A Gargoyle's Journey and Virility

Part 5

The next night, Brooklyn awoke from his stone sleep with a roar like he usually did. When he saw that he was in the cage, he had hoped it was a bad dream and it would go away when he woke up and found it wasn't a dream. He really was kidnapped.

It wasn't long before the door opened and in came Melina and the men again. She had a tray of food and water with her and the first aid kit.

"Hi." Melina greeted him.

"Hi." Brook replied.

"I wanted to see how your hands are. Can I take a look at them?" she asked?

Brooklyn gave a sly smile. Melina began to unbandage his right hand first. What she saw was healed flesh!

"Wow! You weren't kidding that the stone sleep heals." Melina declared.

"Yep. We call it the 'concrete cure.'" He said.

Melina saw that both hands were healed. No wonder he didn't have any scars on his body. Stone sleep did wonders for gargoyles. Brooklyn definitely would be worth studying.

After that, Melina gave Brooklyn the tray of food and water. He was a bit wary of it. "It's perfectly fine, I assure you. My boss doesn't want to hurt you at all, Brooklyn. He is just very curious about your abilities," she explained.

Brooklyn felt a growl in his stomach. From the scent wafting from the food, it was making his appetite grow. He sighed and from his hunger, he picked up the tray of food. He sniffed it some more.

There was chicken, mashed potatoes, some crackers, applesauce, peaches, and a couple of sugar cookies on the plate and tray, along with the water bottle. It smelled so good that Brooklyn decided he couldn't ignore it. He hoped she was right.

Melina watched as he started to eat the food she had offered. She left to let him be while he ate. He ate in a dignified manner on the camera. The humans got to see that. He used the silverware provided. He wasn't an animal after all.

Brooklyn knew that if he was to get out of here, he would need his strength. Given he was in Nevada, he didn't know where his next meal would come from, once he got out. It was a desert out there. But he was still going to bide his time and figure out a plan to get out of here.

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For the next few days, Brooklyn was left alone to settle in officially. He was given regular food and water a few times a night. At least they would be feeding him well. Melina was his only visitor who basically took care of him and gave him someone to talk to.

Ray's decision to let Melina take care of him and talk to him had been a good one. The gargoyle was responding better to a more feminine touch. But he still wanted to do the tests to see what he was capable of. If the breeding part was going to commence after the big tests, he needed to get started on it.

Ray hadn't wanted Brooklyn's food tampered with because he wanted the gargoyle to trust in eating his food. But after a week and a half of being there and nothing happening to him, it was time to get more valuable DNA from Brooklyn.

Brooklyn was eating his breakfast and he suddenly got dizzy. It didn't take long for him to black out. The rest of his food would be saved for later. Food wasn't to be wasted here. Melina felt a little guilty delivering the drugged food to him. She watched as he was placed on a gurney and taken back to the exam room.

Brooklyn's loincloth was removed from his waist so the scientists could collect some semen and sperm. Ray also wanted to study his reaction of arousal while he was out. He had a feeling the gargoyle wouldn't cooperate with him otherwise.