Gabriel Hunter Meets Saber: Super Gargoyle X RCWF by StatenTheGargoyle, literature
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Gabriel Hunter Meets Saber: Super Gargoyle X RCWF
It was a warm Saturday morning, The five year old Gargoyle, Gabriel Hunter woke up, brushed his teeth, combed his hair and hurried to the living room TV. He turned on the DVR set and witnessed with his big red eyes the most ultra violent Professional Wrestling show, Ring Cats Wrestling Federation. Gabriel was bursting at the seams as he saw his all time favorite wrestler, the towering Sabertooth Tiger, Saber. She walked to the ring with malice and walked over the top rope to get in the ring. Her opponent, a 5’11 calico cat. Her legs trembled at the sheer size of Saber. “You look scared, love. Shake that fear off and come at me! FULL POWER!” Saber shouted. The calico hissed and ran at her with all her might. The saber tooth tiger just smirked and landed a sick lariat. Saber then put her in a powerbomb position, and made a throat slash motion before slamming the poor cat on her neck. She pinned her and the referee counted to three. Saber held her title high, and roared. The sheer
Welcome To The Family: Ch. 31 by StatenTheGargoyle, literature
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Welcome To The Family: Ch. 31
Chapter 31: New Beginnins Several Years had passed.The sun rose above the French skies. The aging raccoon got off the bed and headed straight to the bathroom. After 2 minutes, he was freshened up. The smell of bacon, egg and cheese filled the air. He walked down the stairs to see his wife, Vivian along with his two children, Michelle, the oldest and Joseph, the youngest. “Good morning, mes chéris.” Rocky said. “Good morning, Père.” The two children said almost in sync. “It smells really good in here, what’s cookin’, good lookin’.” Rocky said as he grabbed Vivian’s waist and placed his head on her shoulder. “The American dish, called Bacon, egg and cheese.” Vivian said. “Yummy.” Rocky said before planting a kiss on his wife’s cheek. “Are you going to eat?” Vivian asked the racoon. “Maybe just one slice of bacon, s'il te plaît.” Rocky said. Vivian took a plate and placed a slice of bacon on the plate and gave it to her husband. Rocky slid the bacon in his mouth. “Damn, that’s good
AWE MILLION DOLLAR MAYHEM! by StatenTheGargoyle, literature
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AWE MILLION DOLLAR MAYHEM!
AWE: Million Dollar Mayhem! The FOLLOWING PROGRAM CONTAINS EXTREME VIOLENCE AND GORE, STRONG LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL THEMES UNSUITABLE FOR YOUNG AUDIENCES. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED… The AWE Asylum. A battlefield for the most bloodthirsty warriors across the planet. Tonight, those warriors will not only fight for glory, but to face the winner of our main event three way dance between Terry Thunder, Staten Stonehart and AWE World Heavyweight Champion, The Rebel Angel, Michael Luckfoot. Outside the Asylum, the camera panned to the Etherian Bruiser, Adora from the bottom up. taking every inch of the 6’3 challenger for the Women’s title. She walked to the entrance to the building only to be stopped by Ann Gora. “I hope I’m not interrupting anything, Adora, but how are you going to go about dethroning Martha Greene tonight?” The She-Kat asled. “...I’m just going to kill her. plain and simple.” Adora answered coldly before she entered the building. The female shark walked with her fiance in her arm, holding little Jake’s hand in the other. The Stonehart brothers, Farengar and Skyscraper both walked behind them. Ann Gora made her way to Martha. “Martha-” Ann was cut off. “If you ask me about neanderthal knuckle dragging “Etherian Bruiser”, I swear to Christ, I’ll take that microphone, rip that tacky little skirt of yours, and shove it up your ass. Now, move…” Martha spat the worst type of venom. Leaving Ann Gora shell shocked Martha Greene’s music hit, and it sent the already volatile crowd into a frenzy! They shook the barricade harder, the security that was in charge of crowd control struggled to contain them. With her son holding her hand, Martha Greene held her title in the air once she got in the ring. A look of confidence etched on her face. She motioned for Jake to step off the apron. Her emerald eyes locked on the stage waiting for her challenger. The Asylum fell deathly silent. Adora’s music hit and out came the Etherian Bruiser, Adora. She stared a hole through the shark. She closed her eyes, taking every moment in. The roar of the crowd, the lights. that beautiful black steel championship around Martha’s waist. Her oceanic blue eyes flashed an eerie red. She walked focused on her target. Adora stepped through the ropes and stared down Martha, who held her title high. a smirk was the only response from the Etherian Bruiser. The referee had to physically back Martha into a neutral corner. The rowdy crowd chanted, “ADORA’S GONNA KILL YOU! ADORA’S GONNA KILL YOU!” Over and over. The ring announcer introduced the crowd to the champion and her challenger. Adora’s gaze never left Martha’s. The crowd’s thirst for blood was unquenchable. They hurled insults at Martha. And they cheered for Adora like she was their Goddess Of War. The bell rang and the two stood eye to eye with one another. “This is MY show, You’re not gonna take it from me. I’d rather DIE than give my championship up to a bottom feeding rookie like you!” Martha shouted. “Good luck with that, sweetheart…” Adora said. The two locked horns Martha got the upper hand pushed Adora into the corner. With a count of four, she broke the hold clean….With a slap to the mouth that sent Adora on her butt. Martha backed up and fed the crowd with her arrogance, riling up the crowd. At one point, a fan was going to jump the barricade, a security guard sat him down with a swat to the face. Adora got to her feet. Her eyes flashed red in anger. She locked up with Martha again. This time backing her up in the corner. Adora landed a sick chop to the chest. The crowd winced at the sickening thud it landed. Adora grabbed Marth’s arm and landed a short armed clothesline. Adora went for a pin. The referee was in position and counted only for Martha to kick out at two. “Dammit!” Adora mouthed as she got up. She then picked Martha to her feet and sent her to the corner. She then landed another sick knife-edge chop. Adora lifted her up and again landed a chop and another. Soon, this angered Martha to the point where she had to grab a fist full of Adora’s hair and turn her into the corner and punch her in the eye. Adora fell to the bottom buckle. Her eye bled and watered and began to swell up. “Aww, what’s the matter, Princess, can’t see out of that left eye?” Martha mocked the Etherian by covering her own left eye and laughing in her face. Swollen shut, and bleeding, Adora got to her feet. Now, she was VERY VERY mad. She closed her good eye and held out her hand, trying to manifest her sword. Martha took this advantage and grabbed Adora’s fingers and…’SNAP!’ The excruciating pain sent Adora to the floor, holding her fingers. “FIGHT BACK, BITCH! SHOW ME YOU WANT THIS!” Martha roared. Adora looked up at her abuser and got to her feet, she shook the pain off her fingers and planted her feet. With a defiant glare. Her fiery glare sent the crowd to stomp on the ground, rattling the very foundation of The Asylum. Adora’s adrenaline was in her soul, she let out a scream that the mic’s feed glitched out. “FINALLY! SHOW ME WHAT YOU’RE REALLY MADE OF!” Martha shouted. Adora tackled Martha to the ground and mounted her. Adora, with one good eye, piss and vinegar in her veins, landed heavy lefts and rights to the face, this continued until she felt blood on her fists. She got up and lifted Martha to her feet. “I FUCKING HATE YOU!” Adora screamed before lifting Martha on her shoulders, and landing a DEATH VALLEY DRIVER that compressed the vertebrae of the Shark Queen. “IT’S NOT OVER YET!” Adora yelled. She then lifted the dazed shark and threw her to the ropes and delivered a Feeding Frenzy Pop-Up Powerbomb. “I’M STILL NOT FINISHED WITH YOU!” Adora shouted as she picked up the lifeless Martha and landed a sick ‘Freak Accident’. Adora fell into the cover and the referee counted to three! Adora got to her feet with her arm raised. She was given the title she fought valiantly for and raised it high to the chorus of ear deafening cheers. Beaten and bruised, Adora celebrated her win by going on the second rope and raising her title in the air before exiting the ring and walking to the back. Martha started to stir. She saw her son was trying to wake her up. “...Did I win…?” Martha asked Jake. “No, Mama. She beat you.” Jake said. Martha got to her feet, exited the ring and walked to the back, holding her sore neck. “That match was one of the most damndest things we’ve ever called here in AWE.” Modo said. “I’m still shaken from the DVD Martha took. Yikes.” Lucky responded Backstage, a beaten up Adora walked the corridor with her newly