Greetings readers! I have just rediscovered one of the best cartoons of all time Gargoyles. I love Brooklyn and though I think he gets a girl in the later episodes I haven't gotten there yet. So this is me trying to make my favorite gargoyle's life a little less lonely. Enjoy and please review.

Permanent disclaimer: I do not nor ever will own Gargoyles. If I did it would still be on the air or at least made into a movie. This is purely for fun.

They say that New York is the place where dreams can come true, well for Clara Michaels it was a place where her worst nightmares had come to pass. Abandoned and alone since she was 14 she had grown up on the streets with no real family or friends to name. Now she wanders the mean streets looking for a place where she can be safe, at least for a little while. She had carved out a small existence in the big apple but six months ago everything changed and she found herself on the streets once again. The chilly wind blew her dark brown hair around her thin face and caused her to squeeze her emerald eyes closed. She pulled her thin jacket closer to her tiny frame in a failed attempt to keep herself warm. Fall was coming fast and winter would not be too far behind, Clara desperately needed to find a safe place to stay. She walked without really looking where she was going and soon found herself on the steps of a library that was next to a police station. Looking up she saw that at the top of the station was a clock tower. It looked like it wasn't working and with the way the city's finances were it probably wouldn't ever work again. Clara smiled softly to herself. What better place to stay than on top of a police station? No one would ever bother her and she would have access to the showers but how to get up there without anyone noticing? Her gaze shifted over to the library and figured that she could use the roof to get to the clock tower. At least these new abilities will come in for something useful she thought. Before six months ago Clara was your average girl. She worked, paid bills, and made a few friends but all that changed with the arrival of some strange powers. When she got upset people were accidentally hurt because she somehow managed to throw them without touching them. That wasn't the only thing she could do. She could also make herself invisible and teleport. She was able to hide these new abilities at first but when she got into a fight with one of her friends and sent him to the hospital she had to run. Now none of her friends would talk to her but at least they were too scared of her to tell the police; one less thing she had to worry about. She entered the library and carefully, so to not draw attention, made her way towards the roof access. The wind was even stronger at the top of the library but Clara paid it no mind. Her focus was on the clock tower and its ledge. As Clara focused she began to feel light and then suddenly she was standing on the balcony of the clock tower.

She waivered a little and trust her hand out to steady herself. Once she regained her strength she looked at what she was holding and gave a small gasp, it was a gargoyle. "Figures", she said. Right around the same time that her new abilities developed Clara stared to have dreams about gargoyles. Sometimes it took place during medieval times and others what looked to be the modern age but always featuring gargoyles. The one that her hand was currently on had long hair with horns that curled backwards and its mouth or beak really was open in a snarl. There were others too. One was rather chubby and another was small and its wings were connected to its arms and legs. There was also one that held a sword that looked real and next to that one was a dog looking one. And right in the middle of all of them was a huge gargoyle that looked thoughtfully out onto the city. The fact that there were gargoyles around the clock tower only made Clara shudder a little at the eeriness of the whole thing but her desire for somewhere to sleep over road it. Clara saw that there was a door that led to the inside of the clock tower so she turned away from the gargoyles to investigate the inside. Thankfully the door was unlocked because Clara didn't really want to teleport herself so soon. However there were some things on the inside that she hadn't expected and caused her to second guess her choice for a home. There was an old recliner as well as a TV and some sort of gaming system. There also looked to be some cooking appliances as well. She was afraid that someone was already living in the tower but she didn't notice any type of bedding. Clara walked down the stairs carefully keeping her ears and eyes open for any occupants but the tower was quiet. Maybe the stuff got left behind by those who used to work on the clock Clara thought as she walked up to the TV. She pushed the power button and she was happy to see that it worked. It wasn't that she cared for TV but that meant that there was power in the tower. The heating of the building didn't reach the actual tower but she could at least get a space heater. Off to her left Clara noticed that there were a couple of doors. The first one she tried didn't open but the second one did. It was nothing more than a storage closet but it had an outlet and as big enough for her to sleep in. But the fact that it looked like someone was living in the tower still made her reluctant to stay. Clara decided that she would hang out in the tower for the rest of the day just to be safe. If no one showed up then she would move in. Finally having a plan in place Clara settled herself on the recliner and decided she might as well watch some TV. Around noon she got a little hungry and was happy to find a bag of potato chips. She then settled herself into the chair to catch up on some sleep.

