Over the winter months, Demona trained Jasira further to learn how to be a true gargoyle warrior despite her young age. Jasira was the size of an adolescent gargess in her late twenties, nearly fifteen in human years.
Jasira had gone from an innocent newborn child upon leaving the test tube womb to an incredible young beautiful gargess. She was still a child, but a lot more mature mentally now.
She had questioned her mother about just meeting the clan and getting to know them better, but Demona made it clear that Jasira was to downright lure the clan to the hideout, and they would be locked up first. Demona still wanted to prove once and for all what humans were really like to Goliath, but she also wanted to hurt Brooklyn too, with showing him the results of their forced mating. Demona also wanted to prove to her other daughter, Angela that her liking of humans was all wrong too.
Jasira was to target any of the clan that were found out patrolling together and Demona wanted the younger gargoyles, all but Brooklyn to be captured first. Demona wanted him to be one of the last ones captured. Demona also planned to separate Angela from the males. She would also try to get her other daughter on her side too.
But then, it might just be easier to capture the whole clan all at once rather than just capturing a few at a time. Demona knew of a plan to definitely lure the whole clan to them: Using Elisa as bait. But then, separating the clan as wanted and needed at the planned destination.
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Another few weeks and Demona felt Jasira was ready.
"Now remember, Jasira. You cannot show mercy to the clan once we get started." Demona ordered the young red female.
"I understand, Mom." Jasira gave a good response, glaring. She wasn't proud of this moment, but she would do as her mother commanded.
Demona was going to bring the detective to their home. They had a dungeon beneath the building where they lived. It was similar to where Brooklyn had been kept for those months, but this was a different place than Nightstone. It was more of a castle-like place (Generations, though non-canon reference).
She told Jasira to stand ready with the secret weapon when the clan arrived. Then Demona flew out the window.
Jasira was still wondering if her mother was doing the right thing. She had never met this clan or other humans before, but she did want to meet her father. Was he really the coward that her mother claimed him to be?
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Demona knew where Elisa Maza lived. She had attacked her at her place once and she would gladly do it again. She had a dart gun ready. She flew to Soho where Elisa lived in her penthouse apartment.
Elisa was getting ready for work again when suddenly, she saw the familiar figure of Demona outside. She gasped as the she-demon gargess broke through her window once again.
Elisa rolled to action and grabbed her gun. "Demona, FREEZE!"
Demona didn't give her a chance. She fired the dart gun, and it struck the policewoman in the right arm. Elisa yelped in pain, and it made her fall down.
"You are going to help lure Goliath and the others once and for all to their demise." Demona declared as she came up to Elisa on the floor, who was feeling the effects of the dart drug.
"But... I don't... understand..." Elisa said as she went unconscious.
Demona then saw the earphone in Elisa's ear. She took it out of her ear. She hit the button. There was a response on the other end.
"Elisa?" It was Goliath.
"Hello, Goliath. Nope. This is not your precious human friend." Demona replied back, mocking him.
On the other end, Goliath was shocked to be hearing Demona's voice. "Demona! What are you doing with Elisa's earphone?" He demanded fiercely.
"I have your precious detective captive, Goliath. You and the others are going to come to my place of ...(Destination) if you want to see the detective alive again." Demona proclaimed. "And bring the whole clan with you if you want to see her alive again. Be there in two hours or Maza will pay with her life!"
Goliath didn't like the sound of this. "Very well, Demona. We will come."
"Good." Demona smirked evilly, then crushed the earpiece.
Then she tied Elisa's hands and feet together before putting her in a net to carry her to her home.
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At the castle, patrols were going to wait until after breakfast, but Goliath came inside to find his clan waiting for food.
"Stop! This is no time to prepare for eating. Elisa is in trouble!" Goliath blurted out.
That got the others' attention too. "What's going on, lad?" Hudson asked in concern.
"I just got a call from Demona from Elisa's earpiece, meaning she must have broken into her house again, or some other place she encountered Demona." Goliath explained. "And we are all to go to... (Destination) in two hours."
"We can't let her do Elisa harm!" Brooklyn spoke up in a firm voice. "Not after what she did to me!" He growled.
He hadn't seen or heard from Demona in months, and he liked it that way, but he was still scared of what could happen to them all, considering what Demona had done to him in the past. The bad memories of rape and torture sent shivers down his spine. It had taken him a long time to heal from that mess and he didn't want to go back to feeling fearful.
The clan hurriedly got ready and took flight to the place they were told to go. It was a castle-like place.
"I hope we can find Elisa in here." Angela stated.
"We will find her if it's the last thing we do." Broadway declared.
"Perhaps we should split up." Hudson suggested.
"Right. We'll search in small groups." Goliath agreed.
He assigned Broadway and Hudson together. Himself, Lexington, and Angela. Brooklyn with Bronx. They all split up to go find Elisa.
From the control room, Demona was pleased that the whole clan was here. She smirked. Tonight would be the perfect night to at least get them captured. "You are to stay here until I get them all caught." Demona told Jasira. "They must not find you here."
"Okay, Mom." Jasira replied.
Elisa was in her basement dungeon as it was, hung off the ground, spread eagle-out on a wall. It would eventually lead all the clan there.
Broadway and Hudson were the first to get caught. They went down a hallway and fell through a trap door that made them fall to the basement into separate rooms.
