Outline by Brian "DumlaoX" Dumlao.
Written by Craig Ryan.
Previously on Gargoyles...
Goliath: "Lexington, what has happened to you? "
~ Future Tense
* * *
Jackal: "All of the information regarding the Coyote
robot program, fresh off the griddle."
Garlon: "Excellent. You have done well. My employer is sure to be
pleased. Now, if you
two would be so kind as to follow me, we will complete the other half
of the transaction."
~ Fallout, Part 2
* * *
Brooklyn: "If I could change just one fate, his would
be the one."
~ Out of Joint, Part 2
* * *
Maddox: "How's that wing, Lexington? Better?"
Lexington: "You bet it is! Thanks, Nicholas. You probably saved my
life last night."
Maddox (to Mavis): "It's working. We've got him."
~ Mutual Trust
Somewhere over Manhattan
"Whoa!" Lexington cried out as he flew low over the shadowy
skyscrapers, narrowly avoiding a jutting antenna. The olive-green gargoyle
had flown through the bars on construction cranes and gracefully dodged
antennas that poked out of buildings along the way. When he could, he
sped past tiny flocks of pigeons, scattering the birds as he went.
Gradually the skyscrapers thinned out and neighborhoods of large apartment
buildings appeared. Lexington knew this place well. It was a low crime
rate area. "It's where a 'hatchling' can be safe," Lexington
muttered to himself. He resented being treated like a hatchling. Not only
was he sent out on patrol around places with little or no crime in them,
he had to do it alone. It appeared to be a blessing, but it was actually
a curse in disguise. When alone, hate would boil up inside the gargoyle
as he thought of the good fortune everyone else seemed to have. Broadway
had Angela for a mate and Brooklyn had a whole family to take care of
now. The trio was down to one: Lexington, and he hated every minute of
Lexington came up onto the right side of a trio of gray pigeons. He slowed
down and paced himself by them.
"Hello there," he said to them, hoping they would understand.
The trio looked back at the strange being beside them and stared at him,
cocking their heads back and forth every so often.
"Seen any criminals around here?" Lexington asked the three
pigeons. The pigeons stared back with confused looks.
"Guess not." Lexington mumbled. The trio of pigeons scattered.
"I wonder why...?" An eerie hum reached Lexington's ears. He
spun around only to see Jackal's metallic foot connect with his own chest.
Lexington didn't even grunt as he skidded across the gravel-covered roof
only to be stopped by Hyena, Jackal's twin sister. Her locks of dark brown
hair whipped around in the city winds.
"Well, well. Looky here, brother. We found an itty-bitty-teeny-weeny-little
gargoyle," Hyena laughed as she picked up the olive-green gargoyle
by the neck. Lexington struggled helplessly in her grasp.
"It's the little one. I hope we didn't interrupt your conversation
with your friends," Jackal laughed.
"Those flying rats his friends? HA! Now that's a laugh!"
"I don't think he HAS any friends!" Jackal chuckled.
Hyena turned Lexington around to face her. "We're going to give
you a pounding you'll never forget, runt."
Lexington roared and brought his claws savagely into Hyena's steel arm.
Hyena screamed and dropped the gargoyle to the ground. Bright bolts of
electricity ran up and down her arm. Lexington leapt from the ground and
landed on Jackal's chest. Using him as a catapult, he leapt off the cyborg
and brought his clawed foot onto Hyena's face. She fell like a tree.
"Little brat!" the dark brown-haired Jackal mumbled as he recovered
from Lexington's whirlwind of blows.
Meanwhile, Lexington had darted behind a small stairwell. He reached
down to his communicator and brought it up to eye level. The little circle
of metal and silicon chips, the size of a quarter and just as thick, was
smashed and bent. Lexington could do nothing to repair it. He realized
that he was completely alone. He would receive no reinforcements to help
him battle the twins. He had to escape them. He...
Lexington lost his train of thought as he felt two hands grip his arms
forcefully. The hands were icy cold in the New York air and the tips of
clawed hands poked at his skin uncomfortably.
"Now you're going to know what it feels like to be on the receiving
end of a beating, you little twerp!" Hyena laughed.
"This is going to be fun..." Jackal remarked with a devilish
look in his remaining human eye.
"Uh, oh..." Lex groaned. The cybernetic twins hoisted him up
off the ground and slammed the gargoyle into the wall of the stairwell.
Lexington cried out as he hit the wall face first. A large crack formed
up and down the wall as bits and pieces of concrete rolled off. Jackal
and Hyena bashed him repeatedly into the wall until it crumbled away into
the shaft of the stairwell.
The duo threw Lexington across the roof and watched him land inches away
from the edge of the building. Slowly, Lexington got up. As he stood straight
up, nausea overcame him and he fell back down again.
"Why don't we play kick the gargoyle?" Hyena casually said
Lexington got into a low crouch, leapt over the siblings, and bolted
to the other side of the building. He was going to attempt to glide off
the building and escape, but he underestimated Hyena's and Jackal's abilities.
Before he even got half way across the roof, Hyena and Jackal landed in
front of him. There was a simultaneous shink of pressure motors as hidden
laser cannons came out of their arms. Lexington hadn't even stopped when
The twins' laughter echoed in the smoggy night air as Lexington dodged
laser fire. A beam scorched his wing tip and he fell. The grimy ground
reached up to embrace him. A surge of fear charged adrenaline shot through
him and he caught his second wind. He rolled into an updraft and glided
back to the rooftop.
The twins looked gleefully over the edge of the roof anticipating the
sight of the gargoyle's broken body. Lexington took them completely surprise
as he hurtled over the roofline straight into Hyena. She rolled end over
end unable to get a purchase on him.
Jackal sighted his laser repeatedly, unable to get a clear shot. He yelled
to his sister "Hold him so I can..."
"I'm trying, but the little brat still has some fight in him!"
Hyena shouted. Tired of the struggle, the cyborg began to squeeze on both
of Lexington's wrists. It didn't take very long before the wrists broke.
Lexington howled in anguish as Hyena dropped him to the ground then kicked
him clear. Jackal fired and the blast sent the unconscious gargoyle hurtling
end over end onto the pavement.
Hyena took to the air, hovered for a moment, then landed at the gargoyle's
side. Satisfied they wouldn't be undisturbed she began to beat Lexington
Jackal landed softly on the ground as he observed his sister having a
little fun at Lexington's expense. "Hey, sis, save some of the little
rat for me," he said.
Hyena ignored her brother's request as she kept pummeling Lexington with
her metallic fists.
"I said that's enough! Wait till we contact the boss first,"
Hyena laughed as she stood over the dark-green gargoyle. Lexington's
head and face had turned from its normal color to a black, blue, yellow,
and red rainbow of colors. Blood trickled down his face from a wound to
his head. Cuts and bruises coated his body like a suit of armor would
coat a knight. Hyena gave Lexington a kick to the stomach. He didn't make
Jackal, now satisfied, activated his communications antenna. The wire
rose smoothly out of his scalp.
"Well?" spoke a voice on the other end. The voice itself had
been altered beyond recognition. The altered voice was deep and rhythmic,
and its pitch conveyed no emotions.
"Mission accomplished," Jackal said. Hyena turned to him, listening,
but not saying a word. Jackal switched the sound output to his speakers.
"Is he dead?" the voice asked.
Hyena picked up Lexington by one of his bloody arms. Without a second
thought she let her mechanical claws dig deep into Lexington's flesh.
Though he was bloodied and bruised, his chest still moved up and down.
However, it was clear that the little gargoyle would not survive much
"He's alive… barely," Hyena chuckled.
"He'll survive," Jackal transmitted.
"Good. This is an excellent opportunity. Bring the gargoyle back
to the labs at once," the voice said.
"No way. Me and sis have been waiting a long time to finish off
this flying rat," Jackal argued.
