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by: Spacebabie

Email: LadyAndromeda@smstars.zzn.com

"Don’t worry Matt I’ll get you there before the sun sets," She said to her sweating partner.

"I trust you," He said. "but this isn’t my bladder. That is something I can control." They

quickly drove to the Aeyrie parking lot. Matt leaped out of the seat and raced towards the

building. Elisa ran after him. He pressed the elevator button repeatedly waiting for the elevator

to touch down. He checked his watch. Only a few minutes to go. The elevator opened. He and

Elisa stepped inside. He leaned against the wall.

"Come on come on come on," He kept chanting.

"This is an elevator, not a Disney ride." Elisa said.

"I know," He said. "It’s just that there is only about a minute to go before sunset." The

doors finally opened. He ran out and started to kick off his shoes and remove his clothes.

Underneath his regular outfit was his night cloths. An old ripped shirt and a loin cloth. The

second he finished changing cloths he started changing physically. The pain gripped through

his whole body. His normal flesh color changed golden as horns sprouted from his head. His

hands and feet twisted and changed shape, wings grew out of his back and his tailbone

lengthened, he felt a his internal organs shifting slightly. The transformation has ended as

his eyes glowed bright white.

He hated to admit it, but when the transformation had ended he felt a small surge of power

course through him. He liked it. He also felt an increase in his appetite. He headed for the

dining room where the other weregoyles were.

"Cutting it close?" Marle asked.

"There was traffic," He said as he sat down. Owen dished out the spread a few seconds

before the rest of the clan entered.

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He was paired off with Angela for that night patrol.

"Stepfather?" She asked as they were gliding. Recently she has been calling that.

"Please still call me Matt," He said again. "Is something wrong?"

"I’ve been visiting my mother," She said. He frowned. "She misses you."

"Yeah right."

"It’s true, she appreciates the gifts but she still wants to see you."

"She used me to get to your father, and it worked. I’m not going to be

duped again."

"She never used the spell to trigger the gas on you."

"She told you that?"

"Mother would never lie to me."

"She still used me."

"No she didn’t, She said she had the robots in random locations, the fact that you were

chosen is because of chance."

"I was a random victim?" Angela nodded solemnly. "Once she knew she had me she

wanted to use me."

"No, you actually aroused her. Once you started to adjust to your new form you sparked

her."

"She was actually turned on by me?" The younger gargoyle nodded again. "I should

apologize. Oh man she is further along now. I’ve been an ass. I need to talk to her. I ne-"

"Shh," Angela interrupted. "You can make things right, I’m going to invite her to the

solstice." He smiled at her. She was very pretty. He could see her mother in her. Demona’s

beauty was written though out the girl. He found himself looking down her cleavage wondering

what she would look like naked. Soft lavender flesh, her elegant ankles that connected to long

legs, muscular thighs that ended in a nice curved ass.

‘Stop thinking about that,’ He thought. ‘She is the daughter of the mother of your child. He

remembered gliding with Demona. Her beautiful eyes peeking under that tiara. Her graceful

jaw and the neck that he liked to stroke with his finger.

‘Don’t think about that either!’

‘I can’t, It’s been a while since we had a go at it.’

‘She is using you.’

‘No Angela said that didn’t happen.’

‘She changed you.’

‘change is good.’

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Patrol had come to an end for Jerry and Gloria. They sat together on the edge of a building

overlooking Rockafeller center. Snow started to fall.

"It’s a beautiful night," Gloria said. She leaned against Jerry.

"It sure is," Jerry agreed. "What do you think about this Solstice?"

"At first I thought they were pagans but now I realize it’s special to them. The longest time

they are awake."

"The longest time were like this." Jerry said. "They are celebrating Christmas."

"Xanatos did buy you that expensive Menorah. I just love watching the ice skaters from up

here." She leaned against him. He rested his head on top of hers.

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Marle rested her head between her hands. She was staring at the candles displayed on the

table.

"Do you think we have it right?" She asked. Fox rested her hand on her shoulder.

"It looks fine," The woman of the castle said. "Don’t over stress yourself your not Martha

Stuart."

