Chapter 2
I started watching the news daily. Finally, no fake shit, something actually seemed to be happening. Thing was.. no one was able to find whatever happened. The weird rain, the falling objects.. nothing. No evidence, not even a crater. I only went to see for myself when it went back to the fake bullshit news. I was sick of waiting just for it to end up being some stupid stuff about the queen "having an accident" or some bullshit..
It was a simple road trip. We would've left Jake but he can't cook and we don't want him to murder someone. I would've left Steven but I also don't want Jake to murder me and neither of us can cook, so Steven has to. I would send them to do my dirty work but I'm the only one that actually knows where we're going.. and I'm the only one that can drive normally.
And so.. Now it's a road trip. Jake really just as bad as I say, maybe a bit grouchy but he won't kill you just by seeing you but he has... Little restraint. It's hard to explain, really. We're driving aimlessly but I pinpointed about where the objects fell.. So we should be good.
Some time later, about four minutes off from the area, the car starts getting fucking shot at. Not gonna lie, some dudes are just pumping lead into the damn car. Thankfully... we have weapons too, plenty. Steven hides like a little pussy boy and Jake seems to be using this as an excuse to vent anger out. I guess I should use this for the same..
It's not particularly difficult to deal with them, but the bullets don't deflect without the suit. I get a little side tracked and don't even realize Jake literally ditching me and stealing the car. Bitch really left me to deal with this shit myself! All in all, horrible experience, 1/10 on Yelp.
At the end, of course I won.. but with a steep cost, of course. Without my suit, I was back inside an empty room just like when I was first turned into an alter. I leaned my head back and sighed. This is where I'm gonna die.. all because of stupid fucking Jake.. I tilted my head up towards the night sky.. no Khonshu to save me.
My body was healing itself like some sort of... superpower. Of course Khonshu still interferes with me, even when I'm about to die. My vision was still blurry from sleepiness and I'm about to fucking die here.. But I could see his beak. In some sort of weird manner, he put my head in his lap.
"You will be alright, my fist." I would flick him if I could... really calling me his fist again as if I still work for him...
"Did you forget? You are still my avatar, Marc Spector..."
I woke up in a cold sweat and looked around the room. I was back home.. everything was okay. I found my leg harness wasn't on anymore...and instead broken. While I found it weird, it was also starting to make a little sense.. but what did Khonshu mean? Still his avatar, what was that about? We broke off the agreement after Harrow was dealt with..but yet he's still here..
The suit was still here, everything was still here. That's where the panic set in. I started grabbing random things like my razor and cutting up my arms. The wounds would heal almost instantly and I was Khonshu in the mirror...
"Why.. why can't you just let me live a normal life?! I practically yelled at him, grabbing at his robe.
"Do not act like you are the only one, Marc. You and your other two.. companions, they are also my avatars. My fist, my pacifist and my psychopath. Fitting codenames, no?"
"Yes, but— I told you to fuck off once Harrow was dealt with so why..? Why are you still here?!"
"Because, you subconsciously chose to keep me. Do not blame me, blame your own mind."
"Oh fuck you.." There's a loud bang at the door. It's not a knock, more like something just exploded and then the door got kicked open. I'm armed with my razor, which isn't too helpful but.. oh well! "Be careful, Marc Spector. This person is an avatar and likely means no harm." "Fuck off."
I throw the razor at the person, who ends up being a man. "Did you have to burst down the do—" Note to self, this guy is really fucking strong. "Are you Marc Spector?" I'm pressed against a wall by the neck. His hand is fucking massive, big enough for one to fit around my neck. "..Who's asking?"
"Good, so you are the avatar of Khonshu, yes?" "Ye-" "Great. We require your assistance urgently at once. You are to be summoned immediately to the chamber room inside Egypt. The very same you saw whilst fighting Ahmet's avatar. We will be awaiting you there. If you do not make an appearance, we will come to you."
