"You seem surprised to see me, my rookery brother. I thought you would glad to see me, seeing that not many of our clan is alive." The female smiled at him and placed her hand on her hip. "You know, you suck at saying hello."

Goliath did not know what to do. The woman in front of him was suppose to be dead. Destroyed by the Vikings a thousand years ago, but there she was, in the flesh, smiling at him like she had just got back from an extended vacation. "But you were dead, or should be. Everyone was smashed." The words were coming out as pants. He could not get over he being there. "Am I still dreaming?"

She walked towards him. But he took a step back. "Goliath, it is me. I am not an apparition of your mind. I am not some part of you subconscious. I am here, in the flesh. See, you can touch me to believe."

She held out her hand. He slowly walked towards her and placed his hand on her outstretched on. "See, flesh and blood. I am alive and have been looking for you for several years."

Goliath grabbed her and gave her a hug. "It is wonderful to see you. It has been too many years. What happened? How are you alive?"

"Easy, brother, you're smothering me." He released her and she took a deep breath. "I will answer all of your questions in a few minutes. All I want to do right now is to see everyone that is alive. I have not seen anyone from our clan in a millennium. It is wonderful to be back among family."

He smiled. "Come, they will be happy to see you." He lead her down the steps and onto the next level where the rest of the clan roosted for the day. "Everyone, someone has come to pay us a visit."

Brooklyn, the second in command, looked up at him from his perch. "Okay, either it is someone from your time around the world, or someone you know that you want to introduce to us."

"Well, you are way off. Try a thousand years off." The woman walked around the corner and smiled. The clan nearly had a heart attack. She turned to Goliath. "They always do that when someone from the past comes back?"He laughed. "Most of the time. Usually people from our past is trying to kill us."

She nodded. "Trust me, I am not here to do that. I am just glad to be back with you guys. It has been lonely being out in the world by myself and everyone trying to kill you." She looked out at the city. "At least you have a beautiful view."

"Lass, how did you come to be?" Hudson walked over to the woman.

"Oh, that is a long and complicated story. Let's just say, it involved many years and some magic." She looked back at the clan. "I will tell you all soon, but first, I would love to know more about you guys."

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Xanatos looked at the monitors. So, the woman that was in is office and the new female that is with the clan was one and the same. He smiled. So, Owen was right. There was an aura of magic that was around her. This new woman was someone that he wanted to get to know.

"So, I see you have met Jenna." His mother-in-law walked into his office.

He looked at her. "You know her?"

She smiled and sat down. She looked like Anastasia Reynard , but he knew who she really was. She was Titania, Queen of the Third Race. "I will not ruin the surprise. Let's just say, she is very close to my husband."

He raised an eyebrow. "So what is she doing here? Is she really who she says she is?"

Being cryptic as ever, she stood up. "Oh, is she a gargoyle? Yes, she is that, but there is more to her than she will let on. It will all be revealed in time." With that, she walked out of the room to leave Xanatos ponder what she had said.

When Titania walked out of the room, Owen walked back in. "I see she is here. Although, I have a feeling why."

Xanatos shifted in his chair. "I have a feeling Wyvern has just become the home of another member of the magical community."

"Are you talking about Ms. Paris?" Xanatos nodded. "Watch her, that is all I am liberty to say. I am allowed to reveal anything above that. I am sorry I am not of more help."

"That's okay, but I think it will get interesting real soon, real fast." He looked back at the monitor as the clan talked to the woman named Jenna.

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Jenna bit her lip. She could feel a strong magical being in the castle. It was not the blond man that was in Xanatos' office. It was another. One that she was more familiar with. She tried to feel where they were, but was snapped out of it. She looked back at the clan. "Oh, I'm sorry, I was off in my own little world. What did you say?"

Goliath shook his head. "I was saying, you might want to pick out a name. We all have."

"Oh, I have a name. It is Jenna. I was named a few years ago." She smiled and tried to push the uneasiness out of her gut, but she knew that it would not be that easy. Someone was here that knew what she was. It terrified her.

"Jenna it is. Tell me lass, who named you?" Hudson looked at her. It was like he knew something was off about her.

Thinking quickly, she concocted a story that would impress even the best bards in the courts of kings. "Well, when I came to, an older gentleman found me, half dead and about to die from exposure. Later, did I find out, I had ended up in Russia. The deepest, most frozen part of that frozen wasteland. Anyway, he knew what I was and took me in. I did not know what was going on. It was a new world to me. The snow was so deep and the land frozen like an ice box.

"He brought me to his house. Gave me food and shelter. In return, I helped him do chores, like move things, fetch items from his storage. It was a good life, for a time. I sat down with him one night. I told him about where I had come from and what happened. He then told me that all my troubles would be over soon. I did not know what he meant by that. That was the night he gave me my name. He called me Anastasia Jenna Paris. He said there was a princess in Russia that went by the same name. She had been brutally killed, but the name was that of royalty. Paris was his favorite city. It was beautiful. Jenna meant small bird. I decided that I would go by Jenna. I was not royalty and the name just did not fit, but Jenna was a nice name." She shook her head. "He left shortly before I woke up one night. He had left a note saying that he was sorry that he was not there to greet me and that he was leaving. I was to go off on my own and see the world and find what was left of the gargoyles. I miss him."

Goliath touched her shoulder. "Thank you for sharing your story. It is good that you found your way here. I know the journey here must have been difficult for you to do. You knew you were leaving your home behind and setting out into a new world. When we had the spell placed upon us, we were in Scotland, 994. When we awoke, we awoke to Manhattan 1994. It was quite the change."

She forced a smile onto her face, and prayed that he did not catch that it was not genuine. "I bet it was. The world has changed a lot from what we used to know and now. It is an amazing world. Full of the unexpected. It is a marvel that the clan has adapted so well." Her gut was telling her to stop the charade and tell them the truth, but she knew for their own safety, she would have to ride the train as far as it went. She knew though, one day she was going to run out of tracks and fall off the cliff, and land in a fiery crash at the bottom of a ravine. It was going to be a bad day when that happened. Till then, she would just smile and pretend that everything was right in the world

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Oberon looked through the mirror at the gargoyle clan. One in particular caught his eye. Smiling, he looked over at the Weird Sisters. "My children, I think it's time for my wayward daughter to embrace what she is, what she was born to be."

The trio smiled at each other. "What would you have us do, my Lord?"

"Bring her to me. I don't care if she comes peacefully, or you have to bind her in iron chains. You will bring her to me. It is time my daughter realized that she can not hide forever."

"Yes, Lord Oberon, we will bring her here for you." They bowed and vanished.

He turned back to the mirror. "I knew it was only a matter of time before you went back to the one place you feel the most comfortable at. Your days of running are over, Jenna, my daughter." He smiled as he watched her interact with the clan that was oblivious to what she really was, a Faye.

Chapter 2 is now complete. We get to see how Jenna got her name. Hopefully by now you have figured out what is going on with her. Ah, but her story is not yet completed. There are a few more twists and turns before the clan really sees what she truly is. Do not fear about Goliath and Elisa. Maybe they will get back together, with the help of someone from the magical community. Hopefully you have liked it so far. I love comments and if you see anything up with it, drop me a line. I check all the comments on a daily basis. Now, I may not be able to get back with you, but I love hearing from everyone. Thank you for reading!