"This is my first Solstice I want it to be perfect."

"They will love it, now get ready for sunset."

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Elisa waited for the clan to wake up. She watched as each gargoyle stretched and shed their

stone skin. Her heart beat picked up as she watched the form of Goliath stretched. His muscles

rippled under his lavender flesh.

"Hey big guy," She greeted her love. "Happy Solstice."

"Happy Solstice," He pulled her in for a kiss. Angela turned around and glided off.

"Where is she going?" Broadway asked.

"Let her take care of it," Lexington said. They all started to go in.

"Wait," Elisa shouted. "Before you go in I have to tell you Marle worked hard on the

flowers and candles. This is her first Solstice."

They all gasped and clapped at the sight of the table. The flowers were woven in a lattice

pattern, the candles were placed in a way that held perfect symmetry.

"It’s beautiful," Brooklyn complimented.

"Ye did a fine job lass," Hudson added. Marle breathed a sigh of relief.

"Now we can start when Angela returns," Goliath said. Frank turned to

Brooklyn.

"What do we do?" He asked.

"Well we enjoy a feast, give a large speech, and spend time together as a clan." Brooklyn

answered.

"So it’s a rehash of Thanksgiving?"

"Sort of, except no parade or football."

The feast was completely prepared a few minutes later. Fox brought out a fine kind of wine.

"We don’t drink," Goliath said.

"Speak for yourself,’ Frank said. "Uh boss sir."

"Leave it." The clan leader said. Fox rested the bottle on the table and brought out a few

glasses. The second she finished they heard Angela.

"I’m back," She announced. "I brought a guest." She entered the dining area followed by

Demona. She was still as lovely as Matt remembered but now her abdomen had started to

swell. He approached her.

"Oh god, I’m sorry," He grabbed her hands.

"He’s sorry?" Elisa asked. Angela’s eyes glowed for a second.

"Your wrong," The young gargoyle said. "She didn’t spell him or use him." She told

them about their conversation.

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The feast went on smoothly. The food was delicious and everyone had a good time. At the

end of the meal Goliath began making a speech.

"My clan when we first entered this city we were just six, now there are more of us. Friends

family members have joined us. This is our longest night, the longest time we can be together.

As we go into a new year we must reflect on what we are feeling at this present and what we

hope for in the future. Now my old teacher shall take over."

"I am glad we have grown, and will continue to grow," Hudson said. The speech went down

line from sentimental, such as Broadway’s love for Angela, too dumb, like Frank hoping the

Giants win the superbowl. Finally it made it’s way to Matt.

"I’m looking foreword to my child making an entrance into the world," He said. "I can’t wait to

feel the same amount of pride that Mr. X and Goliath feels." He sat back down as everyone

clapped. Demona smiled warmly at him.

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"What an evening," Elisa said as she and Goliath were soon alone. "I never thought she was

capable of, of , of-"

"Falling in love?" Goliath finished for her. "She was different once, a pure an innocent being

who had so much love to offer."

"But with a human? Not just any human, but my partner?"

"She doesn’t see him as a human, and were not too sure if it is love."

"He has love for their child."

"And so does she."

"I thought that since she couldn’t have you she just wanted to screw the first male that she

could get her hands on and since it was Matt she did it to upset us."

"But she didn’t, her thirst for revenge was against the Quarrymen. The fact that Matt

became one of her victims and later the one she had sex with was by chance."

"You mean fate?"

"I don’t really think they were exactly fated to be together."

"What about us? When we met?"

"That was meant to be." He brushed the side of her face. She stared longingly into his face.

"The way we were meant to be together," She said as she leaned in for a kiss. He felt his

jutting sex starting to rise.

"Forever," His hands rose up under her shirt and started to undo her bra. she lifted her

shirt. The rest of her clothes soon followed.

"Are you sure you want to continue?" He asked.

"Yes, take me all the way." Her nether region started to dampen as her legs started to spread.

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Demona was resting on Matt’s bed.

"I don’t know how to make things better," He said. "I’ll encourage them to let you stay here

until after you lay our egg."

"Then what?" She asked. "I still want to raise our child with you. I can’t stay where I’m not

welcome. Move in with me."