won championship. Ann Gora caught up with the Champion. “Adora, you silenced all of the doubters and beat Martha Greene for the Women’s Championship. How are you feeling?” Ann asked. “I’m sore, my fingers hurt, my fucking eye is killing me, but you what? I’m feeling like I can go again…So Sarah Buckley…Anytime, anywhere, you pick the place, and I’ll bury you in it.” Adora challenged. As if on cue, the 6’3 Pokemon, Sarah Buckley stood eye to eye with Adora. “Anytime, huh? …I’ll wait until you’re at least 100%. Don’t want any excuses when I pin your shoulders to the mat, Princess…” Sarah said. “It doesn’t matter if I’m 20%, I’ll still leave you like I left that Shark cunt, looking up at the lights with a stiff neck…” Adora sneered. “By all means, let’s go right now, I’m not booked. Let’s fight now.” Sarah growled. Adora was going to oblige the opportunity to wipe the floor with the 6 foot Pokemon but the sound of clicking heels stopped her. The sounds of boots and heels approached the two bickering parties. “That’s enough out of both you!” The sharp authoritative voice came from the General Manager to Anthropomorphic Wrestling Entertainment, Wolfgang Wilcox. He was flanked by his assistant, and his girlfriend, Lunar Wolfe. “Sarah, you can’t fight Adora tonight or any other night until she is 100 percent. However, if you really want to fight, I’d suppose you and Ember Mclain would work together just fine. Until the Main events of course. Sounds fair?” Wolfgang asked. Sarah huffed. “Fine, she’s easy target practice anyway.” Sarah said as she left. “Get yourself patched up, Champ and rest. You’ve earned it.” Wolfgang said. “Thank you, sir.” Adora said as she left for medical treatment. Martha was in the Gargoyles’ locker room. She had an ice pack on her neck while Staten Stonehart, her fiance, was getting into “The Zone”. He had his Oni mask on his face and his hood around his head. His red eyes glowed as he mentally prepared himself for the main event. He felt Martha’s arms wrap around her shoulders. He took his mask off. “You okay?” He asked. “Neck’s sore, but I’ll live.” Martha said before kissing her lover’s shoulder. “You’ll get it back. Don’t worry.” Staten said. “Ah, I don’t want it back, I’ve held this division down since 2015. I’m done babysitting those assholes.” Martha said. “So, what now? What’s next?” Staten asked. “Being your wife and manager.” Martha said with a passionate kiss on Staten’s lips. “I love you…” Staten said. “I know. Now, go win me a title.” Martha said before she left the Gargoyle to himself. Staten’s older brothers, Farengar and Skyscraper came into the locker room. With Farengar being the loudest. “OHH YEAH PPV NIGHT! CAN’T WAIT TO MAKE BANK AND GET THE FUCK OUT OF THIS SHIT SHACK!” Farenger roared in excitement. “Will you keep it fucking down!?” Staten roared. “Aww, look bro, baby brother’s cranky.” Farengar said to Skyscraper, who tugged his collar. “Don’t patronize me. you should be more focused on retaining those Tag Titles instead of belittling someone who can kill you from a meditative state!” Staten shouted. “You know what? You’re right, I’m just excited to beat the absolute FUCK out of those biker pussies from Mars. Let’s roll, Scrapy.” Farengar said as he left for Gorilla. Staten growled before returning to “the zone”. The Biker Mice From Mars, Throttle and Vinnie rode their bikes to the ring, their engines roared with fury as they approached the ring. The Bikers both dismounted and entered the ring, waiting for the AWE Tag Team Champions, Farengar and Skyscraper Stonehart. The two Gargoyles walked with their titles on their shoulders. Farengar slid in the ring, staring down Throttle. Skyscraper went over the top rope and held his title high. The referee took the titles and rang the bell. It was Farengar starting against Throttle. The two locked up and Throttle was pushed into Farengar’s corner. He tried to fight out but Farengar socked him in the stomach. The Gargoyle then tagged big bad Skyscraper. The large Gargoyle grabbed the mouse’s throat and landed an overhead chop to the sternum. Scraper then tossed Throttle across the ring and tagged Farengar, just as he got into the ring, Throttle tagged Vinnie, who ran for Farengar. The Gargoyle saw him coming and landed a lariat that sent the mouse inside out. Farengar slashed his throat and tagged Skyscraper, who picked Vinnie up. Farengar rebounded off the ropes and landed a leaping European Uppercut and Skyscraper pinned him for a three count. “WOW, Another dominant victory for the Stonehart brothers, Farengar and Skyscraper!” Modo shouted as the brothers walked out of the arena with their titles in the air. The two brothers walked into the locker room where Staten was standing with his gear on. “Good, shit, boys! That’s what I’m talking about! If you stay focused, you’ll succeed as the top tag teams in this sport! I’m proud of you.” Staten said. “Oh, you DO CARE!” Farengar half joked and hugged his brother. “Alright, ease up!” Staten said sharply. The Summer theme by Antonio Vivaldi played as Sarah Buckley made her entrance. The female Sawsbuck walked with purpose. Her blackened eyes locked on the ring as she entered. She made sure the rowdy crowd got every inch of her and waited for her siren foe. As her song “Remember” played, The Ghostly Siren, Ember Mclain made her way to the ramp. The blood starved crowd all chanted her name and her ponytail grew larger and larger. “That’s it baby, say my FUCKING NAME!” Ember roared. She ran into the ring and stared daggers at Sarah. The bell rang and the two Amazons locked up. Sarah, being the largest of the two, overpowered the Siren into the corner. Sarah broke the hold clean and backed away. “Let’s go. Fuck them, focus on me!” Sarah shouted. Ember shook the nerves out of her system and locked up again. This time, Ember used her quickness and took the Sawsbuck off her feet and quickly went into a front facelock. She then delivered a knee to the crown of the skull. The referee saw that and stood them both up immediately. “This isn’t PRIDE, Ember!” The referee shouted. “Ah, eat shit!” Ember shouted back and went back to work on the Sawsbuck. Sarah saw Ember coming for her and hit her with a sick lariat that sent shockwaves of pain through the Siren. She seethed as she then lifted Ember up by her neck and chokeslammed her through Hell itself. She pinned her. Just before the referee counted three, Ember kicked out and kipped up. Her blood now boiled. The siren hit Sarah with a kick to the gut followed by a Twist Of Fate. She hurried to the nearest corner and climbed the top rope. She measured Sarah into the drop zone and sprung off the rope, hitting a Stage Dive Splash for a well fought victory! “Ember has pulled out an upset, she just beat the number two contender for the Women’s Championship!” Modo shouted. “Now, THAT’S a Stage Dive!” Lucky shouted Staten Stonehart kissed his shark fiancee before putting his mask on his face. He then put his hood around his head. Martha grabbed hold of his arm and they both walked to Gorilla. “You okay?” Martha asked. Staten nodded. “Don’t stress anything. Just be cool and stay focused.” She said, with a grin. Staten’s eyes, though filled with unyielding rage, looked down at Martha’s soft Emerald eyes. He nodded again. It was now time for the Main Event. “Thunderstruck” started to play as Terry Thunder jogged his way to the ring, with a smile on his face. Every time the crowd shouted “THUNDER!” He would pump his fist in the air. His cheeks sparked with excitement as the guitar riff got louder and louder. His excitement faded as the song abruptly stopped and a familiar guitar filled the arena. The arena became dark and out came the 7ft 489 pound Vengeful One, Staten Stonehart. His fiancee, Martha Greene in his arm. The couple walked to the ring to the Crowd singing his song. Staten removed his hood to reveal his bloodthirsty eyes and his Oni mask to reveal his gnashing teeth. His anger suppressed for the moment. He eyed Terry Thunder who had a look of fear in his eyes. The only man he truly feared stared daggers at him. The arena fell dark again. A spotlight caught the attention of a child, no older than 10 years. He had a microphone in his hand. He began to speak. “When a man’s heart is full of deceit, it burns up, dies and a dark shadow falls over his soul. From the ashes of a once great man has risen a curse, a wrong must be righted. We look to the skies for a vindicator, someone to strike fear in the black hearts of the same men who created it. …The battle between good and evil has begun. Against an army of shadows comes a dark warrior, the purveyor of good. With the voice of silence. And a mission of justice. This. Is. Luckfoot…” The Child said. before an orchestra of drums and violins played Burn by The Cure. “LOOK UP THERE, IS THAT HIM?!” Lucky shouted. The camera panned to see a rabbit, with white face paint, black streaks of lightning painted on his white canvas. a cold stare from his blue eyes. He was on the rafters of the building, with a vulture on his