The Moon Cannot Shine Without It's Sun

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The Moon Cannot Shine Without It's Sun
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After being alive for 20.000 years alonsgide your brothers, losing one, losing your parents,your home and Thanos snapping everyone, you were ready to take a break from everything. While having a different identity and a somehow normal life, you couldn’t have guessed that a shy, Egyptian nerd would come to ask for your help which eventually led you to meet with someone you thought had betrayed you.
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Chapter 1

“Thank you so much for covering for me, Leena! I don’t know how I can pay you back…”

“Don’t worry, darling! Just bring your daughter over for a play date and everything will be fine!”

You waved at the young mother who you called as your friend and watched her get out of the shop hurriedly. You sighed heavily and sat down to look at the many people passing by with a sad yet content smile. All of these people who didn’t know anything about the snap just went on with their daily life and those who were aware of what happened were trying to adjust to life again. You were happy that everybody was safe and sound but remembering how two of your best friends died and the anguish you felt when you couldn’t feel the heartbeat of your little brother Loki was…

You shook your head when someone came in and you immediately grabbed your apron to go to the front. You passed by a young girl who was struggling with college and feeling sympathy for her, you touched her forearm slightly to give some relief to her. She looked around curiously to see if there was something wrong around her, not being used to feeling so relaxed after days of stress. You called out her name, making her scared out of the thought that she did something wrong. Smiling reassuringly at her, you made a thumbs up at her.

“ Don’t stress over college that much! It’s not that worth it and please go home early and rest! That’s an order!”

She widened her eyes at you and with slight tears, nodded her head to go and change her outfit. A pair of brown eyes were watching your interraction with curiosity and wonder. He wasn’t used to seeing such kindness on a complete stranger ever since his childhood. He slightly turned to the ancient God next to him to not catch any attention but just gaped at him since he was feeling… sadness? Love?

Can this sassy old God even love someone?

“Hey, just wondering? How do you know this woman and how can she help us?”

And why are you being all mushy?”

Marc Spector, if you talk about her like that one more time, this will be the last time you’ll ever talk.”

Steven raised a hand in surrender and just pouted, turning to look at you talking sweetly at a child, he couldn’t help but think that you were just an ordinary girl who had a simple life as a barista who was kinda cute and motherly and also great at making coffee.

Elegant look, kindness that could match even Gods, and good looks-

“Don’t you dare to think nasty things, little worm!”

“Okay, easy there Murder Bird!”

He scoffed and wanted to throw a snarky comment at him but when they heard you laugh over your phone while holding your chest thightly, Steven jumped up on his seat at Khonshu growling loudly at you- no, to the one you’re talking with.

“You know, Buck… I prevented a death today and I’d like to consider this as a character development!”

Oh, yeah? How did you do it then, doll?”

“Self restraint, of course!”

You were idly fixing the tables while talking to Bucky who became a close friend to you after helping them for some time with the new Captain America. Even after you three parted ways, they were still a part of your daily life since your daughter loved Sam’s corny jokes and your son adored how strong Bucky was. They both weren’t used to someone so young, little yet strong kids look up to them, especially Bucky who thought that he wasn’t a good man that deserved praise. Before you could scold him for laughing at your answer, you visibly beamed at hearing your son and daughter over the phone, both of them laughing joyfully.

Is that momma you’re talking? We want to talk too!”

Yes, Uncle Bucky! We want to!”

You sat down and looked at the many pastries before you absent-mindedly while Bucky was trying to set the excited kids down to let them speak to you. He couldn’t exactly blame them for their excited fidgetings since it’s been a long time they saw you and he wasn’t sure if he could keep up with their powers and smartness any longer.

Being born to the two strong Gods wasn’t that easy. The spiritualness, smartness, and limitless power the duo held between their little hands were inmeasurable and that made you worry more than anything in the life. Who knew what would happen to them if humans learnt about them? Or your enemies? Would you be able to protect them from the harsh world?

You winced when a particular harsh and angry scream erupted from your daughter. Heart pounding hard in your ribcage, you asked if everything was all right when Bucky told you that she got angry at her brother for pulling on her hair and threw a blue and white ball at him?

