I don't own Gargoyles or any of its characters, but I do own Creature/Adrienne and the new enemy.
Italics is for a different language, or someone on the other end of the phone.
Underline is for translations, which will also be in (parentheses)
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Elisa Maza, a New York cop, made her way into the old French church. The large crowd of people had left hours ago to go back to explore more of the country, leaving those few loyal church-goers to pray. Elisa had been given a vacation for all her hard work on the force, leaving the gargoyles by themselves for the week.
She stepped up to the front of the small church and looked at the beautiful carvings in its tall pillars. She turned around to look at the paintings on the church's curved ceiling. Beautiful angels caressed children, and cherubs played together in the clouds. At the entrance to the church, two stone figures stood. One Elisa knew immediately as an angel, but the other looked slightly different. Far different, but in a more subtle way.
As the sun began to hide itself behind the horizon, the last few church-goers left the building, heading for home, Elisa supposed. Had candles not already been lit, the church would have gone completely dark without the sun's light shining into it. The dim light from the numerous candles made the church look even more stunning as Elisa's gaze was slowly sent back to the front toward the altar.
Elisa's trance was broken from the church when she heard a cracking sound near the entrance of the church. She turned to it to find the second statue cracking.
"What?!" She whispered in disbelief.
The statue burst open, the figure inside it gasping to life, its wings bursting forth from their stone prison. The figure glanced around frantically, her breathing becoming shallow and quick.
The figure rushed around the church trying to find the way out, yelling in French at the top of her lungs. She was also trying to keep away from Elisa, who just happened to make her way toward the entrance when the figure began running.
"Wait! Calm down! I can't understand what you're saying!" Elisa yelled, trying to get the figure to stop rushing about.
The creature in question, who did not calm down in the slightest, continued to run around trying to keep away from Elisa. Its large pale green wings were spread wide in what Elisa could only imagine was fear, since there was no wind in the enclosed space for her to use to take off. It wore a white, linen robe like those worn in the old days. The linen, being what it is, was so thin, the creature's pale green skin seemed even paler behind it. It would have been considered odd for a male of it's kind to wear something that did not accentuate the torso were it not for the fact the creature was female, no doubt from the bulges showing well from her chest. Her deep red hair was not so contained as her body, for it flew as it pleased behind her, often getting in her eyes the few times she would stop just to find a new direction to run in. She, at times, clawed her way up the wall, leaving large holes where she dug her claws in.
Elisa didn't know how she would stop the poor woman. She knew that if she were to frighten her too badly, the creature would eventually strike her. So, she did the only thing she could think of…
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