Chapter 3
Home was a strange thing, something people would fight over, even if it meant they’d have to sacriface everything. For you, home has always been Asgard, the place you grew up. You could vividly remember every fountain and every mountain your father created, every garden that had only the best of the best…
Your childhood.
Yes, you were a royal and basically a crown princess but unfortunately with having Thor in the picture, you never really stood a chance, at least in your father’s eyes. But you really didn’t want to either. You saw what it had done to many people, your father being on the top of the list, and you were happy practicing magic, training, reading etc. You’ve always been the kinder, calmer and less energetic one out of the three of you who always had to cover their shit so that they wouldn’t get punished.
You also were the victim of their famous “Get Help!’ trick which wasn’t that amusing to you after the last time they put you through it which resulted in you getting hurt. They had an earful from your mother at seeing the cuts on your face and they felt terrible, it was obvious in the way they couldn’t look at you in the eyes, being ashamed of hurting the person who took care of them always.
That was when the weather started to change in Asgard and also, the time when your mother told you about the Heart of Asgard.
”The Heart of Asgard is what keeps the Asgard together, dear. And you, as a child of Odin, have a very unique purpose to our people… Y/N, as long as the Heart is alive, Asgard will live on so protect it with all you have, okay my sweet?“
Well, now the necklace have no meaning excspt being just… a necklace, you thought. Touching it absentmindedly, you blamed yourself for the fall of Asgard. Maybe, if only you had protected it more, your home would still be there and your people wouldn’t have been dead.
Looking at the horizon where the Sun was setting, you fixed the scarf around your head while walking along the desolated desert. You had brand new clothes on with your staff ready on your other hand. The wind caused the end of your skirt to wave with the soft night breeze and you smiled softly to yourself. Twirling your skirt and dancing with the sun rays, you tried to hide your anxiousness by deceiving yourself. You were aware that Khonshu and Marc were looking for Ammit alongside Harrow, and that there was a high chance that they’d see this a betraying them but you weren’t helping Harrow after all.
You just wanted to talk to her and learn what she knew about you and the Asgard.
After hours of walking, you finally found the place where she rested. Even bruied deep in the sand, her presence was a strong one, you wondered how Khonshu weren’t able to sense it. Looking around the people searching for it, you sighed and put your hands together to teleport yourself to her.
”Welcome Y/N Odinsdottir… I knew you’d come~“
Opening your eyes suddenly, you were face to face with the "crocodile lady” that would destroy the world if she was free. You two were at the same size and she was looking at you what you deemed as awe, happiness and… lust?
“Excuse me but what’s with that… look from you?” you asked, disturbed but still accepted when she extended her hand out, offering you to have a seat. She only smirked, at least you thought she did, before coming closer to you.
“You can’t really blame for feeling a want to have such a power and beauty right in front of me… I now understand why Khonshu was so adamant on not showing you to us~”
Circling you with the way she moved, you couldn’t help but feel dizzy all of a sudden. Her praise only spurred you on more and it was as if you had drank the ale of Asgard.
She stopped right next to you and get her face close to your neck, getting your smell and laughing joyfully, the power you emitted was strong and you weren't even aware of it... She took your hand and moved you from your hips to sit where a stone table was set. You didn’t understand the way your body reacted to her, for God’s sake you were kinda married and had two children, why were you acting like that? You had two beautiful children, friends and… Khonshu…
Widening your eyes, you shook her hand away from you and sat yourself down away from her. Looking at you with a tilted head, she sat gracefully while looking at you with a smirk.
“Ah, you’re still devoted to Khonshu I see… Even though he left you fend for yourself-”
“I’ve already forgot about it, Ammit. No need to remind me again…” you sternly cut her with thight fists, and it didn't slip from her eyes. You were still angry but hiding it...
“But you didn’t forgive him, no?”
Clenching your fist under the table, you gritted your teeth in annoyance since she was right. All the things that happened to you weren’t easy things to just forget and forgive. And knowing your weakness, she rubbed salt on your wound.
“Does he know what almost Zeus had done to you, if Apollo, Artemis and your brothers weren’t there? And what about Thanos? Does he know that he wanted to take you for himself? Or about-”
“SHUT THE FUCK UP!!”
The fire of the torches burned brightly and almost set the place on fire when you screamed at her, slamming your hand onthe stone harshly. These were the memories you didn’t want to remember, you tried so hard to forget about them and even thinking about what might have happened if your best friend Apollo and brother Loki weren’t there to save you. You were even pregnant at that time, sad and betrayed by Khonshu that you really didn’t care about your life anymore…
Looking at Ammit who was sitting in front of you with a slight smirk, she closed her eyes and hummed softly.
“I’m sorry, I took it too far. But sometimes, people need to remember the past to not make the same mistakes. I learnt it in the hard way…”
Calming down and sitting on your seat back, you looked at the ceiling, praying to your mother and father to help you in these times of hardships. Clutching your ring between your palms, you looked at the Goddess in front of you with sharp eyes.
“I’m not here to talk about my past, Ammit. Tell me what you know about recreating Asgard…”
“Ah, ever the woman down on business I see… Very well, do you still have the Heart of Asgard?”
Tensing up at the mention of it, you instinctively looked down at your chest and she caught on it. Bendind down on the table, she took your hands and put in on your chest. Thightly grasping at it, Ammit looked at you with somewhat a kind look.
“The heart has always been alive, sweet… And you can get what had been stolen from you~”
Marc was having a hard time with the Ennead at that time you were talking with Ammit. They were being pushy and arrogant at the troubles humanity would have and Khonshu wasn't letting him pray to you so that you could get them listen.
“Khonshu, let me pray to her! She’s the only one they will listen to!” he said frustratedly as he struggled with his power, but winced when Khonshu2s voice echoed in his mind.
“If you bring her into this mess any longer, I’ll have to do what I don’t want to do, Marc Spector…”
Groaning in anger, he just let him speak to other Gods through him. He was angrily shouting at them for abondining humanity, accusing them for banishing him all those times ago. Marc could feel the sadness, anger and desperation of Khonshu and actually started to feel bad since his banishment caused you to suffer silently. He wasn’t just going to admit that he grew a soft spot for you. He remembered how you talked to Layla so softly, as if she was your own daughter and even though it irritated him, he also loved how you silently cared for him like a… son.
Normally, if someone were to dive deep into his personal life, he would kill them but he couldn’t do that to you because one, you were a Goddess and Khonshu’s wife and two, you were kind that his heart couldn’t bear to do this to you and besides, you had two kids who needed their mother and he wasn’t that merciless to let two innocent kids without a mother.
Khonshu screamed at them to convince them into coming back and saving the world from the clutches of Ammit and Harrow but Osiris and Tefnut and well, pretty much every other God wasn’t on the same side.
“ We decided long ago that we didn’t wish to meddle with the affairs of humans, Khonshu.”
“We will decide our best course of action.... Now, speak your purpose!”
“ I CALL FOR JUDGEMENT AGAINST ARTHUR HARROW!”
“Recharges?”
“ Conspiracy to release Ammit!”
As soon as he mentioned Ammit, Marc could see that the Gods stiffened visibly. Looking around, Osiris commanded to bring Arthur and Marc looked at where he was coming from, surprised. Gritting his teeth in annoyance, both Khonshu and Marc looked like they could jump on him and kill him right there. Marc couldn’t but Khonshu could clearly hear every single one of his thoughts which made him boil with anger even more since they were… nasty things about his precious wife, his one and only true love.