“Wait… Did you just say a ball of blue and white?”

“Uhh, yeah, doll… That’s exactly what I said but- Hey? Y/N? Are you there?”

“Ah, yes I am! I think I should come there quickly though… I guess her powers are starting to appear and I need to be there to calm her.”

Sighing heavily to yourself, you touched the star necklace around your neck to find some solace and comfort midst your anxiety attack. Remembering your one and only love used to bring a painful stab to your heart and an inexplicable feeling of revenge and hatred but now, there was just a hollow emptiness inside where your heart used to be. Your eyes started to sting, your heart paced faster at the memory of you two’s last day together.

The late night sky was shining with the bright twinkling light of millions of stars. The purple galaxies across the endless universe and constellations was such a sight to behold that you just admired what your lover created while swinging your feet in the river. Your father, Odin, was pretty much angry at this relationship you two created, stating that you were a princess and therefore deserved the best, strongest God as your husband… and preferably a human one. You giggled at the memory of you yelling at him so hard that your beloved Sun almost scorched the whole Asgard. You could even feel the air shifting around you and hearing what sounded like a coo and awe, you felt your cheeks turn a sweet shade of pink before sprinting out of the Great Hall to visit your lover in his realm.

And now here you were, throwing your head back fondly to look at the endless sky. Seeing your grumpy yet sweet lover, you smiled so wide that it made even the aloof God smile at your small form. It was hard, being with a 8 feet God while you were hardly 5'7 but somehow you managed by finding that he can posses a human body. You didn’t like the idea that much since he was using a poor guy who didn’t know anything and you loved the true form of him more than anything.

My Goddess, why are you smiling so hard for?

You hugged yourself hard when you heard his deep and raspy voice while he was holding his staff between his hands and folding his legs to sit next to you. Looking up at him and kissing his beak softly, you took his long arm between yours and looked at the lake before you which was painted with a deep night blue which was lighted by the little fireflies.

Nothing, My God… Just thinking about my father and you.”

Hmm… I hope you don’t think about pranking him with your brother, my star.”

Ah, never never! Me, the Goddess of Sun, Power and Eternal Life, is going to prank the Father of all Gods? No way!”

A deep chuckle rumbled inside his chest and vibrated to your own smaller figure which made you close your eyes peacefully. Inhaling and exhaling slowly, you made the most with the time you two had before you went back to the palace to work with your mother. Looking at the hollow eye-sockets of your lover, you made an attempt at speaking first. But before you could open your mouth, he beat you into it.

My Moon, My Star… You do know of how much I love you, right?

You looked at him with your pointer finger up, mouth forming a shocked “o” shape at the voice of the God of Moon and Vengeance, the one who would throw snarky comments and annoy everyone sounded so… insecure and unsure. The realization made you look at him in sadness and also curiousty, wondering why he brought this up so suddenly.

Turning your head to the big and shining Moon, you looked back at the God that was your lover who was looking down at you, waiting for an answer. You couldn’t probably see it that well, but internally, he was at the verge of freaking out. Eveey second you weren’t answering was like a year of torment, a million swords piercing his body at everywhere. He knew he was rough around the edges, that you deserved a more romantic lover who wouldn’t yell over you when you fluster him, or someone you could cuddle easily, walk around easily… The list was a long one, and unfortunately, Odin threatening the absolute shit out of him if he didn’t leave you was good enough as reason to be sentimental.

Leave my daughter alone, you little God! How can you possibly think that you’re good enough for her?!

He still remembered how your mother tried to calm him down while he was walking back to where he came from, mind already clouded by what he was supposed to talk to you. He wasn’t gonna just leave you like that just because Odin told him to. Heck, he felt like he found the other half of his existence! You, with your bubbly personality, caring self, smile full of love and eyes that couldn’t even rival the brightness of his Moon were everything to him.

And he would rip out his own heart if it meant that you could be together, even if it was in another galaxy.