shoulder. The bird flew off and landed near the top turnbuckle. Its eyes fiercely locked on Terry. Staten scoffed and waited for his rabbit foe. The rabbit hooked himself up and rapeled himself from the rafters into the middle of the ring. His blue eyes met Staten’s red eyes. The crowd cheered and shouted for Michael to kill. The bell rang and Terry instinctively rolled out the ring. He motioned for both Luckfoot and Stonehart to start mauling each other. Michael rushed to Staten and they locked horns. two of the strongest men in AWE were in the ring, locked in combat. Staten used his tail and swept the leg from under Michael. The rabbit fell on his back and Terry saw this as an opportunity to sneak in a pinfall attempt. Staten grabbed Terry by the ankle and lifted him upside down. “Filthy vermin!” He shouted as he bealed him across the ring. Michael got to his feet and grabbed a lock of Staten’ hair. He then hammer fisted the Gargoyle in the chest, dropping the Gargoyle. Michael turned his attention to Terry, who was in the corner taking a breather. The Rebel clobbered him with a running boot to the head. Staten got to his feet and ran towards his foes and squashed them both in a big Stinger Splash. He looked at Martha, who had a big grin on her face. She got on the apron. “FINISH THEM!” She yelled, and the Gargoyle obeyed. Lifting BOTH Terry and Michael on his shoulders. The Gargoyle roared as he delivered a double Death Valley Driver. Just as the gargoyle was going for the pin, Tony and Felina Feral both ran through the crowd. Tony hit the ring and nearly decapitated Staten with a Clothesline From Hell. Felina, outside the ring, ripped Martha from the apron and hit her with a sit-out Tombstone Piledriver, leaving Martha a broken mess. “Finish him, Tony!” Felina bellowed from the rowdy crowd’s jeers. Tony placed Staten in position for Jack-knife Powerbomb, The ENTIRE locker room full of Wolfgang’s comrades poured out, they all surrounded the two Kats. As soon as Farengar tried to hop the apron, more wrestlers poured out from the locker room! Now, it was even, the battlefield was filled with Wolfgang’s army and Blinko’s. Adora, with her sword manifested her hand, pointed towards the albino haired Gargoyle, which meant the entire northside of the ring, filled with Blinko’s Army to charge. Wolfgang’s army charged as well. Soon an all out war ensued. Bodies were being flung, punches were being thrown from all sides. Wolfgang Wilcox stormed out to ringside, microphone in hand. “HEY! HEY! STOP IT! STOP THAT FIGHTING RIGHT NOW!” He bellowed. But the roster continued to brawl, there was little hope to control this many wrestlers, the security had already abandoned their post. Wolfgang sighed and pulled a pistol from his inner pocket, some of the audience screamed and ducked for cover. Wolfgang fired the gun into the air, the sound of the gunshot being the thing that got the attention of the rioting locker room. Some ready to throw hands, others diving for the other side of the barricade, but all focused on the general manager. Wolfgang pocketed the pistol and put the mic to his lips again. “This infighting has gone on long enough. It’s time to settle this power struggle once and for all. You wanna make my life hell by ruining title matches? I’m gonna make it hell for all of you! We’re ending this at the Anarchy Rumble, no titles, no preliminaries, just one massive battle royal with the whole goddamn roster, and whichever faction has the last man standing, Me, or Blinko, that’s gonna be who runs the whole show!” The crowd went wild at this revelation, the roster looked back and forth at each other. “Now get the fuck out of my ring!” Wolfgang added, throwing the mic down and walking back up,the ramp as his music played. The wrestlers cautiously started to disperse, but faction rivals continued to stare each other down, practically daring each other to start fighting again. As Wolfgang reached the stage, Blinko Warner appeared from behind the curtain, the two co-GMs started to bicker themselves before Wolfgang shoved Blinko aside and disappeared behind the curtain. “WOW WHAT AN ANNOUNCEMENT! The Anarchy Rumble CANNOT come any sooner!” Modo shouted. “I’m glad to finally put this shit to rest and find out who has the bigger balls in the company, and that my friend, is Wolfgang Wilcox!” Lucky shouted. “You’re such a fanboy.” Modo said. “And you are going to find out why at the Anarchy Rumble.” “From all of us here at AWE, This has been a wild ride for all of us. From us, to you, Happy New Year, you assholes!”
She-Ra And The Princesses Of Power: ManEater! CH.9 by StatenTheGargoyle, literature
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She-Ra And The Princesses Of Power: ManEater! CH.9
She-Ra And The Princesses Of Power: ManEater! CH.9 Adora and Paragus walked along the pathway to the center of the building. "Hello?" Adora said. The echo bounced off the walls of the structure. Paragus just folded his arms and watched. "I carry the sword of She-Ra. Is anyone there?" Adora asked. A hologram of a woman appeared from what was thin air. "Greetings, administrator. What is your query?" It asked. As Adora spoke to the hologram, Paragus' mind began to wander. He thought of his time in the Horde, and the friend he had made there in the form of Lonnie. He smiled at the thought of her brown eyes glistening when she smiled. His train of thought was broken when Adora transformed into She-Ra. "Administrator detected. Welcome, She-Ra." The hologram said. Paragus' nose twitched. As if he can smell warm blood other than Adora's. "Adora..." He began. "Not now, Paragus, can't you see I'm busy?" Adora said. Then it hit her. "Let me talk to Light Hope." She said. "Who the fuck is that?" Paragus asked. "Someone that can help me heal Glimmer...I hope." Adora said. Paragus' nose began to twitch again. "We're not alone." He said. As if on cue, Catra removed a piece of hardware from the building, causing the hologram to go red alert. "Unauthorized presence detected. Security protocol activated." It said. "Aw, shit! Now what?" Paragus asked. "RUN!" Adora shouted. The three ran for a potential exit, but the door closed shut. She-Ra lifted the door with both hands. "Go!" She shouted. Catra ran into the doorway and waited. "You go with Catra, I'll hold these fuckers off as long as I can!" Paragus shouted. "We don't have-" Adora began. "Just go!" The Maneater shouted. Adora ran in with Catra and the door slammed, leaving Paragus with a Horde of spiders. Paragus closed his eyes and took a deep breath. His eyes shot open and he grinned with a sickening grin. "Feeding time..." He said. One spider leapt for Paragus ' throat but was caught by the leg, Paragus threw it down to the ground with a sickening thud. Another came jumping in. The ManEater sidestepped and drove his fist through its eye socket. The feeling of the blood in his hands sent an ecstatic groan from Paragus as he licked his bloodied fingers. This meant trouble for the creepy crawlers, as Paragus began to mow down the spiders, one by one. Limb by limb. The Gargoyle found an opening and went through it. Darkness. Complete darkness. Paragus can feel the spiders' blood oozing out of his mouth. He saw a distant light. Paragus walked towards this light and reached for it. Soon the entire room lit up. It was Elberon! "How the fu-" Paragus said puzzled out of his mind. He then saw the war torn village, corpses sprawled everywhere. And what's worse, the Horde Army flag. "So this is Elberon..." Paragus said. He turned to see a woman, a Gargoyle, bleeding and carrying a child. She looked frightened as all hell. She ran and ran as fast as she could muster outside of Elberon's borders. Into the neck of the Whispering Woods. Where she can be safe. The baby in her arms started to whine. "Hush now, my baby. Be still love, don't cry. Sleep as your rocked by the stream....Sleep and remember my last lullaby. Soon we'll meet when you dream...." A single tear rolled down the woman's cheek. After putting the hatchling to sleep, she kissed him gently and put him a nook in a log. The woman sat there, watching the log that housed her son. She then heard rustling from the leaves and out came a Horde soldier, with a bayonet. They plunged the bayonet into the mother's throat and bled her dry. "Eradication complete. Heading back to HQ..." The feed died and left Paragus to himself. He came to the realization that the baby in the log...WAS HIM! Now more furious than ever before, Paragus roared a mighty roar. He barreled through doors that led him outside of the room and met up with Catra. Where is Adora?" Paragus asked. His red eyes gleamed with fury. "She won't be a problem anymore." Catra said. Paragus looked down at the abyss below. He growled and grabbed the cat by throat. "GIVE ME ONE GOOD REASON WHY I SHOULDN'T EAT YOUR HEART RIGHT NOW...." The ManEater seethed. Catra choked, gasping for air. "Fine." He threw Catra aside. "If you won't answer me, maybe I'll just have to go back to where all began...." Paragus growled.
