WOW! Chapter 2! WOOT! I'm on a roll! (^_^;)
Anyway, I am hoping I caught a bit of your attention in this story...but only ONE chapter is not enough to grab your FULL attention.
So Thank you for reading up this far. (Smiles) ENJOY!
%% Eyezra Truthcatcher
The apartment was on the 11th floor of a rather large building. Her mother was never cheap.
"Here we are!" as the doors were thrown open, "Home sweet home!"
Stella sighed, as she looked around the apartment. 'Anyone, would dream of owning something as fancy as this, except Stella.'
The black leather couches and recliners had there faces turned to a HD flat screen television that was in their wooden 'entertainment center', but what automatically caught the girls attention was that one of the walls was sheer glass!
"My did you get a room with such a large window, mom?" as she flicked the back of her hand at the window, "So you can watch America's most wanted on REAL HD?"
"Ha. Ha." her mother said sarcastically, "Look Stella, I know this hard for you."
The teenager sighed when she felt a lecture coming on.
"But you have to understand. We need money to survive," she rested her hands on Stella's shoulders to face her, "and my job gives use a good amount to live. So when my job moves. WE move."
"I can't wait till that's no longer a fact," she thought after her mother turned away to unpack. (She's referring to moving out)
^~*~^
Stella walked into her 'dubbed' new room and dropped her suitcases, "Well, at least there's a decent sized window in ONE room." (FYI: There's no windows in the Bathroom. Just for the concerned readers ~_^)
Throwing her backpack on the red comforter that covered her bed. She shoved the dark pink pillows off her bed in disgust, "Ugh, white pillows would match too, yeah know!" she spat like there was someone their to hear her complaints.
A Tv stood on a black dresser that was right across from her bed, "Everything in this house is either Black or white or some other disgusting color." she murmured to herself, as she took hold of the remote and flicked on the Television.
"In recent reports, another Gargoyle was spotted in downtown Manhattan again last night," a reporter named Nancy Winter's announced, as she fumbled through her news reports.
"This city is crazier than I've heard." Stella told herself as she pressed her knees to her chin and listened, "Gargoyles? Please!"
"Though the gargoyle posed no threat. People still feel it is only a matter of time before these demons attack again."
Something weird stirred in the young teens stomach at the way Nancy had said the word 'demons' over the screen.
"Still..." she couldn't help but think, "why does that name seem...so familiar?" she whispered under her breath, "Gargoyles."
"Stella!" her mother walked in, "I think we should go out for dinner tonight to celebrate!"
The teen looked at her mother and gave a weak smirk, "You don't know how to use the microwave, do you?"
Her mother had already started to walk out, but Stella heard a quiet answer escape her moms glossy lips, "Not a clue."
^~*~^
Meanwhile that night, in a very familiar part of town up above a police station some gargoyles were awakening from their stone slumber.
"Morning guys," Elisa smiled as the gargoyles approached her, "I hope you guys got a good rest, because we've been up to our necks in criminal investigations and arrests today," the detective sighed, "we need some back up."
"We will help anyway we can, Elisa." Goliath smiled down at her, as they embraced.
Brooklyn's ears lowered a bit as he glanced at the two of them. Being single sucked.
"Hey Brooklyn!"
However, his spirits arose when he saw Angela come walking up to him, "Hi Angela."
Angela smiled at him but suddenly she frowned as she noticed the dark circles around his eyes, "Are you okay? You don't look so well."
"Uh," he turned from her a moment, "I just have been having bad dreams lately."
"Bad dreams?" she questioned, as Broadway walked up beside her, "What's been bothering you?"
Brooklyn frowned at Angela's boyfriend sudden appearance, "It's...It's nothing."
"Brooklyn..." she trailed off as the gargoyle walked off.
^~*~^
"Where are we going to go eat at?" Stella asked her mother, after slipping on her jean jacket over the red tight shirt she was wearing and black skirt, "And why did I have to dress up in tights and a skirt for it?"
"I found a cute restaurant up town." her mother slipped a pair of golden earrings on and fluffed her grey fur coat, "And when your in New York," she raised a red nail colored index finger at her daughter, " all decent places have a dress code."
The girl sweat dropped at her mother, as she grabbed the loop of her high heeled shoes, "Damn things!" she whispered so her mom wouldn't hear, "These are going to leave a blister on the top of my feet!" she grunted, as they headed out the door.
*****
"Memories?"
Brooklyn sighed, as Lexington's round eyes widened, "Is it about that girl again?"
The brown gargoyle snorted a little at the way Lex had mentioned, "For the last time! I didn't imagine it! I know I saw a girl in that cave!"
"I believe you," the green gargoyle raised his clawed hands in a surrender, "I just don't understand why she was helping us."
"How should I know?" he growled, "I just know what I had seen."
"Brooklyn." Lexington paused, "I know, it was hard for you. It was hard for all of us...we lost so much that day."
The brown gargoyle stared out at the city walls and gritted his sharp teeth, "Not as much as we lost had lost at..." he trailed off as a low growl emerged from within him, "Sometimes I really wonder why we save these humans."
Lexington then rested a hand on his shoulder, "Let's go scope out the city," he told him, "It'll help you relax."
"I guess."
As the two spread there wings out to prepare for their glide. A flash of the girls face crossed Brooklyn's mind and he closed his eyes as he thought of her gentle words, "I got to go little one! You be good and stay here and be silent till your mother comes!"
A scream then plagued his ears as re-opened his eyes, "Here we go again."
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