Lexington: Problem?
SS: Brook won't come near me.
Lexington: Duh! You turned him neon blue!
SS: I know that! but if I could get near him I could change him back.
*Brooklyn looks around the corner.*
Brooklyn: Really?
SS: Brook!
*SS runs towards him. Brooklyn dashs away over to Lexington and hides behind him.*
Brooklyn: Save Me!
Lexington: Save you!? Who's going to save me?
SS: I wont hurt you.
Lexingon and Brooklyn: Yeah Right!
*SS flops down in her computer chair and starts to type.*
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The redish light of the sun setting reflected off a stone gargoyle. Her stone skin began to crack and then shatered like glass. She let off a roar that startled the people below. She stepped away from the edge and growled softly to herself.
Strike jumped off the building and found her way to an apperment. Near the fire escape was a black Harley. Strike climbed into an apperment and grabed a navy muscle shirt that went about three inches below the top of her jeans and a pair of blue jeans. She pulled them on when a picture caught her attention.
A happy face of a brick red gargoyle, dressed in a muscle shirt and a jean jacket. He is soaking wet and his white mane was wild. Strike picked up the picture. A smile crossed her face. In the glass Strike could see a figure comeing up behind her.
Strike whiped the picture at the person. She dove over the bed and grabbed her gun. She shot a couple of times and headed for the window. A shot rang out and Strike toppled out the window. She hit the fire escape. The person came to the window.
"Ricky!" She growled between clinched teeth.
"I knew you would come back." He said and chuckled.
Strike saw her way of escape. She grabbed her gun and fired twice missing completly but it gave her time to slide down the steps. As Strike reached the ground she rushed over to the Harley. She didn't have the key but she had started it many times with no key.
Ricky climbed out the window and was standing on the fire escape. He was fireing at her as she got the motorcycle running. Strike tossed her leg over and broke away from his fire. Ricky slamed his fists down on the rail. He cursed lodly and climbed down the escape.
"God Damn it! Demona's going to kill me." He growled.
Strike shook her head, she was starting to feel dizzy. He body hurt like she had been run over by a truck. She pulled to a stop in an alley. She gipped her wounded side tightly.
"Damn!" She growled and ripped the bottom of her shirt off.
Strike made a bandage and wrapped it around her gut. She looked over at the motorcycle, it was lightly covered in blood. She sat back on it. Her mind went back to the picture. A small smile crossed her face. She shook her head and reved the motocycle. Strike fled into the night.
"Brooklyn what are we doing here?" Fatih growled.
Brooklyn looked over at her and sat up. He looked back out over the lake.
"Well you said before that you and your dad came here a lot and I thought you'd like to come back again. I'll make sure it's better then the first time."
Faith looked at him questionly.
"Oh Yeah." She chuckled nervously then added; "Sorry I forgot a second there."
"Ok."
He layed back and Faith moved closer to him.
Above the city Lexington and Felena glide side by side. Felena looked over at her mate and knows something is wrong.
"Lex what's the matter?"
"Have you noticed anything strange about Faith?"
"Not really, why?"
"Well I have and I think Brooklyn has."
"Like what?"
"Well she never talks about what happened over the month she was gone."
"Maybe she dosen't want to because it's to painfull."
"Yeah well what about her not remembering what she told us?"
"Well that's normal."
"What about her calling Brook, Brooklyn?"
"Maybe she's grown up?"
"Well how do you explain Bronx? Everytime she comes near him he gets all defensive."
"I can't explain that one?"
They contuined their nightly glide in quite.
On the ground Strike growled slightly to herself. She had stopped at Bronx park, to look at the lake. Brooklyn and Faith were just leaving when she had gotten there.
"How could Brooklyn not notice!?" She growled looking into the lake.
She had been sitting there fuming over them for a long time. A scream made her jump to her feet. Strike dashed towards the scream. Her gun was locked on her bike so she only had her talons. She bust through the bushes and stopped dead. She was looking at a man holding a gun to a woman.
"Drop it!" Strike yelled and tackled the man.
"Cut! What the hell's going on?!" Someone shouted.
Strike looked up to see a camera and a hell of a lot of people.
"What is with that suit?! Dose it enhace you strength or something?!" The man pined under Strike asked.
Strike cursed softly and jumpped up. Her tail whiped around and sweat ran down her face. It was visiable that she wasn't in a suit. The woman that had screamed befor her eyes widened and she let off a high pitch scream. Strike covered her ears and ran for the lake. Strike sat down on the ground close to the lake craddleing her pounding head. The sun rised slowly behind her.
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Brooklyn(still blue): Where's Shadow?
Lexington: She's over there at the computer. I wouldn't go near her she has been crying that you won't talk to her or come near her.
*Brooklyn looks over at her. She had her head sitting on her hands, looking blankly at the screen. Brooklyn walked over to her.*
Brooklyn: Shadow?
*She whiped around. Her eyes full of supprise.*
SS: Broolyn I'm so sorry! Please don't be mad. I was in a bad mood please forgive me!
*She dropped to her knees and hooked her arms around his legs. She looked up eyes full of tears.*
Brooklyn: It's ok I'm not mad anymore.
*He patted her lightly on the head. She smiled and jumped up.*
SS: Thanks!
Brooklyn: Now if you could...
*Shadow pulled him close and locked him in a kiss. Lexington looked on in shock. His mouth hung open. Shadow let Brooklyn go. She was bright red in the cheaks. Brooklyn was redder then normal.*
Brooklyn: What was that...?
SS: I had to have an excuse, didn't I?
*Faith sat down at her computer and strted to type. Lexington was busting up laughing and Brooklyn had slumped to the floor. He had lost his balance from supprise.*
SS: I always wanted to do that. P.S What to you think of the chapter.