Act One

Part One
Strangers . . .

The six forms stood before the glowing archway, and the portal that would lead to another world, perhaps even another time!
"The Queen wants this place investigated." One of the figures said, "But we should hurry, who knows when the Horde will stumble upon it?"
"They will not know how to use it, they cannot follow us." Said another, tracing his hands over the runes carved into the arch.
"Perhaps," said a larger form, "but they might destroy it, leaving us trapped on the other side, not so?"
"That is what makes it exciting, brother." Said a fourth person.
"I like not the feel of this." Said the fifth, who then turned to the sixth, and smallest member of the group, "You've no need to risk yourself child, might be we don't come back from this alive."
The boy however shook his hooded head, "No! I found this portal, if anything bad happens it'll be my fault right? So . . . so I have to go!"
"But he's too young, not so? I should escort him back to the castle!" The third figure said, shifting uneasily.
"The boy has already proven himself to the queen, and to me," the second person said calmly, "He may come."
"Of course, as you say Headmaster." The third said in a slightly venomous tone.
"Yes . . . but we really do have to hurry." The first individual pointed out.
"I am working on it—ah! Here we go . . . Italane kofuse korack torack!" The one called Headmaster shouted, and suddenly the green glow became a violent whirlpool of light, and the six were sucked in!

It was a warm night in Manhattan as Lexington, perched atop a battlement of Castle Wyvern stared down at the city below.
There was hardly a cloud in the sky and the moon was full, and he could see a great deal of the city below. He couldn't wait to go out on patrol and see what was going on!
Goliath was outlining the patrol order of the night, but Lexington already knew all about it. Hudson and Goliath were going to stay in tonight, Broadway and Angela would be patrolling the east side, and he and Brooklyn would handle the west. Bronx, as usual would be staying with Hudson.
There was something in the air tonight, and Lexington felt restless, excited, eager to get on the move! Goliath told them to be careful and that was all he needed to hear, he threw himself from the battlement and fell like an arrow towards the ground thousands of feet below!
No human in his right mind would have done such a thing, but Lexington, while in his right mind, was no human. He spread his arms, thereby spreading his wings, and rather than continuing to fall, instead be soared!
It wasn't long before Brooklyn caught up to him, his arms crossed—for his wings, unlike Lexington's were separate from his arms—but with a grin spread across his striking, beaklike face, he said "What's got into you?"
"I'm just full of energy tonight!" Lexington said, doing a quick loop in the air with ease that would make most stunt pilots jealous.
"Yeah, I know what you mean." Brooklyn said. Though he didn't do a loop, or any kind of stunt, Lexington could hear a certain excitement in his old friend's voice that resembled his own.
They flew for nearly an hour without finding any crime to fight—not necessarily a bad thing of course—and spent the time talking about favorite bands, and new computer viruses.
Brooklyn had a passing interest in music, but Lexington was very interested in technology, not to mention great at using it. He'd heard about a new antivirus and Brooklyn had, as most friends would, done his best to listen and comprehend, but in the end had adopted a somewhat glazed expression, and Lexington had dropped the subject.
Lexington noted that as they'd spoken, he and Brooklyn had drifted much closer to the city streets. They were still indistinguishable to the people below them, but he could see them well enough. "It's pretty quiet tonight." Lexington noted while trying to think of something else to talk about.
No sooner had he said it, than a police siren was heard from below!
"Looks like you spoke too soon." Brooklyn said, grim excitement in his voice, and without wasting an instant he folded his wings and dove towards the source of the sound, and Lexington followed!
They easily kept pace with the police vehicle, but as they neared what was obviously the crime scene they sped up and landed on a nearby roof.
An antique shop had been broken into. It looked as if something large had been thrown through the window, Lexington felt sorry for the owner.
The squad car he and Brooklyn had followed pulled up next to a pair of others, and the officers wasted no time joining their fellows. "What's going on here?" One of them asked,
"I'm not sure, reports say something just flew right in through the window!" A second officer answered, but he sounded skeptical.
"Flew in through the window?" The first officer grunted, "You're not going to tell me it was one of those gargoyles are you?"
"Well, actually, according to the witness . . ." The second officer said, not sounding completely convinced.
But Brooklyn seemed to have head enough, his eyes glowing he growled, "Demona!"
