AN: Here goes part 2. I'm writing it before I even know if you people
like part 1. I hope you liked it though, because I absolutely love both
of these series, and am trying hard to preserve the integrity of both,
which can get complicated because Gargoyles is so serious and SM is so
happy usually. I think there was only one Gargoyles episode with overt
slapstick humor. And it wasn't exactly a great episode.

Disclaimer: Good lord, I seriously hope I don't have to do a fresh
one of these for each part. If I owned these wondrous creations, I
wouldn't be writing about them, I'd be orchestrating their comebacks.


Gargoyles/Moon Part 2: Scouts in Manhattan


	As Luna watched the five girls be carried away by three hideous
monsters, her eyes bugged out, and she slowly emerged from her place of
cover by the trashcans. The Sailor Scouts were just dots on the horizon
now, and it looked like a scene from the Wizard of Oz. She looked down
the alley and saw the last monster and his brainwashed human climbing
up the brick wall. She dashed towards them and with a mighty leap,
landed on the monster's arm and began to scratch away.
	"OUCH!" Goliath roared, and went to fling the cat away.
	"Don't hurt it Goliath," Elisa scolded, and pried the enraged
feline from his shoulder. "Easy kitty kitty," she soothed, then noticed
the cresent moon on Luna's forehead. "Uh, Goliath, I think this cat
belongs to those uh, Moon people. Don't worry kitty cat, we'll take you
to your owners."
	Thank God, thought Luna, I thought I had lost them for sure. And
then she dug her claws into Elisa's coat as Goliath climbed higher and
swooped off the wall and into the air. Cats aren't meant to fly, she
thought desperately, and squeezed her cinnamon eyes shut tightly.
	When they finally arrived at the castle in the sky, Luna was ready
to hack a furball. Upon landing she immediately squirmed from Elisa's
arms and ran towards the shaken Sailors.
	"I guess that cat does belong to you," Elisa smiled as Luna jumped
onto Sailor Moon's shoulder. Sailor Moon herself was shaking from head
to toe, quickly backing into a wall with her Sailor Scouts beside her.
	"What are you going to do with us?" Sailor Jupiter demanded, fists
ready for combat.
	"With YOU?!" Brooklyn's eyes widened incredulously. "You're the one
who almost knocked me out of the sky, throwing right hooks all the way
here!"
	"You're the lucky one," Lexington said to him," I think I'm deaf
from that one's wailing." He pointed to Sailor Moon. "Do you think she's
a banshee?"
	"Enough," Goliath declared. "We're not going to do anything to you.
Now tell us, why did you attack? Who are you working for?"
	"We're not working for anyone," Sailor Moon spoke up."We're just
here to find our friend, and then we'll leave." She stuck her chin out
indignantly.
	"Sailor Moon," Mars scolded, "We fight against evil where ever it
is. We're not leaving until you guys are Negadust!" She tried to point
to the Gargoyles, but her injured arm throbbed in protest.
	"You don't have to fight us. We're both on the same side." Goliath
held up his palms. "We protect this city from those who wish it harm, and
if you mean what you say, then we have no quarrel with you."
	All the commotion had attracted the attention of Bronx, the clan's
blue Gargoyle dog, and Hudson, the oldest soldier. Bronx approached the
Scouts curiously.
	"Uh, nice doggie," Sailor Venus said, sweatdropping and moving
closer to Mars.
	"What's all this?" Hudson asked in a thick Scottish brogue. "I was
watching the television and then I heard this awful wailing. Is it a
banshee?"
	Lexington smirked. "No, it was her," he said, pointing to Sailor
Moon.
	Hudson looked at the five, puzzled. "Hello Lasses,maybe we should
get you inside to have that arm tended to. I think there's a first aid
kit in the kitchen."
	"She should really go to the hospital," Elisa interjected.
	Sailor Mars shook her head, and exchanged glances with her friends.
