The next night, Brooklyn awoke from his stone sleep with a roar like he usually did. When he saw that he was in the cage, he had hoped it was a bad dream and it would go away when he woke up and found it wasn't a dream. He really was kidnapped.
It wasn't long before the door opened and in came Melina and the men again. She had a tray of food and water with her and the first aid kit.
"Hi." Melina greeted him.
"Hi." Brook replied.
"I wanted to see how your hands are. Can I take a look at them?" she asked?
Brooklyn gave a sly smile. Melina began to unbandage his right hand first. What she saw was healed flesh!
"Wow! You weren't kidding that the stone sleep heals." Melina declared.
"Yep. We call it the 'concrete cure.'" He said.
Melina saw that both hands were healed. No wonder he didn't have any scars on his body. Stone sleep did wonders for gargoyles. Brooklyn definitely would be worth studying.
After that, Melina gave Brooklyn the tray of food and water. He was a bit wary of it. "It's perfectly fine, I assure you. My boss doesn't want to hurt you at all, Brooklyn. He is just very curious about your abilities," she explained.
Brooklyn felt a growl in his stomach. From the scent wafting from the food, it was making his appetite grow. He sighed and from his hunger, he picked up the tray of food. He sniffed it some more.
There was chicken, mashed potatoes, some crackers, applesauce, peaches, and a couple of sugar cookies on the plate and tray, along with the water bottle. It smelled so good that Brooklyn decided he couldn't ignore it. He hoped she was right.
Melina watched as he started to eat the food she had offered. She left to let him be while he ate. He ate in a dignified manner on the camera. The humans got to see that. He used the silverware provided. He wasn't an animal after all.
Brooklyn knew that if he was to get out of here, he would need his strength. Given he was in Nevada, he didn't know where his next meal would come from, once he got out. It was a desert out there. But he was still going to bide his time and figure out a plan to get out of here.
...
For the next few days, Brooklyn was left alone to settle in officially. He was given regular food and water a few times a night. At least they would be feeding him well. Melina was his only visitor who basically took care of him and gave him someone to talk to.
Ray's decision to let Melina take care of him and talk to him had been a good one. The gargoyle was responding better to a more feminine touch. But he still wanted to do the tests to see what he was capable of. If the breeding part was going to commence after the big tests, he needed to get started on it.
Ray hadn't wanted Brooklyn's food tampered with because he wanted the gargoyle to trust in eating his food. But after a week and a half of being there and nothing happening to him, it was time to get more valuable DNA from Brooklyn.
Brooklyn was eating his breakfast and he suddenly got dizzy. It didn't take long for him to black out. The rest of his food would be saved for later. Food wasn't to be wasted here. Melina felt a little guilty delivering the drugged food to him. She watched as he was placed on a gurney and taken back to the exam room.
Brooklyn's loincloth was removed from his waist so the scientists could collect some semen and sperm. Ray also wanted to study his reaction of arousal while he was out. He had a feeling the gargoyle wouldn't cooperate with him otherwise.
Using a dildo, just like they did in zoos sometimes to collect semen from male animals while they were asleep, Ray used it on Brooklyn. An additional drug was given for the state of arousal, but the actual thrusting came with inserting the dildo and touching the prostate gland.
Brooklyn got an erection and it was fascinating how big his member got from being flaccid. There was some thrusting from him in his sleep, even some grunting and moaning too. It was a little funny to some of the men. Another assistant had an artificial vagina and he put it over Brooklyn's member as the thrusts got harder and faster. The warmth simulated a female's vagina, making the urge even more powerful.
Brooklyn eventually emptied some of his seed into the AV. It was quite the load too. Then Ray took the dildo out of his body. The erection would slowly fade, but it was measured as well before that happened.
The assistant went to go examine the sperm in the seed and to get it ready for use in a special experiment the scientists were planning. Ray looked at how Brooklyn was breathing after the collection. He was breathing harder. His heart was listened too, and indeed, the heart was beating faster. It would calm down in time. His body temperature was raised as well.
A few tissue samples were taken again from his belly too. After that, the loincloth was put back on him before he would be returned to wake up on the bed with no knowledge of what happened.
Ray said to Melina, "You are not to tell him anything of this. Understand?" he decreed.
"Yes, Boss. I promise." Melina replied.
"Good."
...
Back in New York, the clan had been looking for Brooklyn ever since the night he had taken off. They hoped he hadn't run away for good this time. But it was more likely that he had been captured. There was no way he would abandon the clan.