You know… The Moon actually shines thanks to the Sun, and without the Moon, Sun wouldn’t have such a meaning to anyone except brightining around while burning itself for the sake of others…”

Khonshu looked at you with what you assumed as wonder and a deep love, your bond being strong with him. You definetly have a way with your words, my little one, he thought while gently caressing your hair. He hummed at you, urging you to go on and you grabbed his hand. Putting something a little heavy in his hand, Khonshu tilted his head to left and opened it, only to see a sun-shaped golden necklace. Looking at you for any affirmation, you just nodded your head and got up to put it on his body, right in the middle of his Moon Symbol.

“ You’re the reason I don’t loose myself, the reason I always give life and enlighten paths for people. I’d like to think that we both complete each other and… I really don’t believe my life would have such a meaning if you weren’t in… there…”

You blushed and shied away from him, taking a few steps back when you felt him freeze and get tense. You beat yourself in your mind for speaking so carelessly and pouring your heart out at him. You two weren’t even in that part of your relationship! You didn’t even mutter any “I love you"s to each other, and you had to go and utter such words! Idiot YN!

” Why?“

He didn’t know why exactly he said that, I mean you literally serenaded to him and he asked "why?”. But he really wondered the reason. You were such a powerful God, beauty that could rival Helen of Troy, or Aphrodite and Hathor and every Goddess all around the realm yet, you chose to be with him. You chose to love him, cherish him ‘till the day you’d die and felt so strongly about him that you even created your very own hidden heaven just for you two to come and love each other.

Knitting your eyebrows, you smiled sweetly and kissed his forehead. Lingering there a few second, you took a step back and put his hand on your chest, right where your heart was.

Because I’m in love with you.”

And just like that, he pulled you to his lap and smelled your every part, he always thought that even though there was a heart, nothing could make it beat so loudly. Not protecting humans, not ripping hearts, not Hathor’s music, nothing.

Except you…

My Moon, be mine. Let me make you mine and cherish you forever in the presence of our love for each other.

Feeling every inch of love he had for you through his lovesick voice, you nodded at him with slight tears. Bandaged hands started to caress your body and took you in his arms to go where your palace was residing. You couldn’t help but caress the skull and whisper to him.

Silly, Don’t you know I’ve always been yours..?

And the Moon shone so bright that it was visible even in the morning and the Sun was shining in such a warm yet strong way that people were curious yet happy since their days will go with peace. You two made your bond stronger by making love to each other for the first time, both in his true form and in a human, laughed freely and happily, not caring about how you’ll be in trouble for all the bruises he gave to you but you were fine. You had your lover here, with you, soon to be married for eternal life… Turning to look at him, you softly kissed his jaw and closed your eyes for the sleep to take you over…

Not knowing that the Sun you adored so much would loose its spark in a matter of seconds, and the heart that was once filled with love would be nothing but a heart that screamed for one thing:

Revenge.

*****

“Lee! There is a creepy looking guy and a sweet girl looking straight at you for the past 30 minutes! Shall we call the police!?”

When a co-worker whisper yelled at you, you almost fell of the chair, if not for grabbing the table at the last minute. You looked at her with wide eyes, almost hearing what seemed like an amused chuckle and she got panicked, stuttering over her words while trying to apologize but you cut her off to understand who she was talking about and where that damn chuckle was coming from.

“What man and woman? Where? Show me, show me!”

“Right behind you but don’t be too… Obvious…”

She sighed annoyed when you turned abruptly to look at what she was talking about, and you saw a curly-haired woman who had a sweet yet awkward smile and a man looking at you as if you were his next prey with soft curls that fell on his forehead. By the look of his eyes, you could guess that he was somehow in a lot of wars or jobs that included killing, not serial killer since he wouldn’t come with a girl to observe his victim, maybe a mercinary or something like that.

Keeping the eye contact, you turned on where you were sitting and looked at them with whole of your body turned to them, legs dangling both sides of the chair. Leaning down a little bit more, you tilted your head to see if any of them would stop looking, whether it was out of discomfort or their human eyes finally loosing the batte against being dry for so long.

