Chapter 2
“Khonshu..?”
“My Love…”
Looking right in front of you and lifting your head, the one your soul seeked to have was right there. Bandaged hand being raised as if to protect you, staff held thightly. Arthur seemed to realize that he was right in front of you since he couldn’t exactly move towards you anymore and smirked knowingly, malice evident.
“Is he standing in front of you? Protecting you? Good thing that he eventually came but don’t you think it’s a little late?”
Growling at what he said, feeling overwhelmed by the sudden sight of your supposed-to-be-husband, you took Marc’s and Layla’s hands into yours and started to run out of the shop. Racing to their car, Arthur yelled after you, knowing very well that the seed of doubt is now planted deep in your heart.
“ You know better than anyone to trust the Moon, the one that changes all night! You’re the ever standing one and he will change!”
“HOW IN THE NINE REALMS DID YOU MANAGE TO RUIN MY PEACE IN LESS THAN 20 MINUTES?!”
“Uh… Ma'am-”
“DON’T! THAT’S WHY I DECIDED TO NOT TO DEAL WITH HUMANITY FOR SOME TIME!”
Sighing angrily and throwing your hands around, you panted hard and grabbed the table next to you harshly, knuckles turning white and panting as if you had just ran a marathon. You were a mess, both inside and out. Two humans came, almost got you killed, then you had to deal with a psycho and now were hiding in an old building with protection sigils around the walls. Looking at each of them, you thanked your mother who taught you magic since you were her one and only daughter who probably got the magic trick. Even in your anxious state you couldn’t help but remember what you had with your mother and brother Loki, since you two were her only two children that had knack at magic…
Running through the halls of the palace with your hand holding Loki’s thighter, you stopped behind a pillar and yanked him to yourself to hide from the guards. Giggling at your brave attempt at stealing his favorite meal, Loki nudged at your arm to let you look at him. Turning and giving the meal to him happily, you two began to chat while sitting on a bench that saw the fountain in your home.
“I can’t believe you just stole something! What if something happens?! It’s not what a princess should-”
“Well, I’m not an ordinary one! One day, We all will fight shoulder-to-shoulder and I need to be prepared!”
Munching on the meat while swinging your little legs happily, Loki looked at you strangely which made you raise brow in question. Loki always looked up at you, both he and Thor did. You were their second mother, always being there for them when training would take a toll on Thor and people whispering about him became too much for Loki to handle. He was used to being looked down or not being acknowledged at all but with you? He felt like he was the most important person in all of the universe which… made some very petty fights to happen between the two brothers.
Which was the case again.
“Loki… Is there something you’re not telling me with the fight with Thor? ‘Cause I feel like there is…”
He grumbled under his breath and turned to his side to not to let you see him blush in embarresment. It was really childish maybe, at least to others, but was wanting your attention really that wrong that Thor almost punched him?
“I know that you want to spend your time with me but… Thor is also my brother and he deserves my time as much as you do.”
“Doesn’t he already have enough?”
Raising your brows in shock and gasping loudly, Loki face palmed and moved to stand up and run away. You were faster than him though, so before he could take a run for it, you grabbed his arm and looked at his eyes.
You always knew how people treated your little brother. He didn’t look like you and Thor, he was more like a naughty boy than a prince to most but inside, he was just a boy who was scared of thunders. He was just a little kid that seeked his parents’ and sister’s attention and wanted to make them proud. He was just another boy who wanted his father to acknowledge him…
Twisting you brows in sympathy, you hugged him thightly to yourself and whispered the words that he wouldn’t forget even if thousands of years would pass by.
“Loki, you don’t have to be anyone else. You don’t even have to compete with Thor. Even if I love him, you’ve been always the apple of my and our mother’s eye… Father doesn’t have to approve of you, you are already the best for us…”
While Loki was busy hugging you thightly, a certain God of Moon was watching your interaction fondly while creating new constalletions. Humming slowly to himself, he looked at his staff then at you and waved it just for you.
