Together Chapter 2: Avalon Rescue
MacBeth landed on a populated balcony of the Xanatos mansion's castle in his small, personal jet. The gargoyles paid little attention to the regular visitor because they were distracted. They looked uncomfortable and as he got out, MacBeth could hear why.
"I can't believe this!" And angry booming voice came from a room a little farther away. "How could you do this to me."
"Please try to believe me..." A female voice tried to defend herself.
"After all this time... I can't believe I trusted you! I can't believe you betrayed... you lied to me! Do vows mean nothing to you! We were married! Or at least in the gargoyle way… is that it? You want to be married in the human way? Or was it just a human you want?"
"No! That's not true! Goliath, I don't… I didn't! Believe me, I would never betray you!"
"You made me love you! You made me think you loved me!"
"I do love you, I love you more than anything!"
"Hey," Brooklyn said to Lexington and Angela, trying not to think about the argument, "Did you hear? Elisa said that 'Dominique Destine' was reported missing, what do you think happened to her? She ran away? Who would notice she was missing anyway?"
"I would" MacBeth's voice caught their attention and they turned to greet him.
"Oh, hi MacBeth," Broadway said.
"What's up?" Brooklyn said.
"I need yer help," MacBeth announced, "Demona's missing, and I need yer help to find her."
"Who cares?" Lexington asked ignorantly.
"Where is she?" Hudson inquired.
"Why do -you- want to rescue her?" Broadway asked confused.
"Where is she?" Angela stepped in front of Brooklyn, "what happened?" Sensing her actual concern, the boys let MacBeth explain.
"Listen, I'm sure that the faes took her, I don't know why, but I do know that for those of us who are against the faes should not just let her be taken!"
"I…don't like the idea of helping her." Brooklyn added grudgingly.
"Listen laddie," MacBeth tried not to get angry, "she helped you plenty of times recently against the faes, are you just going to turn your back on her and treat her like she treated you in past years? During times like this? Do you want to be like her?"
"Why do you want to help her?" Brooklyn asked again angrily.
"Look, whether I like her or not, I am under a spell, connected to her, if you are not going to help for my sake, at least help for Angela's!"
"Alright," Goliath's second in command growled. "We'll help you," he gave in.
"How are we going to rescue her?" Lexington perked up at an adventure
"Are we going to go up against all the faes?" Liberty likewise added.
"Alright," Brooklyn took a stand, "we can't all go. Someone needs to stay behind and continue the defense against possible future fae attacks. I'm going because I'm the second in command..."
"And because you have a grudge against Demona!" Lexington complained.
"What's going on?" Xanatos entered the scene, turning the clan's attention away from MacBeth, "what's that fight about?"
"Yes, what are those two fighting about, I dohn think I've ever seen them fight." MacBeth added.
The gargoyle's sighed, they really did not like their close friends fighting and they didn't like sharing their issues either. Liberty, softly, said simply this, "Elisa's pregnant."
They asked no more on such a sensitive issue, so MacBeth changed the subject. "Demona's missing," MacBeth informed Xanatos who perked up. "…and I think as an ally against the faes we should go after her."
"Do you have an idea where she might be?" Xanatos asked intrigued.
"I have reason to believe she's on Avalon, but I don't know how to get there."
"I do." Angela said.
"Wait," Brooklyn stopped skeptically, "Where did you get the idea she was there?"
"You see, "MacBeth explained, "the Wyrd Sisters…"
"The Wyrd Sisters?" Broadway interrupted, "is that it? You're under their spell and their using you to get to us! That's why you're actually on Demona's side!"
"Listen, no, I don think I'm under a spell (well, immortality and link to Demona…) and I dohn think the Wyrd Sisters are against us. If they are one of the gargoyle hating faes, why did they bind me to one?"
"I believe him," Angela helped him out. "We should go to Avalon and rescue Demona, not just because she's my mother and she's a member of the clan, but also because the first step in this war of gargoyles versus faes should be to unite all gargoyles, putting aside our differences for the common good!"
"Avalon?" Xanatos joined in, "Maybe I could go, seeing as I'm on good terms with a member of royalty there and all."
"I think we should decide who's going and who's staying." Brooklyn put in. "Are you sure Fox wouldn't have better luck talking to Titania."
