MacBeth Enters the Mix (September)

Goliath now could breath a little better. Once the decision was made for his future wife to move into the castle and she finally fell to defeat about it, it didn't take long to get everything set up in the castle. There was even some help from some of her fellow officers. Goliath didn't want to bring much, but he soon learnt Elisa had many memorabilia and furniture that was in the family for a while so he had no choice but to bring it.

When Xanatos officially heard the news Detective Maza was going to move into the castle, he quickly made arrangements to have one wing of the castle for her. He knew she didn't like him much from what he did to her brother, but he was sure in time things would change for everyone. He had begun to do research to undo the damages he had to done to Derek Maza and he was confident that he would be able to find a cure. There was actually a cure before buy Savarios destroyed it once it saw what the effects would be.

Once everything was moved in, Captain Chevaz, gave Elisa another day off to settle into her new home. Elisa did not like the special treatment she was getting but she could not argue with anyone. With what happened at her apartment, she began to feel nervous herself. Someone was after her and she couldn't figure out what sort of enemies she would have that would go and do such a thing.

It wasn't in the Quarrymen's nature to vandalize her home. If they had been the ones to do it, they would have done more than wrote graffiti on her walls. They would have destroyed her furniture and probably even killed her cat.

Elisa was resting on her sofa with Cadney on her lap. She couldn't help but admire the castle walls that once belonged to Princess Katherine. She had wondered what room would this have been. It was a fairly large room, large enough to give her an apartment size kitchen and living room all in one. Elisa wanted her own kitchen so she could cook when she wanted to. Xanatos bent to her will at anything she wanted. She wasn't sure what she liked better, Xanatos as the enemy or Xanatos as an ally.

"Hey Elisa," Broadway said as he walked into the room. "I hope I'm not intruding."

"Not at all," she answered with a smile. "Just because I'm here now, doesn't mean you have to knock to visit. The only room I ask you not to enter is my bedroom."

Broadway held up his hands. "I would never want to go in there unless you asked me to and even then I probably would not want to be in there."

Elisa chuckled. "What's on your mind?"

"Oh," he said. "I was just wondering how you're settling in. I know you have tonight off and it's bugging you."

Elisa sighed. "For everyday I'm not on duty, that is one more day that a criminal is on the street creating all sorts of havoc. You guys are a big help but not even you guys are able to get every criminal."

"And neither are you," Broadway offered. "Elisa you are only one person. And as much as sometimes you want to help everyone, you can't. You can't very well protect the people of this city, if you are really hurt or dead."

Elisa smiled again. "What happened to the Broadway I once knew when you first woke up?"

"The naïve Broadway left," Broadway said. "When you got hurt, which was my fault and as the time went on, it continued to leave. And now I just have concern for the clan's future. You will be the first human to marry a Gargoyle and that itself is going to be tough."

"I know what you mean," Elisa agreed. "With the Quarrymen and now whoever is after me …I can understand why Goliath doesn't want to take any chances. But I still had to protest in living here."

Broadway smiled as he sat down beside his human friend. "Let's put it this way, at least you don't have to come here to see us wake up anymore. Because you're already here."

Elisa couldn't help but laugh. "Oh Broadway, sometimes you know the right things to say to cheer me up."

Lexington came rushing through Elisa's living room door. "Quick you guys come to the court yard!"

"What's up Lex?" Broadway asked.

"MacBeth. He's here for some reason."

Elisa picked up her cat and laid him on the sofa, before running out with her small green Gargoyle friend. Broadway was quick on her heals. When the three arrived in the castle courtyard, they witnessed MacBeth make his final touchdown. Goliath looked ready to attack in case the man was here for a fight.

The old man looked the lead Gargoyle. "I am unarmed," he stated.

"What brings you here then?" Goliath demanded.

"I wish to speak with you and the Detective."

Elisa stepped forward and placed an arm on her future husband's. "Goliath. He hasn't tried anything since that day Demona tricked him."

Goliath backed down from his fighting stance. "I suppose if we have given Xanatos another chance, MacBeth deserves another as well. The weird sisters have tricked him for many centuries. As was Demona."

Elisa walked away from her fiancé and to the old former King of Scotland. "It's nice to see you again," she said.

"Like wise," he answered. "I hear congratulations are in order for you two as well. May your marriage be blessed with happiness like mine was."

"Thank you." Elisa ushered him into the castle where they stood in the once great banquet hall of the castle.

"The place still looks the same from the last time I was here," he stated when he looked around the room. "I bet this was once the banquet hall."

"It was," Goliath stated. "So what brings you here to speak with us?"

"Not one for pleasantries, I see," he smirked. "Don't blame you. The many times I targeted your Gargoyles to get to Demona and all this time she was not even your ally to begin with. Though she was part of your clan."

"That she was and is slowing becoming again, which slightly bugs me."

"The love a child will make a parent do things you never knew was possible," MacBeth admitted. "I once did it, but I had no idea it was trap them. My son fell victim to the Weird Sisters magic."

"So did Demona," Goliath admitted.

"I came here to offer my services."

"Your services?"