Arthur seemed like he already knew the affect he had on Khonshu, always being aware that the ancient God never once stopped loving you and by some miracle, that admiration and dare I say, love, transfered to him which resulted in him getting obsessed over you more after he was no longer Khonshu’s avatar. He stood right next to him, without any signs of discomfort, as he clasped his hand behind his back and explained himself.
“I went to desert, yes, but if going there is a crime, the sinner would be longer than the Nile… His vision is obsecured by jealousy, paranoia and-”
“HE’S A DECEIVER!”
“Oh yeah? Would you like me to bring the one you care about the most into this? Tell her how you manipulated this poor man and made him unwell?”
Tensing up slightly at the question of Arthur and Hathor asking him to eleborate, and further riling both Khonshu and Marc up, he almost punched Arthur but Osiris stopped him from doing so and bent him down on the ground. Finally realizing that this was the end, Khonshu finally let Marc pray to you, apologizing inside deeply.
“Marc… Pray to her.”
Being relived since he didn’t have to feel his insides being ripped apart anymore, he started his prayer, not exactly knowing what to say.
“O’ Y/N Odinsdottir, the Goddess of Sun, Power and Eternal life… I call upon your help for this mere servant is in need and I can only offer-”
“We wouldn’t tolerate violence in this chamber!”
“Funny thing to say when you’re chaining someone who’s only making charges… Osiris.”
Osiris, who was gritting his teeth angrily at Khonshu visibly paled at the cold tone of the voice echoing around the chamber and immediately let Khonshu and Marc go. Looking around himself, Marc gaped at the scared look on every Gods’ face and looked around to see where you were. Were they really that scared of you?
“Don’t look that scared, Osiris~ It’s not like I’m gonna kill you!”
Suddenly appearing behind him, Osiris abruptly turned to you and you gave him a closed eye smile, making you look like a cute cat. Gulping down hard, Osiris took your hand into his and brought it to his lips which elicited a growl from Khonshu. Knitting your brows harshly at his way, since he was acting like a petty kid when his life and freedom was in danger, Khonshu just sulked on the ground, knowiing you were right but still saw the fond look on your eyes, while you were trying hard to not to smirk at him. Turning your attention back to Osiris and Isis, you bowed your head to her slightly.
“Well, the weather is surely nice! And that show Khonshu did there was pretty amazing but you could’ve told me you were going to use my Sun as well, Khonshu!”
“If I told you, you would’ve stopped me!”
“Exactly! Look where it got us now!”
Humming at you irritated, you scoffed at his antics and waved your hand to release him from Osiris’ grasp. You didn’t want to show the expand of your powers, especially in front of Arthur but you couldn’t take their suffering any longer. Fixing your dress, which was now in your people’s usual color of dress, you slipped past Osiris who gritted his teeth at you since you bowed down in front of Isis but not him.
He always hated your guts, kinda. There were times you helped them but there were also times that he just wanted to have the power to crush you but instead, you were always the one to crush them. The aura you emited was entirely different than any other, being the firstborn of your father alongside your sister Hela was obvious to many eyes. He hated how you chose Khonshu as your lover rather than him, who wanted to be wedded to you desperately.
Not for love but more so for the power.
Knowing this, you never cared about him and his tantrums. And they were the ones who called Khonshu child because of his tantrums, you thought. Healing the wounds on Marc, you wanted to go to them but Osiris grabbed your arm harshly. Raising your brow at him questioningly and looking at him through your lashes, while Khonshu's growl almost shook the palace, you wanted him to talk while Khonshu tried to take fast and swift steps to save you from him which you echoed your voice inside his mind.
“Don’t fret,my love. They are no match for me...”
“I’ll always worry about you, My Moon… For you and our children are the ones I care about the most…”
Feeling giddy inside, you surpassed the want of fangirling internally since he didn’t forget to include Cyrus and Luna, even though he was relatively new to the concept of being a father. You turned your attention back to the God who was gripping your arm and looked at him innocently.
“You need to bow in front of me out of respect since I’m the head here, Y/N. Just because you’re stronger than us doesn’t mean you can disrespect me, the Goddess who doesn’t have a home!”
“WATCH WHAT YOU SAY TO HER, YOU DISRESPECTFUL GOD!”
Looking at Marc surprised, since this time it wasn’t Khonshu who defended you but him, you gave a little, soft smile to him and turned back to Osiris, looking him up and down judgingly. Humming dismissively, you smirked at him.
“When the God who can’t function out of his realm without a meat suit will earn my respect, I’ll bown down in front of him with respect, Ozzy!”
Looking at you shocked at the mention of the nickname, he gaped at you.
“I’m sorry but what?”
“Hehe, apology accepted! Now, move so that I can go to my husband!”
Getting your arm out of his grasp harshly but with a light skip, you went to Khonshu who was smirking at their way since your sassiness shocked them all. You could be cute and adorable, but you weren’t the Goddess of Power for nothing and this?
This was one of the many reasons he fell in love with you.
Holding onto his arm, you wanted to get him on his feet and get out of this place but seeing Arthur next to them, you stopped in front of him anxiously. Knowing that he might know about your meeting with Ammit, you expected him to bust you out and trust me, he almost did.
He could have done that, take you away from them and went on with his journey with you but the voice of his Goddess reached his ears.
“Don’t tell them about her and I, Arthur. It’s not the time yet…”
Looking down for a second, he smiled at your way softly and shuffled away from Marc so that you can stand next to him.
After all, you were going to be his soon.
When he didn’t tell anything, you sighed in relief discreetly and turned your attention to someone who has been looking at you since you entered.
Hathor…
Her stare was something of mixed awe and… something you couldn’t decipher quite well but you couldn’t care less. Before you could’ve gathered Marc in your embrace, Arthur started to talk again which resulted in you looking at his eyes shocked and hurt for the second time in your existence, something both Khonshu and Marc avoided by looking down at the ground.
“Khonshu is unhinged and his avatar is unwell. This is a man who doesn’t even know his own name… It gives me no pleasure but this is a deeply troubled man, Khonshu is taking advantage of him the same way he abused me… Take precautions before he manipulates this meeting as well!”
Looking at Marc’s eye, you could see that he wasn’t lying, that Khonshu really abused him at some point and that made you release him slightly. You could still remember how you argued about him forcing Marc to kill people for him right before you both poured your hearts out to each other. You scoffed at his face and Khonshu knew that what he delayed for so long had come to bite him in the ass. But you didn’t want Marc to feel even more bad and uncomfortable so looking at Arthur, you just shrugged your arm at him which made him look at you confused.
“I have a suggestion… Would you be my Sun?”
Everyone looked at you strangely since the question was out of blue but Arthur was even more confused since you literally waited for a moment to kill him but nodded his head nonetheless. Grinning at him, you directed your staff at his face and kept him away from you.
“Then, stay 93.81 million miles away from me or else I’ll have to have someone hold me back from bitch slapping you.”
Choking on the air, some of the Gods let out a chuckle at your snarky comeback while Khonshu was laughing and cooing at your answer at Arthur and his fish-like face. Steven was tired of his bullshit so even he cheered you from Marc’s mind.Turning to Khonshu sharply, he almost pissed his pants when he saw your eyes burning as if it was holding the Sun inside of your irises.