Hunter Sisters Saga!: Mother Knows Best! by StatenTheGargoyle, literature
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Hunter Sisters Saga!: Mother Knows Best!
  Joanne and Madison flew across the moon lit sky. They had their children in their arms. Staten in Joanne's arms, he cooed happily as he felt the breeze hit his scales.  Skyscraper and Farengar slept in Madison's arms during the flight to the delight of Madison.  The two sisters flew to their parents' house in Brooklyn.  Madison let a low growl escape her throat. She thought of the rules and regulations of the house. "I don't see why you deem it necessary to make this trip. You know, as well as I do, that mother and father would absolutely chew these three's ears out of they did anything to damage the house." Madison said. Joanne looked to her sister.  "You worry too much, big sister.  Besides,  it's been so long since mother and father have seen their grand babies.  It'll be fine." She said before the two landed on the doorstep of their parents' house. 'Just play it cool." Joanne told Madison,  who growled. The doorbell rang, and Margret answered the door. "Oooh, look what the stork brought us!" Margaret Hunter shouted as she scooped up Staten from Joanne's arms.  The two sister walked into the house behind their mother,  who cradled Staten in her arms. "Hello, girls. Long time no see." Margaret said, rocking the baby.  "Hello to you too." Madison said with almost a growl. "Why don't you both sit in the table.  I'm making meatloaf with green beans." Marget said as she walked to the couch and sat Staten down. "Aren't you just the cutest thing?! I'm gonna gobble you up!" Margaret shouted as she rubbed noses with her grandson.  Madison sat the two children down next to their brother and sat with her mother and sister. The meatloaf steamed and ready to be devoured.  Madison took notice of her father's absence.  "Where's Father?" She asked. "Where else? Working.  Like always." Margeet said. Madison picked up her fork. She remembered the horrible rule her mother took into heart. "What's wrong, Maddie?" Margret asked. "...Do you remember when we were young,  and at the table.  You practically roared at me telling me that I had to wait until Father got home?" Madison asked. "That was 13 years ago, Madison.  "You're a big girl now. Eat." Margret said as she tore a hunk of meat with her fork.  The door opened, and in came a rather miffed Terry Hunter who wasted no time sitting in the table. "What's wrong with you?" Marget asked. "Don't ask, Marget..." Terry growled as he began to feed his hungry stomach. Joanne cleared her throat. "Hello, father." She said. "You're here? For what?" Terry asked.  "To say hello and for you to see your grandchildren." Madison said. Terry looked to see Staten in his favorite chair. "Get that filthy thing off my chair, or I will!" Terry shouted. To the surprise of everyone in the table. "That wasn't nice, Terry!" Margaret growled. "Madison stood up and walked to Staten and picked him up. "You hungry, sweetheart?" Madison said as she sat with her nephew.  He reached for her fork. Madison cut a piece of meatloaf and fed Staten, who loved it. "Seriously,  Terry, what's your beef?" Margret asked. Terry said nothing. He picked up a slice of meat and ate. "Hello?" Margret called his attention.  "The humans fired me! Can I eat now?!" Terry roared. "So...what's new?" Margret asked, clearly oblivious to her husband's rant.  The sisters both looked at each other. "Well, we baptized Staten." Joanne began. "Oh, that's lovely!" Margret shouted in excitement.  "...In the Blood Of Christ." Madison said. "...The...WHAT?!" Terry boomed.  "The Blood Of Christ.  It was to fulfill a prophecy told by the Virgin Mary." Madison said before she finished her plate. "Do you realize how fucking stupid you sound?" Terry asked. "Believe it or not, it happened." Joanne said.  "Well, I'm still going to love him no matter what." Margaret said getting up. Terry glared at the boy and at the mother.  "Joanne,  if I were you, I'd be careful who you talk to about this. It could ruin him." He said as he too got to his feet.  The sisters both gathered the children and said their goodbyes.  They both left the house and took to the skies. The flight was deathly silent. Not a word was said on both sides. Until Madison broke the silence.  "Well that went pretty well." She said. "Did it? Because if I recall correctly, Father didn't sound too pleased to hear about his grandson being a weapon for the literal Virgin fucking Mary." Joanne growled. "It's not like he was steaming mad about it." Madison protested.  "I suppose you're right. But still, this is a secret not to be told to anyone outside the family." Joanne said as the two sisters flew home. As the two entered the house,  they laid their sleeping hatchlings in their crib. Joanne then walked to the couch and crashed, while Madison slept in the bedroom.
Welcome To The Family Chapter 30: ENDGAME...? by StatenTheGargoyle, literature
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Welcome To The Family Chapter 30: ENDGAME...?
CHAPTER 30: ENDGAME...?   The Cooper crime family all gathered in the bomb shelter in the apartment's lower level. Rocky walked to the front of the room. "So...Paul Lorenzo is on his way here. And mostly likely going to shoot his way towards me. That's why we're all here. To prevent any casualties.  Most likely,  I'll have to face this guy alone. But if I don't make it...You know what, never mind that. Just stay here and keep quiet for now. Bonnie, Vinny, Luca, cover the door when I leave. No one gets in or out, got it?" Rocky ordered.  "Got it, Capo." Vinny said. Rocky then left the room and headed upstairs. He walked to his office and grabbed his gun. He checked his ammo and put the clip in the weapon. Rocky walked to the front of the door and waited. And waited. Rocky opened the door and saw the full moon. The moonlight illuminated everything in sight with a soft glow. He then looked towards the moon, a shadowy figure was vastly approaching.  It's red eyes pierced the heart of the raccoon. Rocky shut the door and fumbled for his gun. His heart rate accelerated. He knew this might the day he dies.  Rocky hugged the wall. Praying to God he doesn't open the door. The Gargoyle landed near the door and kicked it in. "MEREDE!" Rocky shouted before unloading rounds at the Gargoyle.  The bullets just bounced off of Paulie's scales. "...My turn." He growled. Before Rocky can say "fuck", Paulie used his wings to propel himself towards the Raccoon.  He grabbed his wrist and disarmed him with a simple squeeze. Paulie's fiery red eyes locked on Rocky. Paulie flung Rocky towards the basement. The Family could hear the sounds of bone connecting with bone.  I told you I was going to kill you if you fucked with me, Mister Cooper..." Paulie said as he landed a kick to the ribs. The Gargoyle grabbed Rocky's head and socked in in the nose.  "Now, I'm going to make you suffer for what you did to me...let's see what we can kill you with down here." Paulie said as he threw Rocky into the basement door. The raccoon tumbled down the stairs. He looked to his Camarades, who had horror written in their faces. Rocky held his hand out towards Vivian,  who's eyes watered. Vinny grabbed his Don's hand and pulled him up. "You alright, Capo?" Vinny asked. "Does it fucking look like I'm okay?!" Rocky snapped. Paulie walked slowly down the stairs and saw the entire Cooper crime family all here. He licked his chops. "Feeding time." He growled before he pounced on a ferret, ripping his insides and eating his innards. They all watched In absolute horror as their friend was  being torn apart. Paulie finished his meal. He looked to Vinny. "You're turn." He said with a bloody grin. "Not today,  Connard!" Bonnie shouted as she flashed in a shotgun from her hip and fired at the Gargoyle. Paulie flew back several feet. "Everyone out! Now!" Bonnie roared. The gang all left the basement.  Bonnie passed the shotgun to Vinny. "Finish it." She said as she ran up the stairs.  Now, it was up to Vinny and Rocky.  The Gargoyle got to his feet and growled.  "Nice shot, but too bad you didn't kill me." He said. Vinny gave the shotgun to Rocky.  "I'll handle this one. You just deliver the final blow." Vinny said.   Vinny took a deep breath and squared up to Paulie who laughed. "You wish to be killed with my bare hands? Fine. Your funeral." Vinny charged in for a left but Paulie seen it coming, he sidestepped and delivered a stiff jab. "Float like a butterfly..." Paulie continued to jab followed by a right hook that sent Vinny to the floor. "Sting like a bee! Come on, sucka, I'm not done!" Paulie shouted. "Oh yes the fuck we are!" Rocky shouted as he shot both legs of the Gargoyle. Paulie roared as he fell to his knees. "This is for scaring my girlfriend..." Rocky spat venom as he fired a shell at Paulie's face, obliterating the Gargoyle’s face and killing him. Rocky stumbled to the wall. Vinny rushed to his aid. Rocky's vision blurred and then faded to black... One week later after Paul Lorenzo's attack.  Rocky Cooper awoke in the hospital.  Hooked up like a robot. He looked to his friend and right hand man, Vincenzo Gray. "How're feelin' Rocco?" He asked. "Like fucking shit." Rocky groaned. "The doc said you went into shock after the beating you took from that fuck Lorenzo." Vinny said.  "How long was I out?" Rocky asked. A week and 2 days." Vinny said. "Fuck me." Rocky groaned.  "Hang tight. I'm getting you outta here." Vinny said before disappearing.  After being discharged from the hospital, Rocky was driven out of the building.  He can see that the streets were clear and people were starting to to populate them again. He grinned to himself. "You did good, ol' boy. You did good." END!