"You'll lose more than a paycheck if that gargoyle is harmed any
more than necessary." The voice said.
Jackal frowned. Like it or not he and his sister had to bring the gargoyle
back to the labs. It's not like they had a choice in the matter. Jackal
clenched his teeth and gave Lexington one final slash across the chest
before speaking again.
"We're on our way."
* * * * *
Lexington opened his eyes, then closed them quickly as the room began
to spin. His head pounded and his chest was on fire. His mind was mired
in hazy confusion and he had an evil, metallic taste in his mouth. "Broken
ribs," Lexington tried to say. It came out "Bwoken risss."
He tried to put a hand to his jaw and found he couldn't move his arms.
Wearily he tried to turn his head and found he hadn't the strength.
"Lexington, can you hear me?" a kindly voice asked.
A hazy face. Lexington closed and reopened his eyes. "Nicholas?"
"Right here, Lexington."
"Where am I?" He tried to focus on his surroundings with little
success. He had the impression he was in some sort of hospital room. There
was a large clock on the wall. He focused on the numbers, but he couldn't
make sense of them.
"What happened?" He asked at last.
"I don't know. Lexington, you must listen to me. You have very little
"Don't worry, Nicholas." Lexington coughed weakly. "I'll
be fine after some stone sleep."
"You've slept already. The doctors are very worried."
Lexington's eyes widened in shock. He forced himself to focus on the
digital clock. It had a calendar function as well. Over a day had passed
since his run in with the twins.
"Am I dying?" he asked at last.
"No, but you are gravely ill. The doctors believe it could be weeks
before you'll be completely out of danger and you may not make a total
"What do you mean?" Lexington demanded.
"The damage to your wings was most extensive. They are afraid that
you'll never be able to glide again."
"Noooo!" Lexington moaned. "This can't be happening!"
"There is one other possible solution. I hesitate to mention it.
It is very experimental and it would be highly unethical to implement
on a test subject at this stage of its development." Maddox trailed
off, his voice full of regret at dangling hope before the mortally wounded
"What is it? What is the solution!" Lexington demanded weakly.
"We could rebuild you using cybernetic implants. But the risks!
I couldn't allow..."
Lexington cut him off. "You said I'm done for anyway. Do it, Nicholas.
I want the implants. Just think of what I could do. What I could be!"
A smile crinkled his eyes as he imagined himself as a super-gargoyle.
"Lexington you must listen to me. I know you've seen some of the
prototypes. The technology is so new" Maddox protested.
"I don't care. Please, it's my only chance!" Lexington begged.
"As you wish, Lexington." Maddox relented at last. "I
shall go and notify the surgeons."
Lexington smiled as he drifted back to sleep. Maddox smiled tightly as
he pressed the bedside intercom button. "Proceed."
A short time later Lexington drifted back to consciousness. He was lying
on a table, a tube inserted in his arm.
Another face swam into focus above him.
"Ah, me friend, look's like ye got a beating!" the doctor spoke.
"Now don't you worry. Yer goin' to be just fine." The doctor
placed a mask over his nose and mouth.
"Now I'm goin' to put ye to sleep, lad," As he spoke the surgeon
put the mask onto Lexington's face. "When ye wake up ye'll be as
good as new! No... ye'll be better!" The surgeon's voice reminded
Lexington of Hudson as he heard the soft hiss of sleeping gas pouring
out of the canister. He looked past the surgeons to Maddox who watching,
his face tense with concern. "What a good friend you are, Nicholas."
he mumbled before the anesthetic over took him and he fell asleep once
Maddox eyed Lexington for a minute longer before turning to the intercom
again. Gracefully and carefully, he pushed in a button.
"Ms. O' Connor?"
"Yes Mr. Maddox," a woman's voice echoed through the intercom.
It was that of Maddox's partner, Mavis O' Connor. The voice came in loud
and choppy. Maddox made a mental note to replace the current intercoms
with better ones.
"You may set the clocks back to the correct times now."
"Was the change really necessary?"
"Deception is always necessary when it means benefit for all. Has
Wolf arrived yet?"
"Yes. He is with Jackal and Hyena at the moment."
"Excellent. Please have Mr. Greywolf speak with his new employees,
Ms. O' Connor."
"Yes, Mr. Maddox."
* * * * *
"I heard you got to bash one of those gargoyles around," Wolf
said his voice full of disappointment. "Lucky. I had to hang around
and have tests run." He scratched a particularly persistent itch.
"They can't decide whether or not I should have distemper shots."
Hyena smiled maliciously. "Maybe you need a flea dip," she
said, noting Wolf's persistent itch.
Wolf bared his teeth at her.
"We didn't get to kill the little runt. Our 'employer,'" Jackal
said with disgust, "wanted him alive."
He punctuated his disgust with a roundhouse kick to a gargoyle-shaped
dummy. The dummy splinted and sent shards of wood flying.
"There's always later," Wolf consoled the twins, "when
they're done with him."
The automatic door on the south wall slid open with a hiss. Mavis O'Connor,
dressed resplendently in a crisp, forest-green pantsuit, stepped into
the room. Wolf and the twins stopped bantering and came to attention.
"So do we get to tear up the little runt now?" Hyena asked
"Not yet," O'Connor responded, ignoring Hyena's eagerness.
"Ye'll be needin' a leader first." Jackal, Hyena, and Wolf traded
curious glances with each other. "Enter, Mr. Greywolf," O'Connor
said crisply. A tall Hispanic man in a Maddox Technologies security uniform
entered, followed by a large and very ugly pit bull terrier.
The dog sat quietly at his master's feet. Greywolf stood at parade rest,
his hands clasped behind his back.
"I prefer to be called Lobo," Greywolf said, addressing the
"You mean the rent-a-cop's going to run the show?!" Wolf roared.
"He doesn't look as good as Coyote," Hyena commented, appraising
the new arrival.
"He probably isn't as experienced as we are with the gargoyles,"
"I'm familiar with different forms of combat," Lobo said, touching
his eyepatch for added emphasis.
Wolf's fur stood on end as he took a battle stance. "Let's just
see how experienced you are."
"I wouldn't do that, Wolf," Jackal cautioned. "Remember
what happened with Coyote."
Wolf focused on Lobo, paying no attention to what his partner had just
"She writes our checks," Jackal said. "If Ms. O'Connor
says he's the boss, then he's the boss."
Wolf backed off, but the fur on the back of his neck bristled angrily.
"All right then Mr.Lobo, what's our first order of business?"
A sly smile crossed Lobo's lips. "We upgrade."
* * * * *
Two surgeons near Lexington's head were busy preparing the skull cap
to be sawed off with a high powered surgical saw.
"Ye may begin, laddie," the Scottish surgeon prompted his assistant.
He picked up a surgical saw and flicked the motor on. It whined, a high
"All right, now take off the skull cap... Come on, lad, don't be
The pitch of the saw dropped as it bit into the bone of Lexington's skull.
* * * * *
The technician was threading a long, thin wire skillfully inside of Hyena's
arm joint. With a hiss, air pressure flowed out of the metallic arm while
another technician nearby easily pulled the metallic limb free from the
joint. He laid the arm down onto a large metal tray.
* * * * *
The surgeon worked carefully implanting Lexington's wetware. Using a
delicate hand he cauterized sections of brain tissue then re-worked the
neural connections with hair-thin strands of iridescent wire.
* * * * *
"Is that the final injection, nurse?"
"Yes, Doctor. One precisely every forty-five minutes as you directed.
"Good, I want you to start the video camera now."
The nurse flipped the switch. "Rolling."
"Good," the doctor said curtly, "now sit back and watch.
Not even Hollywood can produce this kind of metamorphosis.