It was understood that they would play along until they knew more about
their adversaries. "I heal fast. I'm a Sailor Scout."
	Everyone filed into the kitchen, and Hudson began to search the
cupboards for the kit. Sailor Jupiter gasped at the sight. The kitchen
was quite impressive. There was even a walk in freezer.
	"Wow," she breathed. "Just imagine what I could cook in this place."
Behind her, Broadway smiled. He was imagining it too. As Mars got her
arm bandaged, Lexington noticed Amy's palm computer.
	"Hey, that's cool," he said, jumping up on the countertop to look
over her shoulder.
	"Er, yeah," she said sheepishly, uncomfortable at having him so close.
"But what I want to know is, who are you? What are you? My computer can't
get any data readings from you, and it has no information regarding you."
	"That's not surprising, since hardly anyone knows we exist," Brooklyn
quipped. Sailors Jupiter and Venus had taken seats on the massive chopping
block and crossed their arms over their chests, waiting to hear the 
Gargoyles
story. Brooklyn looked at Goliath questioningly.
	"Short version," Goliath said simply.
	Brooklyn took a deep breath. "We're Gargoyles. A thousand years ago,
the humans we trusted froze us in stone. Then, a year ago, Xanatos heard
of the legend, and broke the spell by raising our castle above the clouds.
Since we awakened, we've been protecting this island. My name is Brooklyn."
At his instigation, everyone introduced themselves. "Now what's your story?"
he asked, looking straight at Jupiter.
	After getting nods from the others, Jupiter said,"A long time ago, we
were princesses on the moon in a time called the Silver Millenium. Our world
was destroyed by the Negaverse and now we protect the present and the future
as the Sailor Scouts. Who's Xanatos?"
	"I'M Xanatos," said a voice from behind them, and everyone turned. A
man in a dark suit stood in the doorway. "Goliath, what's going on here?
Why are there five young women in my kitchen?"
	"Xanatos, these are the Sailor Scouts. Some kind of sorceresses from
Japan."
	"Oh, this all sounds fascinating. I wish I could stay and hash it out
with you, but Fox and I have dinner plans. Owen is babysitting Alex." He
turned to go. "And if the young ladies stay the night, remember I renovated
the east wing of the castle into guest space. They're welcome to it. And
Goliath?"
	"Yes?"
	"Keep that dog away from the priceless tapestries?" Then he ducked out
the doorway.
	Goliath turned his attention back to the Scouts. "If you are who you
say, then you are welcome here."
	"EEEW! I don't want to stay in some creepy castle!" Sailor Moon wailed.
	"Sailor Moon, we don't exactly have anywhere else to go," Mercury sighed.
"And besides, I believe what they're saying. They haven't done anything to 
hurt
us, and I think meeting up with them was pure coincidence. Maybe a good 
one,"
she added, half smiling at Lexington. "They might be able to help with our
problem."
	Jupiter hopped down from the cutting board. "I agree with Mercury. I
say we stay. But there's one more thing you should know," she looked at the
Gargoyles. "We don't always run around like this." And she powered down into
her dark green turtleneck and khakis. "My real name is Lita Kino."
	Mars, who had finished having her arm bandaged, ran over to her, shocked.
But when she looked into Lita's eyes, then back at the Gargoyles, she too
powered down into jeans and a red blouse. "I'm Raye Hino," she said. "And if
we're going to work with you, we have to trust you." The other girls' brows
were knit with worry, but one by one they powered down. Amy smoothed her
powder blue dress and extended a hand to Lexington. "I'm Amy Mizuno." Venus
tugged on her orange cardigan nervously. "I'm Mina Aino."
	"You guys, do you really think we should tell them who we really are?"
Sailor Moon asked, knees still shaking.
	"JUST DO IT SAILOR MOON!" They all shouted at her, and she powered down
into a blue skirt and pink sweater. "I-I'm Serena Tsukino."