The whole clan missed him and looked for him every night.
"I really hope the Quarrymen didn't find Brooklyn." Goliath said mournfully.
"I'm sure they didn't. You know that Brooklyn is resourceful and knows to seek good spots to roost." Elisa tried to reassure the leader. "But we'll keep looking." She was with him at her apartment this night.
Goliath took her into his arms to comfort him.
Goliath wondered who the new Second in Command would be if they didn't find Brooklyn at all. But he didn't want to think about that right now. He would still give it plenty of time before he would choose another. To him, Brooklyn was still out there and waiting for his rescue.
...
Broadway felt bad about his brother being missing and something happening to him. He knew Brooklyn had been lonely ever since Angela had chosen him as her mate.
The clan still found time to eat and would immediately go back out searching some more. Broadway even found himself making some of Brook's favorite foods at times. One time he had made grilled cheese sandwiches and one glance made tears come to his eyes and he couldn't help that he started crying.
Hudson took Broadway into his arms. "It'll be alright, Lad. We'll find him." The elder tried to comfort the cook gargoyle.
Lexington had the same feeling. He missed Brooklyn as well. He would often hang with him when he wasn't busy. He petted Bronx on the floor for comfort.
Bronx seemed to sense the clan's sadness and he too had a sadness in him too. He hadn't been able to smell out the red one for a while now. He would go by his room looking for him and there was no sign of him anywhere.
Angela also felt bad that Brooklyn was gone, but she hadn't regretted her decision in choosing Broadway for her mate. He made her happy. She still loved Brooklyn too, but only as like a brother and friend. She knew that he had had bad luck with some girls like Maggie and Delilah by now. Surely there was a girl out there somewhere for him.
But then, an idea popped into her head. What if that's why he disappeared? He had found a girl and they had run off together! But that didn't seem like the Brooklyn she or the others knew. Girl or not, he wouldn't run off on them like that. He had once and said he had learned his lesson and wouldn't leave them again. The clan was strongest as a unit.
Xanatos had even used his resources to try to find Brooklyn too and there was just nothing to be found. He had even been back with the Illuminati brothers and even they didn't have him. He knew that perhaps Owen as Puck could find him, but that required using Alexander's magic to try to find him. He would talk to his friend.
Owen agreed as Puck and to try to train with Alex to see if they could find Brooklyn.
...
Brooklyn came to in his room. He felt groggy in his head and he sat up slowly, rubbing it. "Oh, what happened?" he asked to no one in particular.
He then noticed that he felt strange in his lower body. He felt a little sore in his private area but he didn't notice much about his member. His stomach under his loincloth also felt tender too. He had a look and there was a mark and some bruising in a tiny spot. He rubbed it.
He vaguely remembered eating and then nothing. With the way he was feeling, he wouldn't doubt that he had been drugged. Even when he had taken naps before on his own when he felt he needed one, he usually didn't wake up feeling like he had a hangover.
His stomach was feeling a bit awkward too. The dizziness finally got to him and grabbing his beak as it filled with bile, he ran for the toilet, throwing up in it what he had eaten earlier.
He finished barfing and moaned, flushing the stool. "Oh, what did they do to me?" Brooklyn asked himself. He sat back to the wall, a hand on his belly. He didn't feel good right now.
On the cameras, Ray and Melina could see Brooklyn was awake again and feeling sick.
"We made the mistake of letting him eat before he was put under. He'll be fine, Melina." Ray said. "But you can give him some medicine to help control his nausea in a bit."
"Okay." She replied.
There was still lots of nighttime left. Brooklyn had made it back to the bed to lay down on it. He still felt terrible. He turned his head when he heard the door unlocking.
"What do you want?" he demanded groggily.
"It's just me. I brought you some medicine to help with your ailments." Melina stated.
Brooklyn glared at her. "Why should I believe you, that they aren't more drugs to knock me out again?"
"I had no control over that, Brooklyn. I didn't know the food was drugged, but if my boss needs you asleep, he would have a good reason for it. I'm sorry. But if you want to feel better from the drugs, this is the best thing to take for it." Melina explained. She had a bottle of Ibuprofen in her hands along with a glass of water.
Brooklyn knew that her boss was the one in charge. He reluctantly let her come near him and she gave him two capsules in his hand and the water. He gladly took them, along with an anti-nausea pill.