When Clara woke up the four o'clock news was just starting to air and no one had disturbed her. She took that as a good sign but decided to return to the shelter for the night if only to get her stuff. Stretching Clara walked up the stairs and out onto the balcony. She smiled when she saw that the library was still open because she could exit the way she entered. After recovering from the lightheadedness that comes with the jump Clara walked out of the library sparing only a small glance back up at the clock tower. Hunching her shoulders against the evening wind and headed towards the nearest subway. By the time she had reached her stop, Clara had managed to pick pocket about a hundred dollars. She really didn't like to steal from people but hey she needed the money. From the subway it was about another three blocks to the homeless shelter. The good thing about shelters was that as long as you didn't try and start anything everyone left you alone. Clara retrieved her duffle bag from an ac unit then entered the shelter just as they were closing their doors for the night. Clara found an empty cot near the back and settled herself down for the night with a small smile; she had found a place to live.

The sun had just set as the gargoyles woke from their days slumber. The twilight was filled the sounds of their roars and flakes of their stone skin as they stretched. Broadway was the first to enter the tower and headed straight towards the food. There wasn't much left but Elise promised to bring some groceries by and there was a bag of chips that had his name on it. "Hey", he said as he tore through where the chips were supposed to be, "who ate my chips?"

"You probably did yesterday", Brooklyn said rolling his eyes.

"No I didn't", Broadway said indignantly, "I remember that I wanted to but I left them so I could have something to eat today. Which one of you ate them?"

"I didn't", Brooklyn said.

"Me neither", said Lexington, "are you sure you didn't eat them last night?"

"It doesn't matter", Hudson said settling into his chair and switching on the TV. "Elise will be by soon enough with food."

"Hey what's up with Bronx", Lexington said. The four gargoyles looked at their friend to see him sniffing around the tower growling slightly.

"Do you think someone's been up here", asked Broadway.

"We shall ask Elise when she gets here", said Goliath watching Bronx closely.

A few minutes later Elise walked into the tower carrying several bags of groceries. "Evening guys."

"Elise", Broadway shouted and hurried over to her and to the food. "Did you get them", he asked giving her the pouty face.

"Yeah I got them Broadway", Elise said with a laugh. Broadway, Brooklyn and Lexington took the groceries from her and torn into them looking for something to eat. Elise shook her head at the young gargoyles and then walked up to Goliath. "So what's that plan for tonight?"

"Has someone been up here in the tower", Goliath asked. He hoped that the answer would be no because he did not want to lose another home.

"Not to my knowledge", Elise said looking at him. "I took the key to the closet that leads to the tower and it was still locked when I came in. Why do you ask?"

"Bronx seems to be picking up a strange scent", he said looking at Bronx who had now settled next to Hudson.

"He could just be picking up smells from the station", Elise said.

"Maybe", Goliath said unsure. "After you have eaten", Goliath said to the young gargoyles, "head out to your areas for patrol."

The sun wasn't due to rise for a few more hours but all the gargoyles were safely back at the clock tower. The night was mostly uneventful with only a couple of attempted muggings. Feeling proud of themselves the gargoyles were enjoying a few moments of relaxation before the sun rose.

"Although I like uneventful nights", Brooklyn said as he ate a cookie, "they sure do feel like they go on forever."

"There's nothing wrong with that", Hudson said. He had spent most of his life fighting and was glad for the slower pace.

"Yes it is better to not have to fight", Goliath said. "Come the sun is rising and it's time to rest." The gargoyles got up and followed their leader out to the balcony and jumped up onto their daytime perches. They struck their poses and turned to stone as the sun came onto the horizon.

