What if Elisa was a Gargoyle

 prologue

Elisa's POV:

My whole life I have felt alone. The only one of my kind. My birth parents kill as we slept, our home set a blaze. And I was left only with limited knowledge of my kind and being a child, I was not sure I would survive to see adulthood.
  
Forced to steal food from small stores to survive. I did not know what to do. Always living in fear, hunger, and constantly on the run from humans, it was unclear what would become of me.

Until one day, a cop started chasing me through the streets after I stole from another store. I tried to climb up a wall to get away, but he shot the area right above me and I lost my grip and fell into a dumpster. When he opened the led, he looked very surprised and I could blame him. There aren't many like me. He saw I was just a kid and offered me a deal.
   
I return what I stole and he give me something more than a few pieces of food. A home. A family.

So, I agreed. I returned the food and he took me to his home. I met his wife and their new born son, Derek. They welcomed me into their home with open arms. Despite what I was.

I bet you're wondering who and what I am.

Well my name is Elisa, Elisa Maza.

And I'm, well, I'm a gargoyle.