"What was done to me?" Brooklyn demanded to know.
"That I didn't see, so I don't know. Wish I could tell you that." Melina lied. She knew what had been done to him and knew that he would likely feel violated if he found out what they had done.
"Let me guess: They took something from my stomach?" Brooklyn assumed. "Is that why it's so tender?"
"I seriously don't know." Melina retorted. "I'm sorry."
Brooklyn wouldn't have a clue as to why they wanted anything from his stomach other than wanting food contents. They had made him lose his food contents by drugging him. He had nothing left in his stomach.
After that, it made the red gargoyle hesitant to eat any food at all when offered. Melina would have to show him that the food wasn't drugged in order for him to eat it.
"Brooklyn, I promise the boss isn't drugging you without a good reason. He'll want to see what your skills involve, but he doesn't want to hurt you." Melina said.
"I don't trust him. He already kidnapped me and took me far away from my home. But how do I know that I'm really in Nevada?" Brooklyn inquired.
When Ray heard that, he knew he would have to prove it to the gargoyle. With that, he ordered the strongest men to go into the room.
Brooklyn didn't see the men much, but he was seeing them now. They had a pair of cuffs in their hands. "What do you want?" Brook asked.
"You want prove of being in Nevada? We can show you, but you aren't leaving this cell without your hands being cuffed." One man declared sternly.
Brooklyn saw there was a dart gun in another's hands. He had no choice. "Fine." He gave in.
The man with the cuffs came forward and he put them on his wrists, pulling them behind his back. A chain was also attached to make Brooklyn come along.
Brooklyn walked along in between the two men. One was leading him along and the other with the dart gun behind him. Melina walked behind them. Brooklyn was led to a hallway that had an open plastic window where he would be able to see outside.
"See outside, Gargoyle? That is a desert out there. You are in Nevada." The lead man confirmed.
The red gargoyle had a good look. He didn't recognize this place and New York sure didn't look like that. He knew it would be a hard time finding food and water if he ever got away, but he would chance it sometime. He wasn't going to spend the rest of his life here.
With Ray and some other scientists, his secret project for Brooklyn was coming along quite well and would be ready soon. Until then, he wanted to start seeing what his new prize was capable of in some tests.
As he was being taken back to his cell, Ray came up to meet the men, Melina, and Brooklyn, who glared. Ray could tell by Brook's face that he wasn't happy to see him.
"Now that you are out of your room, I think it's time for some physical tests for you, Brooklyn." Ray said.
"What kind of tests?" Brook replied.
"Tests that show what your strength levels are, endurance, x-rays. That sort of stuff. It all should take a few nights. A few things at a time. Things to keep you busy and not so bored. We can always give you a TV or books if you ask." Ray explained.
"I just want to go home." Brooklyn admitted.
"I know, but these studies are crucial for your kind." Ray declared.
"I didn't need to be dragged all the way to Nevada to prove these abilities."
"Oh, but you did. There's just too much danger in New York. This place was more of a safe zone to do the tests safely. There's no Quarrymen out here. No pollution and we can do our tests in privacy, no one to spy on us. There's just less rules out here compared to over there in the eastern states." Ray explained.
"So, what do you want him for first?" The dart man asked.
"I think we'll work from the head down." Ray replied.
Brooklyn's eyes widened. What did that mean? "No." he said in a bit of fear.
"This way. You'll see. Nothing drastic. Just simple tests really, Brooklyn. We just need your cooperation." Ray stated.
"I won't let you do something to hurt me." Brooklyn exclaimed.
"There might be minimal discomfort but nothing big." Ray said. "Come."
The man behind him pushed him forward. He grunted at the push, growling. Brook went forward.
He was brought to a room where he was to evidently sit in a chair. "Sit down, Brooklyn." Ray ordered.
"No. I won't do your ridiculous test." Brooklyn growled.
Ray gave a nod and that was when two other men came out of nowhere and grabbed his arms. It surprised Brooklyn and he began to struggle. He used his tail to trip one of them up to get them off him and he whipped the other off him.
At that, Ray knew Brooklyn wasn't going to be cooperative so much. While he was out, his tail would need to be tied up too. When a dart was fired into Brooklyn's shoulder, it took the fight out of him enough, but not to where he was knocked out. A leg shackle was used to tie Brooklyn's tail to one of his legs. It would be that way anytime he was brought out of his cell from now on.
