by: Spacebabie

Email: LadyAndromeda@smstars.zzn.com

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irresistible

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Nightstone’s laboratory was shrouded in darkness and silence. The only sounds that could be heard was the occasional gurgle of bubbles from one of the large glass chambers and the faint sobbing of a young female.

"Please Uncle," The voice was halfway muffled as the owner had her head buried in the lap of Anton Sevarius. The scientist patted the top of her head that was covered with long flowing orange hair in a comforting manner. "Please let me go out and play."

"Eleanor we have discussed this," Sevarius said. "It is too early to let you out into this city. There are dangerous things out there that you are not ready for."

"But uncle," She lifted her green face. A sweet round face with a button candy nose, almond shaped eyes and bee stung lips stared at him. "I need to be out there." Sevarius brushed some of her locks that were plastered to her cheeks by her tears. His hand came in contact with the small vestigial horns that were attached to her temples and her large pointed ears.

"I don’t feel that you are ready." His eyes held a look of concern.

"I need to find my place in this world."

"We all do, but you are not ready."

"I can’t stay here any more. I’m so lonely."

"Ah sweet child, you still have your sisters." At the mention of her sisters Eleanor lifted her self off from her knees and bared her fangs.

"They are just children."

"Perhaps now, but they will be the same age as you soon."

"But you know what I need."

"I’ll buy you a virbrator." He stood up to leave. "Do not leave this lab, and do not take any of the chemicles that we had just finished developing."

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"You can see her now," Dr Jones said to Elisa. Standing behind her were her parents. "And remember to keep an open mind."

"We will," Peter Maza said. The three of them walked quietly into the birthing room. Maggie was sitting up in bed. From the bleary look in her eyes they could tell she was drop dead tired In her arms was a small bundle.

"Elisa," Talon smiled. "Mom, Dad say hello to your first grandson" They cautiously approached Maggie and the new mother held out her son a little. He had a felinoid shaped head, nose, mouth and ears. He was covered with a thin layer of yellow fur.

"Does he have wings?" Peter asked.

"Peter!" Diane scolded. "First question is about the name."

"Theodore Andrew Maza," Maggie said weakly.

"We are calling him Teddy for short," Talon smiled."And he does have wings."

"How are you feeling sis?" Elisa asked."

"Tired," Maggie breathed. "Very Tired.

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Angela hovered in the sky as she waited for Lexington and Frank to catch up.

"What is wrong with you guys?" She asked. "Everytime we glide past a movie theater you both pause to glance at it."

"Well, we have been over worked for a while," Frank said. "I hadn’t had a night off since my last date with Jam. We never got a chance to see The Matrix." Angela just shook her head.

"Okay you two go see the movie. I’ll return home and explain to Father."

"You mean it?" Lexington asked.

"I mean it." The smaller gargoyle’s face broke out in a large grin.

"Thank you Angela."

"Greetings sister," Angela shouted to her. The female gargoyle ducked inside. "Wait!" She glided after her. The building appeared to be going through renovations from inside. The floors were lined with a white material that resembled garbage bags, parts of the ceiling were missing and there were a few cans of paint sitting in the corner. She remembered how her father, Lex and Broadway were once decieved by the Quarrymen with a man in a gargoyle costume and procceeded with caution "Hello?" Angela greeted. "Sister?" She stepped a few feet when the other gargoyle pounced on her. Hair the color of carrot juice flowed down past her shoulders to her waist. Her skin was the exact color of green beans and she had wings exactly like Angela. She was dressed in a hot pink tube top and a black leather skirt. A silver chain encircled her waist. A smaller silver chain wrapped around her left ankle. A silver cuff bracelet was on each wrist. She wore silver hoop earrings and had a silver ring where a naval would be if she were human.

The green gargoyle held onto Angela and sobbed.

"It’s okay," Angela consoled. "You are safe."

"Thank you." There was something about the other gargoyle’s voice that was unsettling. It reminded her of someone she knew, but she couldn’t quite put a talon on it.

"What is your name? If you have one. I’m Angela."

"Eleanor." She wiped a few tears from her eyes

"What clan are you from?"

"I have no clan." She lowered her head.

"Oh, Can you tell me where you are from?"

"I love you."

"What?" Angela jumped back.

"I love you." Eleanor pursed her lips and leaned forward to kiss Angela. The lavender female pushed her away. Eleanor’s eyes refilled with tears.

"I-I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have pushed you away. You just surprised me."

"Oh so you don’t hate me?"

"Hate you? I don’t even know you."

"But I know you Angela of Wyvern and I love you." Angela took in the gargoyles appearance again. She was so familiar it was eerie.

"That is where I got part of my looks from. You have a beautiful body." Eleanor approached her. Angela stepped back.

"Stay away from me."