Turning the attention back to Marc and how his relationship with Khonshu was, Marc gasped for air on the ground. Looking at Arthur, he realized that there was no use in lying anymore so he nodded his head in hopes that they would finally listen.
“Yes, I am unwell. I need help but that doesn’t change the fact that this man is…”
Not finding the energy to talk longer, he just bowed his head defeatedly which made your heart clench in hurt. Bending down in front of him, you took his face into yours.
“ You don’t have to be scared, Marc. If he’s giving you trouble, just look into my eyes and I’ll beat the shit outta him so bad that he wouldn’t come close to you.”
Laughing bitterly at you and your threat, he lifted his head to look at you and that was enough evidence for you to click everything to its rightful place. Even though he screamed at them to open their eyes, they were fixed on the fact that Arthur didn’t commit any crime and ended the conversation there.
Looking at you for some hope, you could only shake your head since you couldn’t do more. Leaving their avatars’ bodies, all of them got out, leaving only you, Marc, Arthur and Hathor stand. Sitting there in silence while Arthur was leaving as well, you just looked in front of you in disappointment. You really thought that they’d change their minds but it seemed that they were not the ones to do that so easily. You were hitting the ground with your staff repeatedly to get your mind out of what happened just seconds ago and thinking how to face with Khonshu after learning another lie of his.
Was everything about him a lie? Was there any truth with him? And how far could you actually take all of this?
Sensing Hathor’s avatar behind you, you looked at her with a raised brow and she just looked into your eyes desperately. You wanted to not to trust her, you didn’t want to talk to her either but when she said that there was another way, you didn’t have any option but to listen.
Telling Marc what he needed to do in order to find Ammit’s thomb, she turned to look at you. Taking your hands into hers, she looked at you sincerely and you felt kinda bad for being so harsh on her since you didn’t sense any bad intention with her actions.
“Hathor wanted me to tell you that, what you saw wasn’t true. Yes, she used to have her eyes on Khonshu but now, she only loves Horus… And that her powers are useless against beings who truly loves their partners, the ones who have true hearts. Therefore, even if she wanted, she couldn’t do anything to Khonshu because his love for you never died even while he was banished… Also, she hopes that you two could be friends after all this ends.”
Looking at her with guilt in your eyes, you nodded your head and hugged her. Everything was in the past and you were young at that time but this hallucination thing made you even more troubled. Both of them were telling you that they didn’t do something like that…
So who were they?
“Also, one last thing… Don’t feel guilty for feeling possessive for your lover, it comes naturally when you’re in a relationship. Please don’t push him away either for the sake of people’s well being and question his love since it’s the strongest one Hathor had seen… We wish you to have a safe journey.”
Leaving the room, you both looked at each other and made your plan with him. Khonshu was standing right next to you with an angry look but you didn’t give a damn about him and slipped right through his body, exiting the tomb alongside with others as well.
“Okay, we almost got killed, stole some shit, faced some kindergarten level Gods and now are just riding through the city… All in one day, I call this victory! Good job, guys!”
Grumbling under your breath angrily while throwing Marc’s clothes at him, he could see the angry look on your face and the lava-like vein around your face, he knew that you were angry at him for not telling Layla the truth. But he was already feeling guilty enough for that,and angry at himself for showing weakness, something he never did before, all the while he was talking to her, having an angry conversation with you in his head.
“Why don’t you tell her?! If you don’t tell her soon, she will get even more angry!”
“I can’t! She doesn’t deserve to feel even more bad, she was crushed after her father’s death! How do you even know she will get mad?!”
“Because that’s what happened with Khonshu! And look at us, we’re not talking for 3 days straight! Tell her or so-”
“Stop scolding me as if you’re my mom! It’s your fault for not killing both of them when you had the chance because you are soft! And you’re not my mother either so stop pestering me!”
He angrily threw his shirt and was ready to throw a comeback at you but he heard no voice. Turning to look at you, he widened his eyes when he heard you sniffling softly while wiping your tears with shaky hands. You weren’t looking at him, rather watching the scene around you but he saw the hurt look on your face and for some reasons, he wanted to punch himself.
Yes, it was true that you were soft for a Goddess that could be so cruel but you only showed this side of you to those who you deemed as family. You didn’t mean to pester him, you just knew how his mother was to him, how she blamed him for his brother’s death so you just wanted to make him feel comfy with you around. But if that wasn’t what he wanted, then you’d stop.
“Then, I shall stop…”
And Marc just looked at you a bit longer sadly which made Layla turn to you and see the tears on your face. Worriedly, she asked you if you needed air or some comfort in which you replied with a half smile and a shake from you. She didn’t actually believe you but went to look at the road and turn to talk with Marc.
To be honest, yes, you needed some fresh air. Somewhere quiet enough to just let out the most blood freezing scream to let out all you anger, stress and sadness but you had a job to do.
Save the world and recreate your home.
While you were inside your mind, thinking deeply, you missed most of their conversation but you caught on what he said last which made you look at Layla worriedly this time.
“You don’t know me…”
Layla was trully a sweet girl, she didn’t deserve to feel sadness at all. You? Yes, you did for failing your parents, your brothers and your kids but not her. So, without thinking, you sent good emotions to her. She looked at you from the mirror with gratitude for your kindness, promising herself that she would get close to you even more since you were the one that could understand her the best.
Stopping at a deserted place to decode the map, you three let out a frustrated sigh. You and Layla were aware that Steven was your only shot since Egyptian has never been your field. Khonshu was sitting on the car, taunting Marc and as soon as you saw him, you just snapped at him.
“Taunt him or us one more time, I’ll have your head spinning aimlessly, you bastard!”
Looking between you and the spot where you were looking, Layla put a soft hand on your shoulder, sensing that you were at you breaking point.
“Would you like to have some time alone with him? You two need to talk a lot…”
“If we talk, I’m sure that I’d stab him.” you grumbled angrily, kicking the sand away with your feet as Layla laughed.
“But you can’t… You love him, remember?”
“Curse the love and my mother and that goddamn manga which had the line ‘Love is the most twisted curse of all.’!”
Flinching at your curse, she looked after your figure who pointed at Khonshu to let him follow you. Without letting you repeat yourself, he followed you with a sad look. He knew he fucked up and also deserved every shit you’d throw at him. He did all of these because he knew your tendency of becoming too attached to humans that in the end, you’d only hurt yourself. In the beginning, he only saw Marc as a puppet. Someone to dump his shit but over time, even though he didn’t want to admit, he grew a soft side for him. You of course didn’t know this and had all the right to be angry.
He just hoped that he wouldn’t loose you completely.
Preparing his speech, he lifted his head to look at you but frowned when he saw your hands open, palms up as if you were praying and asked you what you were doing. With a sweet yet deadly smile, you looked at him and tilted your head.
“Maybe if we just wait for a little bit longer, a fuck will fall onto my hand and I can give it to you after everything you did.”
While motioning a middle finger falling from the sky and onto your hand, you gave two middle fingers at him with an angry glare which sent shivers down his body. Yet, he couldn’t help but be amused at your way of jokes and by a miracle, you could feel that he was laughing at you. Swishing a whip from your hand, you swinged it to his leg and made him fall on his back while stepping on him. He grunted and wiggled to get away from you but you only stepped on him more.
