Anya: Hello, again. I hope you are enjoying the story.

Me: Whoa, I thought you weren't a people person.

Anya rolled her eyes: I have never interacted with humans, remember.

Me nodding: Okay, I'm bored with this conversation. Besides why are you drawing Brooklyn in sexy poses, wait a minute, when did you start to draw?!

Anya running with her drawing in her hands with Brooklyn blinking as she ran by, and Me chasing after her.

Brooklyn shrugged his shoulders: Sexyshewolf doesn't own Gargoyles, they belong to Disney. Original characters belong to Sexyshewolf.

He wince when he heard crashing, and glass breaking, he winced: Ah, guys you alright. I better go check on them. Hope you enjoy the story! Oh, if you want to hear the lyrics of the song below, type in Origins, Spirits of the Past opening. She hasn't found the person who owns the movie to give credit to. If you know, that would be helpful, because she likes giving credit to the original people, after all she loves their work, so she gives them credit. This is the English words for the song. Enjoy!

In a stillness, a single seed falls.

It ripples spread out, lapping at the bottom of the well.

Oh, cold wind, that shakes the forest of my agitated heart, if we can live and let live, let's go on as we are.

Everyone who heart the quiet voice of this forest wept for the noise.

3,25,15,21,23,1.

The sound clamors within this forest incessantly, yet quietly.

It gives moments of tranquility back to my troubled heart.

The sound clamors within this forest incessantly, yet quietly.

It gives moments of tranquility back to my troubled heart.

The sound clamors within this forest incessantly, yet quietly.

It gives moments of tranquility back to my troubled heart.

She always love the opening song to the Origins, Spirits of the Past, it was a remarkable movie in her book. She found music on the internet. Even with people separate by walls, the internet made great progress over the years. As satellites were going further into space, one day life would be found, but not in this time. Anya opened her eyes as she stared up into the tree's leaves. She was at peace right now, as the music was on a repeat and was playing as she laid in the water. David built them a pool where it was a nature getaway. Anya enjoyed it as the gargoyles were there after patrol. Anya didn't want to do patrol, she didn't want the animal to get out. As she looked through the artificial light through the tree's leaves she was at peace in the water. She had many mutants that made her the living weapon as others called her.

She was young in gargoyle years, maybe younger than Goliath, but Goliath understood the weight of leadership, so they had conversations, but they really didn't see eye to eye. Brooklyn and her got along, but she would sometimes was different. He looked at her as she looked toward the artificial light. She sighed as she pushed herself away from the edge with her tail. Chirp had finally met her dad, but he was in shock, so it took a toll on her. Chirp was seeing on the rocks watching her older sister float in the water. Chirp couldn't believe that her father wasn't accepting her, Elisa walked over to Chirp, "Hey, Chirp. How you feeling?"

Chirp chirped, as Elisa looked toward Anya, "I feel terrible that my own dad does not accept me."

Elisa smiled, as she patted Chirp on the shoulder, "Matt is in his prime, so children isn't on his mind."

Anya blinked, she didn't lie, she didn't sugar coat it. Anya was positive that Matt would come around, after all when they froze in stone, Matt was over the hill by ten years and three years. She was listening as Elisa finally figure out that Chirp's noise is by Morse code. She was happy that everyone was starting to understand Chirp. Owen was walking toward them as Matt was rubbing his neck, Chirp rose her neck. Matt sighed, "Sorry for running out on you like that, but if I had known that. It is different when you know because of a woman is pregnant with your kid. This is different. You were experiment, and you are different."

Chirp was leaping over like a lemur over as she chirped, Matt raise an eyebrow, "Thank you for forgiving me, even though I don't deserve it."

Chirp was hugging her daddy, Anya sighed, she didn't understand the way life was, when Kiba looked toward something. He dashed into the water with Anya. Anya watched as he turned himself into a fish, and disappeared under the rocks. Anya was looking to see a man with blue skin and white hair. She didn't understand what he wanted. She didn't recognize that it was Lord Oberon. She snorted, when he walked over to Owen, "So you produce a child that means that the child is coming back to Avalon."

She leaped out of the water, "Oh, hell no! He's part of my clan. Owen didn't know about him, and you aren't taking him anywhere."

Oberon glared at her, "Who are you to command, Lord Oberon?"

Anya snorted, "You are still the same even when we meet fifty years later, more or less in the future."

Oberon lifted an eyebrow at this, "You are from the future, since you are from the future what can you tell us?"

Anya snorted, "A man name Sec is looking for your mystery Avalon, and is planning to rule it, kicking you off the throne. He hasn't been made yet."

Oberon glared at her, "What do you mean made?"

Anya shook off the water that was dripping off her hair that was driving crazy, "Science, not magic. Now leave, the child did not exist until year 2046. You will have your time."

Oberon bowed in respect at the leader and the new information, and left with his queen. Anya sighed as she heard the rain, the last time she heard it was when she was eleven years old. A time that had changed, a year later.

Anya glared at the water as Kiba started to slither away from the water edge, when Anya hissed, Kiba jumped and ran. Tigre was chuckling as he bit into an apple as he watched Anya chases after Kiba. Kiba knew better than to hid information from an assassin, it's worse than death. She would use her fighting skills, and make you train harder than ever.