"Fox should stay with the Jennine, she and Owen can run things here just fine without me for a little while and I think my mother-in-law will listen to me."
"Likewise Patch should stay," Brooklyn started making assignments. "Since Angela needs to go with us since she's familiar with Avalon, Broadway, you need to stay here and watch over Patch and Christina."
"I don't need a big party, this might run more smoothly if we're a little more discrete." MacBeth added.
"Alright then, you, me, Angela and Xanatos then."
"Sounds good."
"But, I wanted to go." Liberty and Lexington whined.
"I need you here, to defend the castle."
Patch came out with Christina in her arms. It was also apparent that Patch was several months pregnant. Brooklyn went over to her and explained the situation to her, softly caressing her face as he spoke to her.
"Why do you have to go?" Patch asked concerned, embracing her husband.
"I feel personally involved in this one."
"Hurry home."
Christina wriggled out of Patch's arms and clumsily walked across the stone floor to hug her mom. Angela gave her daughter and husband a parting hug and kiss before Brooklyn came over.
"Take good care of her," he said to Broadway, referring to his wife.
Broadway nodded with understanding. "Don't worry," He said, "the seven of us will protect this castle and city."
From the other room, they heard Elisa yelling louder than she had before "Listen to me! I'm sure you're the father, there never has been anyone else."
"That's impossible."
"Don't give me that different species garbage! All I know is that it's impossible that it could be anyone else!" A roar of anger was heard as Angela added:
"I can't stand it, we have to do something!"
"Don worry lass," Hudson comforted her. "Ah'll have Patch and Liberty take her back to her apartment when things cool down and Ah'll have a long talk with him. Go see what ye can learn about this fae situation and help yer mother." After Xanatos gave a quick explanation and a kiss to his wife and kids, they were off.
After Angela gave the chant and they were on their way to the other realm, Brooklyn asked, "What is the plan anyway?"
"Um..." MacBeth hesitated. "The plan is to get to the island, learn what we can of the situation and then devise a plan."
"Sounds logical." As they grew closer MacBeth started to feel less empty, less alone, he knew for sure now that Demona was on Avalon.
At the island they were greeted by a short green elf with the voice of Warwick Davis. "Welcome to Avalon, please leave all weapons here, they will be returned upon your departure."
MacBeth groaned as he unloaded his iron-based guns and knives.
"All your weapons, sir, not just the iron ones." So MacBeth reluctantly unloaded his trusty laser gun and remaining weapons.
There were several faes on the island as well as gargoyles who were all minding their own business. It was shocking to the newcomers to see gargoyles and faes coexisting peacefully. In fact, it seemed it was someone else they had a problem with. A couple of large mean looking gargoyles descended on the New York group.
"What aire ye doin here?" One of the gargoyles snarled.
Xanatos put his hand forward, "Hey, we're just here to see some friends, alright?"
The other gargoyle approached MacBeth intimidatingly. "I don't like the idea of this one being here. He brought bad news last time" the gargoyle breathed over MacBeth.
MacBeth looked confused, "I'll not be…last time?"
Angela stepped forward, "Meeshak, Sariah, it's ok, he was under the Archmage's spell before, he's with me, alright?"
"Angela?" The gargoyles we surprised and happy to see her. Angela and the other gargoyles went to meet her old friends, who had barely aged since she had last seen them. She introduced her them to her new friends and showed them pictures of her husband and child.
Meanwhile Xanatos sought out his mother-in-law and MacBeth looked for the Wyrd Sisters. Finally MacBeth found the trio of faes, this was actually the first time he had seen the Wyrd Sister's in their normal form, young adult women in white mystical robes, one with black hair, one with golden and one with silver.
Selene was the first to see him, "Sisters, our hero has arrived."
"Where's Demona?" He asked bluntly.
"She is their captive." Phoebe said.
"Who's captive?"
"The others." Luna added helpfully.
"Other what?"
"Those who do not believe as us." Selene said mysteriously.
"Believe? Believe what?" The sisters just looked at each other trying to decide how much to tell him. He continued, "alright, let us start with the basics, what do they want with her?"
"She is their example..."
"Their witness," one sister finished the other's sentence.
"Witness to what?"
"Their belief." Pheobe sang.
Frustrated he asked again, "Where is she? Where are they keeping her?"