“Is everything a lie with you? Can I ever trust you with anything? Because when I just feel like I can, you prove me wrong…”
Seeing your eyes sparkle with tears gathered around the corner, he lifted a hand to wipe it but you punched his hand and wiped it yourself. Getting off of him defeatedly, you stood where the moonlight casted upon you. He sighed and shrinked himself to your height to give you a back hug, not knowing if you’d push him away again. Walking at you with slow steps, he only wanted to get things right with you before he did what he was going to do for Layla and Steven to find Ammit. Because he knew that, after he does that... He would be banished one more time, and leave you heartbroken... He wanted solve everything nefore he does it, but now it seemed like a futile attempt to him.
Getting close to you, he wrapped his arms around you and nipped at your neck with his beak. Seeing the hickeys he gave to you on your last night of passion, he felt proud himself but this was for another day’s conversation.
“My Moon, I really cannot tell how sorry I’m to let you down like that… I only did it to protect you…”
“Then don’t protect me since it only causes more pain!”
Looking down at you, he felt his heart strings pulled harshly at the indication of your words. He tightened his hold around your waist and nudged you.
“What do you mean by that, my love?”
“I’ve been feeling only pain ever since you came back, Khonshu. Every day, I learn a new lie you threw at me, not being bothered even a slightest bit. How am I supposed to live like this? Don’t you understand that I have a limit too?!”
At the end of your sentence, your voice cracked and you cursed yourself for being so emotional. You weren’t like that before he came back, yes you were always emphatetic to others’ feelings but this much of tearing up wasn’t normal. You even almost cried when you saw a baby kitten nudge at her mother!
Feeling your emotions as if they were his, Khonshu just lowered his gaze even more and checked you for any wounds. He was aware the amount of trouble he had given you by entering your life so suddenly and even questioned himself if he should enter your kids’ life as well, being unsure if he would be a decent father. He didn’t want to make them feel the same kind of sadness and stress but before anything else, he needed to comfort you.
“I’ll always keep you safe, My universe. Maybe, the way I do is questionable but I have no ill intention other than being ready to throw myself in front of you if it meant you’d live on…”
“It doesn’t seem like that though…” your insecurities arose and Khonshu, for better of his judgement, felt something inside him stir harshly and he knew what it was: Anger. The anger that resulted with many being dead before his feet.And this time, it wasn’t towards himself but you. He was scared he would say something harsh to you that would make you push him away even more and what he feared the most actually happened.
“Do you think I enjoy hiding things? I fight for you every day and you didn’t acknowledge any of them!”
Staring at him with an open mouth, you felt the power your Sun held burn your heart and push him away from you.
“You think you’re the only one who was hurt?! What about you think with your brain and not your ass?!”
“Oh, I am and I also know there are things you haven’t told me either so don’t pretend like I’m the only one who’s keeping secrets!”
“Oh yeah? What do you know, huh?! What’s the secret I’m keeping then?!”
“How about we start with Zeus and your brothers?! You told me that our son threatened him but I know Zeus! He would never back down easily from a woman! So why don’t you go and tell me about him?! Or the way you couldn’t protect your little bro-”
What you disliked about Khonshu was that he always knew what to say to hurt someone's feelings. He would keep it to himself, but when he wanted to hurt their feelings and he saw the right time, he wouldn't care about the consequences of what might happen to him or the person before him.
And in that case, unfortunately, you were at the receiving end of his anger.
You were shaking beyond control and your hands were shaking from the intensity of your powers, your Sun being no different from you. You couldn’t believe your ears at what he was telling you. He was literally accusing you of cheating, when you barely saved yourself from getting on his bed without consent and if it wasn’t for your friends and brothers… You wouldn’t be even alive and neither would your kids…
With all the hatred you had for him resurfacing, you slapped the skull hard even though your hand hurted like a bitch. Layla looked at where you were when you let out angry tears and screams at him and ran at you since she saw how badly you were shaking.
She knew these symptoms: all of them belonged to PTSD.
And when she came close to you, what she and Steven heard made their blood freeze in shock and fear for your health.
“YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENED?! YOU THINK I CHEATED?! WELL, I DIDN’T! I WAS ALMOST FORCED TO BE WITH HIM IF APOLLO AND MY BROTHERS WEREN’T THERE! HEAVILY PREGNANT WITH OUR CHILDREN! I COULDN’T EVEN PROTECT MYSELF OUT OF FEAR OF HURTING CYRUS AND LUNA! YOU THINK YOU FOUGHT HARD FOR ME?! I FOUGHT HARDER FOR THE KIDS! THEY CALLED THEM BASTARDS ALL FOR WHAT? THEIR FATHER DECIDED TO LEAVE THEIR MOTHER, GETTING HER PREGNANT OUT OF MARRIAGE!”
Shaking so much that even Layla was shaking with you since she was trying to hold you back from hurting yourself. Khonshu teared up when he heard what left your mouth. He didn’t even think about what happened to you where you were supposed to be safe, your home. He didn’t think that getting you pregnant could have ended with many insults that would fuck your mental health to both you and the kids, when he learnt about them, he was simply happy to have kids with you, never thinking what you faced with before.
And Zeus tried to… force you? And you almost died because of him? No, no, no… He let out a silent sob when he listened to you scream all your pain at him, guilt eating him alive already.
“My love… I-”
“DON’T YOU DARE STOP ME! AND MY BROTHER? YOU DON’T KNOW SHIT ABOUT US! WHEN THANOS CAME AND KILLED EVERYONE I KNEW RIGHT BEFORE MY EYES, I COULDN’T DO ANYTHING EITHER! I COULDN’T LET HIM SEE THE KIDS SO I DID WHAT I HAD TO DO TO PROTECT THEM AND DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT COST?! MY BROTHER! HE SACRIFICED HIMSELF SO THAT WE COULD HAVE A CHANCE AT ESCAPING! HE LOOKED INTO MY EYES AND TOLD ME THAT MY SUN WOULD SHINE ON US AGAIN BEFORE HE DIED!! THERE, ARE YOU SATISFIED?!”
Looking at him with fat tears rolling from your eyes, Steven and Khonshu fell to the ground. Steven was… even the words wouldn’t be able to explain his emotions. Ever since you saw him, you have always been kind. You tried to talk to him out of the mission you had, always including him in your conversations, offering his favorite meal… You were always sassy, happy and just giddy that he never thought all of this would have happened to you.
So... It's true that the kindest of people is someone who had been wronged...
And Marc? He already felt like a douchebag for screaming at you like that but now, learning what happened to you, how you were traumatized just as he was yet still holding on, made him punch one of mirrors inside Steven’s mind. And for the first fime, he cried for you, and everything that happened.
Layla was no different. As a woman, she could understand your pain the most. She just never thought that you were bottling all this up for God knows how long. She always looked up at you for being so strong, always wanting to be like you. To know that you had to endure all of this pain all by yourself with no help, made her hug your little form tighter to protect you from the world, to not to let you fight alone anymore.
You clinged to her harder, feeling every breathe you took push you to bursting out. But so suddenly, a cold look came to your face just as your anger once did. Your once warm aura completely fading, you stood up and wiped your tears. You walked up at Khonshu and he looked at you defeatedly, clutching his heart while gasping in pain. You didn’t care, you didn’t pity… You just ripped your necklace that was a gift from him and threw it to his face. Bending down to his level, you grabbed his skull harshly and turned him to look at you.
