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Chapter 3
Several hours later, the sun falls into its casting form of an ever glowing sunset. Shadows fall off 8 stone statues as the night sky comes into full view. The stone statues crack and burst to life into 8 gargoyles. These gargoyles have awoken from their stone slumber. They have awakened to begin the night once again.
Brooklyn, the charcoal-red warrior and the clan's 2nd in command, goes over to his mate Delilah for a good evening kiss. Broadway, the turquoise champion, goes into the kitchen to fix up breakfast. The warm-hearted colossus goes over to the couple and politely asks, "You wanna join me and go make some breakfast?" Elisa and Demona should be off of work, and they probably are heading their way to the castle." "Sure, we can do that", asserted Delilah in a contented tone. The trio glides over to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the clan.
Lexington glides off toward the direction of the communications center for the main central computer to catch up on some old priorities. Angela's father and the wise one, Hudson, went off to begin their patrol in Midtown. "Make sure you make it back for breakfast", reminded Angela. "All right, lass. Be sure to remind us in due time through the communicators, for we might forget the time", spoke Hudson in a thankful manner. Bronx woofs at Angela, reminding her that it was her turn to walk him; she sighs and pats Bronx on the head and leads him on his walk throughout the castle walls.
3 hours later, everyone except her father and mother showed up for their breakfast. Her father had to stop a robbery in progress at Manhattan National Bank; her mother had to finish some invoices and proposals for her company's newest investment. Angela was a little disappointed that her blood parents couldn't attend her to breakfast. At least Elisa was here to talk with her because she hadn't told anyone else of what happened the night before. This was gonna be the best kept secret between daughter and mother; the rest of the clan would never hear the rest of this night.
Hudson spoke the prayer to the Lord like a noteworthy preacher of the local church. Finally, he reminded everyone of their everyday values we live to inspire to achieve greatly. Hudson is one of the members of the clan that pull them out of the toughest scrapes and fights and save their hides. To Angela, Hudson was like her grandfather. In Angela's eyes, she sees a wise solider who has deep drama in his heart but is able to handle any situation with the sense of a level-headed warrior. She cares for Hudson so much for that reasoning. Hudson was once the proud leader of the clan of gargoyles of Castle Wyvern. It is for his wisdom and integrity that he is still a reliable and dependable gargoyle. It's his careful empathy toward his family that makes him one of the most essential gargoyles in the clan.
As soon as Hudson finishes the prayer, everyone begins to hand out the bowls and pots of food to each other, so that they can get the food on their plates. They fill their plates with scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, pancakes, waffles, biscuits, ham, and homemade maple syrup. They gorge on their delicious food before they go back onto patrol. They talk about their nights on patrol, keeping NYC safe from the terrorists of controlled crime to the occasional supervillians like the Pack or the Quarrymen. Soon as breakfast was over, everyone except Angela and Elisa went back onto patrol to their various stations around the city.
Brooklyn and Delilah went over to Angela and Elisa asking, "What are your plans tonight?" They both smiled and replied, "We are going to do something in town together as a mother/daughter thing. You wanna join us?" Delilah wanted to try on some new outfits, since her current clothes were getting pretty old and ragged. Brooklyn needed a new leather jacket to compliment his Harley Davidson Knucklehead. His old jacket had lots of holes, rips, and tears from the many battles he had to protect the city and his angel of the night. They happily agreed to go as long as they could go find some new outfits for Delilah and a new leather jacket for Brooklyn. Angela asked Elisa if she should call up Dragon. Elisa smirks, "Sure thing, sweetie. We need his opinion on certain things and his money anyway."
Angela calls up Dragon, and he swiftly joins them into the open night sky a few minutes later. They stopped at the clothing stores to find some new clothes for the women. The girls come out of the store as happy as lovers on their first Valentine's Day date. They purchase some jeans, shirts, and really tight short skirts. They purchased some new lingerie from Victoria's Secret to help out with those spicy caliente evenings with their men. Next, they went out to the motorcycle shop to purchase some new leather jackets for Brooklyn, Dragon, Goliath, Broadway, David Xanatos, and Matt Bluestone. The girls in turn purchased jackets for themselves and their special family members and friends. Finally, they went out to McDonald's for dinner.
They returned to the castle an hour before sunrise. "You have fun?" They are startled by the deep voice that is the leader. He saw them earlier at the McDonald's on his way back into the castle. Delilah in a cheerful tone spoke very happily, "We sure did, Goliath!" Angela comes in through an entryway in the castle battlement with a package of cookies in her arm. "Here you guys, here are some cookies I want you to try out." Everyone except Goliath ate their cookie. He told her he will have it later. Everyone was surprised by the taste of the Oreo's, and they thoroughly enjoyed it. They wanted more, but the sun was rising. They got into their poses for the day, and they roared into the coming day. Their bodies froze up and turned back into stone. There they return into a day of healing and rest and Dragon flew home to catch up on his sleep. Elisa, kissing the stone form of her husband in the cheek, departs from the tower, and heads home to catch some snooze before she is begin on her shift once again the following evening.