Welcome To The Family: Chapter 29: IMMINENT ATTACK by StatenTheGargoyle, literature
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Welcome To The Family: Chapter 29: IMMINENT ATTACK
CHAPTER 29: IMMINENT ATTACK Two days after the death of Samuele Napolitano, Rocky Cooper drove for, Èlyssè Palace. His mind and his conscious clear. Jamming to some rock music, he parked the car near the entrance and walked in. Everyone who was in the building knew who he was. The raccoon walked towards the top floor and walked in the office of the newest President, Antonie Paquet. The beaver looked up at Rocky and immediately gave him his attention. "Hello, Mr. President." Rocky spoke, he was calm and collected. "Hello, Monsieur Cooper. It's nice to finally meet you in person." The beaver said, clearly nervous. "I suppose you know why I'm here." Rocky said. "I don't. Enlighten me." Antonie said. "I'm here to personally make sure you do your part by cleaning the streets and keeping the peace between the surviving Hybrids and the purebreds. If anything should go wrong, Mr. Paquet, I will know about it. And I will not be happy about it...Is that clear?" Rocky
Welcome To The Family Chapter 28: La Libration by StatenTheGargoyle, literature
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Welcome To The Family Chapter 28: La Libration
CHAPTER 28: La Libèration   The car ride was long, Rocky sat in the passenger seat, watching the blood soaked streets be cleaned up. Vinny, driving the sedan looked over at Rocky,  whis heart sank for his people. Even if they had mixed blood, they were still his people. "It'll be over soon, it'll take some time to for Her to heal, but we'll be okay." Vinny said aloud. "You're right. It will be over. We're going to go and we're going to kill this fucking connard. Vinny looked at his friend with shock. "Kill the president? Are you nuts!? It's going to take at least ALL of us to pull that job!" Vinny shouted. "It's only gonna take one bullet from a well placed Baretta .50 Cal And I know just the guy to do it." Rocky said. Vinny looked towards the road, it was wise not to argue with the Don.  The car pulled up to the driveway to the old hangout.  Rocky got out of the car to see another car was parked there. "...Who the fuck...?" Rocky growled. Vinny shrugged as he walked alongside Rocky.  The raccoon walked to the door and grabbed the doorknob and twisted. Locked.  "SHIT!" Rocky swore. Vinny looked in the window, and saw Bonnie, Pierre and Vivian putting things away. He knocked on the window to get their attention, Pierre saw him and went into a panic, he rallied the girls and they both rushed to the door. Bonnie opened the door and in went Rocky and Vinny. "Hey, girls...did you do something with the house?" Rocky asked. "Yep. We renovated the whole interior. Bar stand, downstairs, and a whole armory upstairs. Bedrooms been cleaned and the works." Vivian said. "Amory?! I gotta check this shit out." Vinny proclaimed before walking up the stairs. "I did this for the family. Well, more importantly,  for you, Rocky." Vivian said, blushing a deep red. "Thanks, Viv." Rocky smiled.  "Pierre, drinks." Bonnie ordered. "Right." Pierre answered before he walked to the refrigerator, got a few cold ones and sat on the couch.  Vinny walked back downstairs in amazement.  "There's a LOT of guns in there." Vinny said. "Any of them .50 caliber?" Rocky asked. "A lot of them are." Vinny answered. "Good. Listen, all of you, Samuel Napolitano is on his way to deliver a victory speech for the senseless killing around here. We're gonna give him a taste of his own medicine." Rocky said. "Fuck yeah we are!" Pierre shouted. "Do you have a plan? I mean, we can't just shoot a guy in broad daylight." Vinny said. "...Shit..." Rocky groaned.  "May I contribute?" Bonnie asked. "Indulge me,  Bon Bon." Rocky said. Bonnie blushed at the name but cleared her throat. "Send me out in the field,  and I can simply get close enough to cut his throat." She said. "You have a record, and people can recognize you." Vinny protested.  "It's better than shooting a motherfucker in broad daylight." Bonnie growled. "Before this turns into a pointless argument,  I had an idea that works for the both of you.  Bonnie, you can try to get close to Samuel's neck while Pierre covers your ass with a sniper. That way, we all win and liberate France from this Tyran. Cool?" Rocky asked. His word was law, as they all agreed to the plan. "Good. Pierre, grab a Sniper rifle from the Amory.  Bonnie, gear up." He ordered and the two obeyed. The Lion fixed his tie, and ran his fingers through his mane and took a breath. "Victory." Samuele Napolitano said to himself. He walked outside of his office and was flanked by two Rhinos. They escorted the président outside the building,  where thousands came to see him. Samuele stepped to the podium, cleared his throat. "Friends, Frères et sœurs. We did it. We have wiped out most if not ALL of those abominations simply known as Hybrids. Tonight, We embrace the new Era of France." As the President spoke, the figure of giant leopard leapt from building to building,  trying to get a good spot for the kill. Pierre had set up a sniper's nest just across the street. With a eagle 's eye view, Pierre spotted Bonnie near the target.  Inés was seen watching the President speak, along with her squad. Bonnie, took a deep breath and gracefully leapt down from her perch and stabbed Samuele Napolitano in the throat with two hidden blades. "YOU GOTTA BE SHITTING ME!" Inés bellowed through the screams of panicked Frenchman. They scattered like rats while Bonnie made her escape. "THERE!" Alex shouted, pointing to the leopard climbing the building. 'Time to go to work." Pierre said as he aimed at Alex Corbin. "Dis bonne nuit, putain de cochon..." Pierre said as he fired a round. The bullet traveled like a freight train.  It hit Corbin in the base of the skull, killing him instantly. "OFFICER DOWN!" Grayson Hill shouted to a more irate Inés, who ignored Grayson and gave chase.  "Nah ah ah,  time to declaw this kitty..." Pierre said as he fired another bullet that hit Grayson in the forehead, claiming another victim. "And now for the Gros fromage." Pierre grinned. He can almost taste the blood of the Ocelot who gave Rocky Cooper hell. He was going to fire, but the cat disappeared in the distance. "...Fuck...!" Pierre shouted as he got to his feet.  Bonnie ran on all fours, she then climbed the nearest tree. Hiding in the leaves, like a predator...  Inés stopped in mid sprint. Now looking for the Assassin.  "Où es-tu putain?!" She growled. She then walked out of sight and that gave Bonnie the liberty to climb down and run for the Rendezvous Point.  The leopard made her way to the apartment where the Family stayed. She opened the door to witness Pierre, Vivian and Vinny celebrating the death of Samuele Napolitano.   "Good shootin' Texas." Bonnie said, acknowledging Pierre's sharpshooter skills. "Why thank you, young lady." Pierre smiled and tipped his hat. Bonnie took a drink from the cooler. She noticed Rocky's absence.  "Where's the Don?" She asked. "Planning his next move. Said something about backing some politician named Antonie Paquet. Believed to be the savior for France." Vivian said. "Didn't know he so big in politics." Bonnie said. "He isn't." Vivian said before she disappeared to the bathroom. Meanwhile, during the celebration of Liberating Frwnce from the Tyrant, in The Bronx, New York, Deep in the bowls of Rikers Island housed a very very angry Gargoyle.  His long raven hair slicked back. Paulie Lorenzo sat in his cell, chained like an animal. Chains on the wrists, feet and neck. His red eyes glowed in the dark. His mind raced, a growl escaped his throat. The once proud Mob Boss reduced to a feral beast of the Night.  18 months for absolutely "nothing" is a long time to think about destroying your enemies.  He heard the plastic soles of leather boots hit title as the prison guard walked to his cell. "Rise and shine, Waterspouter,  the Warden wants to see ya." He said as he unlocked the cell door, and the chains that hooked to the floor. The prison guards formed a single line of three on each side, armed with stun guns and batons. They escorted Paulie into the Warden's office. Warden Leo Glynn. The Lion stood over the desk, eyeing the officers. "...Uncuff him..." He ordered. "But sir-" one of the guards protested. "I DON'T REMEMBER ASKING YOU FOR AN OPINION,  RODGERS, UNCUFF HIM, NOW!" The Lion roared. Rodgers did what was told without another word. "Leave us." Leo sneered. The jackal left in a dash. "Well. Now that's over. I suppose you're wondering why you're here unchained. "May have crossed my mind a bit." Paulie said. "We just pen and papered some documents.  You're a free man, Mr. Lorenzo." Those words never rang truer than they just did. "Why?" Paulie asked. "Because, your friends would absolutely demolish this place if we kept you here for 18 more months." The Lion said with a chuckle. "Thank you, Warden." Was the only thing the Gargoyle had to say before he walked out of the office. Paulie grabbed his clothes from intake and walked out of the prison walls. He was met by Louie, the Gorilla and his right hand man. "How's it going, Boss?" He asked. The Gargoyle ignored him and entered the car. Louie wiped a beam of sweat from his brow and entered the driver's seat and off they went. "So...You're not gonna talk to me? Or?" Louie broke the deathly silent ride. "...I want Rocky Cooper's head on platter, Louie...That Ringtail put me in there, and he'll pay for it. Most likely the fucking asshole fled the country right after he tipped the cops. "Where would he go?" Louie asked. "Where else? Home. France. So, let's gather a few men, and pay The French Boogyman a visit...." Paulie said with a growl... TO BE CONTINUED...