"I can’t stay away from the woman I love." Angela turned around and got on all fours before racing towards the window. She nearly made it when the other gargoyle pounced on her. "Let me go!"

"No my love."

"I don’t love you."

"You will love me." Eleanor pinned the other female down before she kissed her on the lips. Tears tolled down Angela cheeks, but the kiss wasn’t harsh. It was a little bit nice. "That wasn’t so bad was it?"

"No it wasn’t." Eleanor kissed her again. The tears stopped flowing. Eleanor placed gentle pecks all over the lavender female’s face. Angela closed her eyes as she felt them. They were soft, almost like when she let a moth crawl on her hand and Eleanor’s fragrance...she smelled good. She pursed her own lips in hopes that Eleanor would kiss her again.

"You like my kisses?" She cocked her head to the side. Angela smiled.

"but I have a mate."

"Are you two married?"

"No."

"Then this is okay." She pressed her mouth against Angela’s lips again. The kiss lasted for a near minute.

"But I feel guilty, I swore that he’d be the only man for me."

"Only man?" Eleanor kissed her again. "Am I a man?"

"No you are too beautiful."

"Do I have beautiful body?"

"Yes." Angela pulled Eleanor closure to her before their lips locked. The green female allowed her tongue to invade the other female’s mouth. Angela’s tongue shot out and they tasted each other. While their mouths still attached. Eleanor slid her top down, causing her breasts to spill out. Angela’s talons rubbed against them causing the once soft nipples became hard and erect.

"That feels so good," Eleanor moaned.

"Make me feel good," Angela said and pulled out her breasts. Eleanor gently played with them, giving them light squeezes before she rubbed her palms on them. Angela closed her eyes and let out a little moan. Eleanor gave her breasts light kisses before latching on to a nipple and sucked. Angela spread her legs and felt her tail travel up and insert into Eleanor’s damp center.

"Oh," Eleanor gasped. "So that is what tails are for."

"That and a few other things." Angela felt her own love well being filled. Eleanor straddled her while they pulled their tails out a bit and pushed them in. Angela’s hips mimicked an ocean as they slowly bucked and rocked, while their tails kept on thrusting. Eleanor knew she was doing it right when Angela's eyes lit up with a firey light and roared. She wanted to roar too and the throbbing ache in between her legs was increasing. She kept rocking. The vibrating from with in echoed through out her body.

"Oh God," Angela panted. "I cheated on my mate."

"Shh it’s okay," Eleanor pulled out a syringe and stuck it into Angela before injected the chemical inside. "You won’t remember a thing."

"What?" Angela asked while her vision blurred.

"Good bye Angela. I’m going to find this mate of yours and see if he is better than you." She exited towards the window and crawled to the roof. "Uncle Anton is right. I am irresistible." She picked up her bag. Inside was a bottle of the same chemical she injected Angela with, syringes,a container of phereomone jelly and a perfume bottle filled with pheromones.

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The hybrid sat back and waited for a few minutes after they had left before she leaped over the edge and glided for Nightstone. She formed her pouty lips into a frown when she saw the butter yellow form glide towards her.

"Lucy," She shook her head and sighed before gliding towards her. The younger gargoyle appeared no older than a child of twelve. Her black hair sported multi-braids that came to rest just above her shoulders.

"Eleanor?" Lucy asked when she met up with the older female and hovered on her butterfly like wings. "What are you doing out here?" Eleanor stared into her younger sister’s eyes. While her own had white eyeballs Lucy’s was light purple in color.

"Finding my place in the world. What are you doing out here?" She placed her hands on her hips

"Looking for you. Can I find my place too?"

"Maybe tomorrow. Let’s go home."

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"Angela?" The voice that called her name belonged to Lexington. The lavender female sat up and rubbed her head.

"Jalapena," She groaned. "I feel like I have a hangover." She got a good view of where she was. "How did I get here?"

"Angela?" Frank called to her.

"I’m in here!" She shouted and ran to the window. "I’m coming!" She leaped out and spread her wings.

"Angela what happened?" Lexington asked when she caught up to them. "We were just at Wyvern and Owen said that you hadn’t showed up."

"We got worried," Frank added.

"I don’t know," Angela replied. "The last thing that I remember was gliding home and then I woke up in an office building that was being renovated."

"Did you get drugged?" Lex asked.

"I think I did."

"Oh man what if somebody raped you?" Frank asked.

"Frank!"

"Oh God," Angela began to tear up.

"What?" Frank cocked a brow ridge at Lex.

"Why did you say that?"

"It could have happened."

"I want to go home," Angela sobbed.

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He needed to increase security down here. That was the main thought that raced through Sevarius’s mind. Not only did Eleanor leave the lab, but so did Lucy.

"Sevarius?" Mrs. Bluestone-Destine addressed him.