	Goliath smiled gently. The girls were definitely starting to charm him.
He wondered when his daughter Angela would get back from patrolling. She 
would
welcome a little bit of feminine company. "Let's show you to the east wing."
	"NO!" Serena shrieked. "Guys, we have to find Darien!"
	"She's right Sailor Scouts, that is why you came," Luna said from
Serena's shoulder.
	"Oh my God, that cat can talk!" Elisa jumped back.
	Luna cocked her head. "You accepted the fact that these girls can
transform into superheroines and throw fire from their hands with not a 
peep,
but you're surprised that I can talk." Luna sweatdropped.
	"Hey, take it easy Luna, I'm sure they don't get that many talking
cats around here." Mina smiled at Elisa. "Don't mind her, she hates to 
travel."
	"So, ah, what's the problem you guys are trying to solve?" Broadway asked
between bites from a large submarine sandwich.
	Raye placed a hand on her hip. "Its our friend Darien. He came to Manhattan
to study abroad and now we think something's happened to him."
	"That could very well be," Elisa stated. "People get mugged and murdered
in this city every day." At this, Serena's eyes started to dribble over.
	Raye was hasty to comfort her. "Er, uh no, we're sure he's not dead.
Serena's his soul mate, if he were gone, she'd know probably. And besides,
he wouldn't be taken easily, he's also a warrior, like us. So, have you guys
noticed anything unusual lately?"
	"Not exactly, but we get our fair share of unusual around here. If
something's going on, we usually hear about it," Goliath said, rubbing
his chin. "Broadway, Brooklyn, why don't you take two of the girls out
patrolling with you? Maybe you'll come up with something. And while you're
out, you can find Angela and fill her in. Lexington, maybe you could hack
into something."
	Amy perked up. "Oh that would be great, I would love to see the
technology in this place. We could access the university files and see
if Darien's disappeared or if any strange behavior was reported."
	"Great," Lexington smiled. "The control room is in the main part
of the skyscraper." And with that, the two left the kitchen to research.
The others headed back out onto the rooftop.
	"Uh, how do you guys patrol?" Serena asked slowly.
	"We fly over the city," Brooklyn answered.
	"I think I'll stay here with Raye, get settled in," she stammered.
	"That leaves you and me Mina," Lita said, walking towards Brooklyn.
	"Guess so," Mina sweatdropped and allowed Broadway to lift her in his
arms. Brooklyn scooped up Lita and the four dove off the castle. Behind 
them,
they heard Luna meowing to be careful.
	Goliath was preparing to patrol as well. He knew that the girl's friend
might already be dead, and he couldn't let the city go unprotected while 
they
all went on a wild goose chase. As far as he knew, it was just a lover's
quarrel. He looked back at Elisa, and she winked. He could trust her to keep
an eye on the other girls while he was away, so he glided off.
	Once in the east wing, Raye and Serena stood gaping. It was beautiful,
like something out of a Disney fairytale. Four guestrooms, each with four-
poster beds, velvet drapery, and intricately woven rugs.
	"Wow, this is lovely," Raye said, tracing her finger along the
woodwork of an oak dresser.
	"Yeah," Elisa agreed. "Xanatos and Fox sure know how to live in style.
Sorry there are only four rooms, guess two of you will have to be 
bunkmates."
	"Hey, got anything to eat around here?" Serena wondered, bouncing on
the bed.
	"Sure Lass," Hudson said from the doorway. "I'll be happy to bring
you something from the kitchen."
	"Better bring the WHOLE kitchen," Raye muttered, making Elisa smile.
	"You guys better fill me in on your problem," Elisa said, taking a
seat at the writing desk.
	"Well," Serena began," It all started when I got this letter from
Darien. He said he's fallen in love with someone else and isn't coming
home, which we all know can't be true because he and I were *meant* to be
together, I mean, we already have a daughter in the future-"
	Elisa started to tone her out, thinking it was just a lover's spat
and they were wasting their time.
