#moonknight x femaleoc

[murdocksgavel]

The lunar eclispe

Part one of the eclipse series

Rating: explicit

Word count: 4.8k

Summary: an old friend of marc Spector's shows up out of nowhere to find his alter steven grant living his own life until she comes into the picture and changes everything, but is it really for the good?.

Warnings: mega angst, some fluff, violence, half nakedness, blood, swearing, flirting, spoilers for moonknight ep 1, depections of DID, IED, and insomnia. Grumpy khonshu, mentions of a pet dying, marc and steven agreeing oc is hot, eventual smut, hinting at the gods osiris, and ra, and grammar mistakes. (Lmk if i missed any!)

A/N: I'm so excited for this series, moonknight has been a favorite of mine for a while, pls don't be afraid to critique kindly. I've done research on both IED, and DID so i hope i get it right. My DID portrayal will sort of follow the show, BUT OTHER THAN THAT ENJOY!.

"𝗛𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗼 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝗸𝗲" continuous, playback, repeat, stay awake, don't fall asleep, repeat, repeat, morning. Steven grant shoots up from his bed, ankle still chained, sand in tact, tape on the door, and everything was alright he could finally start his day. He had to pratically rush to the museum almost falling asleep again on the bus, but pushed himself awake and made it off the bus in time, at least he hoped so. Rushing into the museum, but was stopped by donna. His body was turned in her direction, but his eyes landed on a woman near the tiny pyramid of giza, "stevie are you even paying attention" donna snapped her fingers in front of his face bringing him back to reality, or a reality he didn't want to be in. "This one time okay, go help that girl, shew go before I change my mind", and with that Steven was off, he didn't need to be told twice. Steven sort of ran towards her wanting to get to her before she left, and he did, that's when he watched her gingerly pick up a piece of trash, and sigh which made him smile sort of. "They do realize that the pyrmiad of giza is pratically the most famous ancient wonder in the world right", her voice was like silk, but her voice felt weirdly familar, shaking his head and returning his attention to the beautiful woman. "They don't understand the high importance, can't blame them for living in the new world can you", steven replied just as gingerly as she had picked up the trash, but when her hazel eyes met his he saw something in them spark, and become sort of...panicked and paranoid.

"I totally forgot to introduce myself I'm-um" she hesitated, Steven noticed, but shook the thought of his mind, because oddly he felt as if they were being watched by someone other than donna. "Sorry, I'm khepri, khepri omar", (𝐇𝐞'𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡) she tensed, but held her hand out towards steven, and he gently shook it with a lopsided smile, "it's nice to meet you khepri, where are you from- oh I- I didn't mean it like to sound creepy, it's just I've never seen you around here- and I'm- i'm still holding your hand I'm so sorry" steven backed away wiping his sweaty palm on his jacket, but all "khepri" did was laugh. "Don't worry, it was cute, I was born in giza actually, lived there till my parents died, and moved to new york, I'm- I'm visting a friend" again another hesitation at the friend part steven noticed, but he was to in awe to notice, that he did. "That's amazing, not that your parents died, very tragic, but how long did you stay in giza", and with that he started following her like a puppy on a leash when she walked into the other part of the museum, "27 years, my parents died when i turned 27, didn't have a reason to stay, I also lost a few people very close too me as well" (𝐀𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐞? 𝐓𝐬𝐤 𝐭𝐬𝐤), her head had turned back to him, almost like she was studying him very closely, like she could see right through him, but before steven ever got the chance to speak she turned away from him, and looked back at the paiting of the sun god re (ra).

"You know Egyptian mythology has to be the most complex mythology out there, it's just so beautifully complex, I've always wanted to know more, it's just indescribable" steven noticed the way her eyes shined when she spoke, steven studied her quietly, her wavy black hair that looked like it had been recently dyed though he could see hints of brown still, the way goosebumps erupted on her arm even if she was wearing a green sweater that was rolled up on one of her arms, her bottom teeth being slightly crooked compared to the top, but they still looked perfect, her beautiful olive brown skin that was slightly darker in some places. "Khepri" snapped her fingers in front of his face, and Steven's eyes pratically popped from their sockets, "you okay?", but before he could say anything that crude bitch who called him stevie walked over to them, "stevie you need to get to work, the day's almost over, no offense to honeybun here unless you wanna buy something i suggest you let him do his job", "khepri" scoffed at the woman, and pulled steven just a tad closer so she could whisper, "don't worry I'll buy something just in case", and with that steven looked down at her realizing just how close they now were, and he was now mentally panicking at the proximity they were in, "you definitely don't have too", but again she just laughed, and followed him to his little workplace.

"I want something to remember this day by, so why don't you pick it out?" "Khepri" grinned leaning on the cool counter with her arms folded until another woman came up in front of them, her eyes never meeting hers which made her straighten up slightly, "best steakhouse huh?, she's cute" her voice wavered, and she sounded tense until steven turned around with a tiny osiris cat plushie in his hands. "That is possibly the second cutest thing I've seen all day!" "Khepri" practically squealed, very different from her normal deep, rich talking voice, "what's, what's the first thing then?" Steven sounded genuinely curious internally hoping she wasn't going to say the picture of ammit because it would definitely not have been a first for him. "Definitely you" jesus christ she said it so confidently, and without any regret it caused his legs to pratically turn to jelly, and he had to step back to keep his balance. He straightened up when he noticed her staring at him again with a concerned look on her face, "sorry, that was a little forward on my part, but-" he cut her off, and now it was her turn to look confused until he grabbed her wrist, and led her to the back, (shit he figured me out, he knows, someone told him, what do i do?). He didn't know why he had grabbed her wrist, or drug her to the back, or slammed the door, OR EVEN LOCKED IT?, steven was very confused, and apparently so was she.

"Steven what the hell are you doing", his body practically twisted around when she said..his name, he never gave her his name, and he never put on his nametag, "how do you- how do you know my name" his voice now lower than usual, the accent thickening as he stares at the woman before him who seems to be breathing slightly harder, and shaking almost, not filled with fear, but adrenaline, and anger. "Just, calm down I'll explain everything soon, but you need to move before I make you" her voice was dangerously low, but something was telling steven to go near her; backing her into the wall behind her, she was breathless now, almost pained, her breaths were wheezy like her chest had tightened, and her hands were shaking almost like she was holding something back. "You need to back the fuck up right now" this time it was a low growl coming from her, and steven, poor Steven felt like he had no control over his own movements, or body for that matter, but pushing all he can aside he stepped away from her, and the anger he saw before, sort of slowly faded away despite her hands still trembling. She tried walking away, and steven tried letting her, but his hand shot out, and grabbed her wrist. "Khepri" got pissed, not like she wasn't already but this just set her off, and poor steven didn't see it coming at all. She literally flipped him over her shoulder and onto the hard ground knocking the wind out of him, and then landed a hard punch right next to his head, but something was entirely off with her, he could barely make it out, but her former dark brown eyes, were now a bright golden color "Stay out of my way marc, steven, jake, all of you, or else understand?", and with that he blacked out.

Wake up, wake up, damnit WAKE UP, Steven pratically shot awake like a bullet from it's gun, but when he noticed his surrondings he was back in his own bed like it was all a dream, but his body said otherwise, he ached everywhere, there was a bruise on his shoulder, a cut along his jaw, and a matching one on his forehead, but what made him even more terrified was the ominous extreme supply of papers surronding him with what he believed to be a name, and it read "nailah amir". Nailah stumbled into the flat she was currently renting, yes she had come to london to find him, well marc, but her mind was racing with a trillion thoughts, and shit her head ached like the rest of her body, a much greater ache then when she fought the punisher that one time, even if she lowkey missed his bullshit."I'm going to kill him" nailah angrily muttered under her breath, walking in front of her body mirror, nailah was fucking beat. Her shoulder was out of socket, her lip was split open, her jaw had a bruise forming, and her ribs were definitely bruised, all of which would be gone in like 2 hours except for her shoulder of course, and it was one of those rare times she was thankful for being superhuman. Steven was pacing still holding the paper in his hand, was nailah, khepri?, or was khepri, nailah? He had so many questions, and none of them were being answered that was until he saw an address on the note, and stupidly enough he decided to go to said address, he didn't know why, but he felt a pull, a tug of some sort, and he was going to get to the bottom of this one way or another.

Nailah was now standing in the middle of her living room her torn sweater flung on her couch, body mirror in the living room, standing just in her sports bra and gray sweats as she tried to uncomfortably stich a wound that was stinging, and practically streching every angle when she attempted to clean it. "This is fucking bullshit, he better be fucking happy I can't scar anymore" nailah grumbled, that was until there was a knock on her door which caused to jump, and her to press down slightly harder than what she wanted to do, "fuck!, one second" nailah yelled out, and limped over to the door not bothering to look through the peephole. Her eyes were fixated on the ground before they flickered to meet his eyes, "no, absolutely not", and she slammed the door in his face. Steven's hand shot out before the door could close fully, and he stepped into the room holding up his hands as nailah whipped around and gave him a nasty glare. "You really should start listening to people when they give you death threats" Nailah gritted out, and he was about to reply with some witty comment, but finally took in his surroundings, and his eyes traveled up her body, and steven noticed everything, the tattoo that placed itself in the center of her chest, it was the ankh, an Egyptian symbol obviously, and he wondered if she had more that was until he met her eyes, and he thought he saw them soften almost, it was so close, but she put her guard back up, and created more space between them, but he wanted to go near her; it was almost like he couldn't stay away, and it confused him, and he just wanted some fucking answers.

Nailah was cautious, and paranoid because now they were just staring at each other; him in his casual work attire, nailah in her sports bra, and sweats and the current wound now healing slowly thanks to him, or well marc. "It's getting dark you should leave" her voice had dropped from its dangerous tone, to a low numb tone, but he didn't; finally gaining the courage to speak up, "i just need answers please, i- i don't know why i did that, or-or what happened when I blacked out, but please, please nailah I just need some bloody answers" his voice broke when he finished his sentence, and his eyes started to water, and he just was so tired, and confused, and just wanted some answers and sleep. His knees gave out beneath him, (steven you're being dramatic) the voice in his head spoke, but nailah didn't seem to think so, and her persona she had going on just melted away, like a switch had been flipped, and she walked closer to him, and without warning he just wrapped his arms around her lower half, and rested his head against her abdomen. She visibly tensed, and steven was going to pull away until she crouched down on her knees in front of him and pulled him into a hug. It felt all too familar for the both of them, like this wasn't the first time they've hugged like this, but steven buried his face in her neck pratically clinging onto her, as she gently ran her hand through his messy curls, "I'm so sorry, I just, I need answers please", and with that she only pulled him closer, but with that nailah sighed, "you'll get them soon enough, and steven I'm so sorry", Steven's heart fell to his feet at her voice, but spoke "for what?", "for this", nailah then harshly grabbed his hair, and slammed his head against the wooden floor beneath them.

Steven awoke again, but this time he was on the ground in a grass field and his jaw was disloacted, "oh my god, this is weird", he popped his jaw back into place until he heard another person groaning, and panting. "What the bloody hell is going on" steven yelled out in the person's direction, and he heard them groan again this time annoyance laced in their tone. "Just duck and run", steven slowly stood, and, fucking nailah, he was really starting to not like this girl, but bloody hell he just couldn't stay away. Steven faced a sort of castle like structure with a guy hanging out, and he could literally hear nailah face palm as she stood behind him. "Hi, hiya" steven waved up at the guy still really confused until another one came into frame, and started shooting at them which sent steve off running along with nailah in his direction. "Hi? really steven, you fucking said hi" nailah yelled out at him, "well you aren't the most charming person either" steven yelled back, both very frantic, but nailah pulled steven into a alley way, pratically pulling his entire body against hers, "I find myself to be quite charming actually" nailah whispered looking around them, and then at him, her eyes flickering from his own eyes, to his lips? (𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐧𝐢𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮),and back to his eyes. "What do we do now?" Steven whispered back too her, slowly letting his shaky hands rest on her waist but still tense, which made her tense, but she seemed to shake it off "follow the crowd, don't let anyone get the scarab or he'll kill all of us", nailah huffed out, out of breath like she was flushed, but she pushed steven off of her, and grabbed his hand without thinking leading him into the crowd.