Anya was at a computer typing away, she knew what to do with a laptop. She was typing up the years that she needed to be careful. The clan had separated before 994, so she had to find the remaining survivors. They would need names if they were going to live in the 21st century. Anya sighed as she counted the gargoyles that she would have to find. When she slapped her forehead, Hudson chuckled, "Remember something?"

Anya nodded, "What year did your mate die?"

Hudson gaped at her as she glanced over the laptop, "What?"

Anya looked at him, "What I am going back sure I bring back all the gargoyles that were once a part of this clan?"

He sighed, "971, it was the year I lost the one I love."

Anya was typing away, it was sometime that some of the gargoyles left in 988 and 994. She had to do this careful for some of these gargoyles could already be gone during that time. She would save the main group and come back to save them. Then she thought of something, "Why did the clan split?"

Hudson sighed, "Clans I have known were huge, clans can be as big as a hundred, or as small as our group. Clans can have up to two hundred members."

Anya nearly fell off the couch, after that comment, "Two hundred."

Hudson chuckled, "Our clan was about 50 gargoyles, we may have been some, but we were fighters, we may have lost ones through war and death, before we were frozen in stone."

Anya sighed, "I hope I can find the lost ones. That's going to be a lot of gargoyles here."

Hudson laughed, "The humans couldn't handle a large population." Anya looked up, Hudson had gotten serious, "So the clan decided to form a branch clan, but we never heard from them."

Anya nodded as she made a count of deaths and who was who. She had thirteen, but she knew that she would have more. She would have to count and find. She sighed as she rubbed her forehead, she would have to go alone, but the way the time was Brooklyn was there. She would know after 994, she could bring Brooklyn back with her after that, because the other gargoyles would be able to trust him. She would need Othello and Desdemona's help in order to get their past lives to trust her.

She found them in the garden, she waited by the doors, "Othello, Desdemona, are you busy?"

Othello looked up from his love's face, "We were just relaxing here."

Desdemona sat up with clicks and gears, "Is there something you need?"

Anya leaped, glided over the small stream, she sighed as she sat down beside them, "I'm about to go on my mission to save your clan from being destroyed. How would I gain your trust in the past?"

Desdemona and Othello were thinking of ways that they would have trusted another gargoyle that looked as strange as her. She was white and there were hardly any white gargoyles born into a rookery. They were thinking long and hard. They didn't know what to say, when Hudson rubbed his beard as he listened to Anya's talking. Anya sighed as she laid on the grass, "Something that both of you know, but no one else would know that is from outside of the clan."

Desdemona started laughing, Othello looked at her, "What are you laughing about?"

Desdemona pointed at him, "There is a scar on Othello's left buttock from arrow. He broke off the shaft before Goliath or Mentor could help. It was stuck in the next evening, and it left a scar. He roared with angry at having a bandage wrapped around his hips for a whole night, and the next night, he was able to take it off."

Othello sighed, "It's not funny. Besides only Goliath and Mentor know about it."

Anya sat up, snapping her fingers, "That's it, only things that Goliath and Hudson would know."

The scar was covered by his loincloth, so only Desdemona was able to see it, because they were mates. Anya was wondering how she would earn Desdemona's past trust. Othello's was with the scar. She was laying back on her back when she thought of something, "Who shot the arrow?"

Desdemona was clearing her throat, as Othello pointed at her, "She was playing around with a bow and arrow. Mentor, Goliath, Desdemona and I were on patrol. We stopped to get a drink from the river, when she found a bow and arrow. She was pulling and didn't know how to shot. Mentor started her and she let go. I was standing up when it hit. We were young."

Desdemona shot an arrow, and gave Othello a scar in his left buttock. Anya nodded as she was smiling, "That works, only Hudson and Goliath would know."

Anya went to her room as she was working on what time to go to, she would go the year 970. Goliath would be the same age as the trio. She would go into that time and save Hudson's mate. She would have to save her, before she died the next year. It had been during the summer that Othello had been hurt, so she planned to go during the winter. She notice something that she was calculating something, then she started laughing. Brooklyn would be twelve years old, but he would be the age of six in human years. She was looking at ahead when she was startled. She flipped the intruder over her shoulder. She howled, when she saw who it was, she blinked, then growled, "Brooklyn! What the hell?"

Brooklyn chuckled nervously, rubbing his neck, "Hey Anya, how are you doing?"

She growled, as she fisted her hands to keep from punching Brooklyn, "Trying not to kill you. You realize if I hadn't realize your scent, I would have killed you."

Brooklyn realized his mistake and nodded, "Sorry, but Hudson sent me up here to check up on you."

Anya was packing some supplies, and some maps. Hudson had been some help on the landmarks, and where she needed to go. She studied the spell again as she spoke it in Latin, "Dormiatis dum castellum nubes ascendat." She translated to English, "May you sleep until the castle rises above the clouds."

The first stop was to find a cave that existed under the castle, where she would hid Hudson's Mate, (Okay, no one has a name for her, but I need to give her a name, but connected to personality, still looking this stuff up, any suggestions on name), she sighed, "I am going back to the past."

Brooklyn reached toward her, "When will you be back?"

Anya smiled as she walked over to him, "I'll back after I throw the same spell on Hudson's mate like the one that was cask on you all in 994."