	"-and I mean, the letter totally didn't sound like him, and it said
the woman's name was Dominique! Yeah, like I'm supposed to buy that! Who
has a name like Dominique?! Something has obviously happ-"
	"Whoa whoa, hold on," Elisa said, rising. "Did you say Dominique?"
	"Uh huh."
	"Was there a last name? Any description?"
	"No. Why?"
	Elisa groaned. "Because Hunnie, I think your friend Darien may be in
more trouble than any of us realized."
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	Mina, Lita, Brooklyn, and Broadway soared over the city. The wind
whipped Lita's ponytail back, and she smiled. It was totally invigorating.
	"Hey Lita," Mina called. "This is actually wicked cool!"
	"I know! Serena and Raye are missing out!" She wrapped her arms
tighter around Brooklyn's neck. "Can you go any faster?"
	"Sure," Brooklyn laughed, and prepared to tuck his wings in for a dive.
	"Hey hold on," Broadway growled, his eyes starting to glow bright white.
"Isn't that a gang of Tony Dracon's men?" Broadway didn't wait for an 
answer,
just swooped down on to a nearby rooftop to survey the scene.
	"Who's Tony Dracon?" Lita asked.
	"Local Mob boss. Broadway has kind of a thing for him." As Brooklyn and
Lita joined them on the roof, Broadway was ready to make a move.
	There were six men around a loading dock, and an unmarked gray van. They
were conversing intensely. "They'd better not be trafficking guns. I hate 
guns!"
Broadway snarled.
	Behind them, Mina and Lita took out their transformation sticks. Better
safe than sorry, they thought, and whispered their transformation calls.
Brooklyn and Broadway turned just in time to see electric flashes and golden
hearts reveal Sailors Jupiter and Venus. The girls hurried to the edge of
the roof to look down on the action.
	"Wow, that was amazing," Brooklyn said to Jupiter quietly. She winked
at him, then looked below. Two of the men were preparing to open to back of
the van.
	"There better not be guns in there," Broadway warned. "I hate guns!"
The men revealed massive bags of white powder, to the approval of their
customer.
	"Nope," Brooklyn said. "Looks like drugs."
	"Drugs! I hate drugs!" Broadway cried, swooping from the rooftop.
	"As much as you hate guns?" Brooklyn quipped, preparing to follow him.
	"Hey wait! Take us with you!" Jupiter insisted.
	"I think it's too dangerous down there," Brooklyn said sheepishly, and
dove off the edge.
	"We'll show them what dangerous is," Jupiter said, rising to her feet.
"We've jumped off higher rooftops than this in Scout form, eh Venus?" Venus
nodded, and the girls jumped, landing on the sidelines of the fight.
Broadway was roaring and crushing the van while Brooklyn dodged bullets and
sent an attacker flying with a punch to the face, at the same time felling
another with a tail whip. Jupiter was awed, but when she saw one of the men
taking careful aim at Brooklyn, she took action.
	"Jupiter Thunderclap Zap!" she yelled, and slammed her fingers into
the ground. The electricity split the pavement under the man's feet and
sent him sprawling onto the ground, twitching from the voltage. Venus
added her "Love Chain Encircle," and he was down for the count. Just then,
one of the thugs grabbed Jupiter from behind, but with a deft movement,
she swung him over her shoulder and planted a foot on his neck. The scum
that were still conscious were running away down the street. Jupiter let
the man up. "Get outta here!" she called. "And don't do drugs!"
	Brooklyn was tossing the unconscious ones into the back of the van,
and Broadway slammed the dented door shut. The police would find a nicely
wrapped package. The Gargoyles walked over to the Scouts, and Brooklyn
knelt to examine the torn pavement. "That's the last time I leave you
behind," he said to Jupiter. "You're incredible." She just smiled and
shrugged. Beside her, Venus's eyes moved from Jupiter to Brooklyn, and
back again. Hmm, she thought.