"The gargoyle who is in charge of the prison holds the key." And they left MacBeth to solve their riddles.
He went searching for the others and found Angela and Brooklyn talking to a few gargoyles. One of which had a face very similar to Brooklyn's but he was a different color.
"Are you two related?" MacBeth asked Brooklyn.
"We're all from the Wyvern clan," the gargoyle laughed joyfully, "For all we know we're second cousins." Next to Brooklyn's cousin was a tiger looking gargoyle in modern clothes holding the cousin's arm.
"Tessa," The non-Scottish gargoyle greeted MacBeth. "Brooklyn's 'cousin' is Enoch."
"Remember lass," MacBeth whispered impatiently to his step daughter, "you mother is captured, we must move quickly..."
"Oh I'm just dying to meet Katherine and Tom and Gabriel," Angela said excited. The gargoyles' expression change. "What?"
"Katherine died some months ago." Enoch calmly explained to comfort his rookery sister who was saddened by the news.
Meanwhile Tessa asked Brooklyn, "how is the outside world? Oh granted I dohn miss the persecutions but I miss living in the real world."
"You're not from here?" Brooklyn asked.
"Oh no, ah'm from Wales, King Arthur brought me clan here… but how is it? In the outside world?"
"Well, aside from the frequent fae attacks, we're starting to be treated better by the humans. Our clan does pretty well in New York..."
"Fae attacks? I dinnae know they had gone that far."
"Yeah, we've been attacked randomly and spontaneously by faes for almost two years now, do you know why?"
"Two years? I had forgotten how different the time was... There's a-, I guess ye can it call it a political debate that's been going on for quite a while here on Avalon."
"A 'political debate'? What's the debate over?"
"Whether gargoyles should be part of human society or not." Enoch joined the conversation.
"That makes sense," MacBeth inputted.
"The extreme of the argument on one side is that gargoyles should be removed from the human world, that just being there interferes with the human way of life…"
"But where would we go? Make a parallel world like Avalon for us to go to?" Brooklyn demanded, "We certainly wouldn't all fit here."
Tessa sighed unsure, "I dunno. They think gargoyles should be banned from interfering with humans like faes aire banned from interfering with mortals. They believe the interference will lead to the destruction of one race or the other. Ah'm not sure of the details, it's not exactly like ah'm supportive of that side. The other extreme is that faes should actually encourage humans and gargoyles to live together. And then there aire the faes that just think we should leave them both alone and so on."
"Wow, really?" Angela said as she turned to MacBeth, "that makes sense, I guess the radical on the anti-gargoyle-human-mixing side are going to the extreme of trying to take out all gargoyles."
"I'm sorry I have to leave you but I have guard duty." Enoch kissed Tessa on the cheek before leaving.
"Guard duty?" MacBeth muttered under his breath.
"How can we stop something like this?" Brooklyn asked MacBeth off to the side, Angela left to talk to her old friends. "How are we supposed to stop this 'debate'?"
"I don't know." MacBeth replied, "I think Xanatos talking to Titania is our only hope at this point. Keep your eyes open for ideas, Angela, we'll need your knowledge of this island. Tessa, a friend of ours is imprisoned here, do you know where prisoners are kept?"
"Yes, but it's guarded by both gargoyles and faes..." Tessa replied, confused by his query.
"Then we'll need help..."
Until sunrise, MacBeth looked for Xanatos or the Wyrd Sisters while Angela continued to find old friends and show them pictures of her husband and baby that she brought along for that purpose. It was day when MacBeth found Xanatos and the gargoyles turned to stone.
MacBeth sat down at the table Xanatos was eating at. He looked tired. "Did you learn anything?" Xanatos asked his fellow human.
"Apparently, 'tis all politics." David groaned in agreement.
"Was the queen helpful?" MacBeth asked.
Xanatos breathed deeply, "Not really. I didn't get a chance to talk to her long. It took a long time to convince enough of those fairies that I was her son-in-law," David laughed tiredly, "she wants to remain neutral on the subject; even though I know full well she wants gargoyles and humans to intermingle because she wants the clan to protect my wife and children."
"Did she say why they were letting Demona be locked up?"