Brooklyn touched her shoulder, "Be careful and come back to us."

Anya smiled as Hope fluttered over to her, "Are you ready, boss?"

You better change into your medal self, so no one questions about an orange bird.

Anya waved goodbye to Brooklyn as she was engulfed into flames. She was rolling in the air as she got the wind back under her wings. She was soaring over farm land as she flapped her wings. She was soaring on the air currents, when a gust of wind torn the air out of her lungs. Suddenly it started to downpour, she had to land. She was glad that she packed a cloak in case she had to walk. She landed and started walking to Castle Wyvern hoping that she would be able to get there.

She sighed, this is going to be hard as she found the sight, but there was no castle. She groaned, this would wreck her plans on saving Hudson's mate. She was walking around the cliff when something hit her on the side. She looked down to see a little twelve year old Brooklyn the size of a six year old child. She was watching as he was shivering as he went under her cloak. She opened her wings further as he went under her wings and next to her legs, as he curled around them.

She smiled, Brooklyn, she was in the right place, so the clan was nearby. As she stood by a tree that she had took shelter under, when she could hear, "Hatchling! Hatchling!"

She looked down to see Brooklyn fast asleep curled around her spiked tail, she sighed, and she might as well stood still. When she saw her father walking toward her, he bowed, "Stranger, have you seen a red gargoyle?"

She nodded, "He is curled around my tail right now asleep."

Younger Hudson was amazed, "Are ye a gargoyle?"

She nodded as she held the cloak close as wind started getting stronger, when a branch started to crack, she was listening as she kneeled down picking up Brooklyn in her arms as she moved when the branch crackled, she moved away as she moved next to her father as the tree fell down to its side. Younger Goliath and Younger Othello was holding their arms up to see that their Mentor was near a cloaked figure.

They walked over pushing against the wind, Younger Hudson looked toward his rookery sons as they were near, the cloaked figure and him. Anya shouted over the wind, "We need to get out of this storm."

They looked at their leader, as he shouted, "She is gargoyle."

As they were pushed by the wind as they walked toward the edge of the cliff, they started climbing down as Anya held Brooklyn in her tail. It was curled around his sleeping body as the four adult gargoyles were struggling against the wind. Anya lost her grip by her feet as she was jerked down by the wind, handing onto one hand onto the rocks. She gasped at the pain in her arm as she looked down to see her father climbing back to her side. She twisted so that she could grab, but the rock broke away. As she reached for the rock, her father grabbed her wrist and pulled her onto his back. He climbed downward toward the cave.

Wyvern Hill was near Point of Ardnamurchan, maybe 83 miles from Castle Urquhart on the Loch Ness. She felt the wind die when they entered the cave, Younger Demona and Young Desdemona rushed over Younger Brooklyn as they took him out of her arms. Brooklyn woke up to see who had him, she looked toward the cloak figure as he waved as they walked away from them. Anya smiled as she waved bye to Younger Brooklyn. She knew by her knowledge that Robbie had meet her father sometime in 967, but she didn't know how. She was watching everyone as they looked at the cloaked figure many were readying themselves for a fight. She would wait to see what her father would do.

. She was rotating her arms as she looked toward her father, she was going to play dumb and stupid. 'Are you the leader?'

Younger Hudson nodded, "Aye lass."

She was glad that Hudson spoke with her how to understand Scotland language.

Anya nodded, when Younger Goliath walked up to her, as Younger Hudson held up his hand, 'Foolish woman, this is not a night to be out in a storm.'

Anya replied trying to remember her father's lessons, 'I travel to find a clan that will accept me for I am different.'

Younger Othello moved to Younger Goliath's side, "Who are you, why do you hid?"

Anya sighed as she pulled the water soaked cloak, she was wringing the cloak as the gargoyles gaped at her, and they were looking at the feathers wings to the long hair and her clothing. She was wringing the last of the water, when Brooklyn came running on all fours and jumped onto her tail. She heard the laughter and realized Brooklyn's scent, so it didn't surprised her. She turned and picked the little gargoyle up, she smiled as she rubbed her nose against his beak. He laughed as she threw him up in the air, he laughed as she caught him and started tickling him. She saw the younger Broadway, and younger Lexington hanging back as Brooklyn did some chirping and growls. The two followed him as they looked at the strange gargoyle.

They were unsure of her, until they saw her eyes. Blue eyes that shimmer in the fire as they gave such a beauty to the shining blue. Lexington was looking into the very different gargoyle as she smiled, she was smiling as she looked down at the younger Lexington. Younger Brooklyn was laid across her shoulder on his back and giggled when he back flipped in the air and showed off. Broadway was a skinny thing as he looked up at the pretty lady. The Trio was enchanted by the female gargoyle. Two gargoyle beast were walking up to her, growling. She held out her five finger out for them to sniff. They whined in happy as they went up to her and licked her.

The gargoyles settled, Anya thought of names for them in her head, Chaw and Chomp, as the two gargoyle beast licked her. She was about to speak when a gust of wind howled across the entrance of the cave. Anya looked at the windy rain as the storm powerful. She folded her wings as she stood up, the Trio followed her as the gargoyles were finishing up cook a boar. Anya accepted the meat as she finished till the last drop.