“Are we going to keep staring at each other until your eyes will dry so hard that not even water would help, or are you going to stop?”

And you smirked in victory when both of them groaned out in discomfort, rubbing their eyes to ease the pain. You chuckled and grabbed your eye drop for dry eyes, whistling at them, you threw it at the girl while fixing your clothes.

“You know, staring at people is rude and you even kept looking at me when I clearly warned you? You got some real guts, darlings!”

You stood in front of them, folding your arms in front of your chest, waiting for them to finish dropping the eye drop. You turned your head to the back slightly and smiled at your co-workers to let them know that everything was fine and that you were going to deal with the duo. Taking off your notebook and pencil, you waited for them to talk so you can just go and prepare their orders and go back to your place to your kids.

“Okay, gentleman, my lady, what may I bring you?”

“Look, we aren’t here for-”

“An Iced-Latte and Americano would be great! Right, Marc?”

You looked at them with a bored yet curious gaze and raising your brow at the look the woman was giving him, thight lips with half wide eyes that screamed for him to shut up, you shrugged your shoulders and wrote their orders. Smiling at their way, you went back to your place and started to prepare what they wanted while trying not to laugh at their banter.

“Look, I know you want to ease into the talk but we don’t really have time! Harrow is right on our tail and-”

“And freaking her out would be no help, Marc! If she really is who she is, than she already knows everything just let us get her trust!”

Oh My, What could two mortals do with a God?, you thought, while twisting your rings anxiously. You could just march up right there, tell them to go away since they’d be throwing themselves into more danger by being with you but your mind couldn’t help but wonder: Who was this Harrow and how do they know who you are?

Meanwhile, a certain ancient God was right behind you, with his staff planted on the marble floor firmly. He extended a bandaged hand out to you, wanting to touch the face he dreamed of seeing again for all these centuries but he looked at you in shock since his hand just… slipped through you. He shuffled where he was standing and clutched the sun shaped necklace on his chest thightly, as if he was in pain. He didn’t understand, do you not see him? Was he wrong about this woman being you? Did you forget about him?

Marc, thinking that Khonshu was right behind him, turned to question the God but when he saw that there was no one, he frantically looked around, finding him right next to you, trying to touch you and fail miserably. He nudged Layla and they both looked at him curiously while Layla was sad. She frowned at the scene since the snarky, grumpy God looked like a little kid trying to grab his mother and that he was somehow looking at her with pure sadness and a sullen look. Layla turned to Marc and leaned down to his ear to speak what was in her mind.

“Do you think… Maybe they have a shared past? It’s not normal for him to be so… depressed.”

“I don’t know but I guess we’re about to find out…”

You shivered slightly and looked around to see if there was any open windows than necessary and upon finding none, you grabbed their drinks and walked towards them. Smiling to yourself at the delighted look on the woman’s face which made you smile softly at her even more and before you could go and change your outfit, she called out to you.

“U-Uh, Miss! Can we talk a little bit!”

“Uh… Sure, just let me change quickly okay?”

When you came from the back room and sat down in front of them, you could see that the man next to her was no longer the one you saw earlier. Sure, the body was the same but the look he was giving were shy? Anxious, and a little bir excited?

“Sorry for asking this but… Are you Egyptian?”

“Uh, yeah! I am and my friend here is-”

“You sure?”

They both looked at you with their mouths hanging open widely, the man spilling his coffee almost over himself and you gighled delightfuly at their shocked faces while handing a napkin to the poor man who thanked you stuttering.

“Ahh, that’s the best part of the day! But seriously, your pheromone levels are quite high to be just friends and I’m not dumb… Actually I didn’t mean the sexual tension you both have, more like you used a singular word whereas there are 3 people in one body…”

“Holy Fuck, she really is a Goddess!”

“Shhh, you idiot! Don’t shout thing like that!”

You closed his mouth with your hand and looked around you anxiously to see if there was anyone who heard you. You sighed in relief since most people were outside and sat back down on your seat. Looking at them with hooded eyes and a tired look, you lifted your head to look at the woman before you.