The creature on the table who had once been a man named Wolf began to
change. The nurse gasped unable to tear her eyes away. The bones of his
skull crawled and reformed, his nose elongated into a canine snout. He
howled, an unearthly sound, as he fought against the restraints.
"Ketaset, now!" The doctor commanded.
The nurse picked up a syringe off a table of instruments and injected
The creature struggled a moment longer, then calmed, he was a man no
* * * * *
... "When yuir removin' the orb ya must be gentle, but use a firm
hand." The surgeon demonstrated to his assistant. "Now hand
me that new eye. Make sure it's the left one. We don't want the little
beastie to be cross-eyed, now do we?" The surgical team chuckled
and continued on...
* * * * *
"We're not leaving much tissue are we, doctor?" The surgical
technician commented as he disposed of what was once Jackal's ribcage.
"No, it's kind of exciting. This subject and the female that Beta
team are working on will be the first of their kinds. A totally inorganic
body run by a wet-ware enhanced brain. God I love my job!" the surgeon
said with zeal.
* * * * *
The doctors looked at Lexington's eye. The glass iris of the cybernetic
eye was flashing bright red. After a few moments the light abruptly winked
"That's not supposed to happen," one of the doctors commented.
"Methinks we have a dead wire. We're gonna have to test every blasted
one..." the doctor groaned.
* * * * *
The hulking robot stood several feet above the technicians working on
it. On its chest was a spherical video screen upon which ones and zeros
flashed in rapid succession. The numbers promptly disappeared and a flashing
messaged appeared on the screen.
The technicians continued down their list system by system.
"All lasers operational."
"COYOTE 6.0 is ready to go live." The technician hit a button
on the master control panel.
Ones and zeros flashed across the display on the robot's chest. A green
telltale light flashed on the control panel and a split second later the
robot spoke, a trace of mirth in its voice.
"It's good to be back."
* * * * *
Perched on his rampart high above the city, Goliath scanned the brightening
skies. His purple skin gleamed in the last of the night's light. His lengthy
strands of raven black hair fluttered behind him as the wind caressed
his face. Below him Broadway, Angela, Hudson and Brooklyn chattered aimlessly
while Bronx was catching a little catnap.
Three tiny figures caught Goliath's keen eyes. As the three figures came
closer the to castle, Goliath recognized who they were. In a few moments
Sata and her twins, Graeme and Ariana, came in for a landing.
With a sudden burst of speed Ariana dove head first down to the upper
most battlement where Goliath resided. Ariana let out a squeal of joy
as she sped towards one of the ramparts. Her wild black hair whipped back
and forth as the air rushed passed her reddish-brown skin. Just when she
was about to slam into the stones her taloned hands shot out and landed
on the rampart. In a split second Ariana, using her momentum as well as
her own strength, pushed herself off the rampart and tucked herself into
a ball. She did a backwards somersault in the air three times before she
came out of her ball. Gracefully, Ariana landed, half stumbling in the
"TA DA!" Ariana yelled as she stared at Goliath. Goliath didn't
even crack a smile. Ariana's smile faded as Sata and Graeme landed both
with the same grace and ease as each other.
"Maaaaan, that was my best trick yet and he doesn't even flinch!"
"Maybe it's because you're such a bad acrobat," Graeme joked
as he scratched an itch on his green skinned hand.
"Very funny..." Ariana was about to counter her brother's comment
when Goliath cut her off.
"No, it's Lexington. He hasn't come back yet and it's almost dawn,"
Goliath's deep voice spoke. There was a certain concern in his voice that
"This is not the first time he's been out all day," Sata confidently
"Yes, but he usually checks in."
"Maybe his radio's on the fritz," Ariana offered.
"I beg your pardon?" Sata asked.
"She thinks that the radio might have a problem," Graeme said
to his mother.
"He should have come back then." Goliath looked towards the
east as the light grew brighter. "It is almost dawn," he announced
Sata, Ariana, and Graeme glided down to their respective perches and
prepared for their stone sleep. Goliath got up on his perch high above
the rest of Manhattan and looked over it one last time.
Suddenly, the sun peaked over the horizon. In unison, the gargoyles changed
from flesh to stone in a few moments. Everyone was in his or her traditional
roaring stance. That is, everyone except Goliath. Concern was etched into
his stone face as it gazed at the rising sun.
* * * * *
Two nights later
"We've checked all of Lex's favorite hang-outs and scoured the city,
but we came up empty. It's as if he just disappeared," Brooklyn reported
as he stared at the castle floor. The whole clan had begun searching for
Lexington the night before but had no luck in finding him. Elisa had also
joined the clan in this meeting. Even Xanatos was present and smug as
ever as he leaned against the stone wall with his arms folded.
"Something must have happened to him!" Angela almost yelled.
"If something did happen to him it must've gone down quietly. I
haven't heard anything gargoyle related on all the official channels in
the last three days," Elisa said. Hudson stroked his beard thoughtfully.
After a few moments he sighed deeply.
"If Lexington did run into some trouble, 'tis far too late for us
to be of any help to the lad," Hudson voiced. The clan looked at
him questionably. "I know it's not what you lads want to hear, but
Lexington has been gone far too long for something NOT to have happened
"Hudson's right, Goliath. It isn't like Lex to stay out this long,"
"I could be of some assistance," Xanatos said calmly. "I
have vast resources and I have eyes and ears where you and your clan do
not." Goliath looked upon Xanatos with curiosity and mistrust. Xanatos
seemed to sense Goliath's doubts and apprehensions. Goliath eyed him suspiciously
for a second longer before speaking.
"Very well, Xanatos. I, and my clan, will accept your help,"
Goliath said. Xanatos strode up to Goliath and rested a hand on his massive
"You've made the right choice, Goliath."
"I hope so..." Goliath sighed. At that instant, he as well
as the rest of the clan turned to stone as the sun peeked over the horizon.
Moments later, Owen stepped into the room. His face was as blank and
as expressionless as always. His black suit was neatly pressed and tailored
to perfection, as was his golden blond hair.
"Mr. Xanatos, your two o'clock called to cancel his meeting with
you, and I have prepared your breakfast as well," Owen stated plainly.
Elisa brought her fist from her jacket pocket cover her mouth as she yawned.
She stuck her dark-skinned hand back into her pocket, only to bring it
"Thank you Owen. Owen, could you please see Ms. Maza to the door."
"Yes, Mr. Xanatos."
"Thanks," Elisa said as she finished yawning, "but I...
I," she yawned again uncontrollably, "I know my way around..."
* * * * *
Consciousness slowly came back to Lexington as he lay limply in the recovery
room. Pain no longer wracked his body as he dozed in the hospital bed.
His muscles no longer ached painfully as they did before he was put under.
In fact, he felt powerful and energetic. He felt as if he had been in
his stone sleep for weeks. Lexington enjoyed the softness of the hospital
bed for a few seconds before he forced his eyes open.
Lexington sat up and let his eyes adjust to the brightly-lit room. His
hopes heightened as he began to see clearly again. In a few moments his
vision was back to the way it used to be before he tangled with Jackal
Lexington leisurely gazed around the room trying to get a feel for where
he was at. A high tech computer that was monitoring him stood at his bedside.
It measured his heart rate, blood pressure, brain activity, and his eye
movement. However, he could find no attachments from his body to the computer.
"Weird..." Lexington thought silently.
It was a dark moonless night outside of the double-paned window, which
greatly clashed with the completely white room that he occupied. Lexington
turned his gaze to the other side of the room. Sitting at his bedside
was Nicholas Maddox with an approving smile under his mustache. Lexington
smiled lazily at Maddox, knowing that he had kept his word.
A green heads-up display suddenly came up in Lexington's vision. The
gargoyle yelped in surprise, but his surprise quickly turned into fascination.
Maddox just watched the surprised gargoyle from his padded black seat,
fascinated at the gargoyle's reaction.