"No, I didn't have a chance, she was busy. She said she'd get back to me today when she had more time." MacBeth discussed with David what he had learned but they didn't talk long before David left to take a nap under a tree. MacBeth sought out the Wyrd Sisters. He longed to see if he could at least visit Demona but feared that might put him as suspect in someway for being connected to her so he stayed out of the bulk of the faes' ways. Finally he tracked down the sisters.
"Please, tell me how to free Demona!" He demanded of them. "At least under human and gargoyle customs and traditions, it is wrong to hold someone against their will if they didn't do anything to them!"
"You need not convince us of that," Pheobe said in a reassuring voice.
"If it were up to us, she would not be captured," Selene stated frankly.
"Who would have the power to release her from this unjust captivity!" MacBeth's anger started to rise.
"Why, the queen and king..." Luna started.
"How can I talk to them?" MacBeth asked impatiently.
"You can talk to her right now." Luna said, looking past MacBeth. He turned around to see David Xanatos and Queen Titania coming toward him and before he knew it, the Wyrd Sisters had disappeared.
Titania led Xanatos and MacBeth back to her 'office' of sorts.
"Why is Demona being held captive?" MacBeth asked when time for questions began.
"Ah, yes, you've come here to rescue your wife, that's right." Titania said to MacBeth's shock and Xanatos' surprise.
"Wife?" Xanatos repeated.
"Nevermind," MacBeth told Xanatos forcefully. "How can we free her?"
"What do you mean 'nevermind'?" David demanded, "sounds rather significant to me!"
"Do you mind, laddie?" MacBeth snapped back, "I don't want to waste her highness' time!"
David remained confused as his mother-in-law began to reply the Scotsman's question.
"Well," Titania started, "she's not exactly innocent you know. Even if you tried to free her, you wouldn't get much help from the gargoyles on this island. Last time the both of you were here you were enemies of these gargoyles."
"But that wasn't her fault, the Wyrd Sister's had us under a spell when they brought us to fight on Avalon! She canna be held for that!" Behind the conversation Xanatos sat back and learned.
"She has done more wrong than that," Titania said bluntly. "Listen, I want to help but I can't choose sides here."
MacBeth slammed his fist, "You let the Wyrd Sisters walk around!"
Xanatos changed the subject, "isn't there some sort of non-interference policy for the faes? I mean, shouldn't there be some sort of punishment for the attacks they have put on us and for this kidnapping?"
Titania sat for a moment thinking. MacBeth worked harder to suppress his anger than to think of what to say next. "I'll tell you what," Titania decided, "I can't help you free her, but once she is no longer under my people's captivity I will be sure to make sure this 'non-interference policy' is better enforced. Demona will never be captured by faes again." Titania promised as she started to get up.
"Thank you." MacBeth said plainly but unbelieving.
"Now come if you wish to learn more about what we face on this island" Titania said as she lead them out the door, "the next session is about to begin."
"Session of what?" David asked.
"The debate," Titania answered in a what-else-is-there tone.
Titania led Xanatos and MacBeth to a room in the castle. When they entered the room, it became apparent that the room inside was larger than the outside, probably by some use of magic. It was a large, bright room. Shaped like two football stadiums, one flipped over onto another. Titania led MacBeth and Xanatos to sit in the lower half of the room, under many flying faes. All the faes were silent except for the fae in the center, making a speech. The faes looked as if they wanted to argue the point the current fae was making... MacBeth assumed that Oberon cast some spell on them to hold their tongue. Oberon, king of the fair folk, was seated on the side opposite the door and seemed to be presiding over the debate like a judge. The debater was a fae of some sort of Hindu legend. He was currently arguing for the humans but not against the gargoyles.
His argument was something like this, "If things continue as they are now, one of the species is going to destroy or at least force the other into hiding. We can't sit by and do nothing. But we can't chose sides either. I believe the gargoyles are going to terribly affect human society, culture and way of life, they need to stop interfering! I recommend that we take the gargoyles out of society, keep them safe, somewhere such as here."
"The gargoyles have only just barely come out of hiding from thousands of years," MacBeth heard Xanatos mutter. He had, after all, largely contributed to the reemergence of gargoyles.
The next fae, he looked rather like a wizard, got up argued that humans had had their turn with the world, it was the gargoyle's turn and that the humans should be the ones removed from society.
