Hey Guys,

Corona virus, as awful and scary as it is, has blessedly given me the time to get back to writing again and, haha, I may have binge watched the entire series of Gargoyles cartoons in the past week. I have a couple more chapters already written for this story so I really hope you like it and want more after you read this first chapter. It's been a long time since I've written anything so constructive feed back is more than welcome. A few quick legal notes, I do not own Gargoyles, and I do not own the story tag photo, it was created by ZeroMayhem on deviantART.

Now, without further ado,

Enjoy!

Fae Meddling
Chapter I

Titania, reclining on her chaise, swirled her glass as she gazed into the viewing pool at her feet. In it, the image of her beloved daughter and sweet grandson rocked before a fire reading a story book. The queen of the fairies smiled softly, the corners of her mouth quickly turning into a frown however, as the father of her grandchild came into the picture. Towering over his wife and child in a black suit he scooped up the child and tossed him in the air. Beaming, the very picture of fatherhood, it was not what she wanted to see and Titania sighed, brushing away the image in the water, leaving only ripples.

Despite his change of heart and a significant upturn in moral behavior since her Lord Husband had tried to take the child and Xanatos's enemies had come to his aid in his time of need, David Xanatos was simply too ambitious. While his new projects didn't victimize others intentionally the way he had with the mutates or with stealing DNA from the gargoyles and cloning them, Xanatos was still dipping his toes, no, his whole foot, into the waters of international espionage and messiness and Titania couldn't see how he would keep his family safe in the long term. Her grandchild would grow up with enemies that his father created, and his greatest allies on the ground, or rather the air, the gargoyles, were small in number. Despite their great strength and battle experience they could still be defeated by a larger force.

Titania set down her glass and began to pace, her skirts swirling around her legs as they churned. There needed to be more gargoyles in her son in laws employ, but they needed to be loyal to her daughter and especially her grandson. The queen paused, collected herself and then flung out her arms and filled the air above her with shimmering gold ribbons of light. The threads of time sparkled in front of her as she carefully examined them for their secrets.

She focused her attention on Alex's thread and found it was as she feared, lost in a tangle of conflict about forty five years into the future, with the roots of the evil springing from threads connected to David Xanatos. It was here that she started to manipulate the threads, only theoretically of course, but enough to see where the weaknesses lay that caused the tangle and the end of so many threads including her grandson's. She found it was as she suspected, there were simply not enough gargoyles in whatever crisis would emerge to turn the tide, in fact all the gargoyles save one would be wiped out in this future skirmish if something was not done to turn the battle to come in their favor.

Titania fiddled delicate green hands within the time threads, musing. If she could increase the gargoyles numbers would it turn the tide? She added first one, then two, then three more gargoyle thread belonging to Goliath's clan to the time stream. The first one made no difference, the second made everything loosen and waver uncertainly, and the third cleared the tangle entirely so that there was still evidence of a conflict at that point in time, but Alexander and the gargoyles would all survive.

Titania heaved a sigh of relief and waved away the golden threads above her. There was hope for her grandchild to survive the follies of his father. However, she was going to have to meddle just a teensy bit.

"Handmaiden," she called, "I have need of your assistance."

A slender blue skinned young woman blinked into the garden outside her veranda, stopping in the archway to drop a curtsey. "My Queen what do you need of me?"

"I require all we have written in the library on gargoyle mating and breeding, bring them to my study. Quickly girl I have work to do."

The girl bobbed her silken head and blinked away. Titania turned and picked up her glass of summer wine once again and sipped, her thoughts turning to the gargoyles. While she had considered taking three of the gargoyles that lived on Avalon and depositing them in New York there were complications to this idea. For one, they were not loyal to Alexander the way that Goliath's New York clan was. For another there was no guarantee once she put them there that they would stay until the coming crisis, not to mention she and her Lord Husband had promised they could live undisturbed on Avalon. Though if there was some way she could lure a few of the females to New York willingly…. No. The best solution would be to bolster the ranks of Goliath's current clan with new children. By the time the crisis arose, if she acted swiftly, there would be new gargoyles to turn the tide of the battle.