"Yes ma’am?" The scientist spun around.

"My daughter was drugged last night. She didn’t remember what happened to her. That sounds like one of the anesthetics we have been testing."

"Yes it does." Anton began to sweat.

"You wouldn’t have known how it got out?" She narrowed her green eyes and crossed her arms.

"No ma’am."

"Good, because you know you are on thin ice already."

"Yes ma’am."

"Good day." The second she left Sevarius entered his private room.

"You silly stupid girl," He said to the sleeping stone form of Eleanor. "If you had to seduce a female it could have been one of the ones that helped create your sisters," He walked around her stone form. "but not the boss’s daughter. Angela is part of your own genetic makeup, that is borderline incest. Why am I wasting my time talking to a statue?"He raised his hands in defeat before he covered Eleanor with a tarp before checking one the glass chambers that held Lucy and Michelle.

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"Just two for this evening?" The smiling face of the Steakspeare hostess asked.

"Actually we are meeting with our brother and sister-in-law," Robyn Canmore said. "He would be expecting a Jason and a Robyn."

"Oh Mr. Cassidy has been expecting you." The hostess led them to the table where Jon and Lorrie were sitting at. "I’ll get you two some water and a waitress will be by for your drink orders."Jon met the eyes of his sibiling's first and gave a weak smile. Both of them looked the same but Jon's hair was longer. It had grown to a lenght slighthly longer than his Jon Carter days. The hostess removed one of the chairs to let Jason roll up to the table, and gave them each a menu. Robyn noticed Lorrie was already starting to show. Silence gripped them for a few minutes.

"What’s new with you guys?" Lorrie smiled.

"Robyn is singing at clubs and I’m rehearsing for a TV show," Jason replied. "and I’m scheduled for a procedure where I might be able to walk." Jon’s eyes widened.

"Congratulations!" Jon gave his brother’s hand a gentle pat.

"We should be offering you the congratulations," Robyn said. "You got married and you two are expecting."

"I’m going to be an uncle," Jason smiled at the thought.

"And I’m going to be an aunt, and I now have a sister." Both Canmore brothers rolled their eyes at her response.

"If you think having two brothers is a pain try four," Lorrie said. Robyn chuckled before asking to see the ring. Lorrie held out her hands. On her left was the small diamond that Reggie had bought for them and on her right was the ring Jon proposed with.

"Oh it’s beautiful and is this other ring a claddaugh?"

"Yeah."

"You sap," Jason teased. "The old Canmore charm, you have it in spades."

"knock it off," Jon chuckled.

"Now if only you would get a haircut."

"So it’s getting a little shaggy."

"How are you holding up?" Robyn asked Lorrie

"Well I stopped getting sick. I hope you don’t mind but we already ordered the appetizers."

"That’s all right." Jason picked up the menu and starred at the appetizers menu. He heard Robyn chuckle at the fact the starter area was titled "Much ado about nothing." They weren’t much to brag about since they were the typical appetizers for a steak place: fried cheese sticks, hot wings, stuffed potato skins and the large fried onion flower. Their unique one is called the broccoli puffs. Broccoli and cheese that were battered and fried.

"How did you learn about this place Jason?" Lorrie asked before taking a sip of her cola.

"Christine told me." Jason smiled

"Christine?" Jon asked and raised an eyebrow.

"One of my co actors."

"Here you go folks," A waitress walked up and placed a plate of chili stuffed potato skins and a plate of broccoli puffs. "What would you two like to drink?"

"Do you have any beer from the UK?" Jason asked. The waitress smiled.

"We have Bottington’s on tap."

"Thank you."

"Diet Coke," Robyn requested.

"OK are you ready to order?"

"I’m in the mood for the Romeo and Juliet," Jason said. "With fries, and no salad or soup please."

"Since I’m famished I’ll have the Pound of Flesh." Jon requested. "I’ll also have the fries and house soup."

"Are they all named after plays and quotes?" Robyn asked.

"And characters," Lorrie smiled. "I’ll have the Lady Titania with the vegetable medly and house soup." Robyn looked at the menu. She was in the mood for chicken.

"I’ll have the Hamlet." The grilled chicken breast topped with onions and mushrooms sounded good.

"Fries, Baked potato or vegetable medly?" The waitress asked.

"Baked potato with just butter."

"Soup or salad?"

"Salad with no dressing."

"I’ll be back with your drinks shortly." The waitress left.

"What kind of show is this?" Lorrie asked as she nibbled on a skin.

"The CIA has hired a group of people to take on the really tough cases," Jason explained as he selected a few of the appetizers for his mini plate. "The team consists of a rookie who was the top of his training class, an agent who does not get along with others, an ex cat burglar played by Chris, a hacker played by me and a team leader."