Lexington began to calm down as the heads-up display remained in his
vision. He scanned the display carefully noting every detail. The display's
border seemed to glow an ominous green just at the edge of his eyesight.
Lexington waved his taloned hand in front of his eyes. In his display,
his hand was being analyzed and tracked. At one corner of the screen the
results popped up.
The list went on and on as Lexington continued to stare at his hand.
"What did you do to me?" he questioned, wishing to be enlightened.
"Well, my friend, we replaced your eyes with cybernetic ones, and
the most sophisticated technology in the world is now inside your head.
We wet-wired your brain to accommodate the eyes. Your brain also houses
other unique and useful features," Maddox spoke.
"Like a mnemonic interface compatible with any terminal on the planet."
"Why don't I give you a little lesson on how to use your new equipment,"
Maddox raised himself off of the seat up and strolled over to window.
As his cane tapped the white tiled floor, an echo sounded throughout the
room. "Do you see that building over there?" Maddox said pointing
to the Eyrie Building. Lexington nodded.
"I want you to focus on the very top of that building. Try to find
out every minute detail."
"It's kinda far away..."
"Don't worry. Just try." Lexington did as he was told. As he
focused on Eyrie Building, he realized that it was getting larger. In
seconds, he could clearly make out several forms walked upon Castle Wyvern
battlements. His mouth dropped as details became more pronounced. It was
as if he were looking through a pair of binoculars. Suddenly the castle
stopped. A flashing message at the bottom of Lexington's display read
"Are you zoomed in as far as you can go?" Maddox asked. Lexington
shook himself from the trance like state he had put himself in.
"Whoa, this is awesome!"
"Good. Now, let's get back into this room. I want to show you something
else." Maddox walked over to a computer at Lexington's bedside. He
turned the cart in a semi-circle so that the back end faced Lexington.
A wealth of wiring covered the back of the computer as well as an empty
printer, modem, and fax ports. "Now reach behind your right ear.
You should feel a small spherical object... Pull on it."
Lexington did so. At first the little round object refused to budge.
Lexington felt a snap behind his ear. Panic flooded him. What if he broke
something? Would Maddox be upset? Would...
"Don't worry about that. It's a shielding mechanism that keeps the
uplink wire from coming loose during battle. Just keep pulling."
Maddox said almost sensing Lexington's fear.
"Alright..." he pulled the wire out farther until it was long
enough for him to view it. It appeared to be a tiny orb with four prongs
in the top. Its color matched that of Lexington's skin to further aid
the illusion of normality. After studying it for few seconds he pulled
out enough wire from his head for the end to reach the computer. Before
Maddox could say anything Lexington's hand went straight for the ports.
He suddenly stopped. His hand trembled as he held the wire near the computer
as he contemplated which port he should plug into. His moment of indecision
vanished and Lexington pushed the prongs into the modem port.
In almost no time at all, Lexington suddenly saw the inside of the computer.
It was like he was a spectator... no, a player, a user accessing hundreds
of files at once. With the snap of a finger Lexington could see everything
and do anything anywhere within the computer.
"This is very cool indeed..." he murmured. After a few more
moments Lexington came across the date in the computer. It had been three
days since he had been attacked by the siblings. Lexington fumbled with
the computer hookup for a few seconds before unplugging himself from the
computer. He replaced his interface wire back behind his ear.
"I have to go! The rest of the clan must be worried sick! They're
probably looking for me!" Lexington hastily spoke. With grace and
speed, he threw the sheets off, leapt to the window and slid the glass
open. Lexington turned to Maddox and paused for a moment. "Um, Mr.
"Please, call me Nicholas," Maddox reminded him.
"Nicholas, thanks for everything. If there were only more humans
like you around..."
"Lexington, there is no need to thank me. I only wish to see you
safe and happy. Now, return to your clan. They have been worried long
enough." The businessman smiled as he leaned slightly on his cane.
The olive-green gargoyle smiled back. Seconds later Lexington left the
ledge of Maddox Technologies Headquarters and quickly became part of the
Maddox observed Lexington for a few more minutes before turning to leave
the brilliantly lit room. His cane struck the floor as he walked. Maddox
paused one more time and looked over his shoulder to the bed Lexington
"On to phase two..."
* * * * *
Lexington's return was greeted with cries of joy and relief... and a
good licking from Bronx.
"Yeah, Bronx, I'm glad to see you too," Lexington said in between
licks. The olive-green gargoyle's display screen analyzed Bronx and the
rest of the clan approaching him. It made note of the weapons that were
being carried by the clan. He found it hard to concentrate on anything
while his display screen was hard at work. However, he didn't show it.
Everyone spoke at once wanting to know what happened, if he was all right,
where he had been and so forth. Lexington was overwhelmed and confused
by the sudden mass of questions, prattle and bickering that had been going
on ever since his arrived at Castle Wyvern.
"Quiet, all of you," Goliath said. His voice was heard above
all others. The rest of the clan quickly silenced themselves. Lexington
though was the first one to speak.
"Where's everyone else?" Lexington inquired noting that Broadway,
Angela, and Sata were not among the group that surrounded him.
"They're out looking for you," Brooklyn said, "I guess
I better go radio them and tell them you've been found." Lexington
detected a hint of anger in his voice, but that was to be expected. After
a minute or two Brooklyn returned, informing the clan that the patrol
would be back with in the hour.
"Lad, why don't ye tell us what happened," Hudson cut in. Lexington
had been prepared for this eventuality. He didn't like lying to the clan,
but he couldn't tell them about Maddox either let alone the cybernetic
implants he voluntarily had installed. No, he had to make something up
to keep the rest of the clan from learning about his secret friendship
with Nicholas Maddox. Lexington sat down on one of the crenels, took a
deep breath, and began to tell the clan his story.
"Another company, probably one competing with Xanatos, kidnapped
me with the help of Jackal and Hyena. They wanted to study me from the
inside out. I escaped before they got around to doing the exploratory.
I couldn't get home safely until tonight because Jackal and Hyena were
hot on my trail." Lexington finished.
"If they had found you during the day you'd be a goner!" Ariana
"Ye gave us quite a scare there, lad," Hudson spoke with his
deep Scottish voice.
"Yes, we're all happy that you're alive and well Lexington,"
"I'm happy too," Lexington said. Now Lexington found that the
clan loved and cared for him once more. Most of the time the clan would
barely talk to him. Even Bronx had a limited attention span, but now his
entire clan was showing their love and affection for him. This was exactly
what Lexington wanted.
"Hey Lexington," Ariana and Graeme said in unison.
"We're gonna fix you a nice big dinner. You haven't eaten in three
days!" Ariana said. Lexington suddenly realized how hungry he really
was, but was it worth putting up with the twins' cooking. Sometimes it
could get out of hand without Broadway's supervision.
"Come on!" Graeme said noting that Lexington hadn't budged.
"We insist..." Graeme and Ariana grabbed Lexington by the arms
and began to pull him to the kitchen.
Their progress, though, was interrupted by the shrill scream of the Eyrie
Building's security alarm. On cue, the roar of jet packs filled the air
around the castle. Lexington glanced skyward to see two familiar figures
hovering over the castle.
"It's Jackal and Hyena," Goliath roared. Their laughs echoed
in the night as their laser blasts hit the castle's stone walls. Even
though the castle's walls had been made stronger since Oberon's attack
many months ago, they didn't stand a chance against any modern day weapons.
Of course Xanatos knew this so he had taken the liberty of installing
several security systems and weapons if such an attack occurred.
Hidden laser cannons popped up all along the castle walls and battlements.
Within moments of the attack the air was filled with bright red laser
blasts from both sides. However, the twins were making their runs on the
part of the castle the gargoyles occupied.
