I do not own Gargoyles. I only own Sarah Xanatos.

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A tired sigh left Sarah Xanatos' lips as she stared out of the limousine window at her new home. She was coming to live with her uncle after her parents had been assassinated by a rival company. There was no proof of course because the rival company paid the local police, but at least in New York City she wouldn't have to worry about the rival company having power since her uncle David Xanatos was the most powerful man in the whole city.

The assassins had struck when she wasn't home. She had been out with some friends hiking, but that didn't stop one of the assassins from staying at the home and waiting for her to return. The paid assassins had killed the guards before they killed her parents, but unfortunately they did a good job cleaning up the place so it seemed as if an attack hadn't occurred.

Sarah had walked into the home and tossed her hiking backpack to the floor by the door before she started walking to her room. The house was too quiet, but she just brushed it off as nobody being home. Her calm demeanor quickly disappeared when the assassin appeared from behind her and tried to choke her with a wire. She was able to flip the man over her back before her fear and adrenaline took over. She pulled out the knife she always carried when hiking, and she threw it straight into the man's head.

His lifeless eyes still haunted her as she sat in the limousine waiting to arrive at her uncle's skyscraper. Her uncle had immediately sent someone named Owen to pick her up and bring her to his home. He didn't trust her to be alone with more assassins being hired to kill her. At least at his home, he could protect her from that happening again. However, she would be lying if she said she felt safe. Having killed a man and knowing that others would be trying to kill her on a regular basis to get control of her family's company was so stressful she was surprised she was still breathing.

"Ms. Xanatos, we're here," Owen said from his seat across from her in the limousine.

Sarah looked out the window at one of the tallest skyscrapers she had ever seen. Her dark grey eyes stared up at the skyscraper with awe but also a bit of worry. She had always lived just outside of the city, never in the city and especially not in that tall of a building. She wasn't afraid of heights, but she had a feeling she would get lost many times in this place.

"Thank you, Owen, but please call me Sarah," she said with a tired smile. She pushed her long brown hair out of her face as she stepped out of the limousine after the driver opened her door.

"Your uncle has business to attend to at the moment, but he will see you later tonight at dinner," Owen informed her as they walked into the building and straight to the elevator. "Your uncle has created your own apartment in the building so you do not have to live directly with him and his wife. Your apartment is a few floors higher than your uncle's living areas," he continued after pressing a button in the elevator.

"That was kind of him," Sarah said to be polite. All she really wanted to do was go to sleep. She hadn't been able to sleep since killing the assassin. A shiver ran down her spine as she once again saw the man's dead eyes staring up at her.

"If there is anything you need, just pick up the phone in your room and I will be happy to bring you whatever you need," Owen said even though he seemed as bored as he could be.

"Thank you, Owen, I appreciate it, but I think I'd really just like to rest for now," she replied after they stepped off the elevator and he led her to a door with a symbol of wolf on the door. He handed her the keys and told her that he would see her later and to call if he was needed before he disappeared into the elevator again.

Sarah stared at the key and the door before finally opening the door to her new home. She knew the apartment would be beautiful, but the most beautiful parts were the shower and the bed. Her uncle had spared no expense but the man never did.

She spent the next few hours just trying to relax and clean up. Her eyes were never able to close for long as the memory of who she killed always appeared and kept her from sleeping. She heard a knock at her apartment door and opened the door to find her uncle standing there with his arms wide open. He pulled her into a hug and just held her tightly as she returned the hug. They didn't speak about what happened, they didn't need to.

Growing up in their family was always full of deaths and cruelty, but talking about it only made it worse. Just knowing that her uncle cared enough to let her stay with him for safety was enough.

"Thank you, uncle, you have a wonderful home," Sarah said softly as they separated from the hug.

"You haven't even seen the best part yet," he told her and a mischievous look entered his eyes. He gently grabbed her hand and took her to the top floor of the building.

Sarah wasn't expecting to see Fox, her uncle's wife, sitting at a candle lit dinner with three chairs. However, the most surprising part was the fact that her uncle had a castle on top of his skyscraper. She had heard that he had done this, but she didn't actually believe it. This was her first time at her uncle's home, so the sight of the castle was a shock.

"I know how much you love history, especially ancient castles," David said as he watched his niece stare at the castle in wonder. He was even more excited to see how Sarah reacted to the gargoyles, but he had told the gargoyles to stay out of sight for tonight. He would introduce her to the gargoyles after she had settled in more and calmed down after the attempt on her life.

"This is amazing, you know I'm going to be up here more than inside now, don't you?" Sarah questioned excitedly as she let herself let go of her worries for a moment. The sight of the old castle took her breath away, and all she wanted to do was explore the place.

"I told him that you'd love this place," Fox started to say as David motioned for Sarah to take a seat before he took his own seat at the head of the table. "It's nice to have another woman around here," she said with a smile to the twenty-five year old woman across from her. "I'll have to show you the best shops and cafes in the city soon," she finished before smiling as Owen brought out their meals.

"Welcome home, Sarah," David told her as he gently squeezed her hand before they all began to eat.

"Home," Sarah thought as she glanced around at the castle, Owen, her uncle, and Fox. "At least there's a castle," she thought before smiling at the others. It was going to take her a while to deal with and accept what had happened to her and her parents, but she would eventually be fine. At least she wasn't all alone and always having to watch her back for an attack. With her uncle and his wife, she would at least be protected better. "I just hope I don't bring them trouble," she thought as she focused on her food.