“My ever kind love… Your kindness definetly deserves a star that humanity would forever remember… Not that they can even shine better than you…”
“We’re trully sorry, Y/N… We didn’t know he would find us even then and-”
“Tell me Steven, Marc, whoever is there… Is Khonshu here right now?”
They couldn’t see your face but the cold and empty tone of your voice sent shivers to their bodies. Your neck looking down at the ground while your long nails were tapping the wooden table patiently but to them, it sounded nothing like that. More like a click of a clock that was counting the time until their death.
When you turned your head to look at them out of the corner of your eye sharply, you saw that Steven was fidgeting anxiously while looking up at the corner of the room. You smirked to yourself silently, thinking that you made Marc kinda, lowkey, scared of yourself enough that Steven had to come out. Bad choice, you thought, the man was a sweet one and you kinda started to have a soft spot for both of them. You really didn’t want to scare them but if that was what needed to be done, then so be it.
“So Do I not mean even the slightest to you that you wouldn’t show yourself, Khonshu? You were pretty quick to do so before though…”
Khonshu hummed under his breath angrily, not liking how you put yourself down and how your voice sounded. All the time he was being imprisoned, he dreamt of having you between his arms again. To love and cherish you, finally getting married to you and possibly living a good life…
Your cold attitude and angry self weren’t what he expected…
Marc, and Steven, watched in amazement since the God didn’t make you repeat yourself and showed himself. Bandages swinging back and forth like a cape, staff in his hand, Khonshu was looking down at you with what seemed like a lovesick and almost dumb aura. He could feel that his very grace, his soul, his whole existence was screaming to just lounge at you and crush you in his embrace. He didn’t even think about the image he had to uphold, being the cold and merciless God when it came to criminals, but fuck it all, he waited for many centuries for this-
Layla screamed in fear when you threw a strong punch and kick at his head suddenly which sent him miles away. When she finally had the courage to look at you closely, probably to calm you down and scold you, what she saw shocked her and she couldn’t help but put a soft hand on your shoulder with sympathy in her eyes.
Your eyelids were almost red, probably from holding yourself back from crying and your nose was scrunched up as if you were in misery, as if someone just stabbed you and were now twisting the knife deeper inside you. Hand shaking because of anger, you jumped up high to land on where he exactly was.
You were not done, you wouldn’t be done before you at least took out all your pent up anger, sadness and tiredness. You always blamed yourself for his sudden disappearance, thought that you did something wrong. Was my words too much for him? Did he not really care about me? Did he just… want to get me on his bed? Was I just time way to pass some time?
Growling at him, you summoned your dagger to point it right at his chest, burning the bandages slightly. Khonshu didn’t do anything to stop you, he knew you were hurt… Hurt because of him. He was aware that maybe, leaving you wasn’t the right way to protect you. Looking up at you, he raised a hand to touch your leg tenderly, pointer finger creating goosebumps in their path. You cursed at him for knowing the effect it had on you, it used to get you excited and calm but right now?
You just wanted to punch the skull so hard it would twist mid-air mindlessly.
“Where the fuck have you been, Khonshu? Watching from the sidelines again?”
“My Moon, I-”
“Don’t. I no longer am yours… And Layla, Steven… You can come out…”
Sighing disappointedly, you fixed your clothes and walked away from where they were. You could sense that they were watching you, trying to understand what was going on inside your mind.
But even you didn’t understand… You will never do, you were broken beyond repair .
“Okay, what the fuck just happened? She just threw you away like a rag doll and you did nothing! Besides, what’s that with her being your wife!? Isn’t she a Norse Goddess?”
“Steven, the real question is… She was supposed to be happy to see him but, she was ready to kill him… You didn’t see the look on her face but I did and it was… of a broken woman who was let down by someone she cared about..”
Looking at the deity before them, Layla had a pretty judging look in her eyes. She didn’t know what exactly happened but, she could understand your pain in a way. When she first saw the divorce papers, the feeling of dread filling her gut when she thought Marc wanted to get rid of her… She shook her head and went after you since she would be the only one you didn’t get angry at.