Jackal came at Hudson from behind. Hudson was a seasoned warrior and
he could almost sense the eminent strike. He ducked down, but held his
short sword high above his head. It was too late for Jackal. The sword
screeched against his black chest and stomach. Jackal didn't flinch or
even look at the wound he received from Hudson's blow. He flipped in the
air and dove down again.
Ariana swung her bo towards Jackal, but all she got was air. Jackal,
however, was a little luckier. Ariana let out a little yelp as the two
cybernetic claws slashed through her shoulder.
"Ariana!" Graeme yelled. He was instantly at his sister's side.
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah, he only nicked me," Graeme saw that the two cuts weren't
deep, but the claws had drawn blood. A laser blast landed inches from
Goliath as he watched Jackal and Hyena continue their assault.
"Everyone, we must leave at once! We're the target! " Goliath
Ariana and Graeme were about to take flight when Goliath stopped them.
"No, you two are inexperienced warriors. It would be too dangerous
for you or Nudnik to go up against deadly foes such as Jackal and Hyena.
You're much safer here with Xanatos' security system than with us."
"But, but, but..." the twins whined in unison.
Meanwhile everyone else took off. Brooklyn was the first to go. Lexington
was the next to leave. With a gigantic leap from the ramparts Lexington
was in the air. Hudson leaped off the battlements, followed the rest of
the clan. Goliath, the last one to take flight, slipped his arms around
Bronx. With a snap, Goliath's wings flew open, and Goliath took flight.
The gargoyles arced under the laser fire from both the twins and came
up under the intruders. Jackal and Hyena took the hint and began their
retreat, thus beginning the chase.
As Lexington watched Jackal and Hyena, he noticed that the color of their
armor had changed. The familiar yellow was replaced with an ominous-looking
red and black. Lexington could only speculate as to what else had changed.
* * * * *
The clan pursued Jackal and Hyena all across the city. The twins fired
blazing laser blasts at the gargoyles knowing it was futile. They didn't
want to scare off the gargoyles just yet...
Eventually the chase brought them to an abandoned apartment complex.
Darkness surrounded it like a dense fog. The twins, not far ahead of the
clan, nodded to themselves and dropped down to the old complex. Goliath
didn't hesitate in steering the clan towards the chosen battleground.
"It's about time they stopped this cat and mouse chase!" Brooklyn
"Now we go kick some cyborg butt!" Lexington put in. Goliath
From previous experience Goliath knew that when one Pack member was present
the rest usually weren't far behind. Why would Jackal and Hyena attack
the clan anyway if they didn't have some trick up their heavy titanium
"Everyone fan out and look for Jackal and Hyena. We would be able
to find them faster that way," Goliath spoke. With that the clan
split up, each landing on different sides of the building. Lexington,
while holding Bronx, immediately found the cybernetic twins and dove straight
for Jackal and Hyena, both of whom were ready for his imminent strike.
Goliath started to glide down to aid Lexington when he heard an ominous
roar coming from behind him. He turned just in time to see the ugliest
pitbull in the world bowl into him from the sky. Goliath found it strange
that this pitbull had metal wings. Goliath and the pitbull tumbled through
the cool night air down to the building below.
Goliath tried to regain control, but he could only right himself before
he slammed into the gravel-covered roof. Goliath, an experienced warrior,
rolled with the "landing."
Bull landed on his now metallic paws and skidded to a halt raising dust
clouds as he went. As he came to a stop, Bull's wings folded up upon themselves
and slid silently into a small steel pack strapped onto his back.
Goliath groggily lifted his head from the stinging gravel just in time
to see an oddly dressed man drop out of the sky. Goliath felt the roof
shudder as Lobo landed. Speckles of dust and concrete flew up in the air
while a crack slowly forked its way out from under Lobo's powerful feet.
Lobo growled as a thin string of drool swung lazily from the corner of
"Jalapeña..." Goliath growled as Lobo's metallic wings
folded back into his assault pack.
* * * * *
Brooklyn landed silently upon the rooftop. He was sure he had seen Wolf's
silhouette upon the rooftop, but now the shadow had disappeared. Brooklyn,
utilizing all of his senses, scanned the area around him. In front of
him lay several hiding places such as stairwells, skylights, and so on.
Behind him, a rough stone wall blocked his path. Brooklyn backed up slowly
watching and listening. From somewhere nearby, Goliath's battle cry echoed
through out the night.
A deep growl from behind hit the crimson gargoyle's ears. Brooklyn spun
around to see Wolf crouched upon the building's next level. Wolf jumped
from the wall like a kangaroo, and landed on the gravel on all fours.
Brooklyn's eyes flared as he growled back. With lightning speed, Wolf
stood up and delivered a devastating uppercut, sending Brooklyn flying
backwards. Wolf chuckled as Brooklyn landed with a bone-crunching thud.
"He's DEFINITELY going to feel that in the morning..." Wolf
* * * * *
Hudson dove to Brooklyn's aid with sword drawn and eyes flared. He sped
like a bullet able and ready to kick Wolf into the next millennium. He
never saw the laser blast coming.
Hudson gasped as the blast struck his shoulder. Like a rock, he fell.
Instinct kicked in and his wings flew open. Instantly a second blast hit
his leathery wing. A dark circle of burnt skin remained. The old gargoyle
curled up in pain only to meet the rugged roof moments later still clutching
his sword. Hudson looked up to see the massive form of Coyote standing
Coyote's sleek black exterior blended in with the night sky. A red trimming
added to the effect. Hudson's mouth fell open as he stared up at the four-armed
monster, which was easily over ten feet tall. The two main arms held the
weapons systems while the secondary arms acted as hands. On the chest
of the robot was a spherical video screen with the insidious half-Xanatos
half-cyborg face of the first Coyote robot.
"Wh-what are ye?" were the only words Hudson could mutter
"Coyote 6.0, the heaviest..." Coyote lifted his left forearm
and targeted Hudson with his three rapid fire lasers, which began to glow
a dull red, "and deadliest version." Hudson stuck his sword
between his sharp gargoyle teeth and dashed forward on all fours while
Coyote's lasers followed. Hudson ducked under Coyote's massive legs and
leapt upon the hulk's back. Hudson grabbed his sword and rose it high
for the strike.
"I don't think so," the robot said. Electricity surged through
Hudson as well as pain. Hudson fell off Coyote, dizzy and singed.
"Come on, old gargoyle. You know it's hopeless, so why not just
give up and come quietly?"
Hudson growled in reply and shoved his sword up through the bottom of
Coyote's mid-section. It was hard, but Hudson managed to push his sword
all the way up to the hilt. Coyote's torso swung around followed by his
legs. The video head glared down at Hudson.
"That WOULD have hurt if I were human..." One of Coyote's secondary
arms seized Hudson by the neck, raised him high off the ground, and with
one fleeting motion returned him to it. Needless to say the old gargoyle
was out cold.
"...but then, I'm not human," Coyote finished as he stood over
* * * * *
The air sped past Lexington at an incredible speed as he dove towards
the twins, Jackal and Hyena. As he got closer he heard a loud whine from
above. He turned his head to see Bronx rapidly catching up with him. Quickly,
he stretched out his arms as Bronx fell past him. As Lexington felt Bronx's
paws touch his palms, he wrapped his fingers around the grayish hind legs
of the clan's "guard dog." The only problem was that now both
were now falling towards the roof. An idea suddenly popped into Lexington's
newly enhanced brain.
"Okay, Bronx, you wanna play catch?" Lexington asked. Bronx
nodded his head and growled, "Okay, boy, go get em!" With that
Lexington gave Bronx's legs one gigantic push sending the angry gargoyle
beast straight towards Jackal. Jackal just stood there. Just as Bronx
was about to hit him, Jackal's foot busters flared sending him straight
up. Bronx whined as he realized that he would not be getting to take a
bite out of the cyborg. Jackal watched Bronx land harmlessly below him,
raising up bits of dust and gravel.