"Tell me about the other good news," Jon said. "The part about you walking again."

"A small piece of technology that will be grafted on to the severed parts of my spinal cord. The electronic impulses will relay messages from my brain to the lower part of my body."

"I didn’t know medical technology could get so far."

"Well," Robyn began and waited for the waitress to give them their drinks, soups and salads before leaving. "It’s an experimental technology supplied by Nightstone."

"Nightstone?" The color in Jon's face drained. "How can ye accept something from her?" His natraul accent oozed out.

"Demona is different now," Jason said. "She is not the same person from October of 96."

"She’s the demon." His eyes narrowed.

"The demon is dead," Robyn said. "She’s changed."

"She killed our father."

"We got our share of vengeance," Jason said. "Demona is immortal. We stabbed her, shot her, bashed her head in with a hammer. We got our vengeance out.".

"The demon can’t be killed?" Lorrie asked.

"It’s true," Robyn said. "She had set up a meeting for us at St. Damien’s. She sacrificed herself and let us kill her repeatedly." She nibbled on her salad. Jon and Lorrie finished their soup and Jason sighed. The silence contiuned when the waitress returned. Lorrie’s plated consisted of a New York Strip like steak and Jason’s was ribs and shrimp but Jon’s plate took the cake. A petite serving of steak, four chicken strips, six jumbo fried shrimp, ribs, and the sides of fries and cooked cinnamon apples.

"Why didn’t you decapitate her or bisect her or cut off her limbs and sent them to the four corners of the world?" Jon asked before biting into a rib.

"We are trying to eat," Robyn said.

"I don’t have any problem," Jon said.

"That is another thing. You have never eaten this much before."

"All I had to eat today was a hot-dog."

"Jon?" Jason asked. "Demona allowed us to kill her repeatedly, she is making it possible for me to walk again. We don’t need to hunt her."

"Yes we do. Her and the rest of her evil race."

"Are you going to have your child continue the hunt?" Lorrie stirred at the question.

"Of course I am. There will always be a hunter."

"Even though the child might not be human."

"What do you mean? Lorrie is human. I’m human."

"No you’re not," Robyn hung her head. "Not any more. You’re a weregoyle."Jon dropped the rib and opened his mouth widely. His face turned pink.

"I am-" Jason cut him off.

"Look at the time Jon. Your are making sure you have dinner before the sun sets. Look how much you are eating."

"My nightly transformations." Jon said through clenched teeth. "That is because of the demon."

"No," Robyn said. "It is because of a clone of Goliath."

"Thailog?" Lorrie scowled. "We met."

"He broke into Night stone and was the one who had that beaker out."

"They are both at fault," Jon said. "The demon pushed me down on it."

"It was part of self defense."

"She created the mutagen. She must know the cure." Both Jason and Robyn looked at each other. The Canmore sister sighed before answering.

"There is no cure."

"Not scientificaly," Lorrie agreed. "Some friends of ours took a blood sample from Jon. Whatever it is that is causing his changes had bonded permantly with his blood."

"You see?" Jason asked.

"Yes that leaves out science," Jon said, "but not magic."

"Try not to mix magic," Robyn said. "That can lead to disasters. We’ll talk with Demona and see if there is a possibility, but I doubt it."

"Ye actually trust her?"

"Well she did extend your lifespan, you now age at half the rate of humans."

"So thats what that green sparkly stuff," Lorrie gasped. "But it went around me too."

"No, just our future nephew or niece," Jason said. "The child will age normally until eighteen and then they will age like a normal gargoyle and weregoyle."

"Wich I’m not," Jon said. They continued their meals in silence. Neither Robyn nor Jason entioned anything when Jon cleaned his plate and the res of them requested take home boxes.

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Lexington glided a few feet in front of Jerry. Goliath decided to let both Angela and Broadway have a night off and paired everyone off in groups of two.

"Quiet night," Jerry said. The only action that happened that night involved a grocery store robbery.

"Your right," Lex nodded. "I guess we can go back and you can spend some time with your ma-wife. Sorry I forgot you two are just married."

"Just married?" Jerry gave him a look

"As in only married and not mated as well."

"I wonder if we should have a mating ceremony." He noticed Lexington’s downcast eyes. "What’s wrong?"

"Just that everyone seems to have found somebody."

"What about you and Rayne?"

"I like her and I think she likes me, but I haven’t asked her yet." Jerry nodded at the information when he noticed a movement. "What was that?" He asked.

"What?"

"I thought I saw another gargoyle."

"Where?"

"Over there" He pointed at the direction he saw the gargoyle in and shifted his wings. Lexington followed him.

Jerry landed on a fire escape and peered into the alley. He could have sworn he saw the female glide into there. He did not see or hear until she landed behind him.