Marc was having another crisis inside. He knew he wasn’t supposed to trust you that easily, someone who could end lives but… It was odd that you really jumped on your supposedly husband, not out of joy rather than with the intention of hurting.
“What have you done to make her that angry, huh? Guess you’re not the best-”
“I did what you had done, little worm… And that, wasn’t the brightest idea…”
“Look, Sam, I know you are gonna get super mad but I did nothing!”
“Girl, what happened again?”
“What do you mean by 'again’?! It’s not like I am creating havoc all the time!”
You kicked the stone before you while sighing out defeatedly. You were beating yourself up after what you had done but in your defense, he was the one who left you all alone without a single word. Right after your first time, even worse! Talking with Sam, who had became your annoying and dumb friend, was like a therapy session for you. No money, no shitty man with glasses trying to dive deep into your life… Just some free jokes and clouds all around!
“Look, Y/N… I understand you’re angry-”
“More than angry! I’m fuming!”
“Okay, right. I really understand you but, don’t you think there is something more? Like about his disappearance-”
“Sam… That’s not only about him leaving me… That’s about me, seeing him in the arms of another. And guess who it was?”
The Goddess of Love, none other than Hathor…
You knew she was kinda jealous of you. There were many Gods and Goddesses fighting for your hand in marriage and the love you used to share with Khonshu would of course make her sour. You were sad, at that time. Young, confused, and slightly hurt since you couldn’t find the one who made you see starts, literally. And wandering from Hall to Hall, instead of beaming with joy… You saw him hug her, craddle her as if she was a fragile thing, making your heart shudder to the ground and Asgard’s sky fill with clouds…
Not aware that the one who was breaking apart was you.
“Sam, I understand that you want me to have a happy life but you know, my family is dead, my home is destroyed, there is a crocodile lady who’s trying to destroy the world and I’m dealing with a man who has 3 alters and my ex while missing my kids so excuse me If I sound petty but I’ve all the right to be like that.”
“Okay, okay, you’re right. But don’t worry about the kids, me and Luna are having a great time by acting like Cindirella that you’re a fat loser for missing this. Right, Luna!”
“Yes, mama! Go and kick some bad guy asses!”
Knitting your brows angrily, yet trying to conceal your giggling, you created a little light version of your kids together between your palms.
“Sam, tell Buck to not to swear in front of the kids.”
“Well, I’ll try but… are you gonna help them? Will you be fine?”
“I don’t wanna go through the same ’ don’t kill me but make me stronger’ anymore, I’d actually prefer the opposite but I guess I have no other choice…”
“But… Uh, try to look at it in a better way: You could have woken up with no powers one day and you’re one hell of a strong woman! I’m sure you’ll do something with it… If you need help, don’t hesitate to call and try not to kill him!”
“No promises!”
Not listening to his protests, you put your phone away and with a hand move, you brought the woman who was listening to you close to yourself. Seeing her frightened state, you smiled sweetly at her and bounced her curls inside your hand. Feeling sorry for scaring her, you gave her a chocolate, the one she loved and twirled her hair between your fingers.
“Now, you kinda know why I did what I did…”
Nodding at you, not being sure how to approach this, she just sat there waiting for you to say anything.
“So… what’s your story with Marc? It’s been a long time since I had a talk with a woman with these kind of things.”
Twirling the ring inside her palm, she started to tell you about her. She was sure Marc would scold the hell out of her for telling this much about themselves but, for some reasons, she trusted you more than anyone. She was right to think how she thought though, if you would’ve wanted to kill them, you would’ve done that a long time ago. You had limitless power which could end the world in a second.
Besides, you trully looked like a sweet woman and she enjoyed your presence already. It was like, being in a meadow, surrounded by different flowers and the soft wind while watching the sunset type of feeling.
“ Oh darling, men and them, thinking that running away or pushing their loved ones away would solve everything magically…”
“Yeah, you tell me! The first time I saw him and he told me that he wasn’t Marc, I was so ready to punch him!”
Laughing at your similar situations, you hugged from the side which surprised her. Not that she didn’t like it but… She really loved it. It was as warm as a mother’s hug and as sincere as a sister’s, she widened her eyes at this and slided away from you, feeling like she betrayed her family in a way.