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	A cold cloth to the forehead brought Darien back to the world of
the living. He opened his eyes a crack and was affronted by blurry
swimming vision. It felt like years since he had been awake, and as he
twisted his neck to survey his surroundings, bright spikes of pain lit
up in his temples. He forced himself to ignore it and propped himself up
on the plain gray couch.
	"Don't strain yourself," said a deep but feminine voice from
behind him.
	Darien swung his gaze left and saw a beautiful woman sitting beside
him. A woman with emerald green eyes and wild red hair. She rolled up the
sleeves on her simple white blouse as she submerged the cloth into cold
water and wrung it out.
	"Dominique," Darien muttered. "Where am I?" He looked around at
the sterile surroundings, the decor was modern and metallic, and he
recognized it immediately.
	"Yes Darien, you're at Nightstone Incorporated. In one of the
hidden rooms. Don't you remember anything?" Dominique's brow was knit
with concern, and she dabbed the cloth over Darien's bruises.
	Darien touched his fingertips gingerly to his broken lips, but
everything in his mind was fuzzy. "I remember...being attacked, by
something. Something hideous, a blue monster with wings. It jumped me
as I was leaving Nightstone." He paused, and didn't notice the shadow
that passed over Dominique's eyes. "Last night? Or two? Dominique, how
long was I out for?"
	"You've been unconscious for four days and nights."
	"Oh God," Darien moaned, and heaved himself up off of the couch,
wincing at the pain of bruised and possibly broken ribs. "I'm supposed
to catch my plane home to Serena tomorrow." He started towards the door,
but Dominique called out.
	"Darien! She won't let you leave. She- the thing that attacked you,
has taken over Nightstone. She's holding us both captive!" Her eyes were
desperate. "She says if you try to escape, she'll kill me."
	Darien walked back to the sofa. "Don't worry. I promise I won't let
her hurt you. But we have to find a way out of here." He took her hands in
his.
	Dominique smiled. "I'll figure something out. But I have to go now.
She told me as soon as you woken up to get you some food. You need it even 
if
you're not hungry."
	"Be careful Dominique. Don't antagonize her. We'll get out of this,
I swear it."
	She caressed his cheek gently, and her next words seemed to choke her.
"I- I trust you Darien." As the door zipped shut, Darien started to pace,
despite the pain. One side of the room consisted of one way windows, and
he went to them, pressing on them tentatively, without much hope. He knew
that Dominique built her company like a fortress. Everything unbreakable.
Every aspect must have strength, she had told him in one of their meetings,
if you are to overcome your enemy. Darien bowed his head. Dominique. She
had wowed him. Such an able businesswoman, beautiful, yet not forced to
trade on her looks. Ambitious, driven and intelligent didn't begin to
describe her. He sighed. He would get them both out of this safely, he
vowed. He closed his eyes, and let his heart scream. SERENA! I'm sorry my
love, but I need your help! Please Serena, find me! I can't escape on my
own!
	In another room, a set of clever eyes followed his movements on a
security monitor. Those eyes studied his every step, watching his pacing,
and smiling as he gingerly tried the windows. Lips curled in a smile.
"You wondrous man. I have such plans for you."
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Halfway across the city, Serena's heart jumped and her eyes popped open
from a dead sleep. "DARIEN!"

TO BE CONTINUED...


Well, here I go, into the thick of it. Wish me luck, because from here
on in it may get a little sticky. Email me at ahnnablue@hotmail.com,
creative flames only, and I will take suggestions on how you readers
would like to see this story continue. Dominique or Serena? A
reconciliation between Goliath and Demona? New Sailor Romances in the
city? I want to hear from you. Its all up for grabs, cuz I have only
a rough idea of where this is going. And I enjoy, and always reply,
to email. Thanks for reading. I'll try to keep the other parts a bit
shorter. -Ahn Na Blue