"There is some strange work going here in New York. And it's not going to be good for any of the Gargoyles if it's allowed to rain its terror. Since learning that my life has all been a set up because of magic, I began to try and get back to my roots and do some good like I once did. I would like to find out who or what is after the Gargoyle clan and you Detective Maza."

"What do you mean?" Elisa asked.

"I know about your vandalizisum in your apartment." He saw Goliath and Elisa gasp. There were no news reports of the incident in the media. "Come now Detective. I have been around for nearly 1000 years. I have come to learn how people can work and I do have my sources."

Goliath cleared his throat. "I had no idea that you've been alive for that long. That must have been tough for you, seeing your family live and die."

MacBeth lowered his head. "I never got to see my son have any children. He was killed during the siege of my castle when I had my legit death. My wife was spared and she died of old age giving her loyalty to the crown of my cousin. She never once told anyone that I was alive and my survival died with her. I stayed with her as best as I could until then. When I fled from Scotland to pursue my revenge."

"But it never came," Elisa said with sympathy. "But what has changed your mind now?"

"I have learnt that life is precious no matter way ugly it can get. And Detective believe me when I tell you, the murders and rapes that is out there today is nothing compared to what I had endured in my life time. People did things with no remorse and always got away with it. Very few 'victims' ever got their justice as they do now. The times I grew up in were brutal and frankly I'm quite glad it's over. Science has replaced magic and people no longer die of simple illnesses like lack of food or cleanliness.

"So I might as well fight for the world my descendents would have grown up to if they were given the chance. If I wasn't so stupid as to fall for a magic trick."

"MacBeth," Goliath spoke with calmness. "I understand how you feel but you must realize, what has happened was always meant to be, you being tricked or even my clan being nearly massacred. The Weird Sisters had told me, when on Avalon, that the Archmage, an enemy of mine, had came up with a scheme to defeat me before you were even born. Which would mean the set of events that took place of your birth until now was already set in stone."

"I see," MacBeth said as we walked over to the old large fireplace. "You would know more about the trip on Avalon as I was under a magic spell and apparently I nearly destroyed your surviving race."

"Yes, but you didn't. We were able to stop you before the Archmage was able implement his full plan. You even got to meet, though in bad terms, the Princess of this Castle, Princess Katherine."

"Princess Katherine? The Princess of Castle Wyvern. Her father was known as good Prince Malcolm and her father was King Kenneth."

"Yes," Elisa said. "How do you know this?"

"King Kenneth was my Great Grandfather."

"Great Grandfather?" Goliath gasped. "That would mean …"

"Princess Katherine is related to MacBeth. But how is that possible? We were told her Uncle's castle was taken over by an evil man who was once the Captain of the Guards."

"King Constantine," MacBeth said. "He made my Grandfather flee the Castle. But some years later, My Grandfather was able to take back the crown, but his eldest son, my cousin, became King. And they left the Castle to build a new one. My father remained at old King Kenneth's Castle, which was where I became King, but then the castle was completely destroyed during the siege."

"Goliath. Princess Katherine would love to meet a cousin of hers," Elisa said.

"How is that possible?" MacBeth asked. "She's … dead … She's on Avalon!"

"Yes, she is," Goliath admitted. "On Avalon, time travels different there. For one day in the real world, our world, only one hour goes by there. To Princess Katherine, only about fifty years have gone by since her siege where my clan was nearly massacred. But she knows it's been a 1000 years and she has been here."

"Amazing," the old former King said. "I would love to meet her sometime. I'm sure she would love to know that her family had throne once again for a time, at least."

"I'm sure she would like that," Elisa agreed. "So you want to helps us?" She wanted to bring the subject back at hand as that was his reason for coming."

"Yes. I have already been doing some digging into what and who is leading the Quarrymen. It is someone new this time that I know. And this person is more of an anti-gargoyle terrorist than the original Quarrymen leader."

"That was John Castaway, formally known as John Canmore. When the Gargoyles were officially discovered, The Hunter was hunting us down. There were three of them, siblings by the name of Canmore. Two of the siblings realized that not all Gargoyles are evil but John didn't want to listen and he fled the scene."

"I heard about that. Shortly after you were discovered. I tried, on your behalf; defend your kind on Night Watch. People should be given an opinion not one side of the story. And you Gargoyles are great for this city. Even if I didn't see it quick enough at the time."

Elisa placed a hand on his arm. "MacBeth, we all have done some terrible mistakes in the past. We are now here able to make amends for those mistakes and move on. We will never forget them, but we can't them allow them to run our lives. Xanatos took my brother away from me and now look, I am now living in this Castle because of recent events. I will never trust Xanatos, but I do trust him enough to protect the Gargoyles and he has done one heck of a good job."

For a couple more hours, the three stayed up and discussed plans of the future and of course gave him an official invite to their wedding when they would have it. MacBeth happily accepted. Soon enough it was time for MacBeth to leave for his little mansion. He had bid his friends farewell and told them that he would keep on the look out.

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Author's Notes: A short chapter I know, I don't often do short chapters anymore, but I wanted to get something in to let you know all know that I haven't forgotten.