"Good morning boys", Elise said. "Sleep well."

Clara walked up to the library in a very good mood. It seemed like her luck was finally changing. Her morning subway trip brought her up to two hundred dollars which made her happy but that quickly faded as a man called her out. "You know it's not nice to steal", he said coming up behind her. Clara had spun around startled but quickly shifted into her street persona. "You know I have a half a mind to take you to those cops over there and let them have you." Clara looked off to her left and sure enough there were a couple of cops. Her heart dropped but then the man said, "But I might be inclined to let it slide if you agree to work for me."

Clara had glared at him not sure what type of work he had in mind and there was no way in hell she was going to sell her body or do some seriously illegal stuff. "What type of work would I have to do", she had asked cautiously.

"I own a garage a few blocks from here. And it has recently come to my attention that I need some type of secretary. You know someone to make appointments and handle inventory."

Clara was still unsure about the man but she had agreed and it turned out that he was telling the truth. So not only did she have a place to stay until she could find something more concrete but she also had a legit job. The library was closed by the time she had gotten off work and walked over but it was only a quick leap and she was on the roof. She wasn't even lightheaded so she quickly teleported herself to the balcony of the clock tower. That jump had made her a little light headed so she took a moment to steady herself. When she looked at the gargoyles she was confused. They seemed to be in different positions than they were the last time she was there. Clara laughed to herself as she entered the tower. Gargoyles moving; yeah right she thought. Clara walked straight to the closet and set up her space. She only had a few belongings that she had quickly grabbed when she ran. She rolled out her sleeping bag and then set up her recently bought space heater. It wasn't cold yet so she didn't bother turning it on. Instead she took out her prized possession, a picture frame. The frame itself wasn't anything special but the picture it held was; it was a picture of her parents. Smiling sadly to herself she set the picture on one of the shelves then decided she wanted to see the sunset.

Clara was amazed at how beautiful the city looked from that high up. The setting sun had made all the buildings look like they were made of gold, it was almost magical. "Now I know why you guys are always on top of buildings", Clara said to the gargoyle that she had used to steady herself on the day before. She stayed there and watch as the last rays of the sun had begun to fade when something started to happen. The gargoyles started to crackle and crack began to form. Startled Clara backup up against the clock face to only be thoroughly startled when the gargoyle roared and came to life. She stood unmoving until the previously stone gargoyles turned around. They seemed just as surprised as Clara was and then without thinking she ran and flung herself off the balcony. Franticly she tried to reach for whatever allowed her to teleport to only feel strong arms wrap around her and take her back up. When she looked up she saw that it was the beaked gargoyle, which was now a reddish color with long white hair that had her. He dropped her back onto the balcony and she scooted back as far as she could get. "Stay away from me", she shouted not getting up.

"Who are you", one of them demanded. When Clara looked at the one that spoke her eyes got wide. It was the big gargoyle she had noticed the other day. Hunched over he was big but standing he was huge. He was lavender in color with long black hair and a very stern look. Unable to speak Clara looked at the now living gargoyles. The red one just looked at her confused as well as the fat blue one and the little green one. The one with the sword was clearly the oldest of all of them and he was now a brown color. The sound of growling brought her attention to the light blue four legged gargoyle that was slowly advancing towards her.

Completely scared Clara got to her feet which caused the four legged gargoyle to lunge at her. Instinctively Clara flung out her hand and without touching it threw it over the edge. The gargoyles all turned giving Clara the opportunity to hurl herself through the door. She thought she heard one of them call out "Bronx" but she couldn't be completely sure. She vaulted over the landing and when she risked a glance back ran smack dab into someone or something. Clara breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that it was a woman.

"Whoa there", the woman said grabbing Clara to keep both of them from falling over.

"The gargoyles are alive", Clara shouted pointing behind her.

"Calm down", the woman said reaching into her jacket to pull out a badge. "I'm Detective Elisa Maza. What's your name?"

"What are you doing here", the large gargoyle demanded again. Clara tried to hide behind the detective. Normally she didn't care for the police but right now she didn't care.