A female walked over to Hudson as she wrapped her arms and wings around him, "My love, I thought something had happened to you."

Anya could see the features that Broadway possess belonged to this female. She had the teal coloring, and the fin ears like Broadway did, but she had distinct wing structure. She had a brow ridges and a small crest, but the funny thing about her was her tail. It was like a fan, it had the same leather skin that a gargoyle possesses. It would have out then close like a fan, so it must be like a rudder for her to do quick turns in the air. Anya notice that Hudson's mate is hairless. Hudson's mate looked at Anya, she blinked, "Hello there, what clan do you heed from?"

Younger Hudson spoke, "She is a rogue looking for a clan."

Hudson's mate, Anya named her in her head, Grace, "Welcome to our clan."

Anya swallowed, "Thank you for letting me be here."

Thunder crashed and echoed through the cave, it scared the hatchlings as they got near the adults as lightning flickered through the air as the hatchling Trio were tucked under Anya's wings. She made a small shelter for them. Grace looked down at them, she smiled, and "They usually don't go to others. Are you a rookery mother?"

Anya wiped her mouth with her forearm, "I had to raise my younger rookery brothers and sisters. There was only one in the rookery each time."

Grace gasped, "Oh my. Where is your clan now?"

Anya sighed, "They ran off to find their parents and I went looking for mine, but I found him too late, he has a new clan to worry about."

Grace sat beside Anya as the Trio curled around her feet that were covered with fur were four toe with sharp black claws at the end of each toe, "I have traveling with my love for a long time, but you are the most different gargoyle that there is. I know by the look of you. You are not from this time."

Anya's eyes widen as Grace gently smiled, Anya had put on some of Angela's clothes from her everyday clothes that she wore in the future. Anya had made sure that she had hidden Hope very well, and her pictures, everything that was from the future, "I don't know what you mean."

Grace smiled, "I can see it in your eyes and saw how you move. You move like a human. You act like a human. The way you act with my love, you knew our language, but you were not born of this clan. You know more about us, then we know of you."

Anya sighed as she looked down at the Trio as younger Demona and younger Desdemona picked up the trio and walked back to the rookery. Anya smiled as she looked at Grace, "Okay, if you think I am from a different time."

Grace smiled as everyone was doing chores, they were away from the clan, so that they couldn't be heard, "You are from the future, maybe 100 years."

Anya smiled and laughed, "I am actually from a time of 2058, which is a thousand eighty – eight years later. I travel time to the past that is nearly fifty years earlier. Now I have traveled back in time about a thousand thirty – seven years."

Grace blinked, "Why?"

Anya looked around Grace to see who was listening, but no one was. She looked at Grace, "To save my father's clan from being killed and protecting all that was destroyed during the day."

Grace looked at her in horror, "We must warn my love."

She stood up, but Anya jerked her back down, "No one is dead until 994, you are supposed to die sometime the next year."

Grace popped down beside her, "I die, but how?"

Anya sighed, "Hudson didn't understand that either, you should have healed from your stone sleep, but you never woke up."

Grace sighed, "We will let things run its course, but you must stay until I am gone and support my love."

Anya nodded, "How long have you been mates?"

Grace smiled, "Forty – three summers."

Anya nearly fell off her seat, wow, no wonder her father wanted his mate back, the next time they saw each other. Grace was going to be young, and Hudson would be old. They said that lost love is rekindled like a wild fire.

Grace was looking at Anya, "If there is any way to save my love from a broken heart, please save me."

Anya nodded as she made the promise with Grace. Anya stayed with the clan, as she watched her father and Prince Malcolm. It was the spring of 971, she was sighing as the Trio ran around her legs as she flicked her tail, slapping Brooklyn on the butt when he was trying to eat her fur again. Grace had got to know all her secrets. Anya was looking at the sky, when she saw a fifty old man. She snorted as he looked up at her. The trio looked at him, as they growled, when the man swipe his staff at them. They hid her legs, Anya spit some acid on his staff. The old man looked at the white gargoyle, he stepped back and kept walking as she watched. She heard the air under wings as someone landed beside her, she sniffed the air to smell it was Grace.

Anya only spoke the name when it was in secret, or when the Trio was near, giving the excuse of watching over young. Grace looked at Anya and then the old man, "You do not like the man."

Anya snorted, "Like him as much as a pile of horse dung."

The trio made a gagging noise as Anya smiled as Grace watched the old man talk with Prince Malcolm, Grace sighed, "He is the Archmage that he will be an invaluable ally."

Anya snorted, "I don't like the way he looks. He is bad news."

"I thought I was the only one to have this feeling." Anya turned to look at her father as he walked near the children as they ran out of his way. Anya looked at her father, he had light shade of brown hair that came to shoulders, and the beginning of the long beard she known him for.

Anya turned to him, "I don't trust him."

Grace nodded as Hudson went to talk with the Prince, Grace had to go leave to get supplies. She was gathering apples when she heard one of the younger gargoyles, Anya had said that he went by the name Iago in the future. She had to fly near the Archmage's cave to gather apples, when she heard by the time four years come in time, it would make him invincible. The Archmage had entered an alliance with Iago due to his cunning for reason. Grace had to tell her love, known as Hudson. She was about to take flight when Iago tackled her in the back. She fell to the ground with a grunt as she back flipped like Anya taught her.