Though she was not entirely ignorant to the development of gargoyles, she knew they aged at half the rate of humans and lived as eggs for a year, Titania had to admit that if she was to go through with her plan she would have to learn some of the finer details.

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Titania sat at her large oaken desk, her hands peaked together before her face, fingertips tapping in thought. Her reading had given her much to consider indeed. As well as her little peek into the clan's activities as she had studied.

It was apparent that there was only one female who was accepted in the clan. Demona in her foolishness had been given another opportunity to make amends, this time through her daughter, and had squandered it through hatred. Angela was the only breeding female available, and for this to even have a chance Titania needed one more. In her reading she had found that gargoyles usually lay only one egg after mating season came upon them, though sometimes a female may lay two. Even if the odds were against her, the sly queen thought, it would be better to see this through and find a spare gargoyle later.

Titania paused. A spare gargoyle…of course. For victory to be certain there must be at least three more gargoyles….two eggs and….one new female. Rather than encourage one or an unlikely two eggs, she could somehow, find a new female gargoyle partner and have a guaranteed two eggs and a new adult gargoyle. But, how would she know that the new female would be accepted? How could she know that the new female would find partnership with one of the unpaired males? Goliath as the leader would be the strongest parent….

A chuckle burst forth out of Titania's lips and she leaned back in her chair with a smile on her face. It had been right in front of her all along. Now she had a visit to make.

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Elisa jumped as she heard Cagney hiss at something over the sound of her electric toothbrush. "Wah ih ih Hagey?" The brown skinned woman asked through the toothpaste, turning around.

Cagney circled the small table by the window where the sun was only just getting ready to set, growling lowly. Elisa spit into the sink and rinsed before turning back and crouching down to pet the angry cat. "Okay tough guy what's the big deal? Did you find a spider or something?"

A glint of something on the table drew her dark eyes upwards. The edge of a piece of paper hung over the tabletop and a bit of silver chain snaked down in a loop.

"Curious…" Elisa said, straightening, she grabbed the piece of paper and the chain, and was overcome with a sudden pain. Gasping she fell down only to feel herself lift off the ground. Floating in the air she felt her feet bend and snap at the same time as her elbows exploded outwards. Behind her tightly squeezed eyes she saw a blaze of light. She screamed until her throat felt raw but no sound came out. Her hands bent and sharpened, agony exploded from her tail bone, pain burst through her skull in blinding points, but the worst was when her back ripped open. Everywhere was on fire and breaking and reforming all at once.

Suddenly the pain ended, and Elisa fell to the ground gasping, head spinning, only to feel a cold freezing sensation come over her and darkness swallow her sight as she froze into stone.

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Cagney mewed and rubbed against the stone statue that had been Elisa. The sun was setting, it was dinner time and there was no food in her bowl. There was a sudden abrupt cracking and Cagney jumped away with a snarl as Elisa burst out of her stone shell with a roar.

Panting she shook herself and looked around dazedly. Her floor looked like one of the guys had just woken up from a sleep over and she swung around to go look for them when she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror.

Shrieking, Elisa threw herself back against the wall and her pointed elbow went straight through the drywall.

"Oh crap oh crap oh crap oh crap" She mumbled to herself, staring at the tan gargoyle with black blue hair just like hers in the mirror. She grimaced, the gargoyle grimaced. She waved, the gargoyle waved.

"Okay, okay Elisa, you've been turned into a gargoyle, again. We can handle this right? Yep, yep, okay. First of all, come on cop brain, how did this happen. What was I doing when it happened? That piece of paper and the chain!" She stooped down to look for it and her wings knocked things off the counter.

"Crap, crap, crap, Jalapena." She tucked her wings in around herself and tried searching again, finding the letter under the table and the chain tucked under the bathmat. She gave the chain a tug and it came out, followed by a stone pendant wrapped in silver. She held it up in front of her face and examined it, a rough piece of blueish stone wrapped in intricate layers of silver wire. Elisa fisted the necklace in one hand and opened the folded piece of paper, reading it out loud she said, I regret that your sacrifice is a necessary component of my plan. As a protector I hope it will help you to know that your loss will save lives in the future. I also hope that this small token will help ease any troubles I may have caused you.

