"Titanic: Gargoyles Style"
by Lisette: Lisette_1@lycos.com

Legalese: Nothing here is of my own creation. The characters from Gargoyles belong to Buena Vista and Disney. The characters from Titanic, the script of the movie, including a lot of the lines and descriptions, belong to James Cameron. In no way will a profit be made from this.

Rating: PG-13 due to language and content

First Class Smoking Room

Sighing, MacBeth entered through the ornate doors, a cloud of smoke instantly billowing around him. Gagging, he moved forward to the table where he knew he would find his boss, all the while wondering why she would sit in such filth when there was so much clean air to be found just outside the doors. Of course, the reason was obvious: to brag about Nightstone and to try to weasel trade secrets out of her companions. Then again, what else would be new about Demona? "None of the stewards have seen him," he muttered quietly as he finally reached his mistress, bending low so that only she would hear his words.

Instantly, Demona felt her eyes burn a deep red. "This is ridiculous, MacBeth," she hissed, trying to keep her voice low. "We are on a ship -- he must be somewhere! Find him!"

Bridge

Sighing, Broadway leaned against the window and stared out into the dark night. This was not a good night to be traveling in such a large ship, let alone at such high speeds. Still, he knew better than to try and counter his captain's orders. Flexing his wings, Broadway tried to work out the kinks that had developed from his lack of gliding. "I don't think that I've ever seen such a flat calm," he said quietly, looking over to his captain.

Nodding her head, Chavez quickly massaged her temples. "Yes... like a mill pond," she said, looking over at her blue companion. "Not a breath of wind."

"It will make the ice burgs harder to see, with no breaking water at the base," Broadway said quietly, hoping that his Captain would agree and do the sensible thing: slow the ship down. Deep down, he knew that Mr. Jon Canmore was responsible for the captain increasing the speed as she had. He had bullied the woman into it with promise of glory. Shaking his head, Broadway knew that there would come no glory from disaster.

"Mmmm," was Chavez's only response. "Well, I'm off. Maintain speed and heading, Broadway," she ordered as she began heading towards one of the many doors that would lead off of the bridge.

"Yes ma'am," Broadway said quickly, trying to hide his disappointment.

"And wake me, of course, if anything becomes in the slightest degree doubtful," she called out, almost as in afterthought.

Sighing, Broadway chose to not even respond to that one. After all, to his trained eye, things looked doubtful right now.

Goliath's Suite

Smiling softly, Goliath quickly finished the note that he had written and then placed that, the Phoenix Gate, and Elisa's holster and gun into the safe. Closing it quickly, Goliath spun the lock and then turned towards the promenade where Elisa waited. "Well, are you-"

His words were cut short when Goliath heard a key turning in the lock in the next room. Meeting Elisa's panicked eyes, Goliath quickly reached forward and grabbed Elisa's hand. Hurrying, the two rushed into Goliath's suite, closing the door firmly behind them. "But my gun!" Elisa protested quietly as they heard MacBeth's voice call out.

"Goliath? Are you here?"

Knowing instantly who was speaking, Goliath motioned for Elisa to be quiet as they slipped out the other remaining door and into the hallway beyond. But even as the door clicked shut behind Goliath, he knew that the manservant had heard. Turning, he grabbed Elisa's hand and began dragging her down the hallway towards the B-deck foyer.

Laughing, Elisa tried making her companion slow down when she heard a door slam shut behind her. Curious, she turned quickly and was shocked to see MacBeth's cold eyes trained on them. "Come on!" she cried out quickly as she jumped into the lead and began pulling Goliath behind her. A quick look back confirmed that the manservant was hot on their tail. Turning, Elisa saw that she had no idea where they were.

Noticing this, Goliath retook his leadership position and pulled Elisa towards one of the elevators that lined the wall before them. Jumping inside, he quickly reached forward and pulled the gate shut before turning to the young operator who stood before them. "Take us down. Hurry!" Goliath cried out, his voice on the brink of a roar.

Surprised, the man quickly pushed the switch and the elevator slowly began its descent. Looking up, Goliath watched at MacBeth finally reached the gate and slammed his hands against the bars, seeing his prey escaping.

Laughing, Elisa waved up at the man above them, a smirk on her face. Then, before she even realized what she was doing, she quickly lifted her hand and flipped the man off.

Shaking his head, Goliath shared in her laughter. A moment later, the elevator came to a stop. Laughing, Goliath quickly reached forward and opened the metal bar. Grabbing Elisa's hands, they quickly ran through and into the deserted e-deck foyer beyond. Turning, he saw a set of stairs that were labeled F-Deck. Knowing that there was no place else to go, Elisa and Goliath darted forward together and hurried down the stairs. Laughing, they then ducked behind a door and stopped to catch their breaths.

Grinning, Elisa slowly turned to face her companion, who was also out of breath. "What was this guy, a cop?" she asked, her voice light as she looked back through the way they had come.

"I believe so," Goliath answered, completely catching Elisa by surprise. She had been joking!

Shaking her head, she looked once more to where they had come from and froze on the spot, for she was looking into the icy blue eyes of the man that was pursuing them. "Run!" she yelled, the smile still evident on her face as she grabbed Goliath's hand once more and ran down the deserted hall. Trying to evade him, they quickly turned a corner as one... and were faced with a dead end.

