TJC 4:1 "Sister Dear"

BY: Nicky Dee

AUTHOR'S NOTE:
This story focuses on the introduction to my latest fan fictional character, Ebony's half-sister Hemera! Read on to find out more about Ebony's strange Fay background and how where exsactly she comes from!

DISCLAIMOR:
Ebony, Egor, Rita and Enrique Sanchez, Hemera, Juno and Pan are all MY original characters. You may not use them without my permission. If you do want to use them then ask me first. The rest of the characters are the property of Buena Vista and Disney. I used them solely for entertainment purposes so you can't sue me. I'm poor anyway, so why bother?

Two Weeks after "A Gargoyles Christmas"

Castle Wyvern, New York City, 9:47 pm

It was early January in New York City, and despite below zero temperatures and ice-cold winds, the city was bustling, everyone's mother, aunt, sister and grandmother in the stores hoping to get their last-minute holiday shopping finished before the New Year's sale came to an end. It was a happy time also for the gargoyles, having found that most prowlers prefer to stay home lately, due to the chilly weather. So they stayed in the castle, above the city, enjoying a well-deserved rest. And there, far above the bubbly crowds of tourists and locals, a certain young crossbreed was getting her first real holiday cheer. To sum it up in one word; Eggnog.

Screaming on the top of her lungs, Ebony came charging down the hallway that passed the sleeping apartments, hearing a very upset Brooklyn charging after her. Ebony, her ash-gray face flushed due to the sweet confectionary, glanced back, her sky-blue eyes dancing and far too marry. Brooklyn however was having a fit, his eyes glowing white.

"EBONY! You come back here! That's MY bottle of Eggnog, dammit!" Brooklyn roared, thundering after the younger gargess, spittle flying from his fangs, his talons leaving gauges onto the antique stone floor. Normally "Red", as everyone now affectionately called him, would not be so close to a temper tantrum, especially with Ebony whom he had taken too since they both shared the same love for merriment and rambunctious fun. But this time Ebony had gone to far. Alcohol can tend to do that.

Ebony laughed and easily dodged to a side passageway, the bottle of half-finished eggnog still in her hand, she being the reason it was half-finished. "Nots anymore Redth." Ebony shrieked, her words already slurred. "I saws it first! Thish is MY bottle!"

Brooklyn roared and pushed himself forward, the two zooming past a befuddled Broadway and Angela, who both hastily moved out of their way to avoid being trampled. While Broadway looked both annoyed and confused, Angela watched Brooklyn disappear down the hall with a heady glint in her eyes. Seeing her warm grin made Broadway glower in disgust. "There are times that he can be so ridiculous! I'll never understand what you see in him." Broadway said, glaring at Angela sourly. "Look at him! He's second in command and yet he is chasing Ebony like some stupid hatchling."

Angela smiled, seeing past Broadway's dourness and detecting the heated jealously. Flipping her braid of dark-brown hair back and putting her hands on her ample hips, Angela gave Broadway a look that was quite reminiscent to Demona, arching her chest in just the perfect angle, causing his eyes to boggle. "That maybe, but he sure does make up for it in other ways," Angela said with a torrid wink. "and what's it to you anyway? Since when do you care."

Broadway blushed deep green and looked to the floor, not wanting to meet that teasing gaze. Dammit! Angela always knew how to get to him! "Never mind... It's nuthin'." Broadway muttered and turned around, not wanting to let Angela see his reaction, or see the pity in her eyes. Whether he liked it or not, Angela had made her choice. One down, two to go. But why couldn't it be him?, Broadway asked himself as he made his way gloomily to the south tower, having been ordered to keep watch by Hudson earlier, distantly hearing Ebony's squealing turn into angry shouts... Brooklyn must have finally caught up with her...

Dammit! He was male too! And a lot more sensitive then Brooklyn! True, Brooklyn was a tad bit more mature (and for some reason a lot more sexually experienced!), why would Angela want that. Why wouldn't she like him anymore. She had before, for a while, after that magical mix-up with Coldstone and Coldfire. But Broadway knew the answer to that one. His physique. Staring down at his large, Santa pouch Broadway grimaced in self-loathing. He had always been chubby, even when a hatchling, but so what? Hudson had always been a little round around the edges and he always had offers! Full of melancholy and heart-broken, Broadways made his way to the south tower, pausing to grab a jacket and some mittens, alone.