Understanding her and not wanting to make her more uncomfy, you stood up and helped her get up.
“So… Where are we going? You said that Harrow already has the beetle…”
“Uhh, Cairo actually? Apparently, her thomb is there and we need to find her before him-”
“That’s why we should move ladies!”
Seeing Marc trudging to you two, you looked around to see if Khonshu was still around which Marc answered with.
“He isn’t here. Said that he needed to do something…”
“When does he not… Anyways, you don’t have to worry about going there and about the money kind of mundane things!”
“What do you- Holy Fuck, please do that more often.”
Seeing themselves inside a very, very rich looking room, they both went to look at all the shiny things while you were smirking at yourself. Watching their reactions amused you and when a knock was heard from the door, you eased them and went to answer the door. Seeing the same old lady who helped you a lot, you also smiled in her way and told her that two people were staying in this room as your guests. Looking at the duo behind you, she smirked slyly and asked you something they couldn’t really understand.
But by the grin you were sending at each of them whole pointing your finger to two of them and creating a heart shape, they felt their cheeks blush under your meaningfull look.
“Oh trust me, they’re gonna stay here for the night~”
Sending the lady off, you opened a hidden wall behind the shelf and went inside. Taking several weapons you went out again and opened the balcony window to let the wind come inside. Looking at the Moon that started to shine slowly, you took big steps to the ledge when Marc stopped you.
“Hey, where are you going?”
“To talk with… Khonshu. There are a few things I need to talk with him. Don’t worry, I’ll make him let go of you for tonight!”
Winking at him, you almost tripped yourself and fell to the ground after what he mumbled next.
“I don’t think a God who makes me kill people would listen but yeah, go on.”
“Excuse me, he makes you do what?!”
Khonshu, on the other hand, was sitting near a cliff, thinking deeply. He didn’t understand the reason of your behaviour, he knew you could get childish sometimes, a part of you that he loved since it was contrasting to his yet adorable, but that would always be in a gentle way. You would never loose the twinkle that appeared whenever you saw him standing near somewhere, a twinkle that was even brighter than any star. Something that always brightened his dark thoughts, after all, he made stars shine like that just because of you.
To remember you even if he was being punished for it.
There was another reason why his heart was hurting, clenching painfully inside. Kids, you said. When did you have them? Did you forget him and moved on? Was this Buck the one you conceived them with? If so, then he definetly will need to find an original way to-
“YOU HAVE BEEN FORCING HIM TO KILL PEOPLE FOR YOU?! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU???!”
Marching up at him angrily with red fire on the end of your clothes, a sign that you were pissed, he tilted his head at you and stood up. It was a funny sight really, a 8 feet God and a Goddess that was barely over 5'5, calling out to what he did to a mortal who wouldn’t live past 80.
“I’m not gonna deny it, yes, I made him to ot but for a good reason. All of these were criminals, disgusting parasites…”
“Oh, so now, you’re the judge of that? Who gave you the right?”
“I’m the vengeance, darling. It’s what I-”
“If you call me with one more word of affection, I’ll not be responsible for anything!”
Panting hard at him while pointing a finger at his chest, hitting him repeatedly, his chest ached. Not because of you but for you. The eyes he loved so much, the ones which would search everywhere for him, ones who would show kindness and compassion to everyone. Your hair that swayed with the wind, giving you an ethereal look which made him soar with utter and unconditional love…
Now they were dull, your hair loosing its sparkle after all this time and all the fights you were in. Your eyes, being a hallow and shell of your previous ones. When he accepted to be banished, there was only one condition, one thing he wanted the most:
For you to be safe and not take a part in the wars that weren’t yours…
“My Moon, please… It’s been so long since I felt your presence…”
You could’ve punched him, threw his arm away but even if he was with another, showed care for someone that wasn’t you… You loved him with everything you had and you still do and for that, you hated yourself.