They followed the crowd to the center of town, her hand still in his, and he guessed she just did it absent mindedly, but he still blushed at the gesture, "keep your head down, and we'll make it out of this alive, hopefully" her whisper close to his ear made goosebumps erupt along his body, and that's when their attention was split to a man walking up in front of the crowd, and he could quite literally feel nailah tense up behind him at the sight of this man. "Are you- are you okay?" Steven whispered, but she didn't respond just tensed even more, now he was thinking she had more issues than him. Nailah stared practical icy holes into the man in front of them, more so his scales tattoo, "ammit" nailah whispered, and before she could say anything else the scale man yelled something in what he guessed was anciet Egyptian, and everyone else got on one knee, but nailah and steven both faltered to do so, "bollocks", "fuck" each one of them muttered when the scales man came near them. "We need to leave now" steven looked towards nailah who was now being crowded by henchmen but her eyes were pratically glued to him, (𝗼𝗵 𝗺𝘆 𝗴𝗼𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗶𝗱𝗶��𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱, 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗯 𝗼𝗿 𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂). "Steven don't" nailah warned as he attempted to hold the scarab towards scales man, but his body twisted and started walking off all by itself and he wasn't even doing it, it stopped abruptly when his frantic eyes landed on nailah who was currently being held tightly by the arms, and shoulders by very scary looking men.

Thats when it happened before his own eyes, nailah stopped thrashing, and blue almost what seemed like mummy wraps engulfed her entire body, it was the color of a lapis stone, but that wasn't it, the colors were of blue, gold, black, and white, it wrapped around her all the way up to her neck covering her entire body, a train ending at her ankles where black pants ended as well. Nailah extended her hand and a golden staff appeared slowly, and when steven looked up at her, her eyes were a molten gold color. "What the bloody fuck is going on" steven yelled out as he was being carried off by some footmen. Nailah was absolutely demolishing the men around her all by herself, but steven, poor Steven was at the mercy of henchmen until he blacked out. He was shaking when his eyes came back into frame, Steven was surrounded by bloody dead bodies, and blood was on his hands, his ears were ringing, but something, or someone was calling his name, he was staring into a void until he felt warm hands on his face holding it gently which if he wasn't tense already, he definitely was now. "Steven, steven look at me, we have to leave right now come on", nailah, but she was in a really really gorgeous fighting suit, and her eyes, her eyes that were golden are now brown again, and she was bloody, there was blood on her face, along her arm, and forehead, and steven backed up, but she just followed him, and that staff, the one she was holding was gone, "steven we need to leave now, I'm fine okay?, the guys are all dead, but we need to go, neither of us can stay here anymore so let's go" nailah's tone was soft, but frantic, and Steven, jesus christ Poor steven followed blindly. What the absolute fucking shit.

They fumbled into an icecream truck, it was the only one they had okay. "We're gonna die, we're gonna die" steven kept muttering under his breath as nailah was practically panting in the chair next to him until she looked over at him "we're not going to die, just make sure they don't get the scarab, and don't get shot" nailah yelled out, and extended her arm behind her and the staff she was using earlier appeared again , "yeah thanks very bloody helpful" steven yelled back, and nailah flipped him off. (𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗧𝗥𝗨𝗖𝗞 𝗜𝗗𝗜𝗢𝗧, 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗧𝗥𝗨𝗖𝗞) Steven's head whipped towards the road, and he slammed on the breaks, which sent both him and nailah against the dash when someone crashed into them behind them giving a man an advantage to climb into the car. The man went for nailah first, and she put up a good fight, but it seemed like she was holding something back, something big, and it almost seemed like she let him knock her out, and now steven was seriously fucking panicking, until he blacked out once more. He was holding something now, well two things, he felt weight in his hand, and in his lap, "oh my fucking god" steven yelled out when he saw the gun in his hand, the dead man falling from the back of the truck, and nailah's staff in his lap till it was moved; she was awake now, and her hands were shaky, and she was fucking pissed, but he also noticed her eyes were gold again.

"Shit, shit, shit" steven muttered out as he pressed on the gas, and nailah stood up slowly, he noticed she wasn't fumbling around like the dead guy was, and now he definitely knew she was hiding something. "Can't you do something" steven yelled out, and then threw the gun towards the car, (𝗗𝗜𝗗 𝗛𝗘 𝗝𝗨𝗦𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗢𝗪 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗚𝗨𝗡!?) Steven heard something yell out, and he yelled out "I DONT KNOW WHAT IM DOING, NAILAH A LITTLE HELP PLEASE", but before she could he blacked out once more. Nailah was ontop of the fucking roof of the car when steven woke up, he knew it was only by the shout of the word fuck she let out, and then he realized he was driving backwards, "I'm driving backwards what the shit" steven yelled out. Nailah on the other hand was having a really hard time, two guys had jumped up on the roof, so she climbed out through the back, and reached the roof, but she didn't have her staff, but she didn't need it for this. Steven turned the car back to the front and slammed on the gas just as it started to slowly stop, but the car behind him was now in front of him along with two bodies he presumed nailah flung, and she was now right next to him, both breathing hard until logs came crashing down, and killing the men in front of them, and he noticed after yelling nailah didn't flinch, but she was staring at him, and then he woke up. It was all a dream?, but his body ached, and- and nailah, and her eyes, the ice cream truck, the men..., the chain around his ankle was in tact, and all he could do was run his hand over his face, and let out a loud laugh.

It was his day off, and it had resulted in him reading, his feet propped up on his desks, and steven was now talking to gus, or at least that's what he thought. It caught his eye after he looked over their the first time, and he stood up out of his chair looking deeply at the Fish before his eyes, "what the f-". Steven brought the fish to the place he remembered getting it from in a tiny blender he had and held it out to the woman there. He had argued with the woman for what felt like hours until he remembered something else, his fucking date. He missed the fucking date, apparently today was sunday, how the bloody hell did he miss two days, it was all he could think of going into work the next day. Fucking bloody hell there she was among a crowd that seemed to be crowding around her, and then he saw it, the man who tried to kill them in his dream, or what he thought was a dream, but he wasn't so sure now if it even was. Steven rushed over to where nailah, and the other people were, and immediately stood next to her, and heavens above the look on her face when she saw him made his heart skip a good 3 beats if that was even possible. She looked relieved, tired as he did, but her once tense face was now softened until the man stepped near him, and nailah stepped in front of steven; her jaw locked as she stared at the man in front of them, then looked back at steven and her gaze softened, her jaw still locked, but her beautiful eyes said something else. That was until she turned back to (𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫)...arthur, and her eyes were golden.

Nailah was watching arthur like a hawk when he grabbed Steven's wrist, and placed his cane thingy that balanced on his wrist. That's when nailah pratically growled, "if you hurt him I'll fucking rip your throat out, and make you wish for mercy in the name of osiris" Steven's eyes pratically popped out of his head, and did his breathing pick up?, his mouth parted slightly as he stared at her, and bloody hell she was so gorgeous when she was threatening someone, (𝙎𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙖𝙡��� 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚) and with that he actually nodded to the voice in his head. She let Arthur continue anyway, and placed a very feather light hand on his shoulder to pull him away just in case, but as the scales on his arm moved, it just kept moving. "You have chaos within you" Arthur spoke aloud, and Steven looked towards nailah, grabbed her hand like he did the day they met, and ran. Night now had fallen they were the only two in the museum or so they thought. "What does he mean there's chaos inside me, and you- you haven't told me shit, you said you would and you haven't" steven wasn't usually this loud, but he was yelling now, and nailah; her and her perfect fucking face just leaned against the..osiris pillar with a amused expression on her face, and her arms crossed as she just stared at him.

"Look I want to okay, I wish I could tell you everything, why you saw the figure when you were in the elevator, or the man in the mirror, but if i do that then im responsible for how you react" it all came pouring of her mouth in one fluid, smooth motion, and before steven could even speak a word she stopped him. Finally nailah moved from her position at the pillar with her hand out, and walked towards Steven quietly, her feet never making a single sound. Arthur, his voice rang throughout the museum, and then they both heard the howling, and hissing of a monster he probably summoned, nailah looked at Steven, Steven looked at nailah, and the both at the same time said, "run". They both sprinted into the museum, and hid behind a pillar, Steven threw his bag, but it didn't do much the jackal thing still found them, and before he knew it he was on his feet again running with nailah following close. He didn't see the way she stopped, and pratically skidded across the floor when she yelled the word run, but something happened, like there were two monsters, because somehow one got to him as he locked himself in the bathroom, but he could still hear nailah fighting one off, and he prayed to whatever god there was that she was winning. Nailah was not currently winning she had summoned her suit, the staff, but it still was now on top of her snapping at her face, and she knew regardless of what the consequences may be she had to become, "eclipse" the word fell from her lips as her eyes started to glow that deep golden color.

Steven on the other hand was panicking, but then he heard that man, the man that was in the mirror before the elevator incident. "I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die" was all steven could seem to mutter out, until he heard that man, and his eyes flew to the mirror, it looked exactly like him, but american?. "You're not going to die, let me save us" was all steven needed, and he just frantically nodded his head, and steven blacked out just as the jackal attacked him. Nailah was now in control of her situation, her eyes had that golden shine, but as she extended her empty hand with her palm facing the jackal a beam of bright golden light hit it square in the chest, and seemed to burn the jackal from the inside out, it was almost like a sunray. She had no time to waste and nailah ran to where she heard running water, still with her staff in hand, still in her suit, but her eyes had gone back to their normal sunkissed brown color. "Steven are you-", she stopped dead in her tracks, the suit unwravling itself from her body, the cane dissapearing, and her eyes pratically popped from their sockets as she said one word as the white cladded figure turned around. One word, one name, and a single gasp "marc", and then he wakes up.

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[murdocksgavel]

The Solar Eclispe

Part two of the eclispe series

Rating: explicit

(THIS IS RLLY LONG IM SRRY) Word count: 6.9k

Summary: an old friend of Marc Spector's shows up out of nowhere to find his alter steven grant living his own life until she comes into the picture and changes everything, but is it really for the good?

Warnings: somehow this one is filled with more angst like alot. Flirting, Fluff, implied kissing, mentions of characters dying (more than once), mentions of childs death, kissing kissing, osiris bullying khonshu, IED and DID depictions, swearing, sad nailah, PTSD, disassociating, flashbacks, spoilers for moonknight, . (possibly bad writing i was vry tired, LMK IF I MISSED ANY)

A/N: this took a long time to write ngl. I'm so ecstatic though b/c this is definitely my favorite chapter so I RLLY HOPE U GUYS LIKE IT.

A single gasp "marc", and then he wakes up. Steven shot up with a gasp and pratically jumped out of his bed, but landed on his hard wooden floor face first with only tiny memories of the night before. Nailah on the other hand didn't sleep at all after the museum incident, and she was pratically fuming. Her chest was tightening, hands tremoring, her thoughts began to race, and it all sent her spiraling down a dark,windy,curvy lane of memories. It was a unusually cool day in egypt with the wind blowing in the direction of the sunrise along the three pyramids top. Nailah amir had just gotten words her parents had died in a shootout in hells kitchen new york. Of all days it had to be on the Anniversary of her- of her daughters death. It sent her spiraling, and she hadn't been taking her meds not after- not after he left her, and it was all just getting really bad again, and the tightness in her chest indicated she was going to have a very explosive episode if she didn't find something else to focus on. London was nothing like egypt it was cold, aggressive, windy, gray, and sometimes dull while her motherland was anything but maybe windy, but never dull especially after the incident with marc. Steven found himself searching the camera's now for any indication of what he thought he had dreamed, but now- now he knew better as he intently watched the camera's for any sign of literally anything, but that's when he saw it, or two things really.

The first thing he saw was nailah when she was fighting that thing, but it was invisible?, and then he saw her lift her hand and a golden sunray shot out?. He then sees another thing that pratically makes his bones quiver, and his face go shot pale with the goosebumps, and not the good kind. He sees himself staring straight at the camera, and Steven says, "that's not me". On the other hand nailah was now laying in her floor in a burial position, her hands were clasped and resting on her chest, and her legs were straight. This was what she did after she had her episodes, or at least that's what she used to call them quite literally in another lifetime. She found something else to focus on which was basically just her walking outside, and kept walking until she found herself nearing some mercenaries camp?. He got fired, fired from the gift shop job, and was now heading in some direction he didn't really know where he was going just letting them take him somewhere and to his suprise he ended up in front of her building. Nailah was still on the floor just listening to the quietness of her own breathing, everything was so....quiet, it was never this quiet even if osiris talked to her on the daily occasion he was never this quiet, she always hated the quiet. "Pretty girl you're not supposed to be here". Nailah pointed to herself when she saw a crowd of mercenaries pratically break their necks to look at her.