MEANWHILE...

In the meantime, Egor was having a ball calling bets to see who would win the fist fight between Brooklyn and Ebony, Lexington insisting that she would, in the end, backed out. The two young gargoyles were furious with each other, and were now screaming at each other on the top of their lungs, their faces just inches away from each other. Ebony's hair was dripping wet and her skin sticky and reeking of eggnog, which had spilled all over, and Brooklyn was nursing bruised knees, having just recovered from tripping over a lamps extension cord and crashing head long into Ebony... causing her to spill his eggnog...

Just as Egor and Lexington were about to bet their last bit of Christmas money and Brooklyn was just about to raise a fist while Ebony was warming up a nice hurricane spell, Goliath, Hudson, Elisa, Xanatos and Owen came rushing in, their faces avid (well, except for Xanatos and Owen, who both looked amused). "What the hell is going on here?!" Goliath roared, pulling the two away from each other before all hell broke loose.

"That fairy bitch stole my hundred dollar bottle of European eggnog and guzzled half of it down! Then, after ordering her several times to give it back, she flipped me off and just ran off, making me chase her!" Brooklyn hollered, huffing and puffing while leaning against a table, massaging his tender knee. "So I did! I chased her all over the castle to here, where I tripped and..."

"And tackled me!" Ebony interrupted, her eyes glowing blue and a bloody nose evident from the crash. "He just tackled to the ground me like some stupid lunatic, busting up my nose and damn near busting my fangs! Then he dares to spill the Eggnog all over me! I was going to give it back! He just can't take a..."

"THAT IS QUITE ENOUGH!!!" Elisa roared, making a real good impression of an enraged bear, her usually meek, human voice drowning out all arguments. The two fell silent, glaring furiously at each other. Elisa, sighing and rolled her eyes, turning to Egor and Lexington, raising an eyebrow. "I guess it never occurred to you to break it up, has it?" she asked sarcastically.

Lexington and Egor shared a glance and smiled sheepishly together, the two green gargoyles; one light and small, one dark and huge, having the same thought. "Well, we would have, had it not been Ebony." Lexington confessed, grinning. "She tends not to aim very well when she's throwing thunder bolts... especially when she's pissed."

Elisa forced herself not to roll her eyes again and glanced at Goliath, waiting for his verdict. Goliath huffed up and turned to face the two young gargoyles, towering over them, his eyes steely, his gaze merciless. "You two have greatly disappointed me. Brooklyn, you should know better then to be drawn into such a conflict with Ebony, who is still a hatchling. And Ebony, you are younger then Brooklyn so you should show his some respect and not touch his things. The next time this happens I'm..."

But Goliath's stern tirade was interrupted by a agonizing scream, it's voice belonging to Ebony. Everyone froze when Ebony screamed, her voice full of agony and pain, the young halfing falling to her knees as she clutched her head, hear eyes burning with blue fire. Everyone then gasped out in surprise, for then a gale of hurricane force winds suddenly exploded into the room, somehow intensified with Ebony's screams. Everyone knew what was happening. It was Ebony, the winds a protective magical instinct that would happen whenever Ebony was threatened.

And that was when they all felt it, the horrible ripping sensation, the dizzying feeling that the universe was being ripped in two... "Someone comes!" Ebony cried out, her voice odd, sounding as though there were dozens of Ebony's speaking at the same time, all eerily echoed. "Someone comes! Someone comes from the Isle of Mists, restplace of the Immortal King, home to my Kin! Someone comes from the Isle Avalon!" and with that said Ebony slumped to the floor, the wind gone, the queasy sensation of dimension vertigo gone, all replaced with one sound; Broadway yelling from the south tower.

Owen got to his feet and calmly righted the small lamp that had been turned over, glancing at everyone mystified faces. "I do believe we have company Mr. Xanatos." he declared, sounding as though he were announcing afternoon tea. No one else responded for they were all rushing for the stares, their hearts in their throats, heading for the south tower.