Grace felt happy that she had Anya to teach her how to fight, even when she was against. Grace dodged a fist, then a foot that was kicked at her face. She pushed her elbow against her body, and her hand against the ground as she kicked Iago's feet out from under him. The Archmage had come out of his cave as Iago pulled back to leave Grace in the path of the magic.

The Archmage raised his hand when a scream howl came out of nowhere and fire was shot in the Archmage. Anya flew down as Grace lifted her arms, Anya pulled Grace up as they glided toward the castle. Iago flew behind them with a crossbow as he took a shot. Iago was looking at the figure, he couldn't see who it was due to the smoke from the flames. His eyes were watering as he had taken the shot. Grace fell from the sky as Anya screamed, she flew close to Grace as she soften their landing. Iago flew out of sight, as Hudson, Goliath, Othello and Desdemona flew to them. Grace was laying on the ground on her stomach, she was crying, "It hurts. It hurts, Anya."

Anya looked toward the sky, it was near dawn. They laid her on a stretcher as they softly glided toward the castle, they went to the cave to lay her in the rookery. She was crying as Hudson stayed with her, she was crying as the arrow was near her heart. No matter what they do, if they yank it out, they could pierce her heart. She would die, right there. Hudson was upset that he had to leave Grace to speak with Prince Malcolm.

Anya sighed it could feel the dawn coming as she looked at Grace, Grace gave a teary smile, "You sure there will be doctors that save my life."

Anya nodded, "They can save your life, so don't worry."

The trio was watching as Anya stood up, she made them stand behind her as she raised her hand at Grace, "Dormiatis dum castellum nubes ascendat."

As the magic swirled around Grace, she had went into stone sleep, a short minutes before dawn came. She went into a stone sleep also. She woke up, howling as she picked the flakes off of her. She looked Grace as she laid there with an arrow in her back close to her heart. She could hear fast footsteps as Hudson, the Prince, and the Archmage. She had turned her skin to blend in with the background. Hudson kneeled down to Grace as he gently touched her face, the Prince looked at his Archmage, "What is going on?"

The Archmage looked down at the gargoyle, "I only know that that there is a spell for this, but I just came this afternoon. I was with you all afternoon. There couldn't have been anyone to cask the spell."

Hudson stood up, "Is there a way to wake her?"

Archmage looked at him, "The castle is above the clouds."

Hudson looked at his love, she would be sleeping a painless sleep, and "We will leave her here in the rookery."

The Prince and Archmage left as Anya unblended transforming into a beautiful woman with white hair and blue eyes as she hovered over to Hudson, "She will live, but she went sleep for nearly a thousand years. She will be safe."

Anya created a dirt clone to look like her as the clone walked over to Grace, Anya spoke, "She will protect Grace through time and space. She will be with you, and nearing to you then you ever could imagine."

Hudson shed tears as he touched his love's cheeks so sweetly, "Just help her live again."

Anya nodded as she flashed a bright light, blinding Hudson, she did it quickly blinding Hudson. She moved the earth to make a small cave that she gently moved Grace into, and slid a large boulder over the entrance, then with blue flames. She disappeared, Hope pulled into the red flames as she vanished. Anya was so tired that she grunted as she laid on the ground in a muddy puddle as she pulled her cloak out again. She had ready herself as she was pushed through the wind and rain. Goliath should be leader by now. She was in the year of 993, she didn't know what would going on. A man looked down at the cloak figure, "Who goes there?"

She screamed, "I wish to speak with Goliath."

The rain pounding on her as she huddled against her wings and cloak, what did anyone want to live during this crazy weather? She saw a huge shadow look down upon her, she smiled; he had his growth spurt. She looked up as Goliath recognized her as he folded her wing around her as they went inside the castle. They went to the lower part of the castle as the gargoyles were eating. Anya was shivering as getting soaked through the bone didn't help.

As she looked up to see a gargoyle beast growling at her, Lexington was trying to stop him from growling at her, when she walked over out from under Goliath's wing. She held out her hand, she saw that it was the younger Bronx. She held her hand up from under her cloak and wings, holding out the five fingers. Some of the younger gargoyles didn't know who this woman was and why Goliath brought her into their home.

Bronx was whining happy, when a couple more gargoyles walked, it was younger Hudson walking in, "What's he barking about?"

Anya pulled her hood, "Hello, it's good to see you in good health."

Younger Hudson laughed, going to her as he hugged her, he whispered in her ear, "Is she safe?"

Anya pulled back and smiled, "She is good."

Younger Hudson nodded, when they heard three shouts, "Rookery aunt!"

Anya was nearly bulldozed over by three teenagers, she laughed as she hugged each of them, Lexington first, Broadway, then Brooklyn, but she held him longer, as she whispered as pulled back to look at them, "What did I miss?"

Iago was in the corner listening as the rookery aunt had returned. The trio was near her, talking to her as they were speaking to her. Iago looked at his rookery brothers and sister, he was planning to drive them apart, when Anya came over to him, he growled, "What do you want?"

Anya looked into his eyes, when Iago's jaw dropped, he felt a warmth that was starting to melt his ice cold heart. Iago started to blush as Anya smiled, "I know what you did."