Sniffling silently, you didn’t do anything to stop him from caressing you. You smiled slightly and instinctively, your hand took a hold of his bandaged one, tightening your hold on it. You couldn’t lie to him anymore, or to yourself in that matter.
You were still in love with him, just as strong as before.
“Why… Why did you use me like that? Why did you go after another? Why did you steal the Heart of Asgard?”
“My Star… I… I don’t know, even if I’m a God, about what you’re telling me. I never had my eyes on anyone other than you. It would burn my very soul to even think about another when I have the most amazing woman…”
Scrunching your face in confusion, you lifted your head to look at his eyes deeply. You wanted to get mad at him for even telling you that you were lying. You saw with you eyes, him hugging Hathor and your necklace which was known as the Heart of Asgard was on your neck when you and him slept…
You weren’t delusional.
Looking at him sharply, you took several steps behind to avoid him but he took even more bigger ones towards you. He was confused, to say the least, about what you were saying. How could you even think he would be with another? Cherish them when you were the reason the sky always shined bright with the stars, the reason that everyone loved to look at it? Did something happen when he was gone?
Worried about what might have happened to you, he took a hold of your shoulders suddenly and came close to you.
“My Moon, what was the last memory of us that you remember?”
“The hell? Are you really making fun of me right now? Look, if you don’t want-”
“ There has never been anything or anyone I had wanted more in my existence but please, tell me. What was it?”
Seeing his urgency and panic, you didn’t fight back anymore.
“The first and also the last time we had been… together. In the morning, you weren’t there and I-I saw you with… with Hathor… You were hugging her and caressing her and I was there, watching helplessly, feeling used that I just-”
And finally, all the tears of your years of torture broke loose at remembering your last encounter with him. Hugging him thightly, you sobbed on his chest. You were sure that your face was red from crying out that loudly that you couldn’t breathe. Feeling your chest tighten and panic rise, you looked at him frantically with fear in your irises. Your powers had always gone out of control when you felt things deeply. One time, you almost destroyed a realm because of this. Not wanting the same to happen, you looked at him to find a solution, to calm you with shaky eyes.
Seeing your state, he hurriedly gathered you between his arms, understanding what you wanted, he shushed you and cooed soft words into your ears sweetly. He felt his chest burn in pain with his every cell, seeing the muse of his creation so broken made him beat himself up for his decision of leaving you. He thought it was the best, you deserved so much more, like a human partner for one. You didn’t deserve to deal with his childish attitude or the jealousy but you still sacrificed so much for him, never even thinking of leaving. You were devoted to him and him only, creating a bond so strong yet admirable. You even gave up on your right to the throne just because your father told you that he wouldn’t see your marriage as a real one.
Why did you sacrifice so much for him?
“Shh, my love… I’ll not let you get hurt now… I’m sorry I let it happen…”
“We could’ve been happy, Khonshu… We could’ve been a happy family together, why did you leave without a word?!”
Screaming at his chest painfully, Khonshu just broke apart right there at the mention of “we”. If it was true then that meant the kids you always mentioned were… his…
“My Moon, is… Is it true? Are the kids you talked about really… ours?”
“What did you think? I only ever loved you, it was always you…”
Finally calming down, leaving the gasps only after your attack. You slumped back against his slender figure, breathing him in at peace that he was finally with you. The pain, longing, the hardships you had to endure while and after having your kids… All of them were worth it after having your prides and joys between your arms. Smiling softly yet tiredly at him, you felt the guilt gnawing at your heart. You frowned when you remembered how you yelled at him, how you didn’t listen to him at all.
Tugging his hand to let it rest over your hips, you mumbled a sincere apology.
“I’m sorry I yelled at you like that… I should’ve listened to you…”
“For what it’s worth, I’m so sorry, My Moon… I don’t know who that was you saw as me but as long as the Sun and the Moon are on the sky, my love for you will embrace the whole universe.”