MEANWHILE...

Broadway, who had been thrown back with a sudden explosive wave of magical power, stared at what had just appeared before him, his eyes wide, his mouth hanging open and his body bathed into a cold sweat. Lying there, on the cold, snow-covered, stone floor was two unconscious human beings... and the most beautiful gargoyle female he had ever seen.

All of them wore odd tunics or togas that looked like those that would have been found in a Shakespearean play of some sort, made of a light, silk-like linen of some kind. The gargess, who appeared to be Broadways age, was kneeling, trying to revive the two fallen humans, her wings instinctively going around her shoulders to ward off the cold, then glanced up at Broadway, timid. When he caught a look at her face Broadway felt his breath freeze in his throat. She was absolutely breathtaking! She had flawless creamy-yellow skin, a lone main of wavy blond, near-white hair, and oddly enough a face that seemed to mirror Ebony's. She even had Ebony's large, luminous sky-blue eyes! Her horns resembling a three-horned tiara and a long, tall, lithe body, she was a vision of gargoyle loveliness.

Broadway stumbled to his feet and smiled kindly, instantly smitten. Even if she had the personality of a viper, he would still revere her! "Um, hello. Do you need any help?" Broadway asked, slowly walking forward, holding out a hand to help her to her feet.

The beautiful gargess blinked her brilliant eyes and nodded, smiling and blushing, shy. "Yes, you could kind sir! I plead thee, help me with my fallen companions, who it would seem to have taken the journey not as well as I have!" she begged piteously, bending down to lift up one of the humans, an enchanting specimen of a women in her late thirties, long cascading waves of dark brown hair pooling onto the floor. Broadway did as he was told, reaching for the other human, a young man with brilliant red hair and an elfish face of perfect youth, then glanced up, hearing the rushed footsteps of his clan... they must have heard him yell...

Goliath was the first to arrive, his wings spread out, his body language telling everyone he was ready to charge, ready to protect his clan from any attack, Hudson right behind him with his sword unsheathed. Elisa followed with Xanatos, the two of them armed with large laser rifles. Brooklyn and Lexington came then, followed by Egor who was for some reason carrying a unconscious Ebony in his arms, her vacant gray face pale. What happened to her?! "What happened here?" Goliath roared, staring at the young gargess, "Who are you? I don't recognize you from the Avalon clan."

The golden gargess stared at all of them, her eyes widening when they found Ebony. Then she turned to look up at Goliath, obviously afraid of him, but got to her feet and stood up, bowing slightly, still holding the out cold human female. "I greet thee great Goliath, Honor Guard to Avalon. I am Hemera. I, and my companions here, have been banished from Avalon. We came here seeking sanctuary."

"Sanctuary?" Elisa repeated, glancing at her lover. "Since when does do folk from Avalon ever need sanctuary? I thought Oberon pardoned and made peace with all the gargoyles of the Avalon clan. He had to since there are the decedents of Goliath's clan."

Hemera nodded, also bowing slightly to Elisa. "Yes, thee speak truth Milady Elisa. However, I do not derive from that particular clan."

Hudson blinked and everyone glanced around. "Oh, do ye now lassie?" Hudson asked, stepping forward. "Then what clan are ye then?"

Hemera looked to the floor. "None, I was transformed to this state." she whispered.

Goliath stared and this time he glanced at Elisa, worried. "But why? And why come here?"

Hemera kept her eyes on the floor, her pale skin suddenly flushed with fear. "I was transformed for a horrible wrong I have caused Lord Oberon. And then he sent me here because my sister lives here."

Xanatos fought his way forward and glared at Hemera. "And just who might be your sister? If Oberon sent you to harass Fox I'll..."

Hemera shook her head, holding up a hand to quell Xanatos's arguments, her eyes still on the cold stone floor. "You need not worry, good sir. Thy wife is not who I speak off. Nor was I sent here on the wishes of her mother, Queen Titania. Nay, my sister is the young one there, the dark crossbreed you call Ebony."