Iago gasped as he backed up, "I don't know what you are talking about."

Anya sighed, as she was away from the group, so they couldn't hear her and his conversation, "I know about the fire, and the crossbow."

Iago was stricken with fear, "Are you going to tell Goliath?"

Anya shook his head, "Just stop chasing after your rookery sister, she is not the one for you."

Iago looked away, "Goliath has his angel of the night, and my rookery brother has our rookery sister."

Anya touched his shoulder, when Megan flashed through her mind, she smiled, for Megan was Iago's soul mate. She smiled, "You do have a mate, I have meet her, but she hasn't been born yet."

Iago looked at her, "Are you a fortunate teller? Do you have magic abilities?"

Anya shook her head, "I am actually here from a different time."

Younger Othello and younger Desdemona had walked near them, "That's impossible. How can you be a time traveler?"

Anya smiled, she pointed to Othello, "He has a scar on his left buttock, and you," pointing to Desdemona, "shot the crossbow hitting him in the butt."

They looked her as they looked at one another, she hardly talked to Goliath and Mentor. They blinked, "It's true, but only Goliath and Mentor only know about that."

Anya sighed, "Come with me."

The four flew to a cliff that was near Wyvern Hill, Anya yawned this time travelling was becoming tiring. Anya sat down in one of the many caves, as she yawned as they landed inside the cave. Anya was looking at them, "Okay, you all want to know the truth."

They nodded, as she looked at them, "I am from the future. Your rookery mother that never woke up, I cast a spell onto her. She is alive, and well. Actually she still has that arrow, but she is alive. The reason I am telling you three is because in the future in the time that I am from you are dead, but was brought back to life."

Younger Othello gasps, "Sorcery?"

Anya nodded, "Part of it is science, that I won't explain, but you three have different bodies. They were made out of metal, you," she pointed to younger Othello, "Had parts from these guys to make up your body, you three were sharing the same body. Three souls in one body."

She pulled out a drawing that she had done of Othello. She showed it to him, he looked at younger Desdemona and younger Iago showing them the drawing. Then she pulled out drawings of Iago, and Desdemona. They had started shedding tears, this was there future. Younger Othello looked at Anya, "How do we stop this?"

Anya sighed, "Your rookery sister betrayed you."

The rookery brothers looked at younger Desdemona, Anya shook her head, "The angel of the night."

They gasped, "Goliath's love."

She nodded, "She made a deal with Robbie that the Vikings would take the people and leave the gargoyles alone, but the Vikings broke the deal. Robbie tried to stop Hakun from destroying your clan, but the only survivors were Goliath, Mentor, the Trio and the gargoyle beast, also in the future, Goliath's love is named Demona, she glided down to the shore, and hoped that everyone went as planned, but she came back to see you all scattered. She left only returning when Magus casted the spell on Goliath and everyone else."

Younger Othello nodded, "What was this spell?"

Anya breathed in a yawn, "A stone spell. You are in a stone sleep until the castle is above the clouds."

Younger Desdemona was looking at her love, "Why are you telling us this? Why did you come to save us, when you are not from our clan?"

Anya winced, how she was going to explain that one. She would mostly tell what happened. After 1994, when the spell was broken. She explained science the best way possible. She was up to the point where Iago had betrayed but he had changed his mind now that he knew that there was someone for him in the future.

Then she stopped at the year 2007, "The future will change due to my clan coming from our time to their time."

Iago rubbed his head, "Time travelling is so confusing."

Anya laughed, "You all will be put in a spell that is sleep, but for you all. I will also add a spell where you all have memories of the altered time that way, you remember and know what is going on in 2007. It would feel like you never left, and Goliath and the others will remember too."

Iago sighed, "So my name is Iago."

Desdemona smiled, "I go by the name Desdemona."

Othello smiled, "I go by Othello."

Anya nodded, "For now, we will go by brother and sister, and I go by Rookery aunt. No one must know until I tell you when it is time. The time must not be altered, Goliath and the others will have their place go on, or you all will not have a home to go to."

Younger Othello looked at her, "Will we be safe?"

Anya stood up, waving her hands as the boulder moved, the gargoyles gasped as to see their rookery mother frozen at night, Anya turned to them, "I will place you here in this cave along with others from the clan."

Othello looked at her, "What about you? You will be frozen in stone like us."

Anya shook her head, "I can stone sleep at will, but I can only hold it off of a while, then I must stone sleep like the rest of you."

Othello looked at her, "We trust you. What do we do now?"

Anya shrugged her shoulders, "We wait, and that is what I did with Grace, your rookery mother. She and I waited for the time that I had to warn her. We knew from what Hudson told us is that she never woke from a stone sleep."

Younger Desdemona looked at her, "When does it happened?"

Anya rubbed her chin, "It didn't happened until September 994, and right now it is winter of 993, so when fall starts coming around. I will get things ready to protect you all."

They nodded as they continued their talk as soon as they were finished, they went back to the castle where younger Demona was growling at younger Goliath, "Our rookery brother plans to steal our sister from her love trying to trick you two into fighting."

Anya walked to younger Demona, "Rookery nephew was talking with me, and your rookery brother and sister. They have been with me all night talking."