"Take it easy Goliath", Elisa said. "She's practically scared to death. Now what's your name?" Clara couldn't take her eyes off the gargoyles. "They won't hurt you."

"Yeah right", Clara snapped.

Elisa looked to Goliath and he sighed. "I am Goliath the leader of this clan. The other's are Hudson, Brooklyn, Broadway, Lexington and the one you threw off the balcony is Bronx." Hudson just stared at her but the other three tried to smile and wave. Bronx huffed and sat next to Hudson watching Clara closely.

"Clara. Clara Michaels", she said shakily.

"What are you doing here", Goliath asked again this time gently.

"I didn't know that anyone was living here", Clara said. "I needed a place to stay." The gargoyles and Elisa looked at each other.

"How did you get up here and how did you throw Bronx without touching him", Hudson asked.

"They're kinda the same thing", Clara said. "I can't explain it but I can do stuff that no normal person can."

"Did Xanatos send you", Goliath demanded.

"I don't know who that is", Clara said.

"You're the one who ate my chips", Broadway said pointing a claw in her direction.

"Um…sorry", Clara said. "Look I didn't know anyone was already living here so now that I see you do I'll just leave."

"Why were you trying to live on top of a police station", Lexington asked.

"Who'd bother me", Clara said. That gained a laugh from a few of them.

Elisa walked over to Goliath to talk to him so no one else would hear. "She's homeless", she whispered, "she's gotta be." Goliath only nodded he had seen many homeless people in the city since his awakening. "Look", Elisa said to Clara, "you don't have to spend the night on the streets. My apartment isn't too far from here you can stay there for a while."

"Thanks", Clara said looking uncomfortable, "But I can't. Sometimes I hurt people without meaning to." Elisa looked to Goliath confused and pleading causing him to sigh again.

"You can stay here for now", he said. When Clara looked unsure he added, "We are harder to hurt than humans."

"OK", Clara said.

"But first you need to tell us about yourself", Goliath said crossing his arms.

With a sigh, Clara crossed her arms and looked at the floor. She didn't want anyone to know that she was a freak but she figured that real life gargoyles wouldn't judge her too much. "Fine", she said and took a deep breath before she began her tale. "I had a pretty bad childhood and I won't go into that now. But I've been living on the streets since I was 14. It was tough but I learned how to survive. When I turned 18 was able to start to build a life for myself. I got my G.E.D., got a job and started to get some friends. Then about six months ago I started to develop these abilities. I was able to make myself invisible and teleport. That's how I got up here, I teleported from the roof of the library. And if I got too upset or scared I end up hurting people without even touching them. I accidentally sent one of my friends to the hospital. I don't even know if he's ok. I grabbed some stuff and ran." Everyone was silent as they thought about what Clara had told them. "Oh and I've been dreaming of gargoyles too."

"Dreaming", Goliath asked.

"Yeah the dreams started around the same time as my abilities. Sometimes there were like Vikings or something attacking a castle and other times they were some place like here." Goliath and Elisa shared a look that was not lost on Clara. "What?"

"We were placed under a spell that lasted for a thousand years. We have only been awake for six months", Goliath said. "It appears that your dreams not only started when we awoke but also show our previous life."

"So you're telling me that you guys coming back to life and everything that's happened to me are related". Clara asked.

"It would appear to be so", Goliath said. "You are welcome to stay here for as long as you like."

Clara nodded her head and then made her way to the closet/her bedroom. "Where are you going", Brooklyn asked.

"I set up someplace to sleep in there", she said. "I think I should just go to bed. Maybe when I wake up this will all be a dream." Clara tried to laugh but everything was just a little too much.

"Quick question", Elisa said causing Clara to turn around. "If you've been on your own since you were a kid why didn't you just go into foster care?"

"I didn't want to be found", Clara said sadly opening the door to her new room.

"By who", Goliath asked.

"My family", Clara said closing the door.

Thanks again for reading and please review. They make me write faster.