"You scared-" He didn’t get to finish before the female decked the side of his head with a lead pipe.

"You’re the main course," She said. "First I have to have an appetizer."

"Jerry?" She leaped over the side when she heard the other gargoyle and glided to meet him.

"We have to get out of here," Eleanor greeted him. Lexington's jaw dropped and his browridges twisted up in confusion.

"Who are you and where’s Jerry?"

"The bad people got him. I tried to rescue him but there were too many of them."

"Okay, We’ll go get Goliath."

"Who is he?"

"The clan leader. The clan can work together to rescue him." His eyes grew even wider when She leaned in to kiss him during mid glide."

"You are so smart."

"Uh thanks." ‘She smells so good.’ He thought. "What is your name."

"Eleanor."

"Eleanor how many of them were there?"

"About ten."

"I think we can rescue Jerry ourselves." She kissed him again.

"Smart and brave."

"Where did they attack him?"

"Over here," She lead him to the top of a building. "They got him over here!" She pounced on the smaller gargoyle and pinned him down before kissing him.

"Hey!"

"Kiss me." She leaned for another kiss. Lex kept his mouth away but felt his lips touch hers. They kept kissing, barely stopping and only to breath.

"What about Jerry?" He breathed.

"Next."

"He’s married."

"Just you then."

"You’re beautiful." He gently mauled her breasts. Eleanor pushed them out of her top. The male gargoyle took them into his hands and squeezed before tracing her nipples with his talons.

"Oh God," Eleanor gasped when she felt her right nipple being sucked on. Lex’s kisses trailed down to her skirt. He lifted it up and placed his head between her legs. Eleanor moaned and felt her lids close. The feeling of his tongue against her soft folds was like heaven. "I never had this, oh my, oh wow, can we have sex, oh please, I need." Lexington removed his head from her cup and placed his male hardness where his mouth used to be.

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"Lexington?" The voice belonged to Frank. He opened his eyes and blinked until the focused.

"My head hurts," He said. He felt someone's hands steading his head and holding his upper back and realised it was Frank.

"She knocked you out too?" Jerry asked while rubbing his head.. There was a look of discomfort in his eyes.

"What?"

"The lad asked ye if somebody knocked ye out wi a metal instrument."

"I-I don’t know."

"You don’t know?" Frank asked.

"I remember looking for Jerry, and the rest is blank."

"Like Angela," Hudson gasped. Lexington closed his eyes.

"Can we go home?" Lexington asked.

"Aye, I think that would be best."

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That little one wasn’t so bad. He was smaller than Broadway but he did something that neither or Broadway has done before. The smooth and warm feeling of his tongue. She felt her heart beating so fast that she had to rest on a building. Next to her was her bag.

"Ah, the fancy stuff," She took notice of a few mansions. One caught her attention. She could see through the balcony’s sliding glass door. Inside the room was a light green gargoyle who seemed to be pacing. "Does he live there? Poor little rich gargoyle. I’ll cheer him up."

"Ye’ll be making a mistake," A female voice said from behind. Eleanor turned around to see a woman dressed in an indigo robe, with a cloak and a hood. Her bangs hung out from under the hood. They appeared to be pale wheat in color with darker roots.

"Who are you?"

"Somebody who knows what’s best fer ye. If I were ye I would be going back t’ where I came from."

"Well you are not me."

"Tis be true. I got common sense. If ye got some logic in ye would ferget about him."

"Forget him?" She turned to look at the mansion again. "He looks so yummy. I can’t forget him." She waited for the Irish woman to say something but heard nothing. Eleanor turned around and saw that the woman was gone. "Oh well." She opened her bag and brought out a jar of the pheromone jelly. She rubbed a little on her neck and breasts and sprayed the same kind of pheromones into her hair, wings, clothes, and tail.

"Lorrie?" Jon asked. "Can I finish yer meal? I’m feeling a we bit hungry." He was still thinking about dinner where his own brother and sister had betrayed him. They were almost as bad as those traitors. Except Jason and Robyn were not traitors, just misguided.

"Go ahead," He heard her voice from their bathroom.

"Thank ye m’love." He blew a kiss in her direction before turning towards their door. He heard something land outside and stopped in his tracks. Whatever that thing was it was too big to be a bird.

Eleanor hoped that he saw her. He had, but the glowing moonlight in his eyes was not caused by lust. She stepped back when he opened the glass door.

"Of all m’ years of hunting yer kind I had ne’er come across one that was as stupid as ye," Jon said while baring his fangs. His accent was similar to that woman’s but it was different. She gave him a good look over. Well toned green body in black shirt and pants. Large moss green wings that had a pale orange color with a single clawed digit. Long and thick tail wrapped around his middle. His forhead extended in a short dinosaur like frill that ended in sharp white spikes. Golden hair flowed from behind. He had a good strong jawline and nice cheekbones. He was the male gargoyle of her dreams.

