Creatures Of The Night:Please
                                      by Dracona Dragillin
                                                             (part 1)


 

TITLE:Creatures of the Night: Please
AUTHOR:Dracona Dragillin
SUMMARY:(Gargoyles/Buffy the Vampire Slayer) When Brooklyn and Willow meet in real life, they're both going to get a big surprise.
DISCLAIMER:Gargoyles belongs to Disney and Buffy the Vampire Slayer belongs to Joss Whedon. OH! From now on, I'm stealing story titles from some of song titles. "Please" is from Elton John's song called "Please".

 


The black book bag soared with a perfect arch. When it hit the floor it glided across the carpeting,
spewing out books and papers at odd intervals, until it hit the wall. My mother would wig out if she
ever saw my room. My habits had changed drastically when I entered college. I plopped down on
right in front of the computer. With a few clicks of the mouse, I found myself in my usual chat room.
Unfortunately Brooklyn wasn't there. Then so I multitasked and did some Net surfing. I found a few
interesting pieces of fan fiction, one of them really made me laugh. Of course, my first thought was to
send it to Brooklyn.

 

My computer started to beep. I checked back at the chat room and saw that Brooklyn was there
and trying to wake me. We had kept the same names as we had when we first met in the "Lonely
Hearts" chat room. Brooklyn had helped me when I was being harassed. Eventually we moved onto
another chat room with a friendlier atmosphere. We left the main room of the chat room and went
into our private room.

 

Raptor: Hey Will, I missed ya. :)

 

Minerva: You'd better. :) I found an interesting story on the Internet. I'll mail it to you.

 

Raptor: What's the story about?

Minerva: It's a Star Trek parody where Barney gets assimilated by the Borg and they all become as
obnoxious as he is.

 

Raptor: Sounds funny! :) I'll read it later.

 

Minerva: Read it when you're alone. I read it when I was in the computer lab. I started laughing so
hard that I scared off the people around me.

 

Raptor: I wouldn't doubt it! :)

 

Minerva: *lol*

 

(I switched screens and sent it to him over e-mail.)

 

Raptor: Got it! Thanks!

 

Minerva: Guess what? :)

 

Raptor: What?

 

Minerva: Guess!

 

Raptor: *j/k* You've discovered that you're a man living in a woman's body. ;)

 

Minerva: No! *lol*

 

Raptor: Then you're a woman stuck in the body of a man?!? ;P

 

Minerva: Better than that! This weekend I'm going to New York City.

 

Raptor: Sounds good. What are you planning to do in New York?

 

Minerva: Well, I'm hoping to see the Broadway musical, Titanic, go out to dinner, and maybe see
you. :)

 

Raptor: Oh. I don't think we should meet.

 

Minerva: Why not? :(

 

Raptor: Because you don't know me well enough.

 

Minerva: We've been talking to each other every night for 3 months now. And if you really wanted to
hurt me, you'd be urging me on to meet with you. Is there something wrong?

 

Raptor: Yes.

 

Minerva: What is it?

 

Raptor: I can't meet you. I don't want to hurt you.

 

Minerva: I don't understand. Is it me? You don't want to meet me because you don't like me?

 

Raptor: It's not that.

 

Minerva: Then what is it!?! :(

 

(By now I was freaking out. I thought that he didn't want to be with me. And he didn't want to hurt
me by meeting with me and showing me that he didn't like me. I wasn't thinking logically at the time.
All I knew is that he didn't want to have anything to do with me.)

 

Raptor: I can't explain.

 

Minerva: Why?

 

Raptor: I...Damn, all right let's meet.

 

Minerva: How about Saturday night at 8?

 

Raptor: OK, I'm sorry.

 

(I assumed that he was apologizing for worrying me. I found out later that I was wrong.)

 

We kept talking for a few more hours. For some reason, his apology kept ringing through my head.
For the entire week, I waited for the weekend. I was so scared that he wouldn't be there or that he
wouldn't like me. But the week did pass. I got up the courage and went to the spot where Brooklyn
and I agreed to meet. I stood under a streetlight waiting for Brooklyn to show up. The night was cold
and dark. People bustled past me, none of them looked friendly. I was starting to get scared. He was
already ten minutes late and I was starting to worry. What if he didn't want to meet me? What if he
didn't like me?

 

"Willow," I heard a voice behind me, the voice was familiar and caused chills down my spine.
Someone grabbed me and yanked me back into an alleyway. "Don't you miss me, Willow?"

 

I push myself away and looked into a face that I was aquatinted with. "What are you doing here,
Spike?" My voice trembled. I was really surprised to see him. I thought that he'd stay in California.
His hair was blond and spiky. His twisted vampire face was a mockery of humanity.

 

With a surprising burst of strength, I jabbed him in the stomach with my elbow. "Get away from me!"
I hissed at him. Of course I wasn't carrying a wooden stake, crucifix, holy water, or anything. In
desperation I looked around the alley for anything that could help. Then I saw a broken kitchen chair
in a dumpster. If I could get to the chair and brake a leg off...but between the chair and me was
Spike.

 

So I did the stupidest thing possible, I lunged toward the chair. Spike grabbed me, slammed me into
the brick wall, and held me there by my neck. His grip tightened around my neck and I felt so dizzy
when no air could get down my throat. Black spots began to dance in front of my eyes.

 

"Let her go," I heard a strange voice demand. Spike dropped me. Gratefully, I started to suck in air
with huge gulps. I looked up, the only thing I could see where two bright white lights shining from the
back of the of the alley. That's when the creature sprang out of the darkness. He was basically human
shaped but was even further away from being human than Spike was. His skin was copper-red. The
features that drew my attention were a pair black bat-like wings, a large beak that looked like
something off a vulture, the three claw-shaped toes, hands with four fingers that ended in razor-sharp
talons, two horns that grew from right above his eyes, and underneath the horns was long white wild
hair. The creature was practically naked except for a simple loincloth.

 

He (I was assuming that the creature was male) jumped on Spike, tackling him to the ground. Spike
struggled for a few seconds and threw the creature off of him. I jumped up and dove for the kitchen
chair. With one fluid motion, Spike grabbed me and threw me into the wall. I heard a sickening thud
and then there was a sharp pain. That was when everything went black.



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