The next fae looked like an average American teenager. "The only way we hope to encourage a working form of society is to strike a balance between cultures," though the fae's appearance of youth, his tone suggested more age and wisdom then one would expect. "At one point the human world was at odds with itself. The United States, for example, has many similar experiences but they grew to accept the differences and grew to be a new culture and the strongest human nation on Earth. The only way we can hope to prevent war between races is to encourage interspecies...not just tolerance, but also cooperation and acceptance."
The next fae to argue their point looked like a strange multi-legged, dark, triangular head creature that could only be described as a 'shadow.' "War is inevitable." The fae said bluntly, "I say we encourage it! Think of how each side will grow and become stronger from the experience. Imagine what they could learn!"
Next was a female dressed in Greek armor. "...and how do you plan to 'remove' these humans or gargoyles from society?" She started, "despite their inferiority, they will fight back. Whether we are protecting them and giving them a good life, neither humans nor gargoyles take kindly to captivity of any form. The only way to deal with this situation is to do as we have for all time, non-interference. How is either race to progress and better themselves if we are always there protecting them, they must live for themselves, learn for themselves. If one race kills the other off, it will only be after a long time and the surviving race would have had to better themselves plenty to achieve the victory. A human theorist called it 'natural selection,' evolution is the key here. Both species were native to this planet, what gives us the right to decide which one survives?"
MacBeth was suddenly hit with a burst of pain and turned aside in agony as everybody else watched the next fae come in. The fae, who looked Egyptian, brought in his own visual aide: Demona. She was chained to a floating pad and obviously beaten and too tired to really know what was going on or what to do about it. "You want non-interference?" He shouted, "this is what you get." He pointed at Demona. "This 'human' is in fact a gargoyle, a gargoyle enchanted, not only to be human during the day, but also to live forever under certain conditions. She is a menace! She has destroyed more human lives than you might think one gargoyle capable and she has attempted to kill many, many more. For example, once she tired to kill many by turning a whole city to stone. She also turned many humans into gargoyles in attempt to destroy them as well as almost destroying the entire race with a virus. If we don't interfere, this is what we'll get!"
Oberon interrupted, "you forget, many of our people did interfere with this one."
"Yes, but Puck didn't have a choice, that was her doing, and there have been humans granted with immortal life and none of them have caused this damage! Gargoyles must be removed from human society before they not only destroy the culture, but they also destroy humanity as we know it!" Demona started to look like she was recovering from whatever daze she was under. She started to acknowledge her surroundings, but, before she had a chance to start to fight her way out, the fae noticed and hit her with his magical staff and she returned to her sickened daze.
MacBeth groaned in time with the lashing and turned angrily to Titania, "how do you let her be treated so!" Titania started to explain the same reason she stated before when MacBeth added, "Why are you letting them torture her?"
"She can't die," Titania stated matter-of-factly.
"But torture! The pain!" MacBeth's agony came through his voice. Titania face expression change as if she just realized something she had forgotten. It was like she had forgotten about pain since her species rarely experienced it. MacBeth angrily stormed out.
MacBeth made his way to a quiet, secluded area when he started pulling together ingredients for spells. A few of the ingredients he managed to smuggle onto the island but the main ingredients he still needed. David Xanatos came running.
"What's the plan?" He asked MacBeth, realizing he was doing magic. "Titania wanted me to remind you that she was sorry but it was really important that she didn't get involved."
"Tomorrow night," MacBeth started explaining the plan, "I'm going to make the break. I'm concocting a spell that will make me invisible to gargoyles and another that will make me invisible to faes, and unless Tom comes running out, that should cover it... I'll need extra ingredients..." It was obvious that MacBeth was still making the plan. "Would you please go get a knife and some garlic from the castle's kitchen?" David unquestionably agreed and hurried back with the items.
"Won't they smell you?" Xanatos asked as he handed MacBeth the garlic.
"An unfortunate side effect."
"So..." David started up conversation while MacBeth prepared his recipe. "How did you end up marrying Demona?"
MacBeth looked up long enough from his spell to give Xanatos a glare, "I have one piece of advice for you lad: immortality, do not do it, 'tis not worth it. I might as well have died when my Kingdom thought I died. I might as well have gone all the way to hell instead of living this miserable life." MacBeth took the knife and cut his hand. Xanatos flinched. MacBeth let the blood drip onto his spell.
"What are you doing?" Xanatos asked shocked.