"You missed, doggy," Jackal said dryly. His achievement was
short lived. Lexington kicked the distracted Jackal with all his might.
"I didn't," Lex laughed. Jackal somersaulted into a brick wall
"Nice landing, brother!" Hyena called out. She was only interrupted
by a rather large beast called Bronx leaping on her now metallic chest.
Hyena lazily tossed Bronx away just in time to receive Lexington's attack.
Lexington's eyes blazed a blinding white as he flew towards Hyena. He
tackled her neck and held Hyena in a headlock - a headlock which would
have been excruciating to a normal human.
"I don't think so, twerp..." Hyena's neck suddenly grew three
feet longer. "Whoa!" Lexington cried as Hyena undid his arms
from around her elongated neck. He tried in vain to keep a grip on Hyena.
With the little web-winged gargoyle off her neck, Hyena tossed him next
to Bronx and brought her black neck back to normal size.
"Is that all you've got, little gargoyle?" came a laugh from
behind Bronx and Lexington. During the scuffle with Hyena, Jackal had
recovered from Lexington's flying kick. Now Jackal and Hyena were on opposite
sides of Lexington and Bronx.
It was about now that Lexington got a good look at the twins standing
still. Jackal and Hyena had definitely changed. Their only remaining skin
was on their heads. Their bodies had been restructured and colored an
eerie black trimmed with red. Their faces had lost their normal color
and had grown a milky white. For some strange reason, however, Hyena still
had a belly button. Even though it was molded in metal, it gave her an
ironically human look.
"You've been upgraded!" Lexington said. The twins smiled.
"Yeah, and we come fully loaded..." Jackal spoke. On cue, his
right arm split open with the top and bottom portions extending outwards.
Inside was a state of the art multi-weapon system. Hyena's left split
open revealing two gun barrels.
One of Jackal's weapons fired something. It wasn't bullets, or flames,
or explosive charges. It was a liquid, a liquid that landed right where
Bronx was standing. The instant the liquid hit the ground it froze leaving
the unfortunate gargoyle beast helplessly trapped in ice.
"BRONX!" Lexington screamed. His eyes blazed and his face grew
demonic. He roared as he charged Jackal. Jackal's arm snapped back in
place and slipped into a defensive stance ready to take on Lexington.
As Lexington neared Jackal, Hyena fired her machine gun at the little
gargoyle's fast-moving feet, which kicked up dust as they went. Warning
signals began to flash before Lexington's eyes. He didn't realize what
they meant until a bullet hit the bottom of his foot. With no other feeling
but pain in his left foot, Lexington tripped and fell right into the arms
of the waiting Jackal.
"Nighty-night," Jackal crushed his metallic fist into Lexington's
face as he finished speaking. Hyena strutted over to Bronx who was still
struggling to get his feet out of their icy prison.
"Hey, doggy, why don't you take a nap?" Hyena brought her foot
into Bronx's face. The force broke the clan's guard dog out of the ice
and sent him flying for several yards. Bronx's limp body landed hard on
"Killing two birds with one stone, sister?" Jackal asked.
"More like kicking..."
* * * * *
Goliath's eyes were like burning white fires as he battled the cybernetic
Lobo and ugly Bull. Goliath tackled Lobo and managed to get him in a fierce
bear hug. Goliath squeezed the muscle-bound Mexican tighter and tighter,
hoping to hear the familiar crack of a rib or two. Lobo's cybernetic eye
flared red as he grunted. Goliath suddenly felt a searing pain go up his
leg. He glanced down to see Bull tearing into his left calf.
Lobo didn't waste any time struggling. With Goliath distracted, the Pack's
leader broke free from the lavender gargoyle's grasp and gave him a fierce
elbow-jab in the stomach. Goliath doubled over as the air in his lungs
left him. Pain gripped his chest and then his face as Lobo, like a savage
beast, brought his head upon his knee.
Goliath grew dizzy as his vision grew blurry. The growls of both Lobo
and Bull reached his now almost deaf ears. He suddenly found himself on
the ground. Bull had knocked the gargoyle's legs out from under him. Goliath
lay there looking up into the starry night sky, marveling at the beauty
of blurry stars that danced around his vision like tiny sparks.
The sky disappeared as Lobo stood over him. Goliath heard Bull's bark
as Lobo sneered at his defeated opponent. The last thing he remembered
was Lobo raising his heavy foot and then bringing it down towards his
* * * * *
Lobo looked over the lavender gargoyle with a mixture of contempt and
disdain. Goliath's breathing was heavy and erratic, and abrasions from
the battle were beginning to appear.
Silence enveloped the rooftop. Lobo knew it was a sign. The sounds of
battle and pain had ceased. Only a few moments passed before the other
Pack members began to arrive with their prizes. Wolf was the first to
make his way to the center of the rooftop.
"AH!" Wolf grunted as he dragged the unconscious body of Brooklyn
behind him. "I've never felt better in my life!"
"I think HE has!" Hyena called out from the other side of the
rooftop. She was almost playfully swinging around Lexington like a bat,
while Jackal was easily juggling Bronx like an oversized bowling ball.
Each tossed their prize next to Goliath's body.
"I am severely disappointed. I was expecting better," Coyote
spoke as he carried Hudson with his two secondary arms.
"Looks like he got yah," Wolf gruffly said.
"It's only outer hull damage. No electrical or internal systems
were compromised." Coyote neatly deposited the old gargoyle next
to the other limp bodies.
"Time to call the boss..." Lobo whipped out a small radio and
spoke into it. "The gargoyle threat has been neutralized."
"Excellent!" the voice on the other end said. "Guard the
gargoyles until I get there. The Pack is not to harm them until I arrive."
* * * * *
Static clouded Lexington's vision for a moment after he regained consciousness.
Millions of thoughts raced through his head
"How could I have been so stupid? I should have known that Jackal
and Hyena were better armed. I should have fought better. Why didn't I
use my new enhancements better? Why didn't I help Bronx? Where am I now?"
These were just a few of the things Lexington considered as his mind was
"Visual systems online," Lexington's pop up window read as
his cybernetic vision came back. Darkness surrounded him like a warm blanket.
Then him realized that he should open his eyes if he wanted to see.
The night sky greeted him as his eyes fluttered open. He felt the limp
bodies of his comrades beside him, and was vaguely aware of voices from
somewhere nearby. It didn't take a rocket scientist to tell those voices
belonged to the Pack.
Lexington slowly raised himself from the gravel-covered roof. Little
pebbles that had dug themselves into his hide stung him like a thousand
tiny needles. Lexington forgot about the pain as more pressing matters
came to mind.
He slowly looked behind him at the Pack, all of whom were conversing
among themselves. Every one of them had their backs turned to their victims.
As quick as a minnow and as quietly as a cat, Lexington scampered away
across the rooftop. After finding the fire escape, he climbed down the
rusty ladder and entered the building through a window below. The room
was dark and musty. The paint on the walls had all but peeled away and
the floor was full of dust and debris. Lexington scrunched himself up
against the wall closest to the window. At least he was safe from that
huge robot. Now it was time to send for much needed help.
* * * * *
David Xanatos sat at his desk comfortably sipping his steaming espresso.
The hot liquid burned his tongue for a moment before it made its way down
his throat. The warmth of the mug was soothing to his icy hands. In front
of him was the security camera footage of the recent attack of Jackal
Xanatos set aside his espresso as the security camera focused on Jackal
and Hyena side by side. He paused the tape and examined the image.
Jackal and Hyena's black bodies were the first thing that caught his
attention. Their only remaining skin had disappeared, as well as the gold
plating. The only other color on their bodies was the red trimming that
added to the effect. There was no mistaking it. Jackal and Hyena had been
Xanatos leaned back in his chair, rubbing his itchy, bloodshot eyes.
