Here's chapter three. I noticed that this story isn't getting such great reviews like some of my other stories. I'm starting to consider either leaving what I've got up and just abandoning it or if I should delete it all together. Anyhow, on with chapter three.

Chapter Three- Clan Member

The city was breathtaking from the sky. True, he had seen it from this angle, but somehow it was different. Probably because he now had actual wings instead of a fuel pack that had a limited supply.

Ebony took his time heading for the clocktower. He needed to learn how his wings worked. He angled them this way and that, flared them wide, and turckec them close before flaring them again. It hadn't looked so hard, but it was. Being born a gargoyole gives one years to master gliding. However, Ebony hadn't been born a gargoyle, so he needed all the practice he could get. He didn't wish for the gargoyles to realize he was new to gliding and try to figure out why this was so and who he was.

All too soon, the clocktower came into view and Ebony could make out seven outlines. Only five of them had wings. The entire gang had returned. Taking a deep breath, Ebony slowly let it out and proceeded to land after praying he didn't land on anything other than his feet.

His prayer was answered as he executed a perfect landing on the railing. The moment of truth had arrived. He was before his "enemies" if you wanted to call them that. The next question was, who was going to make the first move?

Apparently, Elisa was the first to act. Clearing her throat, she said, "Guys, this is Ebony. He said that Gen-U-Tech held him captivve since his arrival last night."

Goliath held out his hand. "I am Goliath. I promise that Gen-U-Tech will never get their hands on you again."

Acting apprehensive, Ebony looked nervously at Goliath's outstretched hand before taking it in his own. "Thank you."

Stepping onto the balcony, Ebony was introduced to the rest of the clan. Goliath made it clear that Ebony was welcome to join them after the new gargoyle stated that he had nowhere to go. After accepting Goliath's offer, the seven of them prepared for dawn. Ebony jumped onto the railing, struck a contemplating pose and let stone sleep overtake him.

A layer of stone surrounded him and he pushed against it as hard as he could. The rocky substance exploded as he stretched and roared to the night. Oddly, he wasn't startled that he had made that sound. Or maybe it wasn't odd since he knew that gargoyles roar when they awaken.

Looking around, Ebony saw the others heading inside. He followed, still feeling like a guest. As expected, the clan attempted to make him feel at ease. Bronx rubbed on his legs, inviting him to pet him. Ebony crouched down and scratched him under the chin, making the doggoyle whine in pleasure. Broadway offered some of his breakfast and Ebony had to admit that the big gargoyle was a good cook. Between Bronx's and Broadway's attempts, Ebony began to feel like a clanmember instead of a guest. In fact, when the time for patrols came around, he was one of the first to volunteer.

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Gliding above the city with his partner, Lexington, Ebony recalled his actions from earlier that evening. As he examined his reactions, he came to a startling discovery: He was becoming less like a human and more like a gargoyle. He had spent less than twenty-four house with the clan and he had already felt as if he belonged and as if he had always been a gargoyle. Perhaps, this new life wouldn't be so bad.

Short, I know, but I'm having doubts about posting this. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea. Review with your opinion. Judging by the opinons, I will make the decision to continue or abandon.