"One of the only places you'll find iron on this island is in blood laddie. Would you mind donating a little." MacBeth cleaned off the blade and Xanatos carefully gave a little blood too.
"Ok..." David said as he clenched his hand around a cloth, "where does Demona come in? I figured she'd only cause more misery."
MacBeth sighed, "She and I became friends. Aye, we were desperate, but 'tis amazing how having someone to talk to, be with, that has shared many of the same experiences you have, say, 1000 years, can really help you through the misery."
"But how do you trust her?" David spoke from experience.
"That, in case you are wondering, as we've grown closer, the sharing of pain bond we share has grown stronger. We've found that we can also sense or sensations, like emotions, trust… It was amazing how that one issue kept us from becoming friends earlier, like we had locked ourselves out of hope because of our distrust."
"And you fell in love?" MacBeth nodded, David added, "wow."
"Ye understand why I prefer you dinnae spread this around?"
Xanatos laughed, "Because everyone would -know- you've finally cracked!"
MacBeth chuckled as he started putting the final preparation on his spell. "When sunset falls, I will need that teal-Brooklyn gargoyle, Enoch, that's his name. What I want you to do is gather up Brooklyn and Angela and get to the boat. Get as if you are getting ready to leave and they should return the weapons. I want you to wait, I will have to run from the prison to the boat and I need you guys to cover us until we're to safely away from the island."
"I understand."
When sunset came, David Xanatos went to go get the gargoyles. MacBeth was putting the final touched of converting his potion to a powder when Xanatos returned with Enoch, Angela and Brooklyn.
"We explained to him on our way here..."Brooklyn started as the group approached.
"We explained why Demona needs to be freed, that she is being held unjustly and that she is needed in our battle against the faes in the outside world." Angela explained.
"It wasn't easy," the teal Brooklyn said, looking at Angela, "but I trust my rookery sister."
"Hey," Brooklyn asked suddenly after they discussed the plan further, "how do you know a fae can't hear our plan?"
"Because I cast a spell laddie."
"But faes are made of magic, how will these spells you cast not be noticed by them?"
"'Twas what the iron in the blood is for."
After discussing for a few more moments, Enoch gave MacBeth the key to the Demona's cell and the spell guarding it. MacBeth asked him to go with him, show him the way but Enoch refused. He was still hesitant about whether this was the right thing to do or not.
So the plan was set in motion. MacBeth worked his way to a deserted side of the Avalon castle as he cast his invisibility spell he had prepared. He worked his way into the dungeon area, ready with a powerful explosive spell with a dab of blood in the mix.
MacBeth walked very quietly glancing at the rows of cells he passed. There were only three rows, the first two were iron based cells that held faes. He noticed Eris and Ares among the faes imprisoned. He was glad to see some justice was administered on the faes that had attacked them in the previous year. He didn't see the squat old green witch or the long skinny purple fae, much to his disappointment. Just then he looked up to see the long skinny fae. He had his long legs propped up on a desk and he was relaxing as he guarded the prisoners. MacBeth could remember when he first saw that long white hair and long ears a few years ago attacking near Demona's office. His ears went red and his face hot as anger built up in him as he knew that fae had something to do with Demona's disappearance because she was kidnapped from her office. He put his anger aside for a moment as he proceeded cautiously.
When MacBeth drew close enough to use his explosion spell, the fae perked up at the sound of his footsteps. MacBeth had to move quickly now to disable the fae before he discovered his presence. As MacBeth threw his spell, the fae did also, realizing something suspicious was happening so he blew a blast of energy in MacBeth's direction. The blast not only hurt and knocked MacBeth over, it disabled the invisibility spell.
Both down temporarily, MacBeth recovered faster than the fae did. He rushed to the row of cells, enchanted to hold the gargoyle prisoners. MacBeth's heart leapt when he caught sight of Demona. He didn't realize just how much he missed her until he caught sight of her blue skin and red hair. He hurried to her cell door, unlocked the cell with the key Enoch had given him.
Demona was unconscious, some tranquilizer spell to keep her from being a problem, probably. Once MacBeth had his wife in his arms and was working his way out of the cell, the fae was stirring. He started to blast purple magic toward MacBeth, who with his much experience was able to dodge it while carrying Demona, but that wasn't going to help them get out of the prison. Suddenly and quickly there was a teal fist and the fae was punched to the side. Then MacBeth had realized what had happened, Enoch had come and had punched the purple fae.
