Guardian: City of Stone

By Xenomorph666

Disclaimer: I own Vile, HOMe, Leto, Gik'reber and the Angel twins. Everything else is owned by Marvel, FOX or Disney

Summary: As a favor to SHIELD Vile goes on a mission to New York in search of a mysterious rogue scientist. What he finds is a clan of Gargoyles. HOMeVerse-Gargoyles Crossover

AN: Booyah wondered if this was going to happen an I originally said no, but since I need to do more research for the next story this one will be the official sequel. Enjoy. (Booyah also inspired this chapter.)

Booyah: Interesting suggestions, I'll do that.

Sea of Lights

Elisa Maza was not pleased with the strange being called Vile. As they walked up the stairs silently to the roof she could not help but think of how he called himself a monster. While she found his appearance startling for the most pert, it wasn't anything she couldn't get used to, so she doubted he called himself a monster because of his looks. The question kept nagging at her, even as Goliath and the others tore themselves from their stone casings, even during the debriefing and the uncertainty of relying on Vile as a legitimate team mate she could not place how he could see himself as monster. Had people really treated him that badly?

Then she remembered the news reports about mutants in a fair sized suburb called Bayville. She connected the reports with his appearance and could only guess he had an X-Gene, though that was as old as gargoyles in the news by now. From there it was not hard to see why he could consider himself a monster, but still she wasn't satisfied.

When the debriefing was over Xanatos excused everyone for half hour to take a break. Goliath took this time to think in silence, Brooklyn and Lex took the time to discuss how much they could trust Vile, Broadway and Angela went to look at the moon and Bronx stayed obediently by Hudson's side. Vile simply disappeared and left the others in confusion as to how.

"What's troublin' ya lass?" Hudson asked before he started for the door.

"He called himself a monster. I can't see why." She was still thinking about it.

"Elisa, have ye seen his eyes? Have ye seen the pain tha fills'em?" Hudson asked this gently as he sat by her.

"Not really, no. Kind of hard when he won't look at you." Elisa smiled.

"He's a warrior, and my guess would be he hasn't always done the right thing and now his sins plague his soul." With that Hudson got up and went for the door. "What ever his sins, he pays for them everyday he is alive. I think we can trust him as long as he trust's us." Bronx stayed behind and nuzzled against Elisa's leg.

"I know boy, you're hungry, lets go get you some food." Elisa got up and walked to the kitchen, Bronx following right behind her. When she got there Vile was at the counter holding a small cup of water in his gigantic hands. "We seem to be running into each other a lot today." She said with a smile.

He simply grunted in reply, as she reached into the refrigerator and pulled a small chicken out for Bronx. She then unwrapped it and put it in his bowl. She sat across from Vile trying to catch a glimpse of his eyes, but he kept his eyes locked on the cup of water.

"Searching for Davy Jones' locker?" She said it as a joke, but it pulled Vile's attention immediately.

"Thinking." He said as he looked at her directly for the first time.

"About what?" She asked innocently.

"About whether or not I can trust you and your friends." He said sternly. "The gargoyles I think I can trust, but Xanatos, I don't sense a lot of honesty there."

"And I'm lumped in with Xanatos, why?" She asked a little offended.

"You're human. I have never known an honest human, save for two people." He didn't say how one was dead, and the other was an invalid.

"Well that's a bit harsh don't you think? Sure there are people who hate mutants, doesn't mean you should do the same." She shrugged.

Vile began to laugh, at first it was a low chuckle, then it turned into roaring laughter. Elisa was to say the least, scared and confused.

"Did I say something wrong?" She asked, wide eyed with a little fear.

"No, you're the first person to ever presume I was a mutant, instead of a demon." Vile laughed some more. "But I am neither."

"So what are you then?" Elisa asked as Goliath came rushing in.

"A monster, a genetic aberration that once sought to simply cause pain and suffering on lesser beings. I was a genocidal maniac, a murderer, sociopath and sadist. I was of the Hive." He said the entire thing with a look of disgust on his face. "I was a xenomorph, now I am a monster, to hunt the devils." Vile then got up and walked away, brushing past Goliath with little care or respect.

"I believe he is troubled by something far deeper than what he used to be." Goliath whispered to Elisa. "I will try and find out."

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I was angry even though I had no reason to be. I was used to people asking about my past, but something today made me remember my mother, and her sacrifice. Whenever the thoughts of those monsters that killed her entered my head, I became emotionally stressed. SHIELD even tried to regress me to help my memories, but it proved to be a dangerous aspect of my life to dive into. As I neared the edge of the castle I heard someone leap into the shadows and saw flash of blue and red.

"Trying to track me I see." I said silently as I looked out over the edge.

"Heh, you saw me." Spider-Man, a man I had little care for came out of the shadows. "What are you doing alive, The Professor said you were… dead."

"To quote a great author…" I started, but I from the sigh that came from behind the mask I think he knew the quote.

"Yeah, well what are you doing in New York, and why aren't you, ya know killing people?" He had never seen me after our initial "meeting" so I wasn't surprised by this question.

"HOMe helped me in a way to find myself. To unlock memories buried deep in my mind." I looked out over the ocean of lights that was New York.

"Right, well don't try anything ok. Or I'll have to kick your butt." I couldn't tell but I think might have winked at me.

"You tell them I'm alive, and I'll kick yours." I said plainly. "They aren't to know."

"Right. Just remember, I'll be watching you." He said slyly as he crawled down the tall building.

"A friend?" Goliath, had snuck up on me during my conversation.

"An interloper." I said plainly.

"The outburst in the kitchen, I can't help but think there is more to it than what you say." I could tell where he was going.

"Traveling that road is dangerous, gargoyle, I don't even travel it unless I have to." I hadn't changed my position.

"I take it, it involves family." He stated it rather than asked, and I looked at him curiously.

"Yes." I said as I looked back over the illuminated sea of lights.

"And revenge?" He asked, my claws tightened into a fist as I thought of the man who killed my mother.

"Yes." I gritted through my teeth.

"Then I will offer some small advice: Vengeance means nothing if it is obtained without honor." He turned and left then, leaving me to my thoughts and the night sea of lights.