Chapter III
Disclaimer: I do not own The Gargoyles, The TMNT or any characters there in. Nor do I own anyone's opinions or takes on these characters. This is simply my view on certain characters, and any semblance to other fanfics is completely unintentional. Note: Alone is the second fic in my gargoyles/TMNT series which will soon split into a co-authored fic world (run in fear!). This happens 5/97, after 'The Logic of Dreams' but you don't have to read that for this to make sense. I hope you enjoy;) Thanks to Doppleganger for pointing out the Hunters' last names. Erm, still need right name for ninja outfits since I can't put chp 5 up till I get it:P If you know it, please send it to jedi_sheng6@hotmail.com
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A heavy tread behind him... a hiss of breath... And a flash of silver...
'SHIT!'Brooklyn's mind screamed. 'SWORD! He's got a sword!!'
More then two decades of hardcore sink-or-swim, learn-or-die battle training kicked in and Brooklyn's free hand snapped up to catch the katanna blade as it descended downward, the tips of his talons digging into the metal to insure it did not move.
The ninja grunted as his sword froze, as if hitting solid metal. The demon's glowing eyes suddenly burned brighter, like twin supernovas. The white haired beast stared at him, mouth parting into a savage growl, revealing a vicious set of teeth as a growl began to emit from its throat. "What? HOW?!" He had never seen anyone CATCH a katanna blade... not and still keep their hand! The blade was shaped like a giant razor, as it was swung it was also pulled back, unlike the swords of the western world... But now, as the ninja tugged at his sword, he couldn't budge it... "No... No it's not possible! What are y-"
The ninja's question was cut off as the demon suddenly lashed out with one foot in a modified side kick, keeping a solid grip on the sword blade.
Look! A flying ninja!
CRASH!!
...Look! A ninja shaped imprint in the large dumpster!
Raphael, who had been running forward to help when he'd seen the ninja attack, was forced to duck under the flying ninja. He rolled forward and quickly came back onto his feet, pausing as he looked at the now very unconscious human, then the... giant... talking... thingy... standing next to Splinter. 'Ooookay... I guess dey got da situation in hand...
Brooklyn seemingly returned his attention to the ninja that he still held captive, keeping the human on his knees before the rat like creature. The brown-red gargoyle tossed the sword aside, but kept his hand fisted to hide the deep slice that he'd gotten from his little stunt. "I'm WAITING..." he growled.
The captive ninja couldn't seem to apologize fast enough.
"Goooooooooooooooooooooooood..." A casual toss sent the black clad fighter sprawling into his three remaining comrades. "Now..." Brooklyn stepped aside, leaving a slightly wider path of escape. "GO!"
The ninja didn't move, starting to fall into fighting positions as one of them spoke up. "N...No, beast! We do not fear a on-"
The roar echoed off the alley walls, making the windows (and no few knees) quake. Brooklyn flared his wings to their full 14 foot wingspan and lashed his tail, eyes burning brighter then ever before.
"I AM NOT A BEAST! I'm a GARGOYLE!"
"...Bye..."
The ninja made a panicked dash for freedom, running so fast that two of them actually collided and were knocked off balance before they made it clear.
The mutants and gargoyle watched their enemies retreat, Splinter calmly, the others wondering if it was a ruse... As the sounds of the retreat faded into the storm, Brooklyn slowly caped his wings, trying to stop his tail from lashing like that of an angry cat. "Cowards." he growled, eyes still glowing.
Raphael glanced at Splinter, who listened to their surroundings for a moment or two, then nodded.
All clear then.
Splinter stepped up to their strange savior. "Thank you, gargoyle, for your assistance. My name is Splinter and, though I had heard rumor of your existence both here and in my homeland of Japan, I had never credited them..."
As Splinter spoke to the brown-red Gargoyle, Raphael turned and walked towards his brother, checking his injured arm as he went. He frowned suddenly as he walked closer and picked up his pace a bit. Warning bells began sounding in his head as he realized that something in his brother's stance was... Wrong.
"Leo?"
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Author's Notes:
Okay, I hope I haven't confused anyone TOO badly. The year is currently 1997. The Goliath Chronicles did NOT occur here. The gargoyles portion of this fic-series goes off on a parallel course after Hunter's Moon. The Quarrymen do exist, as does the P. I.T. crew, however, most of the human populace think the gargoyles were just an elaborate hoax, someone creating robots again in the shape of monsters. The remainder of the public is torn between hating and loving the gargoyles... and just wanting them to go away. Jason Canmore has joined the CSI. He's still in a wheelchair, but he's enjoying the desk job he has (more or less) in the laboratory and is slowly proving himself to be a trustworthy. Robyn Canmore has been given parole and is job hunting and John is still MIA (actually, he's in charge of the Quarry men).
I'm using the new TMNT TV series for this crossover (primarily because it's following the comics, but I like the gadgets and tone of it a bit better then the comics... Never thought I'd say that) Since the show isn't over yet, I'm using what has occurred so far in the series and mixing it up with the comic book history, first and second movie and my own imagination. The new series seems to be taking place in 1995 (cell phones, DVDs, etc) The Purple Dragons are a bit more like the gang we see in the first NT movie. There's a silent crime wave going on as the Purple Dragons recruit teenagers and teach them the basics of breaking and entering, pick-pocketing, etc. The better fighters in the Purple Dragons are being taken in to be taught ninjitsu. Tatsu (yes, the grunting guy from the movie;) is in charge of training the foot, while Hun is in charge of their deployment. The purple dragons aren't aware of who they're working for, so even if the police break them up, there's no way of connecting the crimes to Oroko Saki, the respected business man.
No, the gargs and turtles aren't really aware of each other. In the comics and new series, most of the turtles actions are happening very quickly topside, inside buildings, or underground. The odds of the gargoyles or police realizing that there is a 'Foot' clan are somewhere between very low and flat out impossible.
In the year since hunter moon and Alone, Demona has gone seemingly MIA and has done nothing illegal, so though Elisa and the others are watching Nightstone Inc, there's nothing for them to find. Leo and Raph have been getting a bit more aggressive towards each other, but it has yet to reach a head. Goliath is following the route he seemed to be taking in the Goliath Chronicles and is pushing for the clan to take on more human customs and let the public know about their presence. Meanwhile, also following his GC 'path' Brooklyn seems to be resisting the changes, and openly disagreeing with Goliath about revealing their presence. Or at least, that's my take on the circumstances;)
And yes, Splinter STILL kicks ass;)