"I like the way you talk," Eleanor said. "You have a sexy voice and body." She stepped closer to him. Jon’s eyes seemed to blaze brighter.

"Yer monstrous race disgusts me. If ye insist on staying then I insist on killing ye." He reached for her and wrapped his fingers around her throat.

"I love you," Eleanor squeaked while she grabbed onto his wrists.

"What did ye say?"

"I love you." Her tail brushed over the center of his pants causing his grip to loosen. Eleanor slipped from his talons and stepped closer to him. "Your monstrous race is the same as mine, but you are very handsome. Not a monster at all. She placed her head on his chest. I love you." The glow in Jon’s eyes had dimmed, replaced with bewilderment as he stared down at the creature that was cozying up to him.

"Ye are a fool." He grabbed her hands.

"A fool for love." She gave his hand a squeeze before placing a kiss on it.

"I’m na really a gargoyle. I just change at night." This female had an unusual fragrance.

"That’s okay," Her kisses traveled up his wrist to his arm. "I’m fifteen percent human myself." He placed his hand behind her head and brushed his talons against her locks.

"Really?" He kissed her forehead.

"Hmm-mm." She kissed his chest. She guided her pecks up towards his neck when her lips found something. A golden ring that hung from a chain. "What is this?" She held it in her claws.

"M’ ring. I cannae do this. I have a wife that I love." He pushed her away.

"You’re married?" Her eyes widened. "I’m so sorry. I didn’t know." She backed away and gasped. Jon turned around to see Lorrie with her hair wrapped in a towel step around him, aiming a gun at Eleanor.

"Get away from mah husband," Her voice was low.

"I’m sorry, sorry. I didn’t know." The female gargoyle climbed backwards on the railing and glided off.

"I don’t think I could have fired anyways," Lorrie said while lowering the gun.

"Aye, yer t’ sweet." He placed a hand on her shoulder

"No there were no bullets in this gun. Are you okay?"

"I do na know," He rubbed his forehead. "There was some chemical she had. It turned me on. I’m sorry."

"It was her fault."

"What is it with these female beasts and wanting me to breed with them?"

"They have good taste." He raised a browridge. "I know you still see yourself as a hideous creature, but you are good looking in this form. In fact you are hotter than most normal men."

"I’m na normal," Jon sighed.

"We have to accept that, but I love you. No matter what you look like I love you and I always will." He pulled her closer to him. She placed her head on his chest as she felt his wings wrap around her.

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The yellow form of Lucy tumbled as she landed on a building. She stood back up and looked back from where she glided. The glass windows of the Nightstone building reflected the image of the crescent moon. The corporation was the only home she knew, but she had to leave and find a new home. She glided for the direction of Wyvern.

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Marle sighed as she leaned against the brick red body of Brooklyn.

"That was great," She sighed again. She stroked his chest while waiting for an answer. She didn’t receive one. Her brow ridge furrowed as she sat back up. Brooklyn’s mouth was opened by a gap. A clear glaze had formed across his enlargend eyes. "Brooklyn?"

"Unbelievable," he breathed.

"What?"

"I finally did it?" His response caused Marle’s jaw to drop.

"You were a virgin? I was your first?"

"Yeah. You were worth the wait."

"Oh my love." She hugged him. He kept his eyes open during the hug and noticed something outside her window.

"What was that?"

"What?"

"That yellow gargoyle." He headed for the window while refastening his loin cloth. "We better check it out." He crawled outside. Marle quickly dressed before following him. She sank her talons into the stone tower and crawled to where Brooklyn was perched. "She landed at the battlements." He took wing.

Marle landed next to him. The yellow female had turned around. She appeared to be eighteen in human years. Her raven tresses had a few braids woven in them. Her clothing was simple, blue jeans with holes for her knees spurs and a buttoned up blouse. She had the exact same butterfly like wings as Marle and the same size and shape of nose and lips. What as really odd about her was her purple eyes.

"Who are you?" Marle asked.

"My name is Lucy," Her voice was low and she kept her eyes downcast. "Lucy Diamond."

"Gargoyles don’t have last names," Brooklyn said.

"My creator gave me and my sisters unique names and last names. I also have a middle one."

"A middle name?"

"Skye."

"Where are your sisters?" Marle asked.

"Michelle needs more time to grow and I don’t know where Eleanor is."

"You said you were created," Brooklyn said. "Are you a clone?" Lucy flinched at the title of clone.

"I am, but I’m not an exact copy." She reached into her pocket and pulled out a computer disk. "There is a file that explains us in here, but I know some extra about Eleanor."