"I've been staring at this TV for too long," he muttered, reaching
for his coffee mug only to knock it over, sending steaming espresso all
over his desk. A sour look crossed Xanatos' face as the espresso wound
its way along his desk. With a sigh he turned on the intercom.
"Owen?", he said.
"Yes, Mr. Xanatos?" a blank voice answered.
"I want you to find any information you can on Jackal and Hyena's
activities after their affiliation with Xanatos Enterprises was dissolved."
"I'll get right on it, Mr. Xanatos."
"Oh, and can you please fetch me a towel, Owen?", Xanatos added.
His only reply was static. "Owen?" Again, no response other
than static. "Owe-" A voice suddenly cut Xanatos off.
"Xanatos, is that you? Look, we need you! Send help to this location!"
Lexington hurriedly said. Xanatos noted the desperation in the little
gargoyle's voice. A map of Manhattan appeared on the computer screen,
a flashing beacon indicating Lexington's position.
"Lexington? Lexington, how are you transmitting on this frequency?
This is a closed circu-"
"It doesn't matter! Just send help NOW!"
* * * * *
Lobo's head slowly turned away from the rest of the Pack as they celebrated
among themselves. He was picking up a signal and a transmission. It was
a transmission coming from Lexington. Lobo looked over his shoulder and
down at the pile of unconscious gargoyles. Lexington was the only member
not present. His beacon began echoing in Lobo's head as he contemplated
"Lobo?" the voice on the radio asked.
"Sir, the small gargoyle, Lexington, has slipped away and has begun
transmitting a beacon," Lobo responded. Jackal, Hyena, and Wolf looked
stunned at this.
"Very well," replied the voice. "Hunt down the gargoyle,
but under no circumstances, I repeat, under NO circumstances do you or
any other member of the Pack kill him."
"Yes, sir," Lobo said. After the com signal ended he stuck
the radio back into his pack, then gazed at the original Pack members.
Every one of them had surprised and sour looks upon his or her face. Jackal
and Hyena had the worst looks of all. Lobo readied himself for an eventuality
that was about to rear its ugly head.
"Look, you may be our so-called leader, thanks to the boss,"
Hyena remarked. "And you may have good combat skills. But when it
comes to that little twerp, all of your orders go out the window. He's
mine to do as I please."
She came at Lobo, slashing at him with her sharpened metal claws. Lobo
dodged every slash. Hyena gave one final downward slash, a slash that
he neatly avoided. As she leaned forward with the momentum, Lobo slipped
his arm around her neck catching her in a headlock. Hyena began to extend
her neck only to be stopped by Lobo's enormous hand. Even her powerful
motors could not budge it.
Jackal advanced towards Lobo with claws extended, but stopped when Lobo
began to push Hyena's head towards her body. Hyena felt her neck straining
against the urge to pop outward. She pushed against Lobo's back furiously,
but gained no new ground. His grip was breakable. Jackal, seeing what
was happening to his sister, retreated. As he did so, Lobo let got of
the desperate Hyena.
"Remember," he said to her, "we built you, so we know
your weaknesses. You finish him and I finish you. And that goes for the
rest of you. Comprendé?"
Jackal sneered at Lobo while the rest of the Pack glared at the new leader
bitterly. But whether they liked it or not, Lobo was right.
"All right. Coyote, you stay here and 'immobilize' the rest of the
gargoyles. The rest of you are with me," Lobo ordered, breaking the
growing tensions. The Pack exchanged glances, and acted on Lobo's orders.
They had to do so. They had no choice.
* * * * *
Xanatos strode silently outside into the chilly night air. The cloudless
night let the moon and the stars shed their light beautifully upon the
face of Manhattan. Without the city lights shining above him, Xanatos
could clearly make out thousands upon thousands of stars, stars invisible
to the people below. These heavenly bodies gazed at him as he gazed back.
Xanatos caught movement out of the corner of his eye. Turning around,
he saw a faint dot in the distance quickly growing larger. In moments
the one dot turned into three. Soon colors were distinguishable and then
details and shape began to take form. In less than a minute, three large
gargoyles landed in front of him. Broadway and Angela caped their wings
around themselves while Sata kept her leathery wings open.
"Hey, where is everybody?" Broadway's gruff voice echoed in
"Yes, where's-" Angela began. Xanatos cut her off.
"The rest of the clan, except for the twins and Nudnik, left when
Jackal and Hyena attacked the Castle. From what Lexington has told me,
they have fallen into a trap and need help. Lexington has provided a location
for us. They're all located on a building at 9th and West 38th Street,"
the corporate billionaire said.
"Thank you, Xanatos," Sata spoke as she gave a slight bow.
"Let us depart." The trio turned to take flight.
"Give me a minute to get my suit on." The three gargoyles turned
to Xanatos. Sata motioned to Broadway and Angela to go. Angela, without
hesitation, went to the edge of the castle and leapt off. Broadway only
shrugged and followed behind her.
"Xanatos, time is of the essence. We must rescue the clan NOW."
So saying, the green gargoyle leapt off Castle Wyvern, gliding quickly
towards Angela and Broadway. Xanatos only sighed and silently went inside.
* * * * *
"He's moving!" Lobo shouted. "He's heading toward the
other side of the building. Come on! We'll catch him when he gets out
The Pack raced across the roof with Jackal in the lead. All of them failed
to notice three dark shapes closing in on the abandoned building.
* * * * *
"That's the place," Broadway said as the three gargoyles neared
the abandoned building. The large roof was almost covered in darkness.
"There's Lex!" Angela shouted as Lexington leapt out a fifth
story window. He was up the fire escape and on the roof in a flash.
"And there's the Pack!" Broadway exclaimed. "And they're
headin' straight for him!"
The three gargoyles dove down to Lexington. He looked up at them and
smiled in relief.
"It's about time!" he said, as they landed.
"What is going on here?" Sata questioned.
"It's the Pack... sort of. They're bigger, tougher, and stronger
than ever before. It's like some sort of... of Ultra-Pack."
Jackal stood in the shadows silently and listened. As Lexington finished
his last sentence, the cybernetic mercenary's cold face smiled.
"The Ultra-Pack. I like that," he muttered. With that, his
arm split open and he announced himself. "Heads up!"
All the gargoyles leapt into the air as Jackal's freezing ray hit, freezing
the ground that they had been standing on moments earlier. Broadway looked
down at the ice below. "I see what ya mean," he said.
"You guys try to keep the Pack busy," Lexington said. "I'll
try to get to the others."
Sata drew her katana and all three screamed out their war cry as they
dove at the five members of the Pack.
* * * * *
Coyote stood before the gargoyles, all of whom were now awake and severely
angry. Goliath struggled against the pipe that held his arms to his side.
But it was all in vain; he could not get enough leverage. And if he could
not break free, neither could the others, particularly Bronx. He was hog
Coyote's secondary hands examined Hudson's sword, which he had extracted
from between his legs. Once it had done so, the robot tossed the sword
to the ground before the old gargoyle. "An interesting piece of weaponry,"
it commented. "Maybe you can sell it to an antique shop."
"Who built you?", Goliath roared. "Was it Xanatos?"
The face upon Coyote's video screen smiled. "I'll let you figure
that one out for yourself", it commented, in a tone of voice remarkably
similar to that of the wily businessman that had built all of its predecessors.
There was a sudden cry from behind, and Coyote turned around to face
a charging Lexington. The little gargoyle dove straight for it. "Ah,
another target," commented Coyote, almost sneering.