"What the hell does that mean?!" Elisa roared, eyes glowing. In her rage her wings fanned out and got caught in the shower curtain.

"URGH!" She wrenched her wing away and the shower rod came down on top of her.

Wrestling away from it all Elisa finally settled on the ground with her wings and tail tucked tightly aground her in frustration. She looked at the pendent in her hand and growled.

"Cagney what do I do? I have to go into work soon but I can't go in looking like this! And what about this junky piece of jewelry? Should I try putting it on? It seems connected to this…but it could be dangerous…think Elisa think. What else, who else could be connected to this…"

Elisa sat upright suddenly with growl, "Last time it was a fairy. So maybe I should just pay a visit to New York's resident fairy."

Elisa rushed out of the bathroom and out onto the patio. Swinging herself onto the ledge she prepared to take off, then looked down and gulped deeply. Easing herself back off the ledge she tried to remember the way Goliath had looked at her the last time she had turned into a gargoyle and had tried to glide for the first time. The thought of his steady face sent a warm glow into her belly and she shifted a little further into the memory, the memory of their first flight together…and how he called her beautiful for the first time….

The thought of Goliath seeing her like this suddenly filled Elisa with dread. The memory of the morning after, when she was human again and Goliath was a gargoyle, trying to express his feelings to her before the sunrise, haunted her. Sure, they were a couple now, but they could never really share a life together, never have children together, and she would die long before he reached old age. Elisa was unexpectedly filled with the pain of all these impossibilities, because surely, she would turn back into a human this time too, and she didn't want Goliath to also be reminded of all these feelings that she was having.

She sighed and fell back down on the ground, leaning against the patio wall. She didn't have a lot of options. She either called Xanatos and hoped he felt generous enough to lend her Owen without too many questions, or she tried the necklace on and hoped it 'helped ease her troubles' in an actually helpful way.

"What do you think Cagney? Try on the sketchy jewelry or try our sketchy friends?"

Cagney just whined plaintively and twined around her feet, she still wanted dinner.

Elisa cracked a smile and picked up the cat before standing up to go inside. "Alright little buddy let's get you fed."

Elisa went into the kitchen and filled Cagney's bowl before grabbing the necklace and the letter and sitting down at the kitchen table to call Zanatos. She would try a magical diagnosis from a trickster before she would put on the sketchy necklace, she had decided.

She lifted the phone up, about the dial, when there was a knock at the window. "Elisa?" She heard Goliath call out behind the glass as she dived to the ground so he couldn't see her. "Elisa, are you home?"

"Crap, crap crap, Jalapena what do I do?" Elisa whispered frantically to herself on the floor. She looked at the necklace in her hand and gulped. "Well, I guess I'm gonna take option two." She untangled the necklace in her hands just as she heard the glass door slide open and jammed it over her head. A green glow suffused her and suddenly she was staring down at her human hands again.

"What the hell is happening." Elisa breathed.

"Elisa what are you doing on the ground?"

Elisa looked up to see Goliath's massive figure looming above her, blocking out the kitchen lights.

"Oh, hi Goliath," She chuckled awkwardly. "I just, um, lost my necklace!" She pointed a finger to the jewelry tangled in her hair, "Ha ha yeah, I found it. Good as new." She looked at the clock and started. "Oh no! I'm sorry Goliath but I'm late for work. Can I visit you after my shift at the castle?"

Goliath peered down at her with a scowl that looked a bit like concern. He put his clawed hand gently on her shoulder, "Alright Elisa, but know that if anything is troubling you that you can talk to me about it. And uh, for that matter, there is…. something I must speak with you about."

Elisa relaxed and leaned into his broad chest. "Thanks Goliath, I know you've always got my back." She leaned up and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. "But I really gotta go now! We'll talk about it in the morning!"

Spinning around Elisa stuffed her feet into her shoes, grabbed her jacket and her pistol, and rushed out the door.

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