“Do you feel my pain? Yes? Good… Now, it’s your turn to loose me…”
And you just disappeared from their sight, making Khonshu look around frantically while clutching the star necklace. Upon not seeing or even sensing you in this realm, he let out a furious cry to the night sky, hoping that his Moon would send it to your way.
Except, you never heard it.
You didn’t hear him say “I remember every night.” either.
You didn’t hear when he said “It will come at a cost.”.
You didn’t hear him pray to your soul, to forgive him…
You didn’t hear how the sky screamed for you to save them…
You didn’t hear the Gods imprisoning your lover, how Hathor prayed for you two to be okay, knowing what happened to you…
But you heard Layla screaming for help to you…
And you definetly felt how your soul was ripped apart at sensing your other half being prisoned…
Meanwhile Arthur, knowing what happened and witnessing it, was walking through the halls to see Khonshu’s stone happily. How couldn’t he be? After all, as a punishment for all of his mistakes, he was about to be punished by what he loved the most.
And he was this close to get you on his side, as his Queen.
He knew he could hear him, he knew he could tell him all of his plans and Khonshu wouldn’t even be able to do anything about it. And that thought alone made him look at the stone with a sly smirk. He took it between his hands excited, throwing it up and catching it, knowing how angry Khonshu already was.
“Can I tell you a secret? I used to enjoy torturing people for you but I’m grateful… If I didn’t meet you, I’d have never met the most amazing woman ever… You were a fool for letting her go, making her suffer so much that she turned her back against humanity…” he looked down at the sculpture in his hand before putting it on its place and bending down to look at it in the eye, as if he was looking at Khonshu. He sighed out in bliss as he closed his eyes, imagining his future after suffering so much from Khonshu's hands.
“You broke us so much that I saw the beauty in healing… And now, it’s time to heal Y/N… My Queen… I’m going to do what you couldn’t… When it’s finished, I want you to remember two things: You will regret not telling her the secret about the Heart of Asgard and be the King that would love her, and that your torment forged me. I owe my victory, to you after all…” he straightened and turned his back to him, slowly exiting the room Khonshu was in alongside with others who were prisoned too, all the while smirking at his victory.
“Now if you excuse me, I need to go and comfort my love… Have a good imprisonment, Khonshu…”
“ Thor, for the last time, I’m fine! I already told you what happened!”
“It doesn’t change the fact that you suffered because of 'im! I’m comin’ to get you and then we can-”
“There is something else too…”
Picking at your lips nervously, you didn’t know if you should tell him what you learnt or not. Your talk with Ammit actually left you broken yet happy... after learaning that there was a chance of saving your home.
“The heart has never been a piece of gold, it has always been you~”
Sure, you couldn’t just trust her words like that. There was a chance that they were manipulating you and to be honest, that would be a piece of cake since you were in a very miserable state. But trying wouldn’t hurt anyone, right?
“Thor, there is a chance that I could bring everyone back.” you said breathless as you waited for him to say something but there was only silence from him, at least for a few minutes. He was... shocked, to say the least. Not because there was a way of recreating Asgard but... because you learnt it.
“What do you mean, we already did that, remember?”
He laughed nervously from the other hand even though he started to get the meaning behind your words, he thought he could deceive himself by pretending that he didn't understand you. Foolish move maybe, but he knew what would happen to you if you did it... And for the firt time, Thor was scared.
Scared because he knew you, you would do anything you put your mind on... Stubborn indeed.
And that stubborness, mixed with betrayal and hurt, would make thigs go south more than normal.
But you didn't know any of that, and naively enough, sighed to yourself, realizing that coming at him directly would be better.
“Thor, I can bring our people back. I can recreate Asgard… I can bring Heimdall back…”
“No, absolutely not!”
Being surprised at his loud voice, you couldn’t understand his reaction. Wasn’t he the one who wanted everyone back? What changed so suddenly?
Thor, on the other hand, stood up abruptly which made people look at him strangely. He could remember the day where his mother pulled him and Loki aside and told them something even you didn’t know.
“Boys, I’m afraid your sister’s future is very… dark. There will be times that she would try to sacrifice herself for our sake but you need to stop her… She should never kill herself, no matter what!”
Shaking his head even though you couldn’t see, he brought the phone closer.
“Look, Y/N… I’m coming to Earth, okay? So please don’t do something stupid, you hear me?”
Grumbling angrily at him, you hanged up your phone and tugged at your hair harshly. Feeling your eyes start to sting, you cursed everyone for being the way they were. The moonlight was casted upon you and if you could, you would have burned it with its light for reminding of your lover.
Rubbing your eyes to not to cry while thinking what you were supposed to do, the light became a darker shade and you lifted your head, only to see none other than Arthur in front of you with a apologetic smile. Looking at your right, he asked if he could sit with you which you let him do as he pleased.
You really weren’t in the mood with dealing him at all.
“I’m very sad to see that a person who had a sincere heart became like this, my dear…”
Side-looking at him with your hands still tangled within your hair, you let out a dry chuckle at what he said. For an enemy, he looked pretty sincere.
“Yeah, you tell me… I used to get bullied for my love for the humanity when I was a kid. Didn’t think that all those horrible things they said to me would come true…”
“Never, darling. Never feel bad for wanting to save people. You only chose the wrong ones and from now on, I’m sure you’ll be more… careful…”
Looking at him with unimpressed look at his poor attempt at covering what he really wanted to say, you rolled your eyes at him.
“You know I can tell your real intention, right? Don’t try to play dumb with me… and thank you for not telling them I met Ammit.” you sincerely thanked him, because you knew that if he was to tell everyone of it, there would be no explaination that could justify your action. Arthur, in return, smiled softly and bowed his neck with closed eyes, patting your hand that was on your lap lovingly.
“You’re welcome, dear. To be honest, both me and the Goddess I worship had always known that you would come around and listen to us… Do you think we’re wrong?”
Taking your hand into his softly, he put his cane away to let you know that he wasn’t going to judge you. How could he? When you were already perfect…
Looking at his blue eyes slowly, you couldn’t help but be entranced by him. They had a softness you rarely saw, shining in the moonlight. He was kind of a good-looking man if it wasn’t for him to try to kill humans. He was, in a way, right about the sinners, though you couldn’t lie. Yes, the world was a shit hole for the sins humanity had committed, and the corrupt society was because the people responsible for it was never judged accordingly…
But there was also the part where people were killed by him because of the sins they hadn’t committed yet. Yes, there was a path with sins in their lives but when humanity was created, the Gods had given humanity the ability to choose and change their own fates to lead them to eternal peace.
It wasn’t fine, it wasn’t fine killing people for the sins they didn’t commit… You swore to protect humanity with your powers… But did they really deserve it? You already sacrificed enough, how long would it take, how many people you had to sacrifice for them to realize their mistakes?
Arthur saw the look of uncertainity inside your irises, and you were too deep in your mind to realize that he had gotten closer to you with a hand on your thigh, the other holding your cheek softly while rubbing the tender flesh. Having a gentle tug at his lips, he admired your face while you were thinking. Ever since the first time he had seen you in that shop, your eyes have always been dull, without any sparkles. You weren’t entirely happy and you have been fighting for so long that you didn’t get a free time to just to care for yourself. But now?