Lexington landed right in front of the hulking machine. His eyes blazed
white as his heads-up display ran a list of the robot's various weapons,
heavily emphasizing which ones were going to fire. Coyote raised its arm
and fired its minigun at the tiny gargoyle. With graceful speed, Lexington
danced away from its shots. Bullets trailed him, as he sped around Coyote
"If that's the way you want to be," Coyote said. Flames shot
out of its arm. Lexington again danced around Coyote until flames encircled
the large robot. The flames gave an eerie, almost devilish glow on the
huge robot. As they died down, the roof began to groan and shudder.
"This could be bad..." Coyote managed to say before the part
of the roof beneath it gave way. The massive robot fell through to the
next floor, but didn't stop there. Instead, it kept plunging through floor
after floor, until it reached the basement with a loud clang. Clouds of
dust rose up from the hole.
Lexington ran over to Goliath and tugged at the twisted pipe. After much
pulling, and a little effort on Goliath's part, he managed to free the
big lavender gargoyle.
"Well done, Lexington," said Goliath approvingly. "Now
help me free the others."
A wave of warmth and happiness went through Lexington. He was finally
being praised again for helping his clan. For a brief moment, he no longer
felt alone and alienated by the others. That feeling faded, though, as
current problems began to take over his mind.
In a few moments the others were freed and ready for action.
"Now, let's go help-" Goliath was cut off by a roar similar
to that of a jet engine. Coyote rose up out of his self-made hole.
"Farewell, gargoyles!" Coyote's missile launchers, mounted
atop both his forearms fired a missile straight into the crowd of gargoyles.
They jumped away, but it was too late. All of them caught a piece of the
small blast. Gargoyles were strewn all around the impact site.
The gargoyles recovered slowly, but Coyote waited as if he wanted a challenge.
"Brooklyn, Hudson, you two and Bronx take on Coyote!" Goliath
called. "Lexington and I will go help the others!"
The others complied. Again Lexington felt useful and happy that he was
being chosen above all the others to go with Goliath. With an uplifted
heart, he ran behind his clan's leader on all fours.
"All right, guys, let's get this party started..." Brooklyn
* * * * *
The gargoyle reinforcements were taking a beating from the Pack. Sata
was in the air, battling Hyena and Jackal, and Broadway was fighting Wolf
alongside Angela, who was fighting Lobo and Bull. Angela leaped on the
Pack leader, eyes glowing red, but this did not disturb him. Bull came
rushing in and knocked Goliath's daughter off his master. It was then
that Lexington and Goliath entered the scene.
"Lexington, go help Sata," Goliath ordered, then headed straight
for Lobo. As Angela was recovering from Bull's head-on attack, Lobo delivered
a hard kick to her mid-section. Angela fell back down to the ground, groaning
Over three blocks away, people listened to the strange roar that echoed
through the buildings. Goliath gave Lobo an uppercut that sent him flying.
Despite the devastating hit, the Pack leader righted himself in the air
and landed on his feet. His cybernetic eye glowed a soft red. Both man
and gargoyle charged at each other, each with a fierce look in his eyes.
Meanwhile, Lexington was on his way to Sata when one of Jackal's laser
blasts found its mark. Sata spun out of control down to earth. Lexington
caught her, only to let them both fall towards the roof. Without free
arms, flight was next to impossible. Both gargoyles crashed onto the roof
with Jackal and Hyena landing on either side.
At the last second, Lobo ducked and hit the lavender gargoyle's mid-section.
With little effort, he flipped Goliath onto his back. He then noticed
that the battle between Coyote and the other gargoyles was slowly making
its way over to the others. By all appearances, the robot was winning.
"Wolf!" Lobo motioned to Goliath. The human-lupine hybrid grinned
and forced himself out of Broadway's grip.
"HEY!" Broadway yelled. He attempted to tackle Wolf, but was
forced back by Bull. Goliath growled as Wolf approached. The two came
at each other, each grasping the other's hands and attempting to force
each other back. Goliath pushed hard and felt Wolf's muscles began to
Wolf chuckled as Goliath suddenly felt the beast pushing a lot harder
than before. The gargoyle was now the one who began to lose strength.
Lobo took out the radio and spoke into it. "Sir, all the gargoyles
are free and reinforcements have arrived, but we are still in control
of the situation."
"Good, now retreat and escape. Cease all combat!" the voice
"WHAT?!" Wolf yelled.
"Please repeat your transmission," Coyote said.
Goliath took the opportunity and head-butted Wolf in the snout. He stepped
back several paces, clutching his nose. "You'll pay for that Goliath!"
"I repeat, retreat and escape. Cease all combat!" the voice
"Yes, sir," Lobo spoke. He took the radio and shoved it back
into his pack. "Everyone, we're outta here!" The Pack obeyed
Lobo's command resentfully, Hyena and Jackal taking to the air followed
by Lobo and Bull.
"You've lost this round and I guarantee you'll lose the next!"
Wolf gloated. With that he grabbed on to Coyote and both of them were
in the air following the rest of the Pack. In moments, they were nothing
more than dots in the night sky.
* * * * *
The doors to Xanatos's personal office flew open, revealing Goliath and
the rest of the clan. All of them had angry, sour looks on their faces.
Xanatos looked up from his computer. His straight poker face did not change
a bit when he saw the anger in the clan leader's eyes.
"What's wrong, Goliath?" Xanatos asked.
"We met the Pack tonight," Goliath began.
"Yeah, and it wasn't just Jackal, Hyena, and Wolf," Broadway
"It was another Coyote robot and some guy with a pitbull,"
Lexington followed up.
"Coyote 6.0," Hudson spoke.
"Were you responsible for this, Xanatos?" Goliath roared.
Xanatos sat in his chair for a moment, looking Goliath straight in the
eyes. Then he spoke.
"I am no longer affiliated with the Pack. It was dissolved after
that affair with the Emir. No more Coyote robots were made after the 5.0
Goliath stared back at the man for several moments, then turned to the
others with a growl.
"Come," he said to them "It is almost sunrise." He
left the office and they followed him, though not a few of them glanced
back at Xanatos with suspicious looks on their faces.
Xanatos frowned as he watched them leave. "So somebody else is following
in my footsteps," he said to himself. "Whoever he, I hope that
his activities do not further jeopardize my new alliance."
* * * * *
Nicholas Maddox's Office
Three furious members of the Pack burst into Maddox's office, angry expressions
on their faces. Nicholas Maddox looked calmly back at them.
"Why did you call off the attack?!" Wolf roared. "We could
have destroyed the gargoyles if you hadn't stepped in!
"Yeah, I wanted to waste the little twerp," said Hyena. "I
had him in my sights!
Nicholas Maddox calmly arose from his desk, picked up his cane, and walked
around the piece of furniture to face his new hirelings.
"We accomplished everything that I wished accomplished," he
said to them calmly. "We tested the Pack - "
"I rather like the Ultra-Pack," Jackal interjected. The other
Pack members nodded in agreement.
"Very well. I tested you, the Ultra-Pack, to see if you could hold
your own against the gargoyles. I also wanted to see if I could compete
with and improve on Xanatos's existing technology, which I did. I also
gained more of Lexington's trust, and I found his clan's home, thanks
to his cybernetic implants. On top of all of that, the one-way interface
between Lexington and Lobo worked perfectly. All and all, I think that
we won the day. There will be other times and other places to accomplish
my other goals..."
* * * * *
Lexington stood on his perch overlooking Manhattan. The sun was just
about to peek over the horizon as he set himself in his daytime position.
His eyes were wide as he was ready to greet the approaching sunrise
It was nearly impossible to tell that Lexington's eyes were cybernetic.
Only with a close look could one make out the circuits etched into the
back of the eyes. They wound their way around each other like cracks.
The microscopic sensors were even smaller and colored a jet black. Just
as the sun began to rise, the pupils of Lexington's cybernetic eyes flashed
a dark crimson briefly, indicating a visual shutdown. A second later he,
as well as the other gargoyles, had turned to stone.