Brooklyn was then forced to the chair, where a strap was brought around his belly, tying him to the chair and his legs were tied to the legs. His arms remained behind him. Brook grunted and complained, trying to fight while even sedated.
"Don't do this!" Brook yelled.
From his blurry vision, he could see a big metal bar being brought forth. What was that for? Hitting him? His breathing was fast and heavy.
"Open your mouth." Ray ordered.
Brooklyn refused. He clenched his jaws.
Ray gave a body order again and there was a pull on one of his wings, making him yelp. The bar was immediately put into Brooklyn's mouth and he tried to bite down to teach someone a lesson, but that was what Ray wanted him to do. A beep was heard.
Brook hated the feel in his mouth that he was biting down on metal. He had heard the beep and stopped. The bar was pulled out of his mouth. He could now close his mouth again.
Ray looked at the number on how much the gargoyle's bite pressure was. "Hmm, interesting." He smiled.
The reading read that at its strongest, a gargoyle could bite even stronger than a human for sure. But then, it might depend on a gargoyle's head shape too. Being beaked, Brooklyn had a real good bite pressure, double that of a typical human. Though he didn't often use his teeth for defense, other than baring them to make himself look meaner to intimidate.
Ray was impressed. He wanted to examine his eyes, but that would have to be done when he was under some other time. He wasn't going to get Brooklyn's cooperation. He knew he was just scared, but he wasn't going to let that undermine him from doing what needed to be done.
He wanted to test his hearing too. Another man came forward with some ear covers. Brooklyn didn't know what they were but he didn't want them on him. He began to struggle some more.
"No! Don't do this please!" Brooklyn yelled. He tried to keep his head away from the man's reach.
"Oh, hold still, will you!" The man voiced firmly. Another suddenly grabbed onto one of Brooklyn's horns and it allowed him to get the earphones onto his ears from behind his horns. The middle part pushed Brook's hair down too.
"What are you going to do?" Brooklyn asked nervously.
"Relax, Brooklyn. My boss just wants to test your hearing. That's all." Melina came forward to assure him.
"Tell him, Melina, what he needs to do." Ray said. She nodded.
"Brooklyn, can you just cooperate with us? The more you do, the faster it's over. Since your arms are restricted, of which can't be helped, turn your head to the direction you're hearing the sound in the earphone." Melina explained.
Brooklyn knew he could do that. He saw the woman turn and nod. Then he heard a beep come on.
There were small beeps heard from within the device and he heard it from the right side first, turning his head toward the sound. Then the left.
Beeps on both sides were played up to ten times. The gargoyle nailed every one of them, showing he had super good hearing.
"I wonder how well you can really hear." Ray inquired.
The earphones were taken off his head. "Way better than you can ever expect to!" Brooklyn snapped at him.
"We can change that too." One man retorted off to the side.
"Back off." Ray ordered the man.
"Whatever."
"Now for a little exam on the wings since they're loose." Ray decreed.
That got Brooklyn squirming again, moving his shoulders about to get his hands free, but to no avail. The left wing was grabbed and Brooklyn froze, gasping. It had been grasped by the wing hand. The wing was gently spread out. Brook watched as a measuring cable was brought forth and the length was measured.
When it was full length and recorded, Ray said, "Wow. A full twelve feet of wingspan. It would be needed given your height and size, and probably weight too, whatever that is."
Brooklyn glared at him. His right wing was measured as well and it was the same length. The arms were also felt up and down to get a feel of what they were like. There was a light shown on the flaps too to see the blood vessels that lined them. There were also some thinner bone structures to allow the wings their movements.
X-rays were also taken of the bones in the wings. The ones in the flaps were thinner than the ones in the actual arm that caped and held clasped over the gargoyle's chest when he caped them. Ray planned to compare the wing arm bones with x-rays of the arm bones later.
While x-rays were being taken, Ray just had them taken all over his body by a portable x-ray model. It required more sedation by needle to get full cooperation from Brooklyn for those.
Ray also unstrapped the belly for a digestive system one. The chest was also taken. So were legs and tail. He just wanted pictures of all the body parts, what they looked like while healthy and would keep them for comparison in case of any broken bones in the future. He might use it as a punishment if he had to.
After these tests, Brooklyn was taken back to his room, where he was uncuffed and he was put into bed to sleep off his sedation.
Tomorrow, he wanted to test Brooklyn's physical strength with weightlifting, to see how strong he was with lifting. He also wanted to see how strong his hands were with tearing through metal too.