Now your eyes were shining, not because of the tears but because looking at him. Even your soul showed the truth inside the irises he loved. You will never be happy with Khonshu, he was lunatic, his emotions would always change and he would never treat you the way you deserved…
Your hand held onto his arm thighter and gasping softly, you looked at his eyes and couldn’t help but look down at his lips. You felt the gentle tug of his heart, thumping with passion and love for… you. You’ve been left with no love, affection or care that you would die for them even if you didn’t look like you would…
But you wanted to have them with Khonshu-
“How long have you been feeling like-”
Widening your eyes at the feel of his lips molding against yours, tongue entering your mouth and sucking on it, you winced at pain when you felt a sting at the back of your neck. Before you would pull back and lash out at him, you felt like your consciousness was slipping off. Panicking slightly, you felt like you weren’t yourself, as if you were looking at the man before you through a mirror.
Your body, not yourself, gripped at his hair harshly and pulled him against you to kiss him again. Caressing your body with his hands, you cried out for help. Arthur wouldn’t sleep with you yet, you needed to finish your mission first so that you two would rule the realms together.
Watching your body be consumed by his filthy hands, you looked at the Moon reflecting on your body.
“Khonshu… Please, help me… I don’t want the same things to happen…”
And Khonshu, seeing everything happen through his Moon, cried out to you. Hearing you pray to him desperately, he knew he couldn’t do anything to save you and he thrashed in his prison realm with no vail.
Watching as nothing was happening, you let out a tear and prayed to your brother.
“Brother… I’m begging you to come and save Layla and Steven from me… I lost… Don’t let them win…Please…”
Hearing the desperate plea of yours, Thor never came to a place that fast in his existence. He wanted to just look for you but in your prayer, you made it clear that he needed to save this Layla and Steven. He didn’t know who these people were but if you pritorised them more than yourself, he didn’t have any other choice but find them.
Landing on the desert of Cairo, he looked around if there was any humans. He didn’t give it any chance but when he saw a woman running to a car while another one with heavy armor was following behind, he couldn’t help himself and stare. Before he could help the woman, she set it on fire by using a cracker. Wincing at the impact, he looked at her in amazement while letting out a whistle. The little show ended and he prepared to leave but when he heard a man and the woman refer to each other as “Layla and Steven”, he smirked and made a happy little dance at finding them that easily.
“I liked this one… You have great taste at warriors as always, sister.”
And the rest was history. Marc tried to punch him when he complimented Layla and she blushed, also chuckled at his words since they were the same ones you told her when you saw her fight, Steven blushed at the amount of muscles he had and both were fangirling inside which made him proud with himself. But he needed to find his sister and save him from that disgusting human so, he told them what exactly happened, how you prayed for him to protect the duo…
Layla and Steven were both worried beyond for you. They didn’t want you to relieve the past, but it was obvious it was out of your control, and they didn't know where you were. The desperation of wanting your home back was so strong that you’d do anything to get it. In a way, Layla understood the feeling and she vowed to save you.
“So wait a second. You’re telling me that the Heart of Asgard has always been her? And she needs to do what to bring everyone back?”
“Die. That’s exactly why I need to find her as soon as possible. That Harrow man is going to use her and she will die! So get your asses moving, ladies! Let’s find these fuckers and teach them a lesson!”
Nodding their heads in determination, they went to the car and cracked a laugh when Thor was far too tall for the car. With some pushing, he entered the car and Layla started the engine. After hours of driving, Thor was bored and he took his phone out to watch some funny videos while Steven was whisper yelling at Layla how a God is watching Tiktok while laughing excitedly. Layla tried to shush him but gaped at the man who let out a boistrous laugh at a iguana’s video. Startling her, Layla almost hit a huge rock and stopped the car abruptly. Screaming in horror, Thor looked at them awkwardly while both of them were giving him hard glares.
“Uh… The iguana was hanging from a rope, swinging back and forth while 'Let It Go’ was… being played? Quite funny…”
Rolling her eyes at him and turning back to start the car again, Thor excitedly slid towards them and smirked at what he was about to do.
“Would you like to hear an embrassing story Y/N had?”
Normally, they wouldn’t care but Marc was having the time of his life by learning your childhood stories to blackmail you.
And besides, with all the chaos and saving the world they were doing, it wouldn' hurt to have some fun... Right?
“She was always the calm one but hey, being a prank master runs in the family! One time, she pretended to hit herself to somewhere sharp and started screaming to see if we would come into her room. What she didn’t expect that we would come through the window and knock her out! And then there was this one time where she bullied a guard who bad mouthed Loki…”
Actually, Thor was just trying to calm himself down by remembering your past together. When you were happy and lively… All of that changed when that fucker of a God left you and you changed to protect yourself. When he finds that bastard, he had a talk to make… and also beat his ass in a duel.
After hours, they finally reached the place and started to look around. Layla and Steven went together while Thor observed alone. It was eerily quiet and if there was one thing he knew, is that silence is never good…
Checking up to see if the little mortals were still alive, he closed his eyes immediately at the scene in front of him… while peeking an eye out curiously.
“DUDE! YOU’RE KISSING THE WIFE OF THE DUDE INSIDE YOU? WHAT THE HELL?!”
Immediately parting ways, Layla went down the hole on the ground, embarrassed beyond explaining, while Marc was beating up Steven for kissing her... While Thor was encouraging him. Steven let out a frustrated shout at them to stop and Thor just raised his hands innocently and went down after Layla. As soon as he landed and felt the usual aura, now tinted darker, he widened his eyes and looked around frantically which Layla took notice of.
“Hey, what’s going on? Is something wrong?”
“It’s Y/N… She’s here… I’m sorry to leave you two lovebirds but be careful. And if something happens, pray to me…”
He teleported himself to where he sensed your aura the most and looked at your figure who was sitting down on a throne cautiously.
“Sister…”
“Brother… It’s been so long since I saw you.”
Purring out softly, you tilted your head and looked at him up and down. Getting closer to him slowly, your true self was banging a mirror around to get his attention off of the body. You let out an angry cry and just huffed out. Not knowing how to save him from this evil version of you, you started to think for something.
Your powers weren’t working, you couldn’t summon your staff and this place smelled like shit.
“Y/N, I don’t know what that man did to you but this isn’t you!” Thor thightened his hold on Stormbreaker as he shuffled away, not wanting to hurt you. You, or whoever this one was, stopped at the end of the ladders that went towards your throne and continued to stare down at him.
“But brother, it’s completely me! Just, how do humans call it, more evil~ I’ve realized that being kind didn’t work out and Arthur, my love, just opened my eyes…”
Looking at you shocked, Thor was even more worried for your well-being compared to a few seconds ago. Yes, he didn’t like Khonshu at all, he knew that bird man was an ass but he never manipulated you, never hurt you, always called you with beautiful words… And you both brought the best part of yourselves.
To see you call Arthur your lover made him mad at Ammit and Harrow who made you loose your mind. He didn’t like Khonshu but he made a promise to beat them up for him as well.
They would pay for what they did to you.
Seeing him tighten his hold on Stormbreaker, you chuckled darkly as you continued to walk up to him, while pointing at his weapon teasingly.
“Do you really think you can hurt me with this? Your only family? I thought you loved me!”
Manipulation at its best...
“And I thought you cared about humanity! Have you always been that easy to change?!”
He knew his words hurt but if being harsh would bring you back, then he would go beyond his words.