Holy shit she knew that guy, only from the news and her parents when they used to bicker how he was only stealing Egyptian artifacts and it only made her irritability increase. "I want to sign up to become a mercenary" if she was going to be ridiculed by the bushmen she was going to at least stand her ground. Steven stood at her door hesitating to knock, hesitating to even move he wanted to make sure she was okay, but what if she didn't want to see him. So he knocks, but he doesn't hear footsteps just the door opening, and then he sees her on the floor in just black sweats, and a tight tank top that shows off her arm muscles a little too well. "Nailah I- I came to ask if you- were okay, are you?" And all she does is roll her head to the side and stare up at him, she looks tired, eyes watered either from drinking or crying he can't tell, curly hair dishevelled across the floor, and just a tired expression on her beautiful face. The mercenaries pratically laughed in her face until what she guessed was another mercenary emerged from the tent, and holy shit in the name of re (ra) nailah's knees almost buckled. This man was about 5'9, curly black hair that fell close to his eyes, beautiful almost black eyes, and he carried himself with such confidence as he strided over to nailah pratically giving her a once over to which nailah felt as if he was checking her out, and honestly he definitely was, until he looked into her eyes, and spoke "can you fight?", and her eyes fucking widened. Nailah was still on the floor, and the silence was still in the air even with steven still standing right there just waiting for her speak, or maybe he was waiting to come up with the right words.

"How did you get the scar on your heart" Well he found words, but maybe they weren't the right ones, but little did he know nailah was weirdly relieved he said something to break the impending silence that caused her to break free from the flashbacks that haunted her silent mind. "Old friend of mine, used to be a army nurse for marine corps, he went off the rails, killed a family, almost got killed in the same place, he uh- he went crazy, and caught me off my guard and shot me ended up killing me again-" she heard stevens gasp and before she knew it he was now kneeling beside her. "Can you fight?" He asked her again this time snapping his fingers in front of her shocked face, but she quickly nodded and he pulled her quite gently by the arm to the middle of the sand dune they were on as a crowd formed around them. "Fight me then, if you win you can join got it?...what's your name sunbird". Nailah looked up at steven with hollow eyes probably not the most attractive look she's worn, but with the way steven was looking at her made her not care as much "anyway that's how I got the scar, woke up in the arms of my-..my umm well he was my best friend, frank castle, we parted ways when i decided to come to london, he didn't want me going alone, but i insisted" steven watched intently as she pulled out a necklace, a plain silver chained necklace with a sun, and a machine gun that rested right against it, "he gave me this as a parting gift", and with that steven just nodded needed to find words again, fucking hell this was hard especially since she was still laying down, and he could easily reach out and touch her, but all steven said was, "I hate to say this now, but I need your help..sunbird".

"My name is nailah, nailah amir" the man nodded and then looked her in the eyes once more, "beautiful name for a beautiful girl I'm marc spector" marc whispered which honestly made nailah blush until he threw her over his shoulder. He said it, he said that stupid fucking nickname and it made nailah bolt up from the floor, and now she was the one grabbing Steven's wrist. "Nailah- nailah did i say something" she seemed to be far away, her eyes just staring at him, and this was about to be so out of character for him, but the little american man inside of his head said to do it so he did. Steven pratically manhandled nailah to where she was sitting very closely in front of him, and just like she had done before to him he placed his shaky hands on the sides of her face, and forced her to meet his eyes. He knew this all too well the disassociating, the glossy eyes, all of it, and with that steven searched her eyes, "nailah listen to me, you are disassociating, and I really don't know how to do this, it's probably bloody useless because you're usually so strong, confindent, gorgeous, and self-assured, but please say something darling" steven rambled, and rambled on; the sudden feel of dread polluting his entire body. Nailah was on the sandy ground after she had just blinked, and marc was standing over her with a cheeky ass grin she wanted to slap off his face. She kicked up with her feet and landed perfectly back on the sand which made marc raise an eyebrow, and tilt his head and it was her chance without even blinking she used her position to sweep Marc's feet out from under him, and straddle him with a smirk, "I win". Marc was stunned to say the least, and he actually really wanted to kiss her, but instead marc reached up and moved her hair from her face.

Steven moved nailah's hair from her face which seemed to help because now she was backing up, and blinking, and then standing up, but shaking. Steven stood too rather abruptly and- (steven grab her hands, calm her the fuck down and go to the warehouse), and so he did exactly that, grabbing her hands, "I know it's alot trust me I know better than anyone else, but, and you don't have too but I need to go to a warehouse do you want to come?", and at that nailah looked up at him and sighed like she was relieved to see him which in turn made his heart swell, "yes, let me-let me change". "Where to first? I'm assuming we're going to a temple" nailah spoke interrupting the silence that once sat between the team which was just her, marc, frenchie, and bushmen she always hated the silence. "We're going to the moon gods temple and then the temple of re (ra)" bushmens tone was harsh, and crude towards her, but nailah still perked up regardless which marc noticed and then frenchie noticed that marc noticed so he elbowed him with a smirk. "I actually know where the temples are, I've lived here my whole life so i could take us", and when nailah said that everyone perked up but it was only marc who caught her gaze. Steven was waiting patiently by the door when she came back only 2 minutes later, now wearing long mom jeans, a tucked in turtle neck, a long brown jacket, and her curly hair felt at her shoulders, but what caught Steven's attention was the two necklaces that rested above her heart.

Two necklaces; the first one was the one frank castle gave her, and another that was the eye of re (ra) with an ankh adorning it at its side, and then they were off to the warehouse in awkward silence. Finally after what felt like 10 slow, agnozing hours, not that Steven minded being cooped up in a car with nailah, he just needed air and pratically rushed inside the warehouse with her following close behind. Nailah waited quietly while they walked to the warehouse, and now its all familiar, its all familiar again as they step inside and close the door, it's too familar. Three days later because bushmen needed some "personal time", and the wind was doing nothing for the group, and bushmen had kept talking about a doctor, but she pushed it aside and let her mind wander to the person who was next to her, marc Spector, and she was falling deep. "You still listening sunbird?" Marc spoke up, and nailah looked up towards him with a small smile on her face, "yeah, yeah I am, also we should be nearing khonshu's, and ra's temple now", and she was right, but as the two of them turned around they were met with bushmen pointing guns at the both of them. Steven rummaged through a duffle bag that he saw on the bed nailah was feeling, she was running her fingers along everything almost like everything here was familar. That's when marc appeared in the mirror after steven had picked up an id card, but hearing marc's voice made nailah shoot up from the bed she was previously occupying. "You two- you two holy shit you know him, you knew him personally how bloody personal did you two get?".

Marc jumped in front of nailah immediately when he saw the gun. "What the hell is going on" nailah spoke out loud regardless of her voice wavering she kept eye contact with bushmen and her hand was now resting in Marc's, "you're little boyfriend here disobeyed me", and that her head tilted, "if you're going to hurt him"- it was her turn to stand in front of marc now pulling a silver spear from the side of her waist, "you'll have to get through me first". Nailah just, she just blinked at Steven, but before she ever got the chance marc spoke up first, "you weren't supposed to see any of this, and yes she knew me personally, but it never got far",nailah was still silent now with both looking dead at her. "I-uh, I'm gonna wait outside- I can't, close spaces and me don't- don't work" nailah shut the door gently and pratically collapsed against the one opposite of it holding her hand to her mouth as her eyes clamped shut, and the tears she's been holding back for a while finally fell. She was trembling with fear now that a gun was being pointed at her, but regardless gripped the silver staff in her hand with a purpose, either to get the hell out of here alive, or die saving marc. "Fine then I'll go through you" it all happened so damn fast. Marc practically threw her out of the way as the gun pierced her ears, and when she looked back up he was laying in the sand, propped up on one elbow, and holding a bleeding wound. (Kill him, and bring marc to me) a voice whispered to her, this was her chance to use this explosive episode shes been holding back to finally fucking erupt, but- gods that word but,when she saw marc, the blood, his face twisted in worry and pain, and the spear, the voice, and instead of using this episode for revenge she used it for strength. She was going to save marc even if it killed her too.

The warehouse shook violently and the wind picked up within the hallway, and nailah quickly wiped her eyes, and abruptly stood as Steven ran out of the warehouse with a bag. "What the hell is happening" Nailah yelled out over the loud banging, and Steven just started running, and now she knew why. Khonshu was standing at the end of the hallway, but at the other end there was...osiris. nailah scampered over on the sand to where marc was as bushmen pratically left them in the dust, "I'm going to get you help I promise, you're not going to die marc not on my watch, okay? Not today." Tears spilled down nailah's sandy face as marc cupped her cheek with his nonbloody hand, "You're a pretty crier" was all he said and it whole heartedly made nailah chuckle until he rested his forehead against hers and let out a shaky sigh, "i- i lov- like you alot sunbird i really do", that was enough to give nailah even more strength to stand, and haul marc up, and now they were on their treacherous journey to the pyrmiads. 'KHONSHU, FORGOTTEN GOD OF THE MOON AND VENGEANCE, IF YOU LAY ONE MEESELY HAND ON THEM I WILL DRAG YOU TO THE UNDERWORLD MYSELF' nailah found herself widening her eyes at osiris's voice to the other god, and now it was her perfect escape to go find steven. Khonshu ended up in front of her again and she was going to call upon her staff, but osiris had other plans when he appeared behind khonshu. 'DID YOU THINK I WAS LYING, YOU WILL NOT HURT MY WARRIOR, NOR WILL YOU HURT MY WARRIORS BOYFRIEND' nailah couldn't help but chuckle, "osiris he's not my- you know what I'm gonna go find him". Marc was bleeding out fast, but they were almost there and all he had to do was hold on just a little longer, just a little longer, "you're going to survive marc I'm not letting you die today, not ever okay? Keep your eyes open" her voice was breaking, and all she could think about was how she was not going to loose someone else not ever, not today.

Steven ran out of the building even if khonshu was no longer behind him, but nailah was, and both of them were panting and catching their breath. That's when she heard a voice, that voice, layla and her fucking bike, and Steven getting on said fucking bike. She stole one, yeah, yeah it's not humane of her to do, but she had to catch up to steven and Layla and either it was the episode she was suppressing, or just pure determination she got to Steven's apartment quite fast, and got to the door, but it was shut in her face, "I'm going to kill the both of them" grumbling her eyes flickered to their powerful gold color, and out of nowhere a gust of win swept under the door, and unlocked it letting nailah walk in unannounced. She did, they got to the temples the only issue now was getting marc inside khonshu's temple because somehow he was still breathing, and nailah was thanking her lucky fucking stars. "Come on marc, come on we're almost there" her voice officially broke and both her a marc collapsed in the middle of the two temples, and the waterworks flowed down her face like the- the nile river. "You did good sunbird, I'm- I'm proud of you okay? I'm so proud of you, you did good" marc held her face with pale, sweaty, shaky hands, and his eyes stared into her own but his were losing their signature brightness. "Today has been really shitty you know, but I'm glad i met you" whispering with her forehead now pressed into his, marc was the first to look at her with concern even though he was literally dying, but like he was waiting for an answer as to why it was so shitty, "despite this, i got word today my parents died in a shootout in new york, my uh..daughter died today a few years ago she drowned in the nile, and now this, guess I'm just surrounded by...death". That she was, but death would not bring her back, not the first time at least.