He lets me go and I practically wheeze for air. "G.. got it.. clear.. be there in a jiffy.." I wave him off and.. he leaves. He at least fixed the fucking door like a normal guy. I slid down the wall and cover my face. First Khonshu is back.. and now there's some other avatars after my ass? It seems they're not aware that Khonshu has multiple avatars.. not that Osiris has separated us via.. unknown and odd means after we died. Before dying, me and Steven had been whole, along with the more quiet Jake. After dying, all three of us had been split apart and when we came back, we were still.... separate.
I was still fairly shaken by whatever the fuck just happened and assumed that Jake and Steven were either heading back or dead because of Jake's AMAZING driving skills. Emphasis on amazing. I end up taking our other car because no way in hell am I risking that dude coming back for a round two on my neck. Jake is gonna see the bruise and act like I have some kinky boyfriend or something weird.. and the drive is actually quite peaceful. Sure, it takes a few days and I miss my best friends but.. it's peaceful.
The chamber isn't what I expected. It looks different from when I last saw it with some nice pillars and less like a tomb. Everything was much more modern and nice. "Marc Spector, welcome." It's the scary as fuck man ginger from before.. and he's not even buff! His god must be someone powerful..
"Is he the one?" Another man, wearing a suit and black hair, spoke up. "Of course it is. I saw him at the site with two others." Starting to get really confused.. are they talking about when those people started shooting our car?
"Were.. were you the ones shooting our car..?"
"Why, yes. You got a little too close to our hideout. However, that was before realizing you were another pantheon's avatar.." The ginger says.
It's all clicking a little more now. "Hold up, hold up. Other pantheons? You mean there's other avatars for different fucking pantheons??"
They all laughed except one, who simply explained. I didn't realize until now but he never opened his eyes so.. blind? Why would a god choose a blind avatar?
"Yes. This.. if you are not currently aware, is the Nordic pantheon.. but there are plenty of others out there. You yourself are from the Egyptian pantheon."
"Hold up, hold up.. do you guys even know that my friends are avatars too?" They seem to freeze at this, all at once.
One of them speaks up, a brunette with a beanie. "Are you implying that they are also avatars of an Egyptian god? Or maybe you're friends with them to keep calm between you and the Greeks.."
I shake my head, rubbing my temples. This'll be a pain to explain. "We were all trapped inside the same body and Osiris separated us. When we were trapped in the same body, Khonshu was our god so.. all three of us ended up becoming Khonshu's avatars."
"The what?" "Explain that in baby words, thanks" "the fuck" "Makes sense."
"HOW DOES THAT MAKE SENSE, MIKAEL?!"
This dude deadass shrugged, meaning he has no idea what the hell is happening either. "Don't really know how it works, but.. yeah! That's as baby as you're getting, blue suit.. man." I shrugged, shoving my pockets into my sweatpants pockets.
"Whatever!" Ginger man speaks up. "Let me introduce us first. The beanie guy is Mikael, my name is Nicholas, the 'blue suit man' is Hodjr and the guy that never opens his eyes is Tenzai. There are others, but chose not to be here.. it's also women's night out, so they're not here either. Tokitou also chose not to be here ca—" Mikael cut him off. "Cause he's a fucking loser. Anyways, we need to pretty please have some sort of.. exchange with you guys. For many years, our pantheon has been at war with the other pantheons. We want to make amends with your pantheon... and the only way I can think of is..."
There's silence for a moment. Mikael looks like a tomato and everyone else is acting like fucking children. "The only way to make amends.. is for you to marry one of us.. but preferably me, as my god is the leader of the pantheon..."
I'm bewildered. "Why didn't you marry Horus' avatar, creep?"
Mikael sighs. "It doesn't go that way. I apologize, but I had a prophecy that it had to be you. Not your other.. Brothers or whatever, but you. Got it? Great.. please, are we done? Marry me or our pantheons will likely be at war for all eternity.. we can act like we aren't even married after that, got it?"
".....Okay..?"