“Look, sweetheart… I don’t know who do you think I am or how much you know about me but I’m not the one to help you…”

“Wait, please! We know you faced many shit but you have to listen to us, you’re the only one that could help us and if you don’t want to help, then we’ll let you go!”

Layla would have pressured you into listening to them more, even using harsh words but the look on your eyes touched her heart deeply. The tired eyes,dull look that screamed to let go of you… They were the same eyes she used to have and even though she didn’t have a great sense of feeling people’s emotions, she was sure as hell that you have been through a lot.

Thinking about her offer for a minute, you looked at the door and to them, trying to decide which option was better. To be honest, walking through that door and never looking back was a good idea. You didn’t even know these people, you owed nothing to them to accept their offer and you weren’t in the mood to deal with a bunch of kids… But the desperation and scared look in their eyes, even though they tried to hide it, was clear and that made you sit straight on your seat. Whining and pinching the bridge of your nose, you nodded and accepted to talk.

The woman, who later told you her name was Layla, smiled in gratitude and looked at the man beside her, Steven who had three alters, to speak since things were about to get complicated.

“Okay so, even I don’t really understand what really is going on but one time I woke up in the middle of a meadow, got chased down by people and was holding a dung beetle. Later, I saw a man who was talking about the other world, the after life and then used a cane and then sucked the life out of a woman, saying that maybe bad thing will happen in the future and then everyone screamed-”

All Hail Ammit, right?”

“Yes! But how did you..?”

“Ammit is the ancient Egyptian God that devoured the soul of those who she deemed unworthy. Eater of Hearts, Devourer of the Dead… Please, continue with your story, Steven Grant.” though shocked and flabbergasted, Steven pulled himself together and kep explaining what had happened so far.

“ And I don’t know they were after the dung beetle and when I opened it, it just started to fly around, there is a God that wants me to be his avatar, well actually Marc is his but since he’s inside my body, I kinda am his avatar too… And how do you know my surname, I didn’t even tell you!?

You sighed lovingly at the man who forgot that you were a Goddes yourself and waited for him to realize his mistake and when he did, he blushed so hard that he just wanted to crawl under the blankets and hide there forever. You pat his hand softly, telling him that it was okay and asked him to show you the beetle. Inspecting it while turning it upside down, you started to murmur to yourself.

“ The ancient Egyptians identified this with creation, the indisputable strength of masculinity, procreation, wisdom, reincarnation, immortality and renewal… Ammit has been imprisoned for centuries and if there is a man, using her powers to collect souls… and thinking of the meaning of dung beetle… It’s obvious that this Harrow man is trying to set her free, Steven…”

You gave it back to him and rubbed your face while thinking. The Egyptian Gods have always been into chaos more than anyone, being like little children and all that. They never gathered around one topic or aim, resulting in more chaos. They didn’t even care about humanity anymore, opting to observe them through their avatars and even then, they didn’t really give a single fuck about them. Always thinking so highly of themselves, looking down at humans… No wonder you hated their guts.

If this man would set Ammit free… You didn’t want to imagine what would happen to the world.

“But… How can we stop them? We don’t even know any God except you and you might not even help-”

“Who told you I’m not gonna help? I mean sure I’d have loved to have the retired life but… Unfortunately, if you come face to face with the other Gods, they wouldn’t be nice to you… and probably wouldn’t listen either. With me in the picture, they’d have no choice but listen.”

“And Miss Lee… Since you’re gonna help, can we learn your real name and identity please? If that’s… okay?”

Looking at her sharply, you looked down and up at her, knowing that you were making them anxious second by second. Grinning joyfully, you nodded your head and popped a lollipop into your mouth, extending your hand out for her to shake.

“Nice to meet you, Layla El-Faouly! I’m the Goddess of Sun, Power snd Immortal Life… Daughter of Odin and Frigga, elder sister of Thor and Loki, a mother of two children and a woman who is this close to loose her shit.”