Scowling at him, you appeared behind him and took his face between your hands. Your nails digged themselves into his skin, making him wince, and you directly talked into his ear.
“Have you forgetten what we had lost because of them? Don’t pretend like you are the saint here when I know you thought the same for 5 years, and you still do. There really is no limit of the things I could do to humans… And about Khonshu, why would I care about someone who knocked me up and then left?”
“Y/N… I don’t care about your evil side, remember Tony’s last moments! ARE YOU GOING TO TELL ME THAT HE DID ALL OF THESE FOR NOTHING?! FOR YOU TO JUST COME AND DESTROY IT?!” you suddenly stopped and hesitated for a moment, flashes of his last moments as his soul left his body appearing behind your eyes. Seeing your state, Thor sighed in slight relief.
Yes, keep going Thor, keep going!
But you quickly gathered yourself, shaking your head as you slammed him to the wall behind him.
“He was stupid enough to think he could withstand the power of the stones, if he gave them to me or Carol when he got the gauntlet, he wouldn’t be dead! THIS KIND OF STUPIDITY IS WHAT MAKES PEOPLE DIE ALL DAY! AND WE’RE GOING TO STOP THIS!”
Attacking him with your staff, Thor tried to dodge you but you’ve always been more elastic and agile compared to anyone so slipping through him wasn’t hard. Watching the scene helplessly, you looked at the sky and prayed to your father.
“Father, I know you never really loved me and you don’t see my love with Khonshu real but I’m begging you… I’m begging you, show me a way to get the hell out of this place and save Thor! I don’t want to hurt anyone, without the staff and my body, I’m nothing!”
“Is that what you think, my daughter?”
Suddenly being inside a room full of other Gods and standing in front of your father, you looked at them with shaky eyes and ragged breaths. Being in the presences of your ancestors, you still bowed in front of them even though you were in quite the stress but lifted your head as soon as you heard a voice you missed dearly.
“Oh, my darling… What had they done to you?”
Taking your hands into hers softly while rubbing your head lovingly, hair a mess and strands of your bun getting out of their neat style, you let out a cry and hugged your mother, burrying your head into her chest. She kept hugging you until your father touched your shoulder and you turned to look at him with red and puffy eyes and a broken look, sniffling at him. He smiled softly at remembering how you used to run at him whenever you fell and wanted the comfort of your parents, the memories of your childhood softening the man.
“Have a walk with me, my daughter…”
Circling your arm and taking you out to the garden to look at your people being happy while watching you with sad eyes, Odin knew that you didn’t have enough time so without waiting, he told you everything about you.
“When you were born, you had amber eyes, eyes like scorching Sun. For the longest time, we thought it was because of your Sun but an oracle came to tell us that you were both the demise and renawal of us. When Asgard would be destroyed by Ragnarōk, a chains of events would happen to break you, break Asgard… You would see many deaths, many heart breaks that you would loose all hope but if you could stand them all and made the ultimate sacrifice, you would see the peace you crave so much…” he stood before you as he took your shoulders into his hands and gripped them thighter under your shocked gaze at how your strict dad was now tearing up.
“My daughter, I never hated you… Quite the opposite, I hated myself for doing this to you. I never wanted to see you hurt and a part of your prophecy included Khonshu, who would hurt you to no limits… But when I saw the future, and how the love you two had protected you, I knew that you would be fine…”
“You think you’re nothing without your staff? Without your body? Y/N, you are the Goddess of Sun, Power and Eternal life. You can’t die and all the Suns of the universe are on their knees for you… Use their powers, be one with them and become unstoppable!”
The ground started to shake and you held onto your father thightly but he just took your face into his hands and touched your foreheads together.
“NOW GO! SAVE YOUR HUSBAND AND THE WORLD, OUR PEOPLE AND THOSE IDIOTS AND BECOME THE KING I COULDN’T BE!!”
Hearing him refer to Khonshu as your husband, finally accepting him, you hugged him one last time with tears, not knowing if you would be able to that again. Quickly ushering you to the Gate, an old friend who died protecting you, were waiting there with his sword. Bowing down in front of you, he looked at you with joy at seeing you still alive.
“My Queen, I shall accompany you to the other world…”
“Heimdall…” you uttered his name breathless as tears sprung again. He only smiled at you, the man who saved you and your kids, as he pointed to where you would get into. By the way you staggered towards him, he knew you wanted to hug him, thank him and scold him but he also knew that none of you had time so he raised his hand and stopped you.
“When you achieve what you need to do, I’ll be the first one to hug you, My Queen… But for now, you should go… We will protect you."
Nodding your head at him and entering the Gate, you looked behind you to see the siluethe of Ammit smirking at you.
“You will not achieve it, Y/N Odinsdottir~”
“Keep our Queen’s name out of your scaley mouth!”
And you started your journey at becoming the most powerful one out there, promising to save Steven, Layla and Thor… and your husband.
“Come on Marc, tell her the truth! How you did nothing except watching her father die! It wasn’t that bad, right?”
Taunting him further to do something stupid, you stood with your staff neatly in your hands while leaning to the stone wall. Looking at you with fear and sadness, Marc raised his hand at you.
“Look, Y/N… I know I fucked by screaming at you, I know I fucked up with Layla too but please, take control!”
“Nope, I really don’t think so! The part of me which saw you and Layla as my own children died! Completely! It’s gone! And you will give the stone to us…”
Watching you for a few seconds, Marc threw the axe in his hand at you but you were fast enough to dodge it. Meanwhile, Arthur didn’t hesitate to shoot him twice for his mistake and Layla could only cry silently at the loss of a lover and a friend. Taking her away from there, Thor calmed her down and with tears of his own, he tried to find a way out.
Meanwhile in the other side, Marc was having flashbacks as if he had a different purpose, as if he had an unfinished business. Looking around thoughtfully and he finally came to his senses as soon as he took a second look at the picture on the wall and the statue on the table.
“You shot me…”
Barely getting out of the office and biting the guards, he took a run for his life. Hiding inside a room and seeing a sarcophagus, a voice was begging him to let go. Seeing Steven get out of it, they both hugged each other with wide eyes and happiness. Urging him to come after him to get out of this place, they stopped outside a door which they could hear different voices talking. But one of them in particular, they knew that soft voice.
But they didn’t expect a huge Hippo appearing out of nowhere and as expected, they let out a huge scream at her while another high pitched one resonated around.
Taking a defence state, you looked at them with wide eyes and a pounding heart but seeing the two men you missed so much, you dropped your weapon and ran at them with full speed to hug them thightly.
“Yo-you’re alive! Well, I-I mean no one really is but oh My Father, I was scared shitless when Arthur shot you! I’m sorry I couldn’t do anything but-”
“Y/N? Is that, is that really you?”
With still his hands around your waist, Steven looked at you in awe and checked you for any injuries. Nodding your head at him, you pat his head softly and whispered at him.
“Well, I’m not inside my body but yeah… It’s me… And apologize to her quickly since you hurt her feelings with your screaming!”
Marc rolled his eyes at your scolding but still, a relieved and genuine look was present inside his eyes. He was at peace at knowing that at least your soul was okay.
The rest was a blur. Taweret telling them about Duat, the afterlife, the boat… Right know, you were standing next to them peacefully, looking at the scene before you. You knew that wasn’t the end, at least for you. But sending them away would surely be hard.
“Are you going to stay here? Forever…?”