Younger Goliath looked younger Demona, she sighed, looking at younger Iago, and younger Othello, "I am sorry for causing trouble for you, my rookery brothers."

It was going to be a long six months as they went on with their business. The gargoyles went along their business celebrating the holidays including the New Year. Younger Iago walked over to Anya as some of the gargoyles were enjoying the rum. The trio were laughing as Bronx was getting tispy from the rum that one of the gargoyles poured for him. Anya was sighing, she wondered if her father was okay back in 2007, she had been gone for a seven months, but it felt a like a century. Iago sat next to her, "You said that you know about my mate, what she like is?"

Anya looked at younger Iago, he was much happier, and everyone notice a change, they thought it was the return of the missing Rookery Aunt's return that Iago had changed. Anya smiled as she pulled out a drawing of Megan when she is reading a book. She showed it to Iago, Iago smiled, "She looked beautiful, does she know about me?"

Anya shook her head, "I didn't know you at the time, for you had disappeared, before we were there, but I sense that there was something that Megan was missing in her life, and now I think it is you. When I touched you I sense the other part of Megan's soul aura in you. She was the missing part that you were trying to find here in this time."

Younger Iago nodded as he handed back the drawing to Anya, everything that belonged with Anya or that was brought with her was returned, for they didn't want anyone else knowing about the future until they were there. Younger Iago looked at the sky, "Only five more moons until we sleep."

Anya nodded, "Soon you will be with Megan, your love."

Younger Iago looked at his feet, "Do you think she will like me?"

Anya looked at him, and smiled, "Do a courtship, just earn her mother's and step – father's approval, they didn't deal with your other self, Goliath and the others did."

Younger Iago sighed, "I am changing for the good, being like Goliath and my rookery brothers and protecting the people we have sworn to protect."

Anya just wished that the time would speed up, but she didn't want to push it. She would have to wait until it was time for her to engage her plan. Everyone was enjoying the time of peace when the fall started coming around, she looked toward the moon. It wasn't a full moon yet. She was watching Robbie, and younger Demona, they were getting talking real good. She was looking at the Vikings each time to see who they were fighting. It was three nights before the full moon, the day of the Wyvern clan massacre. Younger Demona and Robbie were talking, she went off to find younger Othello, younger Desdemona, and younger Iago sitting on one of the towers. She flew up there as they jerked in surprised as she flew in front of them. Younger Iago was sitting on one of the blocks looking toward younger Othello as Anya flew in front of him, he jerked back. Younger Iago landed with a thud on his back, as he groaned as he looked up at the smiling Anya who was crouching down on his sitting spot.

She tilted her head, still smiling, "Surprised you, didn't I?"

Younger Iago blushed as he stood up, "What is going on?"

Anya looked at them, "It is time, for me to prepare for the day."

They nodded as they were thinking of suggestions on what to do, when Anya yawned, she scratched her head, she winced at how dirty it had become. It looked like dirty reddish – brown. She stuck her tongue out as she pulled a piece of hair, it looked horrible. She couldn't wait to go back to the future, where there was a thing called showers. Anya looked at the sky, "What will make your clan go into the caves?"

Younger Othello was scratching the back of head, where Anya could hear the electric building up, then he touched the block of the tower, shocking himself. He winced, when Iago saw that, he snapped his fingers, "Lightning storms, horrible lightning storms."

Anya blinked, "What do you mean horrible lightning storms?"

Othello was thinking when he laughed, "The clan that was visiting us from the Score clan, one gargoyle wouldn't listen to Mentor, when he said don't fight during a storm, well, he got shocked. We were pretty young, and from then on we learned don't fight during a lightning storm. Our clan know when a storm starts up that is building up a lightning storm, we run to shelter to the cave."

She nodded as she had to planned this when Goliath have left, and start the storm, but make it where it disappears. The next night is when the Vikings attacked, and they left. Goliath and Hudson went out after Anya saw him telling the Trio and Bronx go down to the rookery. Anya watched as younger Demona tried to warn Othello and Desdemona, but she stopped. Anya glared at younger Demona as she flew off. The Vikings were ready themselves as the gargoyles ready themselves for a stone sleep. Anya flew high into the high and lit up the pre – dawn sky with a lightning storm like no other. The gargoyles fled in fright as they quickly rushed down into the caves as they heard the horrible clashing of the lightning and thunder.

The gargoyles were safely in the caves as she counted them. She was looking at them all as she let the storm linger a little as she watched the storm gently went away as the dawn came. She could feel the stone sleep coming, but she pushed off as she flew into the cave where the gargoyles were hunched back into the back of the cave where they can't be seen. Anya looked down to see younger Demona on the beach, just like she should be.

She had casted a spell that made copies of the gargoyle clan that looked like they were there. She looked at the group as she casted the spell again, "Dormiatis dum castellum nubes ascendat."