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Both Brooklyn and Marle had brought Lucy before the clan. She seemed nervous around everyone especially Marle and Gloria. The only ones who got her to smile were Angela, Rayne, and surprisingly Kitty Masterson. Lexington, Jerry, Xanatos, and Owen uploaded the information onto Xanatos’s laptop.

"Why that clever bastard," Xanatos remarked.

"Gloria’s too?" Jerry gasped.

"I knew those mosquitoes from a few months ago were not insects," Lexington frowned. Owen was equally pissed.

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"Lucy is a clone," Xanatos nodded when he Jerry, Lex, and Owen exited the room.

"Of who?" Goliath asked and crossed his arms.

"Marle and Gloria."

"Us?" Marle asked and looked at Lucy again. The clone did have her wings , nose and mouth. She had Gloria’s tail that seemed to form a "V" at the end and her spiral horns.

"She doesn’t sound like either of us," Gloria said.

"I’m sorry," Lucy whispered.

"It is not your fault," Goliath said. "Like the other clones are not their fault. You didn’t ask to be created."

"What about the others?" Kitty Masterson asked.

"According to the file the one named Michelle Mabelle is an exact copy of Rayne," Lexington frowned.

"Of me?" The orange female squeaked.

"Yeah," The web winged male continued. "And Eleanor came from Angela and Kitty." Angela gasped and stared at her mother.

"I did not gather any of your DNA," Demona's eyes had a slight reddish glow. "I did not want a copy of you. I wanted my daughter."

"In Loch Ness," Angela said. "Sevarius got some of my blood back then."

"Is Eleanor part alien?" Broadway asked.

"No," Kitty sobbed. "He got it before I went to Nevada. He asked me to go to there because the government stole his gene splicing information." She cried into Owen’s chest.

"You knew Sevarius?" Goliath asked.

"Knew him? He’s my uncle. My own family."

"I never really knew much about Anton’s family," Xanatos said.

"It’s my fault," Kitty kept on weeping. "If I visited more often he wouldn’t have the need to created Eleanor, Lucy, and Michelle. He was lonely, no not in a sick matter. He just misses having female relatives. I was so busy and Seneca is in boarding school."

"Seneca?" Goliath asked.

"His daughter, my cousin."

"Like I said," Xanatos shrugged. "Never thought he was a Beatles fan either."

"Do not blame yourself," Owen held on to her. "I hate to say anything bad about anyone’s family, but your uncle is a sick man."

"I have some more information about Eleanor," Lucy spoke up."Eleanor was programmed to be addicted to sex. She was given a pheromones to make her irresistible to both genders and given a drug that when administered will cause a person to loose consciousness. Once they have reawaken the would have forgotten what had happened to them in the previous two hours."

"Oh no," Broadway groaned and covered his face with his hands. "I think I had sex with her."

"Me too," Lex frowned.

"Oh God," Angela gasped. Her eyes filled with tears. Goliath took her into his arms and let her cry.

"Sevarius," Demona growled.

"I believe we should find this Eleanor," Goliath said.

"That is why I left the lab," Lucy explained. "I learned about our programming. I was programmed to be quiet, shy, and good at learning. Michelle was to be adventurous and energetic. I want to find my sister and help her before she does something stupid."

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Sevarius could not believe what he saw. Not only had Eleanor left, but Lucy was gone as well.

"Lucy," He gasped. "Why did you leave? Eleanor! You put ideas in her head. Well when you get back we are going to have a serious talk." He walked over to the last chamber. hovering in the clear and thick fluid and hooked up to wires was a blue female gargoyle with dark honey colored hair and wings that appeared to resemble a dragonfly. Above her closed eyes were her long and very slender horns that ended in a ball like shape.

"I will never let you leave me," Anton placed his hand against the glass. "Not like the others." He thought about the women who left him. His own mother,His sister Gretchen, Kara his wife who died in an auto accident, Seneca who is in Germany, Maggie Reed, Eleanor, and now Lucy. He can not bare to loose Michelle.

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It was dark and smelly. Thank goodness for her advanced night vision, but the heightened sense of smell she wish she didn’t have. Eleanor held on to her nose and squeezed her nostrils shut while trying to figure out where she was. Still holding on to her nose the hybrid pulled out a small map that she had "borrowed" from Uncle Anton.

"Let’s see where I am?" She unrolled the map and held her breath while remembering how many turns she made on her way form the entrance. "So that means I’m here, and the old Cyberbiotics lab is over here. Uncle is going to be happy." Sevarius had told her about his old jobs and how he might have left some supplies. She had made the decision to get them for him since she had been a pain recently.

She held her nose again while she caught her breath before taking another deep one and holding it. She quickly rerolled the map and placed it in her supply box. Eleanor walked as fast as she could. The stench became weaker until it was near gone.