"You're- how the hell did you find him" layla shot out at nailah pratically spatting in her face to which nailah wiped her face with a laugh, and not the good type of laugh. "Needed a vacation from frank castle decided to come to london, we just ran into each other" nailah was standing with her back to the door, her stance now tense again not what she had shown steven earlier; the vulnerability gone and her shield was back up along with the tension that presented itself in her face, and her body. "You- you were the one who helped frank castle escape, and you fucking helped him!? What the fuck nailah" layla was yelling now, and Steven was pacing, but she stayed calm, she always stayed calm, at least now she did Nailah was not calm, not calm at all placing marc in the door of the temple; she was so fucking close, so fucking close just a little bit more...- until a shot rang out through the empty desert. Layla looked down at the bag on the table and then back over at steven, obviously they had argued before nailah got there, and steven seemed anxious, and tense which wasn't anything new but it was obviously intensified right now, and she wondered if marc was speaking to him. "Layla don't" steven warned, but she went through the bag anyway despite Steven's wishes which made nailah roll her eyes, until she pulled out the scarab. It felt as if marc was yelling her name from a distance as she fell to the blood red sandy ground beneath her holding her chest. How she didn't die on impact was beyond her, but she could move. She could barely breath when she felt shaky, bloody hands lift her head into their lap, and all she could hear from him was, "don't you fucking dare leave me nailah, if I'm not allowed to die neither are you" his voice had broke, and the tears fell but then she felt something else, marc had lifted her to where her limp body was resting against him, but her head was in his hands, and at the moment she felt marc spector kiss her with the words, "until another lifetime" hung in the air, and then pure, unadulterated darkness.

That damn scarab started all of this; it was why nailah came back in the first place, (that and what went down with her and frank) like it had drawn her back here and now it was in the hands of the woman who saved the both of them. Yes nailah didn't quite like layla, maybe it was because their personalities clashed, but she had to give it to that woman because truthfully without her none of this would've been possible so yes nailah pushed layla away because in truth she cared for her regardless. (If you let her take the scarab they'll come after her you know this, don't let her take the scarab) nailah's eyes flickered to the shiny object now in layla's hand and then there was a knock on the door. Marc held nailah's now limp body in his arms, slowly feeling himself grow weaker by the second but he was literally crying his eyes out and rocking her limp body back and forth even if it hurt him to do so. "I'm so sorry, first day on the job gets you, and I both killed I'm so sorry sunbird, I'm so sorry" it was all he could say now, and the only thing he could think of was at least she was with her daughter now, but as he leaned down to kiss her cold forehead and looked up, even though he couldn't quite understand what she was saying as the darkness started slowly creep up on him all he could see was his good friend layla coming towards them, and then nothing. Layla was gone, no like literally as steven went to open the door, and nailah looked back layla was quite literally gone, and now two people were barging into the room, and Steven almost ran to be next to her. They both shared a look then nailah looked back towards the two "agents" with a snarl ripping loose from her mouth, and she spoke out loud enough for them too hear, "how fucking delightful". She was dead, like full on bloody corspe dead, but that bright light,the hawk, and the booming voice she heard, 'NAILAH AMUNET AMIR' it was right in front of her the voice, and a foreign warmth wrapped around her like a blanket, YOU WILL BE FORTH KNOWN AS THE FIST OF RA, FROM HERE ON OUT, ARISE MY KNIGHT AND PRESENT YOURSELF AS THE ECLISPE, THE MIGHTY FIST OF RA'.

She abruptly sat up from the gold altar she was laying on with a loud scream, a scream that shook the earth around her, a scream that caused the thunder to clap back, a scream that brewed a wicked storm, a scream that the sun wept for, a scream that called out for one name, and one name only, marc. nailah couldn't have stopped it if she tried it was already too late here she was passed out in a car while steven was conscious, but she was slowly starting to wake up, and she was fucking pissed. Steven was cuffed and so was nailah but when she awoke her body was horizontal meaning her legs were right over Steven's lap, and now was not the time to be flustered but a blush creeped up on her face regardless. Steven looked over at her with worry painting his face but nailah held a finger to her lips telling him to stay quiet, but she had a hard time when she felt him involuntarily relax and placed a really shaky hand on her calf with a lopsided,worry filled grin. Marc, marc, marc; it was all that was going through her foggy brain as she descended from the golden alter, and he was nowhere to be seen, (you know that rage she was feeling this morning, well it's coming back again). Her legs were shaky sort of like she was a newborn baby, but when her legs came too nailah bolted out of the temple into the nightly air of the Egyptian desert, and pratically stumbled into the temple of the god khonshu. The car had stopped moving and had parked in some weird ass back alley. That's when nailah jolted up, her legs still across Steven's lap and his hand was now practically using her thigh as a stress ball which in turn made her blush and reluctantly place her legs back on the floor board. "They're going to separate us i can hear them talking about it" she whispered looking over at Steven before gently grabbing his face mostly to get her point across, and mostly because she was mirroring his actions from earlier this day, "be careful please, promise me you will be" all steven could do was nod and maybe this was the little American in his head, or maybe it was just him but he very lightly pressed his lips to nailah's.

Her lips tasted like sun kissed citrus, blackberries, and honey a perfect combo Steven thought to himself. All of this wasn't what he wanted, he definitely wanted to keep kissing her as he still was, but he wanted to take her out on a date, go to a art museum, a vegan restaurant, or something but he could get by with this for now. Finally he pulls away to breathe and nailah has this beautiful lopsided smile on her face but Steven grabs her face again totally ignoring marc in the mirror who seems to be...jealous, but steven didn't care as he rested his forehead agaisnt hers, "i bloody promise". The temple sung when she entered like light was washed over every corner making her jump slightly, her hands tingled, but then she saw him laying on the altar and bolted to him. "Please wake up, please marc, if you don't I swear to the gods I'll kill you all over again" nailah gently grabbed his face in her hands and the tears she'd been building up all came out like a flood at the nile until she gently kissed his forehead the same way she did when her daughter died, but something was happening outside and in the temple. The two of them now separated thanks to arthur harrow who steven was now with and nailah was waiting impatiently. Arthur had brought steven into the compoud his little cult group was staying in. It was big to say the least, many people that looked almost like zombies, and- "Khonshu is here isn't he?, you know I was once his avatar", and that made steven worry even more, but his mind went to nailah, what was she doing currently?, and where the hell was she?. He didn't get the chance to ponder much more because Arthur had asked about the scarab, marc was yelling at him, but just to his luck layla came in holding up the shiny peace of history, and now he was really wondering where nailah was.

She didn't see it happen, her back was turned away from the altar, but she felt the gust of wind, and her mind told her to turn around immediately and so she did but she was met with marc spector rising from the altar with pure white eyes that had a blue tint to them, her own eyes became a rich golden color, and she followed marc as he began to walk into the cold egyptian desert that was now covered with an almost dim darkness. Layla had grabbed steven as arthur started chanting, and a royal purple light came from his staff, the same staff that held a sliver of ammit's power, releasing the jackals. "I'm gonna die in some man's creepy ass dungeon" steven called out until layla spoke out, "where's nailah steven? Where the hell is she" both layla and marc had said it at the same time and now he began to really worry. Nailah was fucking bored. She was sitting on the curb with her chin resting in her hand and she was just going to stay there unless needed, but then she heard a large crash and immediately got up, and pratically ran to the source of the crash. Steven had fucking fallen throught the window, and into a suit? It was a really clean all white tux and he had a mask on his face and as he looked in the mirror he noticed the white eyes on his face, and then he noticed marc, "steven what the hell are we wearing". Nailah was still running and so many thoughts were running through her mind but one stood out from the rest, why did harrow want them separated?, why didn't he want nailah there, and maybe he knew what together, her and marc were truly capable of.

Fucking finally nailah made it and she saw- well she did see the jackal jumping on what she guessed was steven in a white suit but something told her to stay back, to let him do this on his own even if she could disintegrate these things with a flick of her wrist, she wanted steven to have this accomplishment of saying he actual fought off a jackal. Nailah watched from afar, (he's going to get himself killed if you don't help), nailah rolled her eyes at the god that was now standing beside her to where literally only she could see, "he'll be fine, I believe in him plus if things take a rlly bad turn I'll step i- ooo that didn't look good ouch" nailah winced as steven was flung into the car, but then he started talking and Gods nailah literally face palmed. "You're in the wrongs ends mate you're in my yard now" steven gritted out and he let out a punch that honestly suprised nailah and his celebratory wagwan did make her laugh until he was plummeted into the street, poor steven. That's when nailah stepped in as steven was catching himself against the bus; she rolled her shoulders at once letting them eminence a popping noise that was similar to someone's bones creaking, as her head clicked to the side and her suit wrapped around her body in a...familar warmth as the jackal headed straight for her and-. Marc and nailah stepped outside in the dim darkness of the beautiful Egyptian desert. "Marc what's happening" nailah's voice wasn't quiet but in a way it felt as if it was as they looked up towards the night sky? But it wasn't night, it wasn't night at all, and looking back out at the vast desert the two walking corpses saw what they guessed were the god khonshu, and the high God Ra. This would be the only time ra ever appeared to nailah...in this lifetime.

She was ready to take on the jackal by herself until she felt a gust of wind, and her mind told her to turn around immediately and so she did but she was met with her old friend marc spector. "Get it out of here!" Layla yelled out to the both of them, and marc started running from the top of the city and nailah took the lower half hopefully to meet marc halfway with a dead jackal since it followed him. Marc stumbled onto his knees rather not gracefully unlike the god he mirrored; Khonshu gracefully came to his knees as the wind began to pick up, and now it was nailah's turn to fall to her knees with a grunt as the mighty god Ra gracefully came to his knees, and nailah felt like crying. "What the hell is happening!" She yelled out at the two gods rather angrily, but the god in front of her slowly moved his head to stare at her with piercing eyes and he opened his mouth with a booming voice"THE SOLAR ECLISPE'', and then khonshu looked towards the both of them and spoke with a deep bass of a voice, "you both have caused this, dying together, your blood mixing created a solar eclispe something that only happens when the knights are purely connected. That is how you found each other because you are connected not only through knightage but by hearts and minds, you together are a powerful force, the solar eclipse where both of you are at your most poweful".

Nailah stopped at the end when marc slammed the jackal onto the pointed tip of the tower and her eyes widened as the jackal oozed and then went poof, the only reason she was so suprised was because she had never really stuck around long enough to see these things die, but then her eyes shoot elsewhere and it's marc again instead of the suit and her own suit retracted itself. He was searching his pockets now as nailah made her way towards him until he yelled out in pure frustration and she stopped, her entire body going rigid when she realized what that meant, he had lost the scarab. Her voice was barely above a whisper as her hand reached out behind marc, not touching him but letting him know she was there as she spoke, "marc..we'll get it back okay? I promise you" but when he turned around the look in his eyes made her take a step back, because she knew what was about to happen, it happened with frank castle, and it was about to happen with marc spector until he looked towards the mirror in the structure that had just been used to kill the jackal, and marc was pissed off, the look in his eyes was dark, angry, explosive, but tired all at once; nailah knew exactly how he felt. Khonshu explained what it meant but nailah wasn't having any of it as she stood breaking the mirrioring process of her and Ra, her eyes were frantic, wild, uneasy, but scared all at once. The wind began to pick up around nailah, "nailah you must stop this now, you don't know the strength of your powers yet" The mighty god Ra exclaimed and now it was Marc's turn to break the mirroring process and he was going to comfort her, but when she looked back he stopped seeing the dangerous glint in her eyes, and the wind picked up even more around her like she was the one causing this.

She watched as steven and marc went back and forth, from a distance of course because this was the first time in ages she had ever seen marc angry, sure it was nothing like the murderous rage of frank castle- who she lo- well..it's uh complicated to say the least about what went down with her and frank after she left egypt, and promised herself she would never step foot in Egypt ever again. Marc had now broken the mirror in a fit of rage, "shut the fuck up" marc continously yelled breaking the mirror in pieces, and then everything was dead silent as the wind picked up around them, and she knew it to be khonshu. Nailah hadn't said anything yet just letting marc and khonshu talk, she could hear the both of them, and their conversation about how khonshu was dissatisfied with marc loosing the scarab, and then he said her name and now marc noticed she was there and his hard eyes softened with regret, and something else nailah couldn't quite figure out. She couldn't figure it out, the wind, her bubbling anger, was she really the one causing this. The two gods and marc stood around her in a circle of three just staring because marc was going to go to her but khonshu stopped him immediately. "Nailah you need to stop, or you will kill someone" khonshu yelled out, but her eyes were golden now, and she let out a very loud scream not like the scream when she arose from the dead but a scream of anger, sadness, confusion, tiredness, a scream that could be heard all across Egypt as the sky, a scream that killed someone.

