didn't want her to die.
"Yes," Roe responded.
"Help her pleases," Angela begged out. Roe looked at her, his head titled.
"She hurt Lexie," Roe replied.
"Please," Angela said, shaking. Roe sighed.
"Fine," Roe replied and walked back over to the suffering Demona, who'd been dying for about five minutes now. He crouched back down, and got real quite so the other two wouldn't hear him.
"Now listen closely your daughter has requested that you live. Remember this, remember that it is by the grace of her that you will survive this. Never forget that her kindness is giving you a second chance. Don't you dare fucking waist it," Roe then proceeded to pump the antidote into Demona's pain filled body. The trio left before she recovered enough to do anything more. For the first time in her life, Demona let her grief fill her, and she curled up on her self, sobbing.