Night-time in New York City, the time of day during which many of the city’s freaks and other strange phenomena would come out from their hiding places, and for Chip he was no exception. Tonight he found himself in a place he frequented: an old automotive junkyard which served as a particularly handy place to scrounge for parts when his motorcycle needed repairs. However, tonight he would uncover something he wouldn’t have ever expected, another fellow freak of the night.

descendant-of-wyvern:

It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.

“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.

The other human pulled the gun up on the humanoid wolf. While he trembled, he wasn’t afraid to shoot if they got any closer to them. “W,we’re not afraid to shoot you freaks if you come closer!” While this was true, they were in fact scared of the outcome in this situation.

“I’d follow my friends words if I were you. He doesn’t kid when it comes to things like this. Now put the gun and bag down, then you could go about your day…” Brooklyn took a step forward and the one with the gun pointed at the ground near his feet to shoot a warning shot.

“I said back up!” He now aimed it at Brooklyn who did stop.