Marc was advancing towards her now with khonshu still behind him, "we need-" naliah cut him off with a hand being pressed to his chest, "I know, but we need to find harrow first, and then all of this will finally be over, and you can go back to your life, and I can go back to the U.S" his eyes hardened again at the mention because she hesitated to say something, a name he presumed. "So you can get back to who nailah? Hmm, who's so important over there?", she wanted to say, the person who saved her from her self sabotage when you were off with god knows who, but she kept her composure and simply said, "frank castle, and i already told you I'm never going back to Egypt ever again". She killed him..nailah didn't mean too, it all was just too much, it was overwhelming and- and loud, and- and, "oh my go-god" everything stopped the wind, the loudness, it was all just silence, and the eclispe had stopped, and now the hot sun was reigning over them once more. "You killed him nailah- I can not be the mentor over someone who has killed without jurisdiction, you will be my fist, but you'll never hear, or see me unless i allow it" and with that the mighty god Ra was gone, now it was her, khonshu, and a dead marc Spector. "You need to leave before he wakes up" she heard the god but her feet were planted into the sand above Marc's body, "LEAVE NOW MORTAL OR I WILL STRIKE YOU DOWN", and when khonshu spoke nailah left as fast as her feet would carry her, mentally promising herself she'd never come back to egypt, and that's when she went to the U.S, and met new York's very own punisher (read their story in comet on collison coming soon!, now back to the present).

Ever again, it repeated in her head as marc came closer to her, but she kept backing away too scared to face him after all this time, too scared to even look him in the eye. Marc lifted her chin so now she was practically forced to look him in the eye, but everything was still tense and marc without any words kissed her forehead gently, "I'm so sorry about this, and i hope you'll forgive me, no matter how long it takes sunbird, until we meet again", she didn't have time to ask what he meant because as soon as marc finished speaking he snapped nailah's killing her. "You did what you had to do marc, she'll come back, knowing osiris he'd never let her die before her time" khonshu spoke out as marc picked up a unconscious nailah with a sad sigh, he hated that he did it, and he knew nailah would be extremely pissed off. "Where are we even going" marc asked looking down at nailah then back up at khonshu who spoke, "where the hell do you think". Nailah knew where she was, she had been her before when Billy russo stabbed her with her own staff, it's how osiris became that little voice inside her head, but nailah was literally fuming now as osiris presented himself to her. "He killed me- HE FUCKING KILLED ME" nailah howled out in anger, her once brown eyes, now lit with a golden flame, nailah whipped back around to stare up at osiris who was expectedly calm. "Osiris-" her voice dripped with anger, "where did he take me" she knew the answer, but she just needed to hear it to fuel that fire waiting to erupt.

"Wake up and see for yourself knight", and before she could get any words out, she woke up gasping for air. She was in the bed, and marc was now standing near the window, shirtless throwing open the curtians to reveal cairo egypt. Nailah stood from the bed, realizing she was only in what she guessed was one of Marc's shirts, and shorts, and...the necklace frank, and marc had given her, but she pushed it away and was now staring at marc with pure anger in her eyes, and terror in her heart, "welcome back to egypt nailah", she was going to fucking kill him...again.

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The partial eclispe

Part three of the eclispe series.

Rating: explicit 18+.

Word count: 6.4k!

Warnings: allusions to smut, a boner, and dirty talk!, mentions of child death, death, kissing, small mentions of insecurities, much angst!, fluff, Ra bullying the ennead, sad nailah, protective frank castle 👀,DID and IED depictions, more flashbacks!,starts off slow at first and then action starts to pick up, y'all might get pissed a bit at nailah, moonknight spoilers!, mentions of guns, and blood!, couple fight, Ra being HILARIOUS possible bad writing and mistakes cause I was tired, (LMK IF I MISSED ANY)

A/N: this took me a while to write, and i am so sorry!. I've been mentally exhausted due to testing, and other personal things, and i really do apologize for the pace of this one, it's like a filler episode, BUT STILL IMPORTANT, ANYWAY HAPPY READING AND I HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY!, and remember you are absolutely gorgeous just the way you are, and if you don't think so, well I do, my dms are always open for anyone. Stay weird sunbirds <3

"welcome back to egypt nailah",

she was going to fucking kill him...again. nailah pratically launched herself at marc who was now trying to get her off of him as she straddled his lower half now with her staff to his neck, but all marc did was smirk which seemed to be a bad idea because nailah snarled out at him, and punched him right in the nose. "FUCK YOU MARC" she just started to hit his chest while still sitting in his lap, he knew it was going to be hard for her, but he needed nailah no matter if she hated him forever or not. Marc caught her wrist in one hand, stopping her finally and nailah was pratically breathless now, panting like a dog. "I fucking hate you so much, you have NO IDEA MARC, NO FUCKING IDEA, i told you i never wanted to come back here, and you did the exact fucking opposite, ma-marc my bab-baby girl is stuck here forever" her voice was breaking into a thousand pieces, and the tears she shed fell onto Marc's bare chest. His heart broke for her, but his eyes couldn't stop staring at her, (she's gorgeous, tell her), steven, was marc jealous that Steven got to kiss her? Hell yes he was, and he wouldn't pass up the opportunity now even if she hated him. Nailah was trying to calm herself down, because she was very close to an incoming panic attack, but before she fully realized it, marc sat up with her hands still in his and kissed her.

He actually kissed with his bare chest pressed to her clothed one, the sun and the moon forming into a partial eclispe. Nailah was the first to pull away reluctantly, now breathing harder, panting practically as her eyes looked down into Marc's who was already staring at her. "I still hate you by the way, so don't get all cocky, but you look really pretty right now in the sunlight moonbeam" the nickname made Marc's face light up, and his hands now cupped her face gently, "nailah you don't have to forgive me, but-" he paused like he was looking for the right words, but nailah was kissing his hands, and wrist and it was making it really hard to think. "But, i can't do any of this without you okay?, i need my other half by my side and if that means you being mad at me for the rest of our lives then so be it, because I'd rather you be mad, then do this alone without you sunbird". Nailah wasn't saying anything back, all she did was nod after he finished talking, and was about to get off of him, but marc pulled her closer to him not letting her escape now with his arms wrapped around her body. "Marc we need to find harrow, we need to stop him we can't lay here, and do nothing, you wanted my help, you got it but I'm not doing whatever this is". Of course she was still mad at him, she had every right to be but marc wouldn't take no for an answer, not this time.

It was a few years after nailah banished herself from Egypt, and started hiding from marc but marc set out to find her, and he did in hell's kitchen new york. Marc had been tracking her actually, because one he needed her help, and two, the news, she was all over it. Nailah was now considered a vigilante along side new York's frank castle, the punisher and she was considered now to be the woman of war, the atom, the judge, and the manipulator, nailah had gone completely off the bloody rails. So he found her, pretty easily, actually even though it was night and she was- she was with frank castle. That twinge of jealousy was poking at him, and a snarl ripped its way from his mouth; jumping down from the roof and in front of the two, he wasn't expecting a warm welcome, but he definitely wasn't expecting having a gun, and a golden staff pointed at his face in pratical unison. He caught a glimpse of her in the moonlight and then she caught a glimpse of him, nailah was wearing her armor, the same armor she had when she woke up from the dead the first time, but something was different about this, it was darker, everything about her seemed somewhat darker. "Marc!?" Her voice was deeper, a bit ragid, rich, smooth, but rough like something had happened, something that changed her again. "It's been a while sunbird, and I know what you're gonna ask, I'm here because I need your help desperately", and maybe those weren't the right words because the self proclaimed punisher decided to finally step in and in front of nailah staring at marc with a very unsatisfied look.

"Look man I just need to talk to nailah alone, think you can let that happen for just 30 minutes?" Marc wasn't one to back down from a fight, and he guessed frank wasn't one either by the way he was circling marc. "So you're the marc spector I've been hearing so much about aye?, so uh you still crazy or what?" Marc was a little taken back at that and his eyes wondered to nailah who was just watching, but frank quickly blocked his view of her which caused his jaw to tighten and his entire body go tense. "You still murdering people then?" Marc pratically spat in his face and that caused nailah to step in only slightly so she could place a hand on Frank's shoulder, "yeah actually with mrs amir here of course, how's your imaginary god", marc was ready to fucking punch this guy in the face just for the way he was looking at nailah, but the way she was looking at him, made him feel uneasy. "He's good actually, how's your dead family", marc was then met with a nasty punch to his jaw, and multiple other blows that actually hurt, but it all stopped within a blink of his eye, and Frank was now agaisnt the wall of the alley way they were in and nailah was standing over both of them, eyes golden, and her staff in hand. "I think you two have had enough fun, don't you?, now I'm not going anywhere okay?" The men stood up at the same time, but frank was behind her as she stood in front of marc with an expression he couldn't quite read. "Leave marc, I'm not going with you, and I'm not leaving, especially now, i can't just drop everything and fucking leave when you demand it, now if it was osiris that would be very different", nailah was in his face now, but when she mentioned the god of the dead he felt another uneasy feeling shoot through his entire body.

"What do you mean? What happened nailah talk to me", marc was pleading now but before nailah got the chance, Frank spoke up, "she died pal, again and when she woke up she called your name, and since your mighty god ra abandoned her, osiris brought her back and became the voice in her head, so there you have it" Nailah's head hung low until she looked back up at marc and the words that came out of her mouth absolutely shattered his heart, "leave marc, I'm not ever coming back, i have frank and he's enough for me, so leave". He did leave and he never saw her again, not until recently. Not this time, "in the morning okay?, in the morning we fight and find, but right now please just stay", and stay is exactly what she did. It was around 8:00 pm at night when nailah walked out of the bathroom, her curls wet and already coiling on their own, just in one of Marc's shirts and underwear, and marc was already laying on the bed in just his boxers, "I'll take the chair, you can have the bed, i promise i won't be creepy and stare at you all night" marc abruptly stood from the bed motioning awkwardly to it, "no, marc it's fine let's share it okay? Don't need the mighty fist messing up his back" a dry chuckle came from both of them, as they at the same time slowly made their way onto the bed and underneath the sheets. "Is- umm, is steven okay?, it's a weird question to ask, but I'm curious, are you both okay?", marc turned over to face nailah, she was so beautiful, her features were those of the highest gods, like isis almost, like she was his isis, and he was her osiris, (mate you do know they were siblings right?), marc rolled his eyes at Steven's comment, okay they were the gods but without the sibling part of course.

"Yeah we are now" he reached his hand up to move a hair from her face with a small smile attached to his own face, "are you okay? Though nailah?", nailah shook her head yes and then unexpectedly pulled marc into a fiery kiss, and then pulled away gently with another smile, "you know when this is all over maybe you and frank can have a proper introduction, you'd like him if you got to know him, plus he helped me when billy killed me" she plopped back onto the bed after now laying on her back with a sigh falling from her lips. This was the silence she liked, the comfortable silence, but it didn't stay silent for long as marc slowly climbed on top of her, "do you want this?, us? Because if not tell me right now before it progresses, please sunbird". "I do, i want this, i want us marc" she pratically whimpered as marc laid his forehead agaisnt hers gently, "good, because we might be up all night" and with a signature marc smirk he dissapeared beneath the sheets. The Egyptian sun was almost always crucial, but as he ran the roofs of the lower street houses all that was running through his mind was finding harrow, and he hoped nailah was having better luck than he was now that he ran upon some men. "What are we doing, are we dancing now?" The three men started coming at marc super fast, and all he said was, "oh wow".

Nailah on the other hand was in the streets keeping a look out on anyone who could be a follower of harrow, but that's when she saw the guys marc were supposed to be tracking, and then marc in a cab?, "damnit steven" nailah whispered under her breath, and then started to loosely follow marc and the other men. She trailed behind waiting at the perfect moment to hop, and lucky for her marc hadn't seen her yet. She followed them all the way to a cliff, "marc don't" nailah finally called out as he brought the kid to the edge, but it was too late, "praise ammit" and it was too late, nor nailah or marc was able to stop the kid from falling to his death. "This is exactly why I didn't want to come back, god you never stop do you?, he was a fucking kid" she gritted out, but all marc could do was let out a tense sigh, "you know what forget it, what's he saying" nailah motioned towards khonshu keeping her face stone cold when khonshu appeared to her as well,"What about the ennead exactly khonshu? They don't know what!?". Khonshu always spoke bluntly but right now it felt as if it was heavily intensified, "the ennead doesn't know about Ra's avatar aka you, Ra kept all of his avatars secrets from the ennead afraid they'd abuse their power, I only knew because you and marc were freakishly connected, but you have to be there, you have to have his back during it, and present yourself as the fist, Ra will help you through it", nailah quite literally stood there with wide eyes and a extremely tense figure now her head was spinning, and she was spiraling, and- and she was afriad, terrified now even but her eyes drifted to marc and all that came out of her mouth was a stone cold, "okay".