Hunter Sisters!: The Hand Of God is Born! by StatenTheGargoyle, literature
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Hunter Sisters!: The Hand Of God is Born!
June 6, 1944. Brooklyn New York. A now 30 year old Joanne Hunter married a soldier named Ivan Stonehart, who recently deployed to Japan to annihilate anyone and everyone in his path. Her heart sank, knowing the horrible things that War can bring. She calmed herself a bit and walked to the kids' room to see Madison cradling her newborn hatchling. She smiled warmly and walked to the living room and sat on the couch. Remembering the wedding vows that her husband had said. She laid back and smiled to herself. Almost in a meditative state. She was about to drift off to nap but a sharp knock on the door woke her from her trance. Joanne walked to do the door and opened it to see two Marines. One above the other in ranking standing with somber eyes. "Can I help you, boys?" Joanne asked. The older gentleman took his hat off. "Ma'am, is this the Stonehart residence?" He asked, confirming he got the right house. "Yes. Yes it is. Why?" Joanne asked, fearing the worst. The Captain motioned to the Rookie to come in "Mrs. Stonehart, Ivan Alan Stonehart was part of the team who was ambushed by Japanese motar teams. The blast claimed many of our guys. We believe that Ivan Stonehart may be MIA." The Captain said. "So go and find him..." Joanne growled. "We can't." The Rookie piped up. "The Japanese air space is blocked off by anti air weaponry, any aircraft that even steps foot in the Ikigawa airspace will be toast." Joanne growled again. "Then you get close enough for your boys to land and find my fucking husband or the Japanese are not the only enemy you'll have to deal with!" With that, Joanne slammed the door in the face of the marines. Madison walked to the source of the sound, she had Joanne's littlest son, Staten in her arms. "What was that about?" She asked. "Those army assholes can't find my husband." Joanne growled, before she grabbed her leather jacket that Ivan gave her and put it on. "Where are you going?" Madison asked. "To do what our troops could not. I'm going to find Ivan and bring him home." Joanne said. "But what about your kids? You don't want them growing up without a mother do you?" Madion asked. Joanne sighed. I suppose you're right." She said. Her heart sank at the news of her husband. But her duty was with her kids. Joanne took her jacket off and went to the hatchlings' room. She saw her 2 children, sleeping next to each other, wrapped in blankets. The Gargoyle smiled at her children and cracked the door just closed enough to hear them should they wake up. "Fucking idiots." Joanne growled to her sister. Madison was appalled by the sudden outburst. "They're just sleeping, Jo!" Madison hissed. "Not my kids, you-!" Joanne exhaled harshly. "The humans. They send us to fight their battles and leave us to rot like corpses." Joanne growled. Madison walked towards her sister and gave her a tight hug. "These humans think we're expendable. Sending us creatures to die in their pointless war. But we're not here to dwell on the humans, we're here to take care of these three hatchlings." Madison said. "You're right." Joanne sighed. She then grabbed Staten and put him back in his crib. This gave Joanne the liberty to get to her own bed and drift off to a well deserved sleep. Joanne slept through the night, her breaths steady and relaxed. Her mind drifted into a deep slumber. In a flash, the world around her was engulfed in blinding light. A soothing, gentle voice called her name. "Joanna..." it said. The deep sleep was abruptly shortened. Joanne shot up from her bed to see a floating figure. It looked like a person in a prayer position. Her eyes widened to see the mother of Christ, Mary Of Nazareth staring at her affectionately. She wore a blue cloak with a red shirt underneath. A patient smile was etched on her face. "Hello, Joanna." Mary said. Her voice soothed even the most ferocious of beasts. "W-what? Who-Who are you?" Joanne stammered. She was in awe of the Ancient's beauty. "I am known as Mary." Mary said, her crystal blue eyes met Joanne's fiery red eyes. "The mother of Jesus Christ...." Joanne said. "Yes." Mary said with the patient smile. She removed her veil and let her long black hair drop. "This is very important, so please heed me. The child you carry is very vital to His plan. To right the wrongs of this world and the next. Go see Jack McAllister, your priest at the church here in Brooklyn. Your child shall be baptized and will consume My Ancient Blood. He will become our Champion of the most High. Do this right away." Mary instructed. "Yes, My lady." Joanne said. The pocket dimension dispersed and Joanne awoke with a start. Joanne walked briskly to the hatchlings room and gently picked up Staten. "Hello, my little champion, are you to go on an adventure?" Joanne asked her little one. The only answer she got was a happy coo from him. "I'll take that as a yes." Joanne said before she grabbed her jacket. The Gargoyle was halfway to the door until she heard Madison. "Where are you going with him?" She asked. "To the church. We're going to baptize the little one." Joanne said. "Joanna, he's not even a year old!" Madison shouted. "I was visited by the Virgin Mary, Maddie! She told me to baptize him." Joanne said. "Do you how crazy you sound?" Madison asked. "Will you just fucking trust me!?" Joanne barked. "Fine, I trust you. Let's not waste anymore time." Madison said. She then went to the kids' room and scooped up the two hatchlings and walked outside with her sister. As the sisters flew, the boys hugged them as tight as they could, their wings weren't as strong as their mother and aunt's. Joanne looked to the side and saw a very familiar face. "TARA?!" She cried out over the wind. "HIYA GIRLS!" Tara shouted back as she waved, she had her own hatchling with her in her arms. "Let's land! I can't hear shit from up here!" Madison shouted. The three ladies all landed near the church's entrance. "What are you doing here? And who's this little one?" Joanne asked. "I am here to get my son, Hesse baptized. It's high time he does. "Wow, he's such a cutie pie!" Joanne shouted. "Thanks, so are yours!" Tara replied. "So I'm guessing you're here for the same reason?" Tara asked. "Yep. This one's getting the ol' Godly treatment." Joanne said. "Cool. After you." Tara said before holding the church doors open for the Two sisters. As the three Gargoyles entered the church, they saw a human male, with a clerical robe. He dawned a black hat on top of his brown hair. He turned his head and red fiery red mixed with crystal blue met with emerald green eyes. "Hello, Joanna. I've been expecting your arrival for quite some time. Do you have the One?" Father Jack McAllister asked. His Irish accent made Staten giggle. Jack prepared the baptismal. He poured the Holy Water in the baptismal. Joanne walked over to Jack and handed Staten to him. Jack then proceeded to baptize the little Gargoyle with the holy water and a prayer. Staten looked at his mother, confused. "Do you like the water, baby?" Joanne asked her hatchling. Staten just splashed in the baptismal without a care. Joanne lifted Staten and dried him off with a towel. "Who's my little Godling?" Joanne asked, as she Eskimo kissed Staten who cooed happily. "That's right, you are!" Joanne shouted. It was Tara's turn to baptize her son. She held Hesse towards Jack, who gave him a look. Then his eyes widened. Knowing full well what he is. "Tara...This boy...He's...Unclean...He's not as pure as the Stonehart boy. I see a dark future behind him. His soul is blackened by rage like I've never seen before. I am sorry, Tara, but Baptising such evil would taint the Baptismal." Jack said. "What the fuck are you talking about?! My son is not evil!" Tara shouted, practically shaking the walls of the church. This woke up the two Stonehart boys in Madison's arms. They wailed as they awoke. "Nice going, Tara!" Madison hissed. She then had to leave the church to sooth her nephews. "My boy is not evil, who the fuck do you think you are to determine that?" Tara growled. "I am the servant of the one true God. If He deems your little gremlin to be a spawn of Satan, he's the spawn of Satan. Now, take your child and your sinful little arse and Fook off my church!" Father Jack McAllister spat the Lord's venom. Tara's blue eyes gleamed. "I'll have your tongue for that..." Tara growled. "Not in here you won't." Joanne stepped in between of Tara and Jack. Tara growled loudly, and with a scowl on her face, she left the church. Madison finally got the two gargoyles to fall asleep. She saw Tara in such a fowl mood. "Who shit in your Cheerios?" Madison asked. "That fucking cum sock of a priest! Denying my baby his right to be practice his religion! I'll kill him!" Tara shouted before she flew off in a rage. "Jesus, what a bitch..." Madison muttered and returned inside the Church. Jack sighed. He never explicitly mouthed off like that, well, inside a church. He walked to the goblet and poured the Blood Of Christ in it. He carefully walked to Joanne and present the goblet to her. "Have your boy drink this." Jack said. "Will that harm him?" Madison asked. The priest just smiled, not at all." He said. Joanne took the goblet and had Staten take a sip of the Ancient Blood. He made a sour face and whined. "It's okay, baby. You did very well." Joanne said before planting a kiss on her son's cheek. The power of the blood surged through the hatchling. The adults saw a red and black aura was slowly rising in Staten. A soothing snuggle from Joanne sent Staten right to sleep as the aura dispersed. The two Gargoyles thanked the priest and walked outside the church. They flapped their wings and flew off. "Where to now, sister?" Madison asked. "Mother's house. It's high time we see them both." Joanne said. Madison grumbled. She wasn't very enthused as her sister to see their parents.