The spell was done, she had to wait for the others as their stone spell was done. She was looking at the sun as she went into her stone sleep. Night had fallen as she awoke before dusk as she looked up at the evening sky. She flew up into the castle where she could see everything. She saw from the tower everything to younger Demona crying out in rage as the Vikings then running away as she couldn't handle the guilt. Younger Demona glided off as Younger Goliath let out a roar at the sadness of his clan being gone. The group of gargoyles left to rescue Princess Katherine. It was a couple of hours later, then she saw Goliath bring them back to place them on their standing poses. She watched as Magus casted the spell one last time. She watched as Princess Katherine and Magus left with the eggs. The eggs would be safe with her. She made sure they were safe to Avalon. She would not mess with the eggs journey. She was waiting as Younger Demona coming back and throwing a fit, when she caught, "What have I – what have they done to you?"

She was going to place the blame on the humans. It was her fault now. She didn't tell them her plan, she was the one who was too greedy. Anya walked down with her wing folded around her like a cape. Younger Demona was looking at the faces of her clan, when she turned around to see the Rookery Aunt toward her.

Anya looked around her, she was happy that this was not the end result, Younger Demona bared her fangs at her, "How is it that you are alive?"

Anya looked at Demona, "Why is it that you are alive and not frozen in stone like your love?"

Demona roared, "The humans have done this to my clan, they have stolen our eggs, and now frozen my clan."

Anya blinked, as she sighed, "It is actually your fault, if you hadn't made a deal with Robbie, then they would have some warning and would able to save themselves, but you saved yourself hoping for the best for the clan to live through this, but now it is a masscure."

Demona howled, "You don't know anything. You came before our Rookery Mother died, and now you come now right before my clan is destroyed. You are the reason my clan is gone."

Anya shook her head, Demona wasn't getting it, "You are the guilty one. You are the one who caused this. I had notice to do with this in time you will learn to understand. Goodbye Demona, enjoy being alone. For that is what you will always be alone. Alone with your guilt. Alone with your sorrow. Alone with the pain. It is all on you."

Demona screamed an inhuman scream as she leaped toward Anya. Anya knew with her being a redhead she would get angry. She leaped up as the flames circled around her, she spoke, "Alone is all you'll known."

Anya fell into a muddy puddle during the rain of 997, she sighed as she looked around, she was still in Scotland. As she opened her wings as two gargoyles gasped to see a white gargoyle. It was Second and his mate as they went back to their leader to tell her about a new gargoyle. Second's mate was surprised when Demona shrieked, "I don't want her anywhere near here."

Anya had followed the two as she came around a tree and looked at Demona, "Oh, you don't want a gargoyle near you that is different."

Demona looked at her, "You are curse, twice you came to our clan, and twice it was destroyed because of you."

Anya looked at the small clan, "No, it is because of you that lives that were lost."

Second's mate was looking at the white gargoyle as she looked at the female who was so different, yet she was more knowledge than their leader. She walked over to the female as Anya looked down at this female that had the same wings like Lexington. She looked at her, Demona hissed at her, "If you go with this traitor, you will be dead for she is a curse."

The female gargoyle looked at her mate, then at the white gargoyle, then she looked into her eyes. She widen her eyes, her eyes were old, and had seen much death. Second walked over to his mate, "My love, what are you thinking?"

The female gargoyle looked at Anya, she turned toward her mate, "There is kindness, I am going with her."

Demona laughed, "You are only sacrificing your life."

Anya looked at the gargoyles that she was talking to, it was not their time yet to be saved, she would be saved, but for now she would have the female gargoyle go with her. Anya took to the sky as the female gargoyle followed. Anya looked at the gargoyle, "What made up your mind?"

The gargoyle looked at her, "Your eyes."

Anya nodded, when the female gargoyle spoke again, "Sacrifice."

Anya lifted an eyebrow, "Huh?"

The gargoyle spoke, "Sacrifice. I want that as my name. I have heard of gargoyles having names, and some that don't. My mate's name is Second that is all our leader calls him."

Anya blinked, as she nodded so this is the gargoyle that would have died in the war against the humans. Anya sighed as she fled back to Wyvern castle. Hope knew what she was doing after all, she wouldn't have brought her close to the gargoyle clan that Demona was the leader of. Anya sighed as they reached the cave under Wyvern castle. Sacrifice saw the frozen gargoyles as Anya said, "Tomorrow night I will tell you, for now we will sleep."

Anya kneeled down as she fell into a stone sleep. She was so tired. She wanted to go home to her family, she wanted to see her father, his laughing face. She wanted to eat her brother's cooking, talk girl talk with her sister – in – law. She wanted to be with the family that she called her clan. She wanted to go home. Sacrifice froze as the sun rose, but Anya slowly turned to stone in case of danger. As the stone covered her face, a tear slid down her face. She was homesick.

Anya reads the finishing part: Wow, I am like trying to save the gargoyles from doom.

Me: No, for you are protecting your father's clan from exist. They are part of his clan.

Anya nodded: Okay folks, you know the drill like any fanfiction, favoritive, review, and follow the story to see where we go. Also how many pages was this?

Me wringing out my hands and rubbing my wrists: About seventeen pages, long chapter I have every wrote in a long while. I have to said I never thought I could kept a idea going, but there is more to come. Ouch!

Anya looked at the down Sexyshewolf as she was on the floor on her back: You sat too long in the chair.

Me frown: Thank you, Captain Obvious

Anya smiled: You're welcome.

Me frown as I sit up and sit back in chair: See you folks in the next chapter, if you got a question or worries message me, so I can fix it. Also I have been doing research on this story, so don't freak out. Later!