Khonshu sent a message a pretty straightforward message to the ennead altering the day light sky and in the process creating a crescent moon as nailah and marc descended into the alley ways of egypt. "Let marc go in first, and then you a few minutes after" all nailah did was nod, but marc actually spoke, "where will you be?" And khonshu answered almost like he was smirking even if he couldn't physically, "I'll be there". Marc walks in as the portal, door thingy opens all by itself but not before he takes one look at nailah who was already looking at him, "good luck moonbeam" she whispered out towards him, and a hefty sigh followed right after. "Protect him in there please nailah, he will fight my control, just don't let him get hurt" khonshu appeared next to her as she stood near where the door had appeared, "I won't let him get hurt, but Ra hasn't spoken to me in years khonshu, I doubt he'd start now", the door opened and nailah breathed in through her nose closing her eyes before hearing khonshu's voice fading, "you'd be suprised eclispe". Marc had walked through the mirrored halls with tense steps, "i can't believe it we're inside the pyrmiad of giza" marc looked towards the mirror hearing steven let out a excited phrase and finally came upon the grand room. It was absolutely breathtaking; entire place candlelit, and a warm glow illuminating the entire space as black statues of the gods adorned each corner raised above a brick space with brick stairs leading up to each statue, and he thought to himself, what the absolute fuck was he getting himself into.

The trial had started 4 minutes ago, the gods hathor, horus, isis, tefnut, and osiris were all there in attendance pratically looking down at marc as nailah entered the ancient pyramid, and she watched as all the avatars eyes lit up signaling the gods were now present, and they were all staring at marc until she entered in front of all of them and now every single eye was on her. "Who are you, and how did you get in here" it was isis who had called out to her, but osiris held his hand out towards the goddess, because even though he was here on strictly business, he knew nailah and would never put her in harms way. "Let her speak" hathor called out and nailah's searched frantically around the room till they landed on him and her heart literally fluttered, he looked so gorgeous in this light. "Speak mortal" tefnut yelled out at nailah, who let out a deep breath, "I come on behalf of the father god Ra". The gods literally laughed all of them did expect osiris, "how can you be so sure? The mighty one never had an avatar, prove it, the avatar of Ra is said to have golden eyes, the color of the sun, show yourself Ra through your avatar" tefnut yelled out and nailah's eye fell to Marc's or who was khonshu who tensely nodded at her, letting her know it was okay, she was okay. Stepping out into better light, and letting the candles illuminate her entire being, "take your time nailah, whenever your ready" osiris spoke out, and then it happened she deeply inhaled and then her eyes; that molten gold color. She could hear the gods all gasp, but it was like she wasn't in control of her own body, someone, or something else was.

"YOU KNOW ME BY MY NAME, FOR I AM RA, AND WE ARE ONE", nailah yelled out, her voice alarmingly serious as she involuntarily descended the steps to where marc was. "Why did you never tell us about your avatar?" It was horus who called out towards her, or Ra? At this point nailah was extremely confused. "BECAUSE IT WAS NEVER ANY OF YOUR BUSINESS THATS WHY AND YOU GODS WOULD HAVE ABUSED THE POWER AND I WOULDN'T ALLOW IT", nailah let a little smirk form at the corner of her mouth, she could get used to telling the gods off, and apparently by the looks of it Marc could as well. "Nailah wasn't the first, her bloodline has always been my avatars and I've always protected them until their time was up, but she's different, and if you don't hear khonshu out we will have many more issues than me not telling you about my avatars legacy" what the absolute fuck. Nailah was internally freaking out, her parents were avatars..her baby would've been- holy fuck. She didn't even hear what khonshu was saying, fully allowing Ra to control the reigns now, that was until arthur walked in and now- now she was fucking alert, both of them were. Arthur started talking, but all nailah could see was pure firey red, she was fucking pissed, and then he started saying stuff about marc, and marc was now on his knees so nailah decided to step in, overpowering Ra's control she walked up to Arthur with dark eyes that just screamed, try it. Nailah landed one hard punch right along Arthur's jaw causing him to fall to the floor and make all the other gods stand up, but she could hear it, hear the (good job eclipse) he was talking to her again and it made a tiny proud smile show on her face.

"Are you just going to let her do this?" Arthur called out and nailah was ready to go at it again, but a soft hand caught her shoulder, marc. "We can't do much to stop her, we don't have that kind of power over the creator god, but we do over khonshu who is prohibited to ever control the sky again, if he does, he knows the consequences", nailah scowled and now it was her turn to give these gods a fucking talking too. "You are all fucking cowards, this earth can handle a few sky changes, you all know it's been through much worse, and you're going to punish one god?, one person?, if you fucking hurt them, then you'll have to deal with not just me, but Ra as well". She could see the proud smile on osiris's avatar and then the gods left and she got the fuck out of there with marc hot on her heels. "What the hell was that?" Marc yelled out from a distant, now he was pratically running and when he did catch up nailah and grab her wrist she turned around with a very angry look on her face. The anger nailah was filling was making her dizzy and it felt as if the entire world was spinning on its left side at a very slow pace but she was too angry to actually give a shit about it, way too angry. "Please talk to me, please" marc was now begging almost on his knees, but all nailah could hear was, (do it yourself, he will end up getting hurt, all of them, you have the power to do this yourself eclispe), Ra was talking to her again and she was begining to miss the quiet. "I- marc- I'm not doing this with you anymore, I'm- that was it- my last straw, because I can't screw up with Ra again, now I know my dad was also an avatar, I'm not tarnshing this legacy, loose my number okay?, goodbye marc".

He stood there watching her walk away,his shoulders slumping with dissapointment and sadness as he just watched her completely walk away from him, "until we meet again" marc murmured quietly and went the opposite direction, his back now to hers. Night had fallen now, marc had ran into layla, it was all just going incredibly wrong but he had to stay focused on the mission, he wasn't going to let harrow win. Layla apparently knew this People. It was almost like a jousting ring, at least that's what he assumed, and it seemed to be the head of all of this was preoccupied until layla and him walked up, and he moved out of the way only for marc to see, "nailah" layla had called out her name, but marc just stood still now staring daggers at the women who had beat them here. "Layla, and hmm, marc" she was monotone mentioning him, but her entire demeanor changed when the man turned back to her, fucking gods he was flirting with, taking in the sight of her body marc got to see not only but two days ago, and his jaw clenched so tightly he felt as if it would break. "This lovely woman here has been a absolute angel, got to talk to her all day, hoping to take her to dinner tonight, and maybe more after" the man winked at nailah who returned the flirtation, but marc read her like an open fucking book, she was not comfortable at all and marc wanted was to punch that smug smile off of mogarts face, but first he needed to get that damn map, and it seemed nailah was just that much closer than he was, almost like she was taunting him, and marc wanted nothing more than to just fucking take her somewhere private and fuck the absolute shit out of her until neither of them could stand.

(Focus eclispe, quit looking at the knight and get the map), Ra was demanding, and nailah understood why, but holy fuck it was like a nat constantly buzzing in her head, dont get her wrong she was thrilled that he was talking to her now, but holy shit he was like an excited motormouth kid. Nailah nodded to herself as they walked towards the structure holding the maps, and she caught marc's eye and nailah nodded towards him before smirking a bit and pulling Mogart towards, signaling for marc to get the map. Nailah was fucking uncomfortable, and she could tell layla was trying to get some of the attention off of her, and nailah really wanted to help, but their attention turned to marc now who just got finished talking with steven, and multiple guys pulled their guns on him. All of the sudden marc and nailah both had guns in their hands, "nailah, sunflower please" mogarts tone was mockingly annoying to nailah's ears, so in return she just stepped closer with the gun pressed at him. They had to give the guns up, and marc now was on his knees, which he didn't look bad at all on his knees, maybe he'd do that for- (holy pharaohs, focus eclispe please, summon the suit, or they will kill you all, and oh look there's harrow), Ra practically snarled out the name causing her eyes to flash gold, shit was about to go down. Now brought into the middle of the structure with their hands up and guns being pointed at them, but then chaos ensued of course which let nailah and marc both slip away pretty easily. Marc pulled nailah close to him, practically squishing her against him, but his face was dead serious as he stared at her.

"We need to go help layla" nailah whispered, as she tried to wrestle away from his grasp, "fine, but after we need to fucking talk, and I mean it nailah, if i have too i will tie you down", a taunting smirk curled onto nailah's face when it said the last few words and her eyebrow cocked up, "oh really? You'll have to catch me first pretty boy" nailah purred out, and he quite literally swore to khonshu his knees almost buckled at her words, and now he had to think about gross things to keep himself steady. "You ready?, cause I've been itching to punch something" and with a nod of conformation marc went out first on top of the golden, glass pyramid. "Where did they go!?" The men around layla yelled out, and there was moonknight on top of the pyramid looking down at the group, but nailah, nailah walked in with her armorer on, glowing golden eyes. Extending her hand out, allowing the staff to materialize with a smirk on her face, and then the fight ensued. 5 minutes into the fight nailah had lost sight of layla, she had been keeping an eye on her just to make sure she didn't get hurt, but that's when it happened, one second marc was fighting a guy then it was, it was Steven. Nailah faltered seeing steven again which in turn allowed mogart to impale her with his joustimg stick. She fell to her knees with a loud grunt, and when she looked up she saw marc with mulitple jousting sticks sticking out of him, and then her eyes fell to layla, "no, no, no," she whispered; marc screamed, and that was enough for nailah to stand and pull the stick out, but marc was faster and saved layla. "Nailah behind you!" Layla yelled out as one of the last guys standing ran up behind her, which was not wise to do because nailah was pissed enough as it is, so without even moving nailah swung her arm back and killed the guy impaling him with her staff and harshly pulling it out.

She didn't say anything as she walked past them, didn't say anything as she got into the car hearing them argue, one because she didn't want to listen, and two, (we need to get to the tomb, we don't have time for this eclispe, they can not come or they will die), nailah wanted to hit her head so hard the voices would just go away, she missed the silence, she really did. "Nailah! Come on we need to hurry" layla gently waved her hand in front of nailah's face who seemed to have zoned out, but finally snapped out of her trance looking at layla with tired eyes. Her eyes carried heavy bags, and her light brown eyes darkened with the starry night sky, "are you okay nailah?", she thought it was sweet that layla actually cared, but besides telling her the truth all she did was nod her head and hop out of the jeep. They were talking again, layla and marc, and again nailah wasn't listening her mind wandered elsewhere once more, she just couldn't seem to focus with this bad feeling of impending doom, it happened before she became the fist of ra, it happened before billy russo killed her, and now it was happening again. Her chest felt tight, and her head was sloshy almost, she was nauseous and felt like she could collaspe any second, but what calmed her nerves was the beautifully cold Egyptian desert air, it hit her everywhere. Starting at the back of her thighs, since now she was wearing tan baggy cargo pants that allowed her to feel the air, and it traveled up to her arms that were on display now that she had changed into a tight short sleeved black tee, nailah never really liked showing her arms, I mean sure it was normal to have stretch marks especially since she carried alot of muscle on her arms, but- okay nevermind she needed to get out of her head and focus on the air moving, an air she could control if she really wanted to.

