Chapter one
Summary: A girl struggles in New York trying to fit in? but this girl is not an ordinary girl. will Brooklyn fall foir this girl or will her secret kill him?
Disclamier i don't own gargoyles or blue seed.
This is a story about all the tough decision choices almost everybody has had to choose from life or honor. For keeping life alive with you. By being able to safe somebody's life and not bragging about that is honor. It's not like somebody hands you a rule book to choose from that would be too easy. Though most of the time the right way is actually the wrong way. Even thought the right way is actually the wrong way sometimes. There are many decisions affecting the way of our life. This is just one story out of the millions of others.
Just keep running , running they know they can't make it over the 20ft fence unless they want to be put into ICU for a couple of days. Hold on you say to yourself as you keeping running to the gate of freedom. Jumping over the gate finally now they can't get you. You look behind you and make a face at them and do a victory dance for being able to get over the fence. But this time they are prepared, they start to cut the wire on the fence with pliers. This has never happened before you know face a new danger. You are on the run again climbing up the rickety, rackety steps of steal on the cold building. You trip one time and look behind they are gaining on you faster and faster you push on until you are at the top of the building looking down upon the busy street. They start to close in on you. They now have you surrounded and corner you to the edge of the roof top building. As you gaze down looking at the lights and street cars below you have a choice to make. Give up your pride and honor to live or die jumping down the building with your only dignity left. You choose to jump down off the building. You are falling, and falling very fast. Your life is flashing before your eyes as you near the cold cement ground. You are mere inches from the ground when suddenly…
"Ahh" said a girl holding her chest and trying to get her breathing under control. "Thank goodness it was just a dream."
"Ow." the girl said. "To bad this headache can't be a dream."
The girl then stretched and yawned rubbing her head and wishing she had some aspirin for the headache. Goes over to a cracked mirror on the dirty street and washes her knotted hair, which she combs out with a broken brush. She then goes over to an abandon closet on a side of a building goes inside and changes into new clothes. She then comes out wearing a black T-Shirt, ripped baggy blue jeans that hug her hips and bright red sneakers that are tattered with broken laced and a hole on the sole of the left shoe. Better ask Luck about a new pair of these sneakers. She thinks silently to herself. She then places black biker gloves over her hands. Takes on look at her self and is prepared to face the world.
As she starts walking down the street people stare an wonder at her. Must have no family or if she does must be a rebel. Great just what we need a new punk in this part of town. The girl just ignores them she has taken this sort of beating before punk, rebel, jerk. None of these words would hurt her the one and only word that would hurt her was the word freak. She hated being called that the most. When someone called her a freak they better have a good reason or else. But mostly she would just let it slide. Anyway she does look like a freak with the clothes. As she begins to walk though she is meet by her boss Lucky Joe or Luck for short.
"Hey Luck didn't think I see you today, thought I was suppose to go to China town." said the girl not knowing what Luck wanted from her today. Today he was wearing his green shirt with a green tie and long black suit pants with black combat boot shoes. His hair was all messed up and curly brown. He covered his hair with an old cub bears hat. To anyone else he would look like an idiot but to the girl he looked like a clown with out the make-up. He did have a flaw though his teeth were so yellow the new Crest white strips couldn't help his teeth turn white if they wanted too. She was just about to ask him about a new pair of sneakers when he spoke.
"Well that's been changed you see… um because of um…" said Luck uneasily has he started to rub the back of his brown curly hair to keep it under his hat. "Johnny got sick today and we need to have a distraction over there to do a big job."
"Oh," she said in a mild tone. "Have I been switched to the annoy meter?" asked the girl as if this was a regular routine.
"Yes you have," feeling relieved said Luck. "Gmx you…"
"I know, I know, well I guess I better get off to… where is it again 1st and 2nd ?"
"Yeah that's right." said Luck excitedly.
"Well I guess I better be off if I want to catch my personal cop friend." said Gmx sarcastically with a sly grin.
"Remember if you get caught you don't know me and if you get out you only get half pay." Said Luck. Sounding worried an like a drill sergeant all at the same time.
"Yeah, I know." said Gmx lazily pushing her chestnut hair behind her shoulders into a ponytail. "You know you don't have to act so protective Luck I can handle myself. By the way do you think you can get me a new pair of sneakers these are starting to tear."
"I'll try Gmx but I'm not really sure if I can get a pair." He said uneasily.
"We'll gotta go see ya." And with that Gmx was off to 1st and 2nd street.