Super Gargoyle! Hunters! Aftermath! by StatenTheGargoyle, literature
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Super Gargoyle! Hunters! Aftermath!
  Terry flew home from work. His aching legs were too much to bare. He growled in pain at every pulsation. He landed at the house and opened the door.  He dragged himself to his favorite chair and slumped. He saw his girls all crowding the TV with a couple of Pizza boxes on the table. "So, what's going on?" Terry asked. Margret just shushed her husband, trying to listen to the News.   "...In other news, we have an update on the gruesome murder of a 17 year old boy. The victim was identified as 17 year old Ricky Harrison.  He was found hanging from a tree in Central Park above a pool of his own blood when police found him.  A tragedy that. On the bright side of things, the Yankees are taking on the Brooklyn Dodgers in a 3 game series tonigh-" The TV was cut off by a rather miffed Margret. "...Girls, go play outside or something." She said. Madison and Joanne got to their feet and walked out the door.  Margret turned to her husband. Who looked at her without an ounce of regret. "Well, he's made headlines. That and  all of the regional newspapers in New York." She said. "Don't start with me, Margret..." Terry growled. "You could had just had hung the boy or rough him up a little, but no, big tough Terry had to be Feral and rip him into shreds." Margret continued her berating. She calmed herself.  "Look, I would had done the same thing, but there are lines we cannot cross, Terry. What if the lycans find out that we did it? It would be a Civil War and God knows we can't have that shit happening again." Margret said.  "I'm very aware of the situation.  I just need time to think." Terry said. "Fine.  I just hope you know what you're doing. For your daughters' sake." Margret said as she left for the kitchen.  Terry growled and walked out the door and took to the skies. The next morning, Madison got up from her bed. Joanne already was downstairs. She got dressed and made her bed. Madison went down the stairs to meet her sister in the kitchen. "You're finally awake. I thought you died." Joanne joked. "I ain't dead yet, little sister." Madison said before sitting down. "...So, how're you holding up? After...y'know." Joanne asked. Madison ran her fingers through her hair with a sigh. "I'm fine now. He's not going to bother me or anyone else again." Madison said as she took a bite of toast.  The sisters both went outside and took flight to the schoolhouse. Upon arrival, the sisters both unloaded their gear and sat at the Gargoyle side of the room and waited for Mrs. Mason to arrive.  She walked to the front of the room and stared at every eye in the room. She inhaled, trying to calm herself down.  It was clear she saw the news of Ricky Harrison.  She looked over her classroom, not a thought was in her mind. "Today is a free day. You can either do work if you haven't done it or mingle. But do it quietly." She said. This gave Tara the opportunity to walk over to the sisters and nudge at Madison's shoulder.  "Hey you. How're you doing?" She asked.  "Fine. How are you?" Madison asked back. "I'm over the moon. Last night, Roddy and I consummated the relationship." Tara said. "...Gross." Joanne said behind the two. Tara giggled. "I mean, he used a rubber. So that's points for something." Tara said. "That's good. Protecting you and himself." Madison grinned. "Hey, you okay after that piece of shit tried that with you?" Tara asked.  Madison nodded. "I'm fine." She simply said. "If I knew that was going to happen, I should had nipped it in the bud beforehand." Tara said.  "It's not your fault, Tar. He was being a filthy mutt. And he got exactly what he deserved." Madison said. "...To think he was the man of your dreams." Tara finally said before she walked back to her seat. Madison asked to use the bathroom and was granted. She walked into the bathroom, used it and walked back to the room. She looked to her seat only to see a lycan girl talking to Joanne in her chair. She growled and stormed to the desk. "What are you doing?" She asked the lycan. The blonde lycan girl turned to meet Madison. "Talking to your sister. Is that a problem?" She asked. Madison growled again. "...You're in my seat." She said. "Listen,  Maddie. My brother just died and I need someone to talk to. So if you don't mind, Joanna and I are having a conversation." The lycan growled. "...Get up, Sarah.. " Madison said coldly. Sarah got to her feet and locked eyes with Madison.  "If you had any respect for what I'm going through, you'd leave us alone. The big girls are talking." Sarah said. The earned a quick slap to the muzzle from Madison.  "I AM a big girl..." Madison growled loudly. Mrs. Mason was watching the whole thing. She was just itching to get in between them.  "You'll regret that later, Hunter..." Sarah snarled as she walked away.  "...Bitch..." Madison said as She sat in her seat. "Proud of yourself?" Joanne asked.  "What? She was in my seat so I had to get her up." Madison said as she turned to her sister. "She was just talking about how her family's going plan the funeral for her brother, Maddie." Joanne said. "And?"  Madison answered without a care. She was really torn up about planning a funeral for a 17 year old who was maliciously attacked by our-" Madison clamped her sister's mouth. "Are you TRYING to get us killed!?" Madison growled. Joanne removed her hand. "All I'm saying is, that's she was trying to get things off her chest." Joanne said. "Like I give a fuck what Skippy dog has to get off on." Madison growled before walking away. "Wow she's mad." Joanne said under her breath. Other than the confrontation with Sarah Harrison,  the school day went smoothly. The girls both had a blast during a free day of school work and went home with big grins on their faces.