Goliath, Lex, and Angela were next. A trap door opened up on them going down a hall too. Demona was determined to use trap doors this time. It surprised all of them. They yelled in distress going down the chutes.
Brooklyn and Bronx were last. They came upon a library looking room, reminding Brooklyn of one other time this happened at MacBeth's place.
Bronx smelled around looking for clues. He soon made talon scratches on a wall. "What is it, boy?" Brook asked. He moved the tapestry out of the way and found a door there. He looked for a button or switch to open the door. He eventually found it in the form of a brick shaped stone.
The door opened up and he was wary of going in there, but Bronx was saying they needed to. "Alight, boy, you lead on." Brook said and followed the gar dog, smelling for a scent.
"Just a little further, Brooklyn." Demona smirked from the control room.
Jasira couldn't help but be curious about the red beaked male she was seeing for the first time. She knew what she was supposed to do, but she couldn't help but be curious about him too. He was her father after all.
Eventually, Brooklyn and Bronx were also captured falling down chutes too. Each and every member of the clan was all caught in caged rooms of their own.
"Now it's time for the fun to begin." Demona exclaimed to her daughter. "Watch and learn."
All the gargoyles were trying to find a way out of their cages. But the bars were all electrified so they couldn't get out right away. Demona also had the floors rigged too.
"Lights out!" Demona exclaimed and pressed a button on a remote in her hand. It sent electrified currents through the floor, making the clan all scream in pain before going unconscious.
Demona went and got each gargoyle restrained in their cells. They would be out for a while. She got Goliath in shock restraints first, tied to a wall. His arms out at the sides.
Next, she left Angela in her own cell loose. She wanted nothing to befall her, but this had been something she had had to do. For now, she was left alone.
The rest of the males save Brooklyn were all locked up in restraints too. Brooklyn was the only one that was tied down to a chair in chains. Of course, Bronx was tied with a chain around his neck.
When Demona was done tying up her prisoners, aka her former clan members, she reported back to Jasira in the control room. "We have them all now, my daughter." She said proudly. "And you know which one yours is to take care of."
"Yes, Mom. But what about Angela?" Jasira asked. "Can I talk to her first?"
"I don't plan on doing anything to Angela. You'll still have your sister." Demona said, rubbing her cheek lovingly.
"But why do away with the males at all? Won't we need them for having more children someday?" Jasira asked. Demona had taught Jasira about the 'birds and the bees' too. She was of teen age, the age when all kids should know of that despite having been 'born' only a few months ago.
"Yes, but we are better off finding more males in a different clan. These males' bloodlines are no longer good." Demona exclaimed.
"You had Angela and me with two of them." Jasira pointed out, "So, their bloodlines must be good to an extent."
"True, but their bloodlines are to end here with you two girls. We must make an end to the clan, or we'll never be able to exterminate the human race." Demona explained.
"Please, don't do away with them tonight, Mom. I just want a little time to talk to two of them." Jasira pleaded. "I've just never spoken with any other gargoyles before save you."
"Alright." Demona agreed. "But your father is a threat to us."
"I understand, Mom." Jasira said.
It wasn't too soon that the clan soon awoke from their enforced sleep and found themselves in restraints in small cell rooms. Angela was the only one with open bars. Jasira left the control room to talk to her.
Angela was pacing in her cage. Why would her mother imprison her? Where was her mate and father? The others?
"Can anyone hear me?" Angela called out. But she got no answer as the walls were soundproof.
Then a door unlocked. Angela turned to see her mother standing in front of her, who she thought it was, but was surprised to see a red female that looked like a dead ringer for Brooklyn. "Who are you?" Angela asked, surprised and shocked at the same time.
"Angela, I presume?"
"Yes." Angela replied.
"I am Jasira. I am your little sister." Jasira proclaimed.
"I don't have a sister." Angela glared. "You look like Brooklyn."
"I am the daughter of Demona and Brooklyn." Jasira declared. "I look like my dad just as you have your dad's coloring."
"That's impossible. Brooklyn was never in love with my mother!" Angela retorted.
"She said that they had a fling together once and he didn't tell the clan about it. I was created with some help and here I am. But I am your half-sister." Jasira explained.
Angela knew that if that was true, Brooklyn had some explaining to do, but she remembered that when Brooklyn had been kidnapped, he had mentioned that Demona had raped him. Could Jasira be the result of that? After all, Demona had had a part in creating the clones too. Was Jasira a female clone of Brooklyn?
"Are you a clone of Brooklyn?" Angela asked.
"No, I am not a clone. I am a purebred gargoyle like yourself. Though my growth was kind of sped up to get me to the size I am now. I know I wasn't born in typical normal gargoyle fashion with hatching from an egg. I was created and born through artificial means, let's just say." Jasira explained. "But all in all, I wanted to come and introduce myself to my sister, or half-sister. Now I have to go see my father for the first time."
"Don't you think about harming him!" Angela snarled a warning.
"Or you'll what? Our mother has big plans for you, Angela and Goliath. But right now, I'm off to see the famous Brooklyn I've heard so much about." Jasira declared and left the outside room Angela was facing. She then left, slamming the door behind her.
Angela couldn't believe this was happening. She hoped Brooklyn would be alright.