Lexington had to admit that the rogue Gargoyle, Demona had come to his mind as well. It was an antique shop, and he wouldn't put it past Demona to go after some rare and probably magical artifact inside, and no other gargoyle would have reason to break into a human store either—without leaving money for whatever they might take of course—however . . .
"Why would Demona break in through the front door—er window—and attract all that attention when there's a door on the roof?" He asked.
"That doesn't matter, what ever she's after can't be good, we've gotta stop her!" Brooklyn said coldly.
Lexington shrugged, agreeing that if Demona wanted something, odds were it wasn't for the betterment of human, or gargoylekind, and he followed Brooklyn to the roof of the shop. They used the entrance that Lexington had pointed out, it'd been locked but Brooklyn remodied that . . .
Careful not to step on the splinters of what had once been a perfectly good door, Lexington followed the taller gargoyle into the shop, it was dark inside, but that didn't bother them much, gargoyles were exclusively night creatures after all.
They travled down a short flight of stairs and reached a rather large room. Lexington took a moment to absorb his surroundings, this was a storage room, it seemed. Curious, he crept over to a nearby crate and looked inside. It was full of antique paintings! They were lovely, but they were all identical. He opened a second crate nearby and found it to be full of identical "antique" mirrors, each with the name "Queen Rose H." carved into them in fancy letters.
This shop sold fake antiques to gullible tourists, Lexington realized, and suddenly felt less sympathetic towards the owner. This revelation made it harder to believe Demona would have a reason to break into the shop. He turned to Brooklyn, who was standing near the door to the shop below. "Coming?" He asked.
Lexington nodded, knowing that even if this wasn't Demona, if it was a robbery it had to be stopped just the same. He quickly got to the door, Brooklyn was about to punch it in when Lexington held up a hand and said, "Wait! Listen!"
"To what?" Brooklyn demanded.
"Just listen . . ." Lexington said, putting his already fairly keen ear to the door, he heard voices in the shop below.
Two voices, not one, and neither sounded like Demona's.
"Bloody stars, Brother!" One voice shouted, "Almasy told us not to be seen! They're all around us now, we'll never get away unnoticed!"
"How could I have known that invisible wall was there? You failed to see it as well, not so?"
"You shouldn't have been trying to take that in the first place!"
"I did not want to take it, just to look at it!"
"Oh? Why do you have it? Why is it tucked into your belt?" The first voice demanded.
"Uh, well since I've gone through all this trouble, breaking down the invisible wall and everything, it's only fair that I take something positive from this experience not so? No one will miss it."
"That's not Demona . . ." Lexington said, unnecessarily, for he could already see that Brooklyn, while still hot, had cooled down several degrees, confirming that he too no longer believed Demona was in the immediate vicinity.
"Whoever it is, they're criminals." Brooklyn said.
Lexington nodded, and opened the door. He looked outside to see complete darkness, creeping down the stairs for a better view he saw some light from the street outside, but not enough to illuminate the entire store.
The two figures were still arguing, which made it easier to find them, they were kneeling behind the clerk's desk, though neither of them showed the slightest interest in the cash register just above their heads. They seemed to have long capes on their backs, very unusual.
Lexington and Brooklyn were right behind them, Brooklyn put a finger to the tip of his beak, a clear signal for silence.
"Matthias will be angry!" The figure on the right said, turning its head towards the other, Lexington couldn't make out any details of the face,
"What do I care what Matthias thinks? He doesn't have to know about this!" The one on the left said, shoving the one on the right and turning him—albeit accidentally—towards Lexington and Brooklyn!
The way that the burglar on the right suddenly froze made it all too obvious to Lexington: they'd been spotted! There was a dangerous, feral growl, and suddenly their eyes began to glow red like two bright beacons in the darkness, "Ambushed! Get out of here brother, I'll hold them off!"
The second form turned, eyes flashing white, they stood up to their full height. Lexington saw what he had mistaken for a cape unfurl into a par of wings, and their owner growled, "No, let us take them together!"
Lexington was certain now that both of these figures had tails, he looked to Brooklyn for some kind of idea what to do, but Brooklyn looked just as surprised!
Lexington could only find two words to say: "They're Gargoyles!"

To Be Continued . . .

Author's Note: You, dear reader, may ask "when does this take place in the Gargoyle Universe?" and my answer is that I like to imagine that it takes place just at the end of season two, or perhaps shortly after the first episode of the Goliath chronicles. In regards to the Bone universe, it takes place hundreds of years after the series ended. This doesn't mean the story wont have any characters from Bone . . . in fact, I promise it will.