Turning to look at Steven, you smiled softly and pat his hand softly.
“Well, this isn’t my after life… I don’t know if I’d accepted into mine, though…”
Listening to their plan of stealing the boat, you chuckled at them but your amusement didn’t last long. Hearing Taweret call you anxiously, you looked up at her and frowned at the worried face.
“Taweret? What’s wrong?”
“The scales… Y/N the scales aren’t balanced…”
Cue a worried Marc and Steven asking what that meant. Telling them that they had to show what they hid from each other to fill their hearts, you sent them both into the boat through the door. Looking at you with worry, Taweret fidgeted anxiously. She knew what you were going to do, and she also knew that there was no way to change your mind but at least, she could try and save her best friend, right?
“Y/N… Please, reconsider your decision. You can still back down and no one will jud-”
“I’m not worried about judging, Taw… I just… I hurt to many people and this is the way to repent… Besides, I’ll be fine! I just need to go and… travel a bit… It’s been a pleasure to be your best friend!”
Hugging her thightly while she was crying loudly over your shoulder, you swayed her back and forth before letting her go and follow after Steven and Marc. Hearing them rush from door to door and when Steven ran past Marc and closed the door harshly after him, he saw you there standing, looking at the family before you.
Coming to touch your arm, you looked at him and took his hands into yours before wlaking off after the two kids. Watching them bicker and enter a cave while there was rain, you heard Marc yell after you to come back. You didn’t want to force your way into his past but this was your only way to understand him.
To understand his reasons behind the hatred of you mothering him.
When you two entered the cave and it started to flood, you two screamed in desperation for the kids and the scene suddenly changed to a sullen room with grieving people around. The woman who you assumed was Marc’s mother, looked at him with pure disgust and hatred, shouted at him and tried to throw things which made the little kid scared and scurry out of fhe room. Dashing after him while calling out, you came face to face with many failed birthdays of his and eventually, him leaving the house.
You understood that his mother was hurting deeply and that she needed help. Loosing your kid was the worst thing that could happen to a mother but she still had another one. Yes, it was hard, but she should’ve been there for Marc even if it was hard sometimes. And his father? Yes, he protected his son but didn’t step in when he was needed…
Going to the next memory, you saw Marc laying in his blood in front of a monument… Your husband’s temple.
Marc was unsettled, truly anxious about what you’d see. He didn’t want to destroy what you two had, even if he manipulated him into becoming his avatar and always rubbed it to his face, he knew how much Khonshu cared for you.
How whenever he remembered you, The Moon wouldn’t be able to seen. How he would look at the Sun longingly at daytime, how he would always touch the necklace on his chest… Marc didn’t understand the meaning behind the Sun shape on Khonshu’s chest until he met you and he understood that you always balanced him with your warmth, engulfed with soft rays while he engulfed you with the cool air of the Moon.
Hearing the chaos outside, you three went out to look at what was going on. There were souls coming down from the sky, souls that wasn't supposed to, souls which are the unbalanced ones randomly landing on Duat and you knew that this was all Arthur’s doing. You clenched your fists, knowing that you didn’t have any time.
Going back inside, Marc stopped you two and stammered hurriedly that he would tell eveyrthing to you. You weren’t an idiot, you saw how his eyes were red and puffy as if he has been holding himself back from crying. Putting your hand on his shoulder, you took the side of his face into your hand and looked at him deeply.
“Marc, that’s the only way your scales could be balanced. I know the past could get disturbing but we NEED to see what happened in that room!”
“I’m begging you… Please let’s not go there, it’s not even worth it!”
“It’s worth enough that you are desperately trying to get us away from that room…”
Steven looked at Marc with a gaped mouth, telling him that if he didn’t let you two to see it, everyone woul die and that would be his fault… Which made him hit himself repeatedly, and angrily. Looking at him shocked, you didn’t know what to do to stop him from hurting himself. It was… trauma response. And something triggered it, that something being the sentence “your fault”…
Suddenly facing the back of Marc’s back, you looked around curiously. Smiling at the pictures he had drawn while Steven was muttering something and Marc’s breaths were getting heavier, you looked at all the little trinkets he had but something that wasn’t supposed to be there made you raise a brow suspiciously.
A belt… An adult’s belt…
What the hell it was doing in here?
“You made me up…”
Breathlessly talking at open, you looked at Steven with a hand on your hip. Before you had the chance to ask him what he meant, Marc’s mother burst inside the room angrily.
“You’re gonna learn to.. listen…”
And you widened your eyes and gasped with tears on your eyes when she took the belt and slowly went closer to the little kid.
“No,no,no… Marc, is it true?! But, but there’s gotta… There’s gotta be something..!”
Taking both of you out the room to not let you see it any longer, you sat down on the ground, your shaky legs not being able to hold themselves together anymore. Looking at void, you just thought about all the times he flinched back from you when you just wanted to fix his hair. Or whenever you suddenly appear, he would fo quiet… You thought that he hated your guts but it was the opposite…
He just had wounds too deep to be fixed with a simple magic…
Looking at the street where he was standing, drinking and shaking his head at the window, he started to wobble towards you with muttering I can’t do that. Watching him helplessly, you couldn’t hold yourself anymore and ran to hug him to yourself when he dropped to his knees and cried out but his eyes just rolled back and suddenly, it was as if something had switched inside.
“No… No, Marc you didn’t…”
Seeing him curse and try to get up, confused as to how he came here made you sob into your hands violently, everything suddenly making sense. Turning your head slightly to look at his figure, Marc put a hand on your shoulder, rubbing it reassuringly. He didn’t like how you cried and sobbed for him, how you were shaking like a leaf. Looking down, he started to explain everything to Steven.
“I just… I couldn’t do it, I couldn’t face her. All the things I’d done-”
“Marc…”
Tensing up when he felt your shorter arms hugging him almost suffocatedly, he didn’t move any muscle, he didn’t look down at you. He just tensed himself up to not to just wrap his arms around you and hug you to himself while crying on your shoulder…
Like how he would have done to his mother.
“All those horrible things she said to you, she was wrong. It wasn’t your fault…”
Shaking his head at Steven’s words, he desperately wanted to believe them. But he just… couldn’t. Not when he had his brother’s blood on his hands.
“I shouldn’t have brought him to that cave, I just shouldn’t…”
Taking his face into your hands and kissing his forehead softly you touched your foreheads together, a sign of affection of your people. Looking at his eyes, you rubbed the underside of his eyes.
“Marc, there is only one thing you need to understand: Being a child is not a sin. You couldn’t have known, you were just a kid…”
Looking at you and Steven for a few seconds, he made a move to hug you but upon sensing the ground shaking, they both gripped you hard so that nothing would happen to you. Rushing to the doors, Taweret looked at you three sadly and announced that their scale never balanced and now the unbalanced souls were to take their souls.
After fighting against them, Steven grabbed a bat and destroyed the sand people. After he destroyed the last one, you almost let out a laugh of joy and prepared to leave but just as your happiness started, it ended quickly. Before another one would pull Marc down, Steven sacrificed himself and Marc let out a huge cry of his name.
Watching them sadly, you disappeared into thin air to finish what you started, begging them to forgive you.
“O’ Father of All Gods, I’m offering my soul and heart to save and protect those two servants for they had sacrificed so much for you… Spare them with your mercy and allow me to finish my journey.”