Gabriel Hunter Meets Saber: Super Gargoyle X RCWF by StatenTheGargoyle, literature
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Gabriel Hunter Meets Saber: Super Gargoyle X RCWF
It was a warm Saturday morning, The five year old Gargoyle, Gabriel Hunter woke up, brushed his teeth, combed his hair and hurried to the living room TV. He turned on the DVR set and witnessed with his big red eyes the most ultra violent Professional Wrestling show, Ring Cats Wrestling Federation. Gabriel was bursting at the seams as he saw his all time favorite wrestler, the towering Sabertooth Tiger, Saber. She walked to the ring with malice and walked over the top rope to get in the ring. Her opponent, a 5’11 calico cat. Her legs trembled at the sheer size of Saber. “You look scared, love. Shake that fear off and come at me! FULL POWER!” Saber shouted. The calico hissed and ran at her with all her might. The saber tooth tiger just smirked and landed a sick lariat. Saber then put her in a powerbomb position, and made a throat slash motion before slamming the poor cat on her neck. She pinned her and the referee counted to three. Saber held her title high, and roared. The sheer
Welcome To The Family: Ch. 31 by StatenTheGargoyle, literature
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Welcome To The Family: Ch. 31
Chapter 31: New Beginnins Several Years had passed.The sun rose above the French skies. The aging raccoon got off the bed and headed straight to the bathroom. After 2 minutes, he was freshened up. The smell of bacon, egg and cheese filled the air. He walked down the stairs to see his wife, Vivian along with his two children, Michelle, the oldest and Joseph, the youngest. “Good morning, mes chéris.” Rocky said. “Good morning, Père.” The two children said almost in sync. “It smells really good in here, what’s cookin’, good lookin’.” Rocky said as he grabbed Vivian’s waist and placed his head on her shoulder. “The American dish, called Bacon, egg and cheese.” Vivian said. “Yummy.” Rocky said before planting a kiss on his wife’s cheek. “Are you going to eat?” Vivian asked the racoon. “Maybe just one slice of bacon, s'il te plaît.” Rocky said. Vivian took a plate and placed a slice of bacon on the plate and gave it to her husband. Rocky slid the bacon in his mouth. “Damn, that’s good
Welcome To The Family: Chapter 29: IMMINENT ATTACK by StatenTheGargoyle, literature
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Welcome To The Family: Chapter 29: IMMINENT ATTACK
CHAPTER 29: IMMINENT ATTACK Two days after the death of Samuele Napolitano, Rocky Cooper drove for, Èlyssè Palace. His mind and his conscious clear. Jamming to some rock music, he parked the car near the entrance and walked in. Everyone who was in the building knew who he was. The raccoon walked towards the top floor and walked in the office of the newest President, Antonie Paquet. The beaver looked up at Rocky and immediately gave him his attention. "Hello, Mr. President." Rocky spoke, he was calm and collected. "Hello, Monsieur Cooper. It's nice to finally meet you in person." The beaver said, clearly nervous. "I suppose you know why I'm here." Rocky said. "I don't. Enlighten me." Antonie said. "I'm here to personally make sure you do your part by cleaning the streets and keeping the peace between the surviving Hybrids and the purebreds. If anything should go wrong, Mr. Paquet, I will know about it. And I will not be happy about it...Is that clear?" Rocky
Super Gargoyle! The Hunter Saga!: Shopping Spree! by StatenTheGargoyle, literature
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Super Gargoyle! The Hunter Saga!: Shopping Spree!
The next day, after the circus, The sisters both ate their breakfast in the kitchen, with their backpacks around their shoulders. “You up for a race to school, Joanna?” Madison asked. “Do you WANT to race?” Joanne asked her sister. “I’ll leave you in the dust, baby sister!” Madison challenged. Joanne scoffed at her sister. “Please, I’ve been working on my wing speed since the last time we’ve raced.” Joanne said. “Well then, baby sister...Shall we test that theory?” Madison asked. “You’re on.” Joanne said as the two sisters walked out of the house
Super Gargoyle! The Hunter Sisters saga Begins! by StatenTheGargoyle, literature
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Super Gargoyle! The Hunter Sisters saga Begins!
1931, Manhattan, New York. The sights were bright and the sounds were just as loud. Most of the population in New York was dominated by humans, while 50% of that population were Gargoyles. Joanne and Madison Hunter flew freely under the summer sky. The teenage Gargoyles giggled as they raced for home in Manhattan. Madison was just a hair closer to Joanne as the sisters sped through the buildings. “You have to do a lot better if you want to keep up with me, little sister!” Madison shouted over the wind hitting her scales. Joanne stuck her tongue out in concentration as she flapped her wings harder. She was now neck and neck with
Super Gargoyle! The Next Generation! S3E3 by StatenTheGargoyle, literature
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Super Gargoyle! The Next Generation! S3E3
Jade Hunter and Tory Vega both flew over the starlit night sky. The Gargoyles giggled over what happened at the college just a few days ago. They flew over to Tory’s house and landed on the doorstep. Tory took Jade’s claw and grinned. You should’ve seen the look on that bitch’s face when you planted her ass in the dirt!” She laughed. “Yeah, it was kind of satisfying to hear Dawn’s nose crunching. Her goons ran like cockroaches.” Jade said. “The night is still young. wanna head inside?” Tory asked. Jade blushed, knowing what she wanted. Jade nodded and Tory opened the door. The Gargo
Super Gargoyle! The Next Generation! S2E13 by StatenTheGargoyle, literature
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Super Gargoyle! The Next Generation! S2E13
The day had come. Max and Kelly’s wedding was here. Max had a his prom tuxedo on and straightened out his hair. After being dressed, he paced back and forth nervously. “How would this wedding go?” He often grumbled to himself. Thinking of horrid things that could happen. Someone could choke on an Snack, a fight could break out and soon a riot. Anything could happen. He whimpered.
Wolfgang came to the groom’s room. And gave a light jab to Max. “Hey man. Congrats on the wedding.” He smiled. “Thanks, Wolfie...” Max said. He looked dejected as he looked to his feet. “What’s wrong?”
Super Gargoyle! The Next Generation! S2E12 by StatenTheGargoyle, literature
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Super Gargoyle! The Next Generation! S2E12
Kelly scooped up Gabriel from his crib with a smile. Gabriel smiled back. “My God, you’re so damn cute!” Kelly giggled before kissing him on the nose. Max came through the door and wrapped his arms around her waist. The size difference was outstanding. “Good afternoon, mon cher .” Kelly said. “Hey.” Max replied, kissing on her. “Max...” Kelly deadpanned. “Hm?” Max asked, enjoying the warmth of his betrothed. “Not in front of the baby...” Kelly said. Max threw his hands in the air. Kelly giggled again. “Hey, Rachel texted me and we’re going to throw Jade
Super Gargoyle! The Next Generation! S2E11 by StatenTheGargoyle, literature
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Super Gargoyle! The Next Generation! S2E11
Kelly had her hatchling in her arms, singing soothingly as she gently rocked him. Gabriel cooed. Kelly grinned and kissed his nose. “Do you want to see your cousin, honey bunny?” Kelly asked. Gabriel reached his arms out and cooed again. “Let’s go on an adventure, cutie pie.” Kelly smiled as she gave her hatchling an Eskimo kiss before walking out of the door.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=tfDOLBgDo-Y
Kelly flew across the night sky. Her wings flapped in the wind. Gabriel babbled excitedly as he reached for the clouds. “We’re going down, hang on.” Kelly said. She then swooped down and landed
Super Gargoyle! The Next Generation! S2E10 by StatenTheGargoyle, literature
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Super Gargoyle! The Next Generation! S2E10
Max clanged on the hilt of the European blade he was commissioned for. He worked tirelessly on the French styled design. The blade was sharp and ready for pick up. Max wiped a beam of sweat from his brow and admired his work. Sheathed, the sword was placed in a large box that had the name of the client’s son it. The Gargoyle took it and placed it on the counter. “Here you are ma’am. A French European broadsword. Just for the boy.” Max said. The human lady smiled and swiped her credit card and made the purchase and left the building. Max’s phone rang and he picked up. “Yes, honey bear?” He answered.
Super Gargoyle Future Arc III by sonamy-666, literature
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Super Gargoyle Future Arc III
The smouldering body of an Angel fell to the ground with a thunderous crash, its many eyes frozen in agony. Balor smirked as he kicked the body out of his way, ahead of him was what he needed. The Cube of Wepwawet. A powerful artefact that even most Ancients were forbidden from using. With this, Balor would be able to return to the world of the living and exact his vengeance on the Stonehart family. “That’s far enough lad, I’ll be taking that cube now!” A gruff voice came from behind Balor. The demon king turned to see who dared to intrude on his plan. In front of him stood an army of undead soldiers, lead by the Mad Gargoyle King Ulagg. “And what are you going to do little Waterspouter?” Balor mocked. Ulagg smirked, raised his hand in the air, and pointed forward. The undead army charged forward, all headed straight for Balor. The army of simple grunts wasn’t much of a challenge for the demon, but it was all Ulagg needed make his way into the chamber and claim the Cube of Wepwawet.
MLP Vs MK: A: Music Video: Disturbed-Warrior by StatenTheGargoyle, literature
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MLP Vs MK: A: Music Video: Disturbed-Warrior
I am now, an instrument of violence
(game footage of Rainbow and Scorpion fighting)
I am a vessel of invincibility
(footage of Modes within the game)
I cannot leave this undecided
(Game footage of Gilda)
Stepping down to battle another day
(Game footage of The Story)
Remember me for all time this
(Sound of Nightmare Moon laughing)
Determination is a vital part of me
(Discord is creating Chaos)
Surrender now or be counted
(Scorpion takes off his mask)
With the endless masses that I will defeat
(sounds of Broken spinal cords)
Come on bring it
(Celestia pounds her hooves)
Don't sing it
(Applejack tips her hat)
Better believe
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