"Our hatchling should be raised by the clan," He paused. "Now I’m talking like a gargoyle."

"That’s because you are one. That is why we mated in the first place." She looked at him. He

rubbed her hand. "Oh Matthew you should have hatched as a gargoyle instead of being born a

human."

"Coming from you that’s a compliment." He said. She smiled again as she lifted her loin

cloth and spread her legs. She slowly sucked on her index finger before placing it inside her

love hole

"Come on my darling, your invited." He slowly sank to the bed and stared at her damp

pussy. He licked his lips as he bent forward. Her breathing deepened as she removed her finger.

His gaze was fixed on her soft flesh. His tongue ran across his mouth once again feeling his

fangs. She rested her head back and closed her eyes.

He closed his eyes as well. Right before he grasped each ankle and closed her legs together.

He sat at the edge of the bed.

"Why?" She asked. "I thought you wanted too."

"Believe me I did." He said. She stared at his groin. His golden erection was calling to her.

"Then let me," She reached for it. He jumped back.

"No we can’t continue this."

"Why not? I want it. Fuck me, fuck me like you did before."

"It just can’t be about the sex. We should talk."

"About what?"

"What are your interests?"

"My interest right now is for you to give it to me, long and hard."

"For fun I like to go to movies. I mean we can’t go during the night but in the

afternoon?"

"Your asking me out on a date?"

"Well sort of."

"Then come to my office Christmas party tomorrow."

"Good then on New Years Eve we go see the ball drop."

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The two of them glided together to Time’s square. It was only minutes before the

countdown. They found the perfect spot to watch the event.

"So how many centuries have you known Dick Clark?" He asked. She just chuckled.

"That may be the only human older than I," She leaned against him. He put his arm around

her. "This was a good idea."

"I’m glad you liked it." When it was time for the countdown they stood back up. The two

of them counted down the final seconds until the new year was finally announced.

"Happy New Year mama," He said and leaned in. They kissed gently.

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Time passed and she swelled up like a balloon. Fox gave her an old nightgown with a large

hole in the back for her to use as a maternity gown. One night while the others were on patrol

she felt contractions. It was time. She found a place on the floor and squatted. The

pain of passing the egg caused her to cry out. She gripped the ground as she continued to push.

"Breath," Fox had entered the room and was holding her body.

"Leave, me alone human," Demona said before grunts.

"I know what this is like."

"Know you don’t I have done this before." She continued to push. She didn’t want to admit

it but she was glad Fox was there. The last time she laid an egg she was in the accompany of

sisters also laying their eggs.

"Were almost there," Fox said. "Keep on pushing." Demona’s eyes were lit up as she

roared. One push, two push, three and it was out. The blue gargoyle collapsed on her side with

exhaustion. Fox picked up the egg and carried it too the nursery.

"Hey Alex," She greeted her sleeping son. "Your going to have a room mate." The tattooed

woman carefully cleaned the egg before placing it in a bassinet.

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"She delivered the egg," Was the first things out of Fox’s mouth when Matt returned.

"Where are they?" He asked. He was lead to Demona who was still on the ground. He

picked her up and placed her in her bed before being lead to the nursery. He has never seen a

gargoyle egg before. It was the size of a watermelon and pale green with darker green spots. He

placed his cheek against it.

"Hey kid," He said. "This is your dad. Sleep tight."

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He didn’t see Demona again till the next evening.

"That’s our child Matthew," She said. "Don’t know how long till it hatches, the gestation

time is different."

"Come on let’s get ready for the change." They entered Matt’s room and started to change

their clothes.

"We shouldn’t be changing our clothes in front of each other," He said.

"Why not?" She asked "We are having a child."

"We are not a couple."

"We are drawn to each other. We are meant for each other." She walked towards him. He

shook his head.

"We are different."

"We are the same type of creature." The sun started to set.

"No we are not," He felt the first shootings of pain. "I am a human who changes into a

a gargoyle. You are a gargoyle who turns into a human."

"You are wrong. We are both gargoyles." She jumped onto him. Their hands held on to

each other as the change completed.

The End.