"How did you do that laddie?" MacBeth looked up from the fae to the gargoyle.
"Iron in the blood right?" Enoch revealed his bleeding fist.
"Here, hold her one moment." MacBeth handed Demona to Enoch as he picked up the disoriented fae off the ground and threw him against some iron bars before he could do anything about it, and then MacBeth threw him into a cell.
The purple fae yelled at him, "You won't get away with this?"
"Nay," MacBeth angrily said to the fae, "and I will line up all yer gargoyle murdering friends right next to ye!"
"You won't get away with this species intermingling plan! There will be war and your offspring will be enemies to both sides!"
MacBeth ignored the iron weakened fae and his delusional cries. He took Demona jealously out of Enoch's arms, back into his own again.
"You don't have a lot of time," Enoch said, "Hurry!" So the human with the blue gargoyle ran after the teal gargoyle. As they ran through the crowds of gargoyles and faes, they started to attract attention. MacBeth didn't worry and focused on running, knowing before long they would be to the dock and away from this place. Suddenly a blast of familiar blue lightening shot past MacBeth. Xanatos was waiting in the boat, ready with MacBeth's laser. He and Angela were already wearing out their welcome by shooting faes that were appearing to try to stop MacBeth. The attention of the crowd was drawn to the escaping group. The little green elf was yelling at Xanatos in the boat.
On the shore, Tessa was talking to Brooklyn before they left. "Ah'm going with you!"
"No, you don't know what kinda dangers are out there."
"Yes I do! Why do ye think my clan came to this island? For a summer vacation? And whether ye like it or not, ah'm coming, and from the sounds of things, ye need all the help ye can get." Tessa looked up from talking to Brooklyn and saw Enoch coming with MacBeth, her expression became saddened. "I have to go with them Enoch, I cannae live in this world, it's not mine. It's crowded here, I like being where gargoyles are the minority..." Tessa sounded defensive, "...and I cannae wait to catch up on my Star Trek episodes..." The tigress sounded like she was trying to convince herself too.
"It's ok." Enoch said as softly as his touch of his hand on her face, "I don't know what I'm going to do now...not even the gargoyles can trust me now after helping with the break-out..." he was hesitant, "and I don't know if I can live with these faes anymore after what I've learned." finally he got worked his way to his point, "Tessa, I've been thinking about this for the last month now...I know we've only know each other for a few months, but you're the most amazing person I've ever met..." he was doing a wonderful job of working around his point, "but...will you be my mate? For all time, will you be mine as I would be yours?" He couldn't believe he said it. Tessa's smile broadened and she gave him a hug and a kiss.
Meanwhile, while Enoch was proposing to Tessa and Xanatos was grumbling about their timing, Angela hurried up to meet MacBeth with her mother in his arms. "Why is she out?" She looked concerned. There seemed to be a bit of a calm in the storm of the faes coming to stop Demona's escape but Brooklyn and David kept them covered.
"I dohn know what those faes did te her!" MacBeth said angrily.
"Well, we must hurry, before those faes stop us and we need to get home before Goliath and Elisa kill each other."
"He would not kill his own child." Luna said, startling MacBeth and his step daughter. The three Wyrd Sisters had appeared right behind them.
"What?" MacBeth was confused.
"Elisa tells the truth about her child." Phoebe said mystically.
"How is that possible?" Angela asked.
"You ask us how something is possible?" Selene sounded insulted.
"What? You did? Really?" Angela asked.
Luna explained , "Do you really think that the human Patch's metamorphosis spell was enough for her to conceive Brooklyn's sons?" Angela and MacBeth waited patiently to have more explained. Luna added, "Or Demona's?"
"Demona?" MacBeth said shocked, "how many spells does she have on her?"
"That spell was not on her, but your son." The Sisters must have loved getting strange expressions from people, which is probably why they always revealed the truth in pieces. MacBeth's jaw had dropped as thoughts rushed through his head. Magic and laser fire started to go again and the Sisters started to fade away.
"Wait! Ahim not done asking ye questions yet!" MacBeth shouted. Angela just pulled the shocked Scot to the boat, pushed off from shore and away from the island.