She laughed at your way of introducing and watched you hug Steven to yourself lovingly, patting his head softly and praising him for being smart enough to find you. He curiously looked at your right and you turned your eyes at where he was looking but seeing no one, you ssked him what he was looking at.

“Oh, nothing! It’s just… we didn’t find you, he showed you to us…”

“He? Who?”

“It’s the God of-”

Everyone inside the shop screamed when multiple bullets sounded around. Protecting Layla and Steven, tucking their head under your arms, you looked around to see a man with a cane walking towards you three. Creating a light shield around them, you took tentaive steps to the man looking at you with a fond smile. Feeling uneasy of his presence, you took out your staff and directed it to him. He stopped where the end of your sun staff ended, he bowed in front of you.

“O’ the strong Goddess of the West, the one who enlightens paths and give what they desire, I find such pleasure in meeting the daughter of Odin…”

“As much as I like being praised, I really would rather you talk to me standing up, Arthur Harrow.”

Smiling at you, he got up and after setting your staff down, he kissed your hand softly which made you raise a brow at his action. Meanwhile, Steven and Marc was having a headache over Khonshu screaming right next to him.

IF YOU LET HIM TOUCH HER ONE MORE TIME, MARC SPECTOR, STEVEN GRANT, I’LL TEAR DOWN EVERY SINGLE MUSCLE OUT OF YOU!!”

Not being aware of what was happening behind you, Arthur started to talk while looking at you in astonishment.

“I never thought I’d see the day I’d be in front of such power but even someone like me can get lucky from time to time…”

“Cut the bullshit, darling… Enough of the praises, I already know why you’re here.”

“Then you also know that I’ve come here to convince you to join-”

Who do you think you are, convincing me? I am the one that will decide on what I’ll do and I’m the only one who will decide whether you’re telling truth or not!”

Layla and Steven let out a wow at your voice echoing all around, and your body shining in an angry orange and red, Arthur’s men took a few steps back but he only came closer to you with a manic grin. Directing your staff at him again, he didn’t care and continued to talk.

“Oh, I can see why such a power is coming from you… Who would have guessed that a Goddess can have revenge inside of her so powerful that it’s enough to burn everything?”

“I don’t have revenge or anything like that inside me, watch your tongue, boy…”

“Oh, but you do. The fall of your home, your brother and your friends, being betrayed by the one you thought who loved you… So many sins have been committed against you…” he continued to taunt you with sweet voice and soft spoken truths as your hand started to shake. It's been a while since you sat down to think about everything, all the pain you went through and everything that went wrong.

But you never imagined it would be like this, with a man getting ready to destroy the world.

“Shut up…”

“I know the feeling… The same God who spoke such lovely words to you, whispering his love and affections also deceived me as well…”

Well, that caught your attention. Did he even know what he was talking about? Did he really know Khonshu at some point? You looked him up and down to see if he was throwing any lies at you but you saw… none.

With wide eyes, you lowered your guard and looked at him with big, shaky eyes. Seeing that he was getting under your skin, Marc took over an tried to break the shield that surrounded them.

“Do you… really know him? I mean-”

“Khonshu? The ever changing God? Yes, my dear… I know him and how he betrayed me just like how he betrayed you…” his blue eyes shone with sympathy as he lowered his defences, hands open at both sides as if to welcome you. Meanwhile, Marc grunted in pain and cursed at you for creating such a strong shield.

And the fact that Khonshu was screaming and trashing out didn’t help.

MARC! SAVE HER FROM HIS CLUTCHES!”

“Who is that woman to you anyways?! WHY ARE YOU SO-”

BECAUSE SHE’S MY WIFE, YOU IDIOT!

"YOUR FUCKING WHAT?!!”

Before Arthur would try and touch you with his filthy hands, you heard the breaking of your shield and it was as if something switched back on. Growling at the man before you, you punched him hard from the balls and threw him away from you. Fighting against the men surrounding you, you turned to look at Steven and Layla to see if they were fine but what you saw made you falter and silently cry…

For the same bandages and Moon shape was on Steven, and your husband standing right in front of you protectively with a pleading and crushed look…

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