Ma- steven was now finsihed with the map, quite literally making it into a star map, it was khonshu's voice that pulled her out of her zoned out trance. "I remember that night, I remember every (k)night" Khonshu called out to the three of them, and nailah was the first to follow, not even bothering to look at steven and layla, but steven was staring at her...- with heavily concerned eyes, but he needed to focus, hopefully after all of this he could actually have a chat with her, and layla both. Steven stood next to khonshu now with the girls behind the both of them, "I can turn back the night sky" khonshu sounded almost sullen, I mean he always sort of did, but this was a greater sullen than before, "but how" steven asked aloud, and nailah was now wondering the same thing because she remembered what the gods said they were going to do if khonshu messed with the sky again, and it worried her greatly, but there wasn't anything she could do now, unless Ra was willing to help. "It will come at a cost and, I cannot do it alone. Steven, when the gods imprison me, tell marc to free me" khonshu lifted his hand to the night sky as Steven's suit engulfed him and his hands reaced up along with the gods. It was absolutely breathtaking, the cold Egyptian sky now lit with brilliant purple colors, and flashes of white lights as the stars moved along a sort of axis like how the earth spun. Nailah was absolutely mesmerized, she felt like she could just reach up and touch the night sky, and so she lifted her hand, and her suit decided to engulf her, and for the first time in a long time Ra showed himself to the four of them helping khonshu, and Steven hold the sky in place.

Thats when khonshu began fading, practically turning into dust, but- but then Ra began to fade, not like how khonshu faded it was more of a, him turning transparent, and inevitably invisible. Steven's mask dissapeared off of his face, but nailah still felt the power surging through her. The gods had entrapped khonshu, and managed to somehow keep Ra from presenting him, only they couldn't contain his power. The light show had stopped and Steven just collapsed into the sand; Layla and nailah immediately were by his side. "Marc", "steven" layla and nailah both called out at the same time, oddly enough nailah called out for marc, while layla practically whispered Steven's name, both women staring up at each other in total panic, and then there were gun shots. Nailah was quick to jump in front of Layla shielding her from the bullets until they were both, and steven too were sent rolling down the sand dune, luckily enough it was right by the jeep they had used beforehand. Nailah hit her fucking head on the wheel of the jeep, pretty fucking hard too since it caused her to pass out, and now she understood why marc wore the mask. Layla was the one who managed to fight off arthurs men all by herself, and nailah took note of this when she woke up sometime after steven did, she was going to say something but her mind stopped her before she could, and again was now focused on what they truly came for even if the impending doom feeling was still there. It took the rest of the night, but finally the three had made it to the tomb, and while layla and Steven were..flirting?, (is that what that is?, its absolute pathetic) the voice in her head startled her, she didn't expect ra to still be able to talk too her and all that, but damn was she happy right now for it.

"If you two could stop flirting, and hurry up that would be lovely" nailah gritted out after seeing them kiss, was she jealous, no absolute not, just umm- yeah okay she was jealous fuck off. "Do you need a harness?" Bless layla for actually caring to ask, but all in all it made her smirk a bit, "oh no curls, I'll be peachy, see you inside". She showed off for sure, jumping straight down the hole and into a "superhero" pose with the biggest smirk on her face as the others followed, poor steven practically fell down the hole. "Come on we can't waste daylight" nailah whispered as they ventured into the tomb. While Steven and layla went one way, nailah ventured off without warning and went a different way then the other two, (wait, wait why are you doing this eclispe, they're going to get killed), gods she really wished Ra would make up his mind. "Oh now you want to fucking help them?, hmm, no, you strictly said to do this my way, or else they do die, so that's exactly what I'm going to do" nailah was fuming, every part of her body felt like cold fire right down to the blood streaming in her body. That's when she heard it, a scream, a crash, and something else, but then as she approached the source of the sound in an overspread of darkness, she was met with an ugly creature that launced itself right at her. She heard another loud yell as the monster on top of her got even closer to her face. Another crash, "fuck this" nailah growled, her eyes flickering gold, and a ray of beautiful, almost blinding bright light erupted from her hand, killing the zombie protector, and she ran. Steven on the other hand made it to the literal tomb, a literal tomb!, "I can't believe this is actually happening" Steven whisper yelled with a smile on his face. He reached the tomb carefully stepping on the stones as he made his way over. "So you kissed her?, both of them actually, did you like it?" Marc. Steven frowned slightly at the voice of the other, "yeah, I did like it actually, but that's not important right now innit?" Steven pushed the heavy sarcophagus lid aside, and as he looked inside his breath caught in his throat, "holy shit, I think we just found the lost tomb of alexander the great".

Nailah ran as fast as she fucking could to whatever she was hearing, but she stopped once she saw, harrow, harrow was standing right across from her on a seprate part of the tomb, divided by a huge hole, and apparently he saw her too. "Nailah amir, eclispe, the woman of war, the manipulator, the sunbird" Arthur called out, and nailah's hand immediately whipped out and her golden staff materialized itself, "don't you fucking call me that" nailah was angry, pissed, and fuming with fire. "What do you want harrow, I swear to the gods if you hurt any of them, I will make you beg for fucking mercy" her eyes flickered golden as she stared at the man in front of her. "Oh, I won't do anything, they'll do that themselves, I just got finished talking to the lovely layla, you should probably go check on them, but be warned nailah I will get what I want" Arthur's voice never wavered, and that just ticked her off. So she brought Arthur to his knees right in front of her, given she gracefully jumped to the other side, and now she was the one looking down upon harrow with her staff right under his chin. "No, you be warned harrow, you can hurt me, kill me even, I don't give a fuck what happens to me, but if you hurt her, or him, I will make you beg" nailah snarled out and landed a punch on his jaw before running to find layla and Steven. Nailah walked in right as marc began to front once more, so she stayed back, stayed behind the sarcophagus, "layla we need to go now, harrow's on his way here" nailah butted in quietly, and timid like, but that seemed to just piss Layla off some more and she pointed a finger right at nailah making nailah take a few steps back. "Layla please, we don't have time" nailah pleaded with the woman who was now stalking closer too her, "you knew didn't you, you knew, and you helped him bring a killer right towards my father" layla was angry and nailah understood, she did, but "and if we don't leave now layla we, WE are bringing a killer right too us", and that's exactly what happened. Harrow walked right through the entrance with his other cult men, and that caused marc and nailah both to stand side by side once again. Nailah clad in Ra's gifted armor, her staff materializing in her hand, while marc stood, tense in his normal, mundane clothes; two sides of one coin.

"You know I do have to thank all of you, for leading me right here, I truly owe you" nailah's eyes flickered gold and pratically stood in front of marc using her body as a shield. "Always the shield nailah, don't you ever get tired of it?" Without missing a beat, right after harrow spoke, nailah threw her staff straight at three of harrow's men, killing them, making nailah smirk at harrow, as marc hacked into Arthur's men with the axe he took from Alexander the greats tomb. Shit, shit, shit, nailah was frantically searching for layla, and at the same time nailah's eyes found her, another one of harrow's men found her too, "don't you fucking dare" nailah growled, and jumped up onto the mans shoulders using her literal thighs to snap his neck. Landing on her feet in front of marc, who was giving her a very intresting look, but she, she had that feeling again, the impending doom feeling, and instead of using that feeling to kill arthur harrow she used it to say three words to marc, right here, right now, "I love you" nailah whispered just loud enough to where he could hear it, before she turned around to see harrow..harrow with a gun. One loud shot rang in her ears, "marc.." she fell quiet, the bullet didn't hit her, it hit him, it, it hit him. No, no, no,..nailah wanted to scream, but she was frozen in place, and then another shot rang out, this time she saw it hit marc right in the chest. "NOO" nailah screamed. Her eyes flickered golden, she frantically searched for her staff until she looked up and, Arthur had it, he threw it, and nailah felt it, blood poured out of her mouth and it was all painted black like a beautiful vincent van gogh painting and maybe she should've listened to the gut feeling.

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The Total eclipse

The final chapter of the eclispe series.

Rating: explicit

Word count: 7.4k

Warnings: alot of heartbreaking angst, swearing, mentions of beheading, death, mentions of child death, questioning reality, kissing, fighting, blood, fighting, death, mentions of suicide, grammar mistakes, depictions of DID, Ra hating on harrow, mentions of other marvel characters, flashbacks, PTSD, ra and khonshu against ammit, nailah and layla being badasses,light, short SMUT, spoiler alert for moonknight finale, marc and steven, (they come with their own warning), (LMK IF I MISSED ANY PLS).

A/n: THIS TOOK ME FOREVER AND I APOLOGIZE FOR THAT, I REALLY ENJOYED WRITING THIS SERIES, AND I HOPE YOU ALL ENJOYED IT TOO IT WAS SM FUN, THANKS FOR ALLOWING THIS TO HAPPEN STAY WEIRD SUNBIRDS<3.

he should've listened to the gut feeling. She should've listened to that gut feeling. What the fuck had just happened, one second she was watching marc fall, and then just darkness, nothing, it wasn't warm, but- but it wasn't cold either. Nailah shot up taking a load of breath into her formerly empty lungs, before she began to frantically look around, she saw black hallways lit with dim purple lights, except one hallway stood out too her the most, it was a dark golden hallway with royal blue carpet and what seemed to be over a thousand doors. "What the fuck" nailah whispered, as she slowly stood from the ground, before feeling a rush of cold, dense air behind her causing her to whip around. "Nailah amir of giza egypt I presume?" It was a males voice, but it wasn't a deep one, neither was it high either, it had a drop of seriousness, and intelligence in it's tone, like it wasn't a question, but more of a statement. Nailah's eyes traveled up the creature, and before her was a man's body, but with the head of an african sacred ibis, and she knew this to be the god, "thoth..". Nailah's eyes were wide as she stared up at the god in front of her, this was the first time she ever came face to face with the important god, the last time she had died it was anubis, and osiris who were present, never- "yes very well, follow me, I am to take you to the boat on the river of duat, your uh- friends? I assume are already on the boat sort of, from what I was told it is a very complicated process for them at the moment, but you do know, you are being resurrected", thoth talked with quickness, and speed, but he said friends?, "wait, wait slow the fuck down, marc and steven?, get me too them now, in matter of fact let me talk to osiris", her eyes held anger, and so did the rest of her body, and seeing this the god sighed, and started writing down on a sheet of papyrus, "he is not going to like this, but fine as you wish, if he gets angry it is all your fault, You know I can see why Ra chose you" and with that nailah smirked a little to herself and gave the god a nod leading him lead the way to the god of the underworld.

Poor marc, his eyes fiaxted on the very bright light that hit his eyes when he came too, he was in a wheelchair staring directly at a reflective surface. The room was completely white, everything felt off almost, and so he tried blinking, but when he opened his eyes again, before him he saw, arthur harrow, dr arthur harrow. What the fuck. Nailah walked through large black doors that held warriors at the side; that were now at her side as she followed the god thoth right to the god sitting at the throne, and while the others and thoth bowed before osiris, nailah stood, she stood with an angry look, but, but she was so tired of being angry, so tired of a consistent emotion she had always tried so hard to get rid off. Before she could ever plead her case, osiris sent everyone out, and now it was just her in front of a mythological being, everytime it gave her goosebumps, but not this time, not with what osiris had- "you're angry, I understand why, but you must realize you can not stay, Ra will resurrect you very soon, so I'm allowing you this one time, go down that hallway you saw, and find them, but in order to find them, you must search your own memories until you reach the boat on the duat, now go, there isn't much time", and nailah ran out. "Are you sure this is wise?, do you really want her to see it, see what has come of it" as the wise god walked back in, thoth questioned osiris, and osiris gave a pity filled sigh for nailah, "she has to choose, this will be the greatest challenges she, and moonknight have ever faced, And I have faith she will do the wise thing", all thoth did was nod towards the powerful god, before walking out, talking lowly to himself, "I believe, even if no one asked, all of them should go onto the field of reeds, but only two will reach it, and who knows who'll stay, who knows..".