"About time," The green female grumbled before climbing up to the sub terrainian roof, let go, and glided towards the direction she was hoping was the right one. The only problem she was having ,was the fact that were no wind currents and she was having difficulty in gliding. Eleanor made a vain attempt to stay in flight by flapping her wings, but no such luck. After a few yards she came crashing down.

"Who is there?" A female voice asked. "It sounded like you fell. Are you hurt?" Eleanor smiled. She might not have found the old lab, but at least she can have some fun. She opened her supply bag and applied some pheromone jelly and spray to her self.

"I’m over here!" Eleanor shouted. The other female came into view. A honey colored gargoyle with snowy white hair, and white wings. She was dressed in a bluish purple leotard and a red jacket. "You’re beautiful."

"Thank you," Delilah said. "Are you hurt?"

"No, but I will be if you don’t tell me your name."

"Delilah."

"Delilah?" Eleanor stepped closer to her. "I have heard of you."

"You have?"

"Yes. You were created to be the perfect companion. In other words good at sex."

"I don’t want to talk about it." The golden hybrid turned around. She started to walk aback home when she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"We are going to talk about it slut."

"I’m not a slut." She pushed Eleanor’s hand off her shoulder.

"Yes you are," The green female embraced her. "I was made to enjoy sex as well." Delilah brushed her off before racing. Eleanor pounced on her the second the white haired clone got on all fours. "So as I see it we are soul mates."

"Let go off me. Samson! Claw! Malib-" She was cut off by Eleanor’s lips

"I love you."

"No you don’t." Tears were beginning to form.

"Yes I do." She kissed her again on the side of her temple, and again on her cheek. She kissed Delilah’s mouth again, but the kiss lasted a little longer. "Don’t I have nice kisses?"

"Yes but,"

"But what?"

"My mate has nicer kisses."

"Are you married?"

"No."

"See this is okay." She kissed her again, slowly sucked in her lips and held it before leaving. She could feel Delilah’s resistance fading. Eleanor closed her eyes before kissing the other hybrid again. She felt her tongue invade the other’s mouth.

"This is wrong!" A male voice shouted. Eleanor felt herself being pulled off Delilah. The green clone spun around to face a mustard yellow male with dark hair and a beard.

"What do you think you are doing?" Eleanor snarled.

"That is wrong. No means no."

"She didn’t say no. Of course," The red glow dimmed from her eyes. "If you want to take her place." She placed her hands on his shoulders and was met with a smack across her face. The glow returned as Eleanor growled. "Nobody hits me."

"I just did," Burbank said and grabbed her wrist. "You are a bad girl."

"I’m good in so many ways, if you gave me chance." She didn't another figure sneak up behind her until she was struck with a painful burning surge. Eleanor slowly turned around to see the scowling face of a winged tiger man. "Who...are...you?" She weakly asked before Claw gave her another charge that was enough to knock her out.

"What should we do with her?" Burbank asked Claw grabbed at the air and pulled back, then pushed forward. He followed with his hand making a small twisting motion.

"Lock her up?" Delilah asked. Claw nodded "Good idea. Maybe we should also call the castle."

"Talon will be home soon?" Burbank asked

"I think so. It is safe for the new baby to travel." Claw scooped up the green female and followed the two clones back into their home.

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"Really?" Talon nodded as he listen on the phone. "You three did the right thing."

"What happened?" Goliath asked.

"Eleanor tried to seduce Delilah. Burbank and Claw stopped her. They put her in one of the jails."

"Are you going to keep her?"

"It might cause discomfort for Kitty and Angela. I think it would best if she stayed with us. We’ll stage an intervention and try to keep her from any more seductions."

"Can I come too?" Lucy approached them. "I heard interventions are harsh, and she’s my sister."

"Yes you can come too," Talon smiled at her. "When Michelle is ready she can also join us."

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Sevarius did not know why he was being called to Dominique’s office in the middle of the day. He knew it was not good. He passed Mary Anne’s desk and heard her hum "Taps." It was defiantly not going to be good.

"Ms Bluestone~Destine will see you now," Mary Anne said. Anton nodded before entering his office.

A lump formed in his throat when he saw Dominique’s narrowed green eyes.

"Good mid day to you madam," Sevarius greeted. Dominique said nothing and threw and envelope down in front of him. "What is this?"

"Your last paycheck," Dominique answered.

"Last?"

"You’re fired."

"Fired?"

"You created those three she clones, you allowed that one slut to have access to the anesthesia and the pheromone mix. She seduced and had relations with both my daughter and son-in-law."

"You are not going to terminate Michelle."

"I’m not going to make her pay for your crimes. I’m going to guide her to the Labyrinth."

"You can’t take her away from me." Dominique pressed a button.

"Security!"

"Fine!" Anton picked up his check. "I’m going. There are many companies who are dying to employ the worlds best geneticist."