Broadway was a gargoyle who liked to eat. Burgers, pizza, tacos, it didn't matter. If it could be digested, he digested it. He was a great, fat thing, with a heavy gut that hung over the belt of his loincloth. Greenish-skinned, with weblike ears and a ridged forehead. He somewhat resembled his father, Hudson, but neither knew they were directly related, nor would either have cared, having grown up in the clan where every male is father to every child, and every female is mother to every child. Because all eggs looked the same, clans agreed that all should have a hand in raising the younglings so no one would feel left out.
It was different for his lover, Angela, who grew up among humans and held human values. Because she was technically the only youngling, Goliath, the clan's leader and her father, decided to suspend tradition for her. (Although Angela had eventually come to accept that particular tradition's logic, she still valued being recognized as Goliath's daughter.)
Broadway and his two companions, Brooklyn and Lexington, had all courted Angela, with Broadway eventually winning her affection. The two were intimate lovers, and after the last mating time, Angela was now carrying his egg. (Bizarrely, Elisa, the clan's human friend and Goliath's lover, was pregnant as well. No one was sure how that was possible, although since Elisa had been fired for her friendship with the clan and gone to work for Xanatos, no one was unhappy about it.)
(Well, except for Angela's psychotic mother Demona, and the racist Quarrymen, but fuck them.)
Eventually, through a convoluted time-travel plot, Brooklyn gained a family of his own. Lexington was also starting to come into himself, realizing he was gay. Broadway was content, although sometimes, when he gave Angela oral sex, he would wonder what it would be like to eat her. Eat other people, too. Just an idle fantasy, one he dismissed. He shared it with Angela after some prodding, and she would work it into their lovemaking sessions, letting him bite and gnaw at her, which pleasured both of them. She would tease him, referring to herself as meat to be eaten, arousing him greatly. Broadway truly adored this woman.
One day, Broadway was on solo patrol. He saw Demona leaving a warehouse, and flew down into it to check it out. Demona hiding things made him nervous. Technological security was lackluster there, although there were some obvious spell traps that Broadway had learned how to detect and avoid. He went inside through the front door, avoiding the trap spells on the ceiling and windows. Inside, he gaped in shock.
Magical artifacts lined the halls. Each one was sorted into sections marked 'useful,' 'impractical, use only if desperate,' 'effects unknown,' and 'useless.' Each artifact had a tag attached to it describing its effects. Demona liked to have references, apparently, and was smart enough to research first.
Several caught his eye. One was the 'Underclock,' a pocketwatch, which would allow him to reset time to a certain point, even if he died.
Another was the 'Serpent's Charm,' a ring that which would allow him to swallow anything whole and digest it.
The third was the 'Not My Problem Stone,' another ring, which supposedly would make everyone around him ignore what he was doing, no matter what it was. Effectively, he could get away with anything. Broadway briefly wondered why this item was in the 'Useless' section, until he noticed the tag also read 'Too Good To Be True.'
This place was amazing, Broadway decided. And he seemed to have free reign of it. Those three alone would allow him to fulfill his fantasies and just restart from the beginning once he was satisfied. He debated on just grabbing the artifacts and calling it a night, but he could look around some more...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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