Cooing at him and his love-filled words, you sat on his leg at threw your arms around him, crying at his shoulder not out of sadness but utter joy. He returned to your hug just as willingly and swayed you back and forth. He was shocked but happy that he had tiny versions of you, hoping that they didn’t have a bird skull like he does, but felt even more like an ass at the fact that he left you all alone, practically pregnant. He wished to be present in their lives, he wanted to learn everything about them. What their first words were, how they took their first steps, what their favorite colour was… Even though he just learnt their existence, he already vowed to protect them with everything he had. He didn’t want them to involve themselves with the Ennead since he was their father and there was a high chance that they were stronger than any of them, sure that the council would use them for their benefits.
But for now, he just wanted to listen to the stories you three created and what happened to you. Hearing him say this and seeing he already took up on the role of a father quickly, your heart soared deeply and with a huge smile on your face you began to tell every single one of them. In your excitement, you slipped a secret you’ve been keeping to yourself, even Bucky didn’t know!
“And then, there was this one time when Zeus tried to approach me to you know what, and then Cyrus just striked him with a sun-whip! I had to go and make peace with them since we didn’t need-”
“Zeus tried to… touch you?”
Looking at him with wide eyes, you stammered and immediately tried to stop him from going on a rampage. He was quite the possesive God, I mean once you told him this he answered with a glare as 'So you’re seeing other Gods?’ and you just let it there, and you didn’t want to know what he would to the Olympos! Dammit I just made peace!
“D-darling, there is nothing going on anymore! He’s way too scared of our son that he never did anything!”
“I’m proud of my boy but He will learn he can’t touch what’s mine! By the way… They don’t have skulls like mine, right?”
I missed his possesiveness, you thought while fangirling inside. His way of claiming had always made you giggly but even after 20.000 years, it was a surprise that it still had the same effect on you.
But when the last part of his sentence left him, you couldn’t help but let out a high pitched crack at him while holding your stomach. You shook your head no, and in a way, you could see where the questions was coming from. When you first learnt about your pregnancy, you feared that you’d have to give birth to a baby bird and even freaked out in several occasions that your mother just slapped the back of your head, telling that stress wasn’t good on the baby.
“As much as I’m fawning over you, darling… I’d like to have some personal time with you, preferably alone.”
Standing frozen for a few seconds, he completely forgot about his anger before and put his staff on the ground anxiously. Seeing him stumble in his steps made you cover your mouth to not to let him see you grinning widely. It all reminded you when he first came to you, all shy and cute, to ask for your permission to court you…
“Y/N Odinsdottir, your kindness and compassion blinds even the most genorous God here and the beauty and power you hold makes everyone lower to kneel before you. But I, only came here to stand next to you as your lover… I’ve hung the stars and the Moon for you every night to remember you… Please allow me to court you and cherish you!”
“Well, then my Moon… How about dancing in front of our Moon and Sun?”
Extending his hand out for you to take, he started to turn you around yourself and twirled you towards him, your back meeting his. The Moon shone brighter than usual, being content over its master’s happiness.
He looked into your eyes. He let you down once, resulting in tragedy for both of you. He still didn’t tell you about everything, the banishment and other… things but for now, he was happy to have you with himself. He knew that forgiving him would take time but he would give however time you wanted.
He just hoped that you’d forgive him.
“My Love, I don’t ask you to forgive me so easily after what I had let happen to you and our little ones but… Just know that I left because I didn’t want you to hate me like other Gods did… I just wanted to protect you from myself and what would come for loving me…”
“Silly God, have you ever thought that maybe you were hurting me by 'protecting me’? We’re stronger together, remember? The Moon can’t shine without the Sun…”
“And the Sun wouldn’t have such a high purpose without its Moon, I remember.”
Chuckling at how you confessed your love to him so suddenly all those years ago, you two laughed to your contents. You were sure Marc and Layla would’ve died on the spot at seeing the grumpy cat of a God laugh so freely but they were busy doing… what you and Khonshu were going to do.
Even when you eventually went somewhere to be one with Khonshu again after all those years, there was a sultry and sly voice at the back of your mind that always whispered to you whenever you talked to Harrow.
“If you want to know how to restore your home and bring your people, your brother back, come and find me Y/N Odinsdottir… So that we can build our own paradise…”