Okay, it's time to do a first-person type of narration for this story, and it's gonna be with one of my favorite animated Disney cartoons…Gargoyles, starring one of my favorite cartoon characters…Brooklyn!

Note: This takes place within the few years after The Goliath Chronicles, but before the Timedancer saga.

I am sitting on the ledge of the tallest tower of Castle Wyvern atop David Xanatos' Eyrie Building, staring down at the hazy lights of the island of Manhattan. It's raining, it's cold, it's windy, it's dark, but I don't care. Despite everyone having a party down in the Great Hall, I had to get away from all the tension. What do I mean, you ask? Well, it all starts…with the atmosphere.

I don't find a party filled with couples to…agree with me. Detective Eliza Maza of the NYPD and Delilah, a genetically-engineered gargoyle, have both been giving Goliath a great time. Broadway and Angela…well…I've had to watch them caress each other in their wings and arms all night. Even Xanatos and Fox feel the need to share their love with us, particularly by showing off their new son, Alex. I feel so alone…extremely alone after having been denied what everyone else has. Yes, I have been in love, but never have I had it returned.

There was Maggie Reed, a mutate, whom I rescued and attempted to help her find a cure to change her back, but then she pushes me aside for…Talon (jeez, saying the name makes me gag).

And then there's Angela; she wasn't sure for quite a bit of time which of us to choose, but of course…she chose Broadway (Seriously, why him over me!? I've got a trim-figure and wavy hair, like the ladies like! Come on, Broad's got neither of those!)

And…if I must keep going further…Delilah was next. I was planning to make the first move on her, but thanks to Elisa…Goliath asked her out. Even after fighting off Thailog with them, she still wasn't interested in me!

Okay, there you have it! I'm bitter! I admit it! But, I have the right to be in such a state! I keep getting denied! Why! Is there something wrong with me? Something I'm missing? Some sort of trick that I'm not aware of!? I seriously don't get it! I'm nice, I'm good-looking, I do good things for this world…so WHY haven't I gotten MY break yet!? When will the universe finally reward me for my efforts!? Who knows? Maybe fate has just put me on this world to feel bad about myself and suffer.

Damn, who knows what major obstacle I will have to try and overcome next? Now, I know what you're thinking: just try to ignore it and enjoy what you can in life. But, no, it's not that easy; these guys are my Rookery Brothers, and because I have to spend every day seeing all this love, it is really hard to ignore it. Come on, I at least know that Lexington is still single, but really, he has never been in love before, so he doesn't count. I lift my head up at the sound of footsteps and look over my shoulder.

"Oh, Hudson…" I said at the elderly, eyepatch-bearing gargoyle with a sword.

"Goliath was wonderin' where you have been. What be the matter, lad?" Hudson asked, noticing my expression.

I sighed, "…Nothing. Just needed some air." I lied.

"Well, you might wanna be comin' back on down, lad," Hudson said, motioning his arm down the flight of stairs, "the weather'll make you catch cold!"

"Hmph," I said, knowing by instinct that a stone-sleep during the day would cure me if I did get sick, but I didn't wanna upset the old man, "Okay, I'm coming."

I went back down the stairs, through the familiar corridors to the Great Hall, where it looked like the party was still going on.

"Hey, Brooklyn!" Elisa said, waving as I entered the large room, "Where were you for the past half-hour?"

"On the roof." I responded.

"Why were you gone for a lengthy stretch of time?" Goliath asked me, "Was something happening?"

I shook my head, "No…I was just thinking."

"Heh heh," Lexington laughed at me, "You always play that card when you disappear!" he said.

Xanatos folded his arms, "Are you sure that you are not planning to turn against me again?" he asked, "You should know what I considered to end this feud."

"One," I began, "we never turned against you; you just thought we 'couldn't be controlled', remember? Two, I wasn't planning to turn against you, I just needed some time to think."

Xanatos shrugged his shoulders, "If you say so…" he said before returning his attention to Fox.

Throughout the party, everyone was talking and having a good time, while I sat in the corner balancing a partially-filled soda can on its two bottom rims, rolling it in circles. I had to do something to take my mind off of my pain, and surprisingly, I thought this was kind of cool and addictive. It wasn't up until Broadway and Angela came over that I immediately was forced back into heartache.

"Hey, why aren't you talking to anyone?" Broadway asked, "You upset or somethin'?"

I sighed, "Why is everybody getting up on my case about it?" I asked, "It doesn't matter! Okay!?"

"Brooklyn, you've been acting very strange for a little while now." Angela said before holding a plate with a slice of chocolate cake towards me, "Need some cake or something—?"

"No," I said, standing and pushing the plate away, "what I need is to be alone." And I walked off to the corridors again, this time to my room.

Broadway and Angela looked at each other, confused.

"What's up with him?" Angela asked.

Broadway shrugged, "Don't know…maybe someone rubbed him the wrong way not to long ago or somethin'."

Well, looks like ol' Brooky is kinda hot-headed at the moment, huh? We'll see how things turn out next chapter, and remember, anything goes. Keep holding on…