"Now what?" Goliath asked, trying to catch his breath.

Biting her lip, Elisa turned and was about to head back out when a door, nearly hidden in the wall, caught her attention. Paying no heed to the 'CREW ONLY' sign that was prominently displayed, she quickly threw open the door and pulled Goliath within. Instantly, the couple were nearly knocked off of their feet by the loud roaring of the machinery found within the room. Laughing, Elisa turned and watched as Goliath quickly threw the dead bolt. And not a moment to soon, for seconds later, MacBeth, or so they assumed, began to beat the door from the opposite side.

"Once again, now what?" Goliath yelled, trying to be heard over the din of the machinery.

"The ladder?" Elisa asked, her smile contagious once more as Goliath stared into her twinkling eyes.

"Ladies first," he said, nodding towards the gaping hole in the floor.

Laughing, Elisa quickly started down the ladder and was amazed to see that they were now in the boiler rooms! Everywhere she looked she saw grimy men and women slaving away to feed the gigantic boilers, fire brimming out at each opening and sweat glistening everywhere. It was as though they had entered a furnace itself, the heat overpowering her. A second later, she felt Goliath's reassuring presence at her back.

"Where are we?" he murmured, never before seeing a sight like this. If there was such a place as hell, he would imagine that it resembled this place to some degree.

"The boiler rooms!" Elisa yelled, trying to be heard over the roar of the fires. "Come on!" she said as she turned and began running down the length of the room, Goliath following close behind. As the heat seared his skin, he made sure to keep his wings cloaked firmly around him.

Suddenly, they came to another door that marked the end of the room. All caution being abandoned, Goliath reached forward and shoved the door open, ushering Elisa in before him as he closed the door behind. Instantly, the change in temperature became apparent as Elisa pulled the red jacket closer against her skin. Goliath, however, could barely note the change in temperature, his thick skin protection against such inconveniences. Stepping forward, he stretched his arm out and rested it gently around her shoulders, pulling her close.

Noting this, Elisa turned and smiled up at him. Then, as a pair, the two slowly moved into the large room. From the number of boxes and crates that were stacked to the ceiling, it was fairly easy to deduce that they were in one of the many cargo holds. Fearlessly, they stepped further into the room, exploring its depths. But then Elisa felt Goliath pause beside her. Concerned, she turned and stared up into his onyx eyes. The fiery look within caused her heart to pause. "Goliath..." she began, her voice soft.

Instantly, Goliath raised a single lavender finger and gently placed it against her warm lips. Turning, he stood before her and looked down at her beauty. Then, very gently, he extended his wings before wrapping them protectively around them. In the darkness of their folds, he dipped his head and searched for her lips in the darkness. Immediately, his search was answered by her own hungry kiss.

Reaching up, Elisa trailed her hands, like soft butterfly wings, along the broad expanse of his chest before finally resting around his neck. Sighing into the kiss, she felt Goliath wrap his arms tightly around her. In that moment, she knew that her heart had been lost to this giant forever. She was his.

Boiler Room Six

Shaking his head, Jason Canmore tried to be heard over the roaring of the fires around him. "Did you see where they went?" he asked of a large, burly man that was busy feeding coal into the pits of fire.

"Ya, thatta way," he growled as he tried to concentrate on his work, barely pausing long enough to point in the direction of the cargo bay.

"Yeah, thanks schmuck," Dracon muttered under his breath as he and Jason began weaving their way towards the indicated room.

Demona's Suite

Hissing in anger, Demona reread the note that she had clutched so firmly in her blue hand: My Angel of the Night, now you can keep us BOTH locked in your safe, Goliath. Growling, her eyes that deadly red, Demona looked once more at the Phoenix Gate and the unfamiliar gun and holster that lay within the safe. Grabbing the gun, she was just about to smash it in her hands when she paused and turned to her manservant. "I have a better idea," she murmured, the glow departing from her eyes instantly, her voice civil.

For some reason, MacBeth found that change all the more disturbing.

Cargo Hold

Sighing, Jason and Dracon slowly moved throughout the large hold. They knew that the two had to be in there somewhere. It was just a matter of finding out where. Shaking his head, Jason knew that it was going to be a long night.

Forward Well Deck

Laughing, Elisa quickly slipped into the dark night. Right away, the cold air became apparent to her as she once more pulled the jacket tight against her. A few seconds later, Goliath followed her out, closing the door firmly behind him. Shaking her head, Elisa stepped into his warm arms. "That was close," she murmured, snuggling her head against his broad chest.

Smiling at the feeling, Goliath knew that the time had come. Very gently he reached one taloned hand down and tilted Elisa's head up towards him. "Elisa... when this ship docks.. I'm getting off with you," he said, his low voice going straight to her heart.

Shaking her head, Elisa stared up into Goliath's dark eyes. She couldn't believe what she had heard.. surely she had heard wrong. But as she looked into those dark eyes, she saw the truth revealed there. "This is crazy," she whispered, shaking her head as a large smile pulled up the corners of her red lips.

Breaking into a sudden smile, Goliath nodded his head in agreement. "I know. It doesn't make any sense -- but that's why I trust it so much."

For some reason, once more his words spoke to her heart. Leaning forward, Elisa reached up and pulled Goliath's mouth down to hers. As their lips met, Elisa knew the truth.