What the actual fuck. He woke up again, sort of and Marc was now in another office, like something went down in harrow's office, but he doesn't remember, and then his mind went to steven, hopefully steven was okay. This office was separated from all the other offices, it wasn't white, the floor was lapis blue carpet, the pillars were golden, the desk and decorations were black, and there was a fire going as well. Marc wasn't sitting either, he was laying On a velvet black couch in front of...dr, nailah amir. "Don't worry marc, you're safe here okay?, dr harrow is an asshole trust me I work with him, but here you're safe to talk about anything you want alright?", but marc didn't want to talk so instead someone else decided too, jake. -1"tu no eres real" jake spoke with an angry fire touching the tip of his tounge as his R rolled off of it, and Dr. Amir didn't even look fazed, like she had dealt with this once before, "I can assure you jake lockely I am very much real". This couldn't be real, this- this isn't real, was this real?, nailah was back home, with her parents. Her parents and her, on her 24th birthday, the same day her parents left for america. Her mother, as beautiful as ever, and nailah was a complete carbon copy of her, the beautiful curly brown hair, the slightly crooked teeth, but 24 year old nailah also had curly brown hair, given it was 2 years before she had dyed her hair. -2"Nailah- mumken tegibi zebdet el fool el sudaani" her mother was born in Cairo, while her father was born in luxor. -3"mama eftekri el amreekiyin be8ulu 3alei 'peanut butter' bas seebi el lahja 3ashan ta8reeban el amreekiyin bemoutu fe el lahjat-" nailah's dad had walked in cutting her off, -4"ana ba7es enu kyut", her father, nailah was always told she had her fathers eyes, and now those same eyes were tearing up at her fathers voice, and the way he had hugged her and- no. She ran out of that door and slammed it shut, she just- she couldn't, not after learning they were avatars, after losing them for a stupid fucking cause, she couldn't anymore, and so she blindly moved onto the next door. A brilliant white door.

Marc was back in harrow's office, no, no,no, where did she go, where did she go, he wanted- no he needed nailah, she was the only thing that made him feel safer, but he had felt as if he had been drugged, and the second he knew it, marc began to run down the pure white halls and into a room holding a sarcophagus, and something else. Marc moved the sarcophagus lid away, and out popped..steven. "steven?" Marc's eyes lit up, "marc" there it was, that slightly high pitched british accent marc had been looking for, and the two finally embraced in a hug. After letting go, steven kept eye contact with marc, and at the same time they both said, "we need to find nailah". Both of the boys nodded their heads in unison before stalking down the hallway. In one of the rooms there was another sarcophagus, one that was moving but the boys moved past it, and stopped once they saw a figure moving towards them, could it be?. Nope, it wasn't nailah, it was a fucking hippo, which assuming it was the goddess taweret, even though it caused both men to began screaming along with the hippo goddess. Nailah moved steadily into the white door, the white door that held the memory of the very first time she met marc spector, or rather, jake lockley. "Oh no, no, I am not watching this" present nailah yelled out, and attempted to run out the door but it slammed in her face with a gus of wind, "this is just fucking great". The first time nailah had met jake it was, well, it was in new york city after marc had tried to get her to come back with him instead of staying with frank. Present nailah followed herself into a white cab that had a suspicious tint on the windows, but back then nailah felt like she could conquer the world.

"240 centre street please", present nailah cringed, because she knew what was about to take place, she remembered the way she had lunged at jake, the way she had left him bloody, the way she had walked away without looking back, she remembered every bit, and regretted it moments after in the arms of frank castle. Nothing had happened after, except she found herself outside of the white door staring up at it with watery eyes, and a blank expression that could only read the hurt and grief she had bottled up for so many years, but her shield went back up when she felt a gust of wind, and saw an alluming shadow over her, and one word she heard, "mom?". Steven and marc, and the hippo goddess were still screaming, until they weren't, but before steven could speak it was marc who spoke up first about many things, about how harrow was supposedly right, about how he was going insane, until steven stopped him and asked the question, "do you know where she is- nailah, where is she?" And that caught Marc's attention. "She's on the other side of the boat going through her own memories, though she won't be staying in the field of reeds for long, Ra has already requested her resurrection, but you are most certainly dead". They were dead, nailah was somewhere else, and marc and steven needed to balance their scales before it was too late. "So, she's okay?, she's safe?, is she safe?" Marc was now the one questioning taweret, and the goddess gave a sweet sigh, "she's safe, nailah amir has been to the underworld so many times, except I was told this time for her is different, so she may not be okay emotionally", "what the hell do you mean" steven asked, but he was looking at marc with worriness, "she's facing her memories, and other things, nailah has a lot of emotions locked into certain memories, but she's strong, all we can do is hope", and now it was their turn to do the exact same thing nailah was, and neither of the men were prepared to do so, marc was not ready to let steven in, he was not prepared to go through these memories he had buried for so damn long.

'Mom?", nailah froze, fuck no, she knew that voice, it was an older one, maybe 18 years old, but she could never forget it. She didn't want to turn around, she felt the hand on her shoulder, and nailah's body felt like it was breaking into one trillion pieces. "Mom, please turn around", nailah's heart was breaking, the tears began to fall down her face, and finally, even if it was momentarily she turned around, and was met with the beautiful face of her 18 year old daughter, the daughter who died when she was 6. "Mommy, it's me, it's khepri, your sunshine, remember how you used to call me that?, your sunshine, your eclispe", her words were breaking, her daughters voice wavered, and hearing those words again made nailah crumble to the ground in full blown sobs. "Why are you doing this too me" nailah yelled out, her voice cracking due to the sobs that just grew harder as she kneeled in front of her daughter, "what have I done to deserve this, please, what do you want from me- what do you want" nailah lowered her head as the tears fell onto the ground, her hands clasped tightly against her chest, as she rocked back and forth until she heard a voice she recognized, osiris. "Nailah, we are giving you a choice, you can stay in the field of reeds with you daughter for eternity, or go with moonknight onto the river, and be resurrected again, it's your choice, chose wisely", before he could turn and leave nailah looked up at the god with a menacing expression, the tears were still there, but the sadness had just turned to anger, she had weaponized her sadness, "you- you're giving me that fucking choice?" Her voice was low and anger laced the tip of her words and now her body just couldn't lift itself and she fell on her knees in front of her daughter and osiris who had a face filled with pity. "Why are you doing this too me" nailah sobbed out, her voice was scratchy, and broken as she yelled at whatever did this too her, and looking up all she could see now was her daughters face holding out a hand to her. "Do you think she'll do it?" Thoth asked, as he and osiris watched the interaction, osiris let out another heavy sigh, "she's unpredictable, but we shall see".

Marc and steven had gone through their memories, painful memories at that, memories that sent marc back to that mental office, but it wasn't harrows, it was nailah's office, but harrow was in there, standing close, too close to nailah. "Get away from her" it felt as if they had said that in unison, "she's my associate, why would I hurt her?, I could never, have you seen her?" Marc's fist clenched at his words, and apparently nailah could tell, oh how she could always tell, he stared into her beautiful hazel eyes, they shined as if her eyes were the pyrmiads as the sun was setting upon them. It was like one second he was there with her, and the next, he was back with steven at another door, marc could hear through it, he knew what this was, "marc? Do you know this memory?" Steven asked as they both stepped in unison towards the door, "It's the first time I truly met her, not when we were mercenarys, but the first time I truly saw her, and..-" he was cut off by Steven's cold hand on his shoulder, "this is when we fell in love with her innit?, well let's go shall we", and that's absolutely what they did. Marc was staring at his past self, as was steven too, "so you met her way before she became a mercenary?" Steven asked, and it seemed as if marc tensed at the question, "She didn't meet me, More so The first time I saw her, you know the whole love at first sight thing, yeah you can say that's what happened, expect she was with someone else at the time", the two men walked slowly over to where their past self was, "who is she with?" Steven asked seeing both past marc, and present marc clench their fist, "his name was terrance johnson, He killed her daughter, nailah never found out that he killed khepri, he let nailah believe she's the one who killed her own daughter, Few years ago while nailah was in america, I found him in new york trying to get back into her life, and I-". Steven knew exactly what marc was going to say, so he said it for him, "you killed him didn't you?, you know I can't believe I'm about to bloody say this, but he deserved it", marc nodded, but he wasn't the one who killed him, or so thats what he thought, but finally the two left the memory, and instead of the hallway, they found themselves on a boat with taweret, and it was assumed that this, this was the duat.

Nailah didn't take her daughter's hand as she stood up, she did look her daughter in the eye, and her face had the look of admiration, and a feeling of guilt, two incomparable emotions that she was feeling. "I love you so much, my beautiful baby daughter, I will always love you", with that exclamation, khepri took her mother's face in her hands and rested their foreheads against each other, "it's okay, it's gonna be okay, i understand, go too him, we will meet again, I love you mom, until we meet again okay?, now go run too him" khepri let go of nailah who pressed one final kiss on her daughters forehead, with the words, "until we meet again my eclispe" and then she ran as fast and hard as her feet would carry her to the double doors at the end of the hallway, the tears still fell down her face, but she didn't look back. Finally she reached the doors, and finally she swung them open, and when she did, there they were, both of them. Nailah was frozen in place and her eyes were still forming tears, and they were still falling down her face, but it seemed that her feet had somehow brought her closer to both of the men, and without saying any words between them, marc and Steven engulfed nailah into the tighest hug that sent them all crumbling to their feet as nailah sobbed into their arms. "We missed you so much, we were so worried, I thought- , hell I thought we lost you forever, and I don't know what I would've done without you, nailah amir, I-" steven let out a cough as he stood off to the side making marc roll his eyes playfully, "we, we Love you so much, both of us would've burned this world to the ground just to get you back, we love you nailah". That made her stand up, and at first the two men thought that they had said something wrong, or something was wrong, but nailah just wiped her eyes as she took in a shaky breath, "They gave me a choice you know, A choice between finding the both of you, and traveling the duat until the scales were balanced, or-.." she seemed to trail off, and steven was the one who placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder, nailah gently placed her hand on his almost leaning into it as silent tears fell down her face, an indication of what she was about to tell them, but never got the chance too.

Bright purple lights began to fall from the sky above the river of sand, taweret exclaimed out loud that these were the souls that had been judged and killed by harrow, too early before their time, and they were starting to climb upon the boat. "Shit, nailah tell us later okay?, we'll sit down and listen" marc yelled out as the souls of the dead began to climb upon the boat. Nailah and marc were both being held back by dead souls, but steven, steven stepped up and started pratically beating the shit out of the ones who held back his two friends, because if they had this, so did he, he had this too. Steven took whatever makeshift weapon he could find and beat the dead into a pile of sand. Marc and nailah both were suprised, and happy to see steven accomplish this, that was until marc was being held back and being pulled over the boat. "Shit" steven murmured looking towards nailah who had her own souls to deal with, so Steven decided to go for it, and tackled the souls over the boat which resulted in him landing in the sand below, he knew the risk, but he also knew that marc and nailah deserved to go onto the field of reeds. Marc was the first to scream out for steven, and nailah, she didn't register it yet, she had just finished fighting off the rest of the souls before practically flying over to where marc was, and that's when she saw it. "No, no- no, this- TURN THE FUCK AROUND, WE CAN'T LEAVE HIM" nailah yelled out, she was ready to escape from the boat but marc held her back, but little did nailah know marc was actually crying, he was sobbing with his forehead pressed against her back. The next thing marc knew, he was surrounded by- by a golden field of reeds, but nailah, where was nailah. "Where is she, taweret where is she, if anyone deserves to be here it's her, where is she" marc pleaded, and oh gods, steven, he had to go back for steven, he knew nailah was tough, she could handle herself and- "nailah is being resurrected, but she's fighting it" taweret spoke with a sigh. Marc was now in turmoil, both of his girls we're in the real world, and steven was rotting in the duat, but he remembered something nailah had told him before. She had said that he needed to choose himself for once and to not be sorry, so with that he decided to go back for steven, because he was not about to let either of them be alone.

Nailah woke up with a sharp gasp, and frantic hands, her face submerged into water before coming back up with a loud gasp for air that filled her lungs to the brim. She woke up alone, and let out a frustrated scream, Ra had resurrected her, he didn't even give her the chance to see the field of reeds, he immediately needed her back, and she wanted to scream at him for it, that was until the creator god presented himself too her, in all his golden, majestic, hawkness. "You arrogant, irrational, selfish, pompous fucking dick, I went through fucking torture, had to choose between the two most important people in my life, lost someone dear too me, and never, ever got to see what peace looked like, all because you fucking need an avatar, well you know what Ra, fuck you, and this entire thing, all of this is because of you" nailah screamed at the top of her lungs, as she pointed up at the high god. Ra let out a sort of annoyed sigh, but the god still felt for her, he knew she was going to be angry, osiris had already told him what happened, so instead of fueling the fire even more, he presented her with something, a gift. Ra held out his hand, and before her eyes a new mighty golden staff appeared, one that had a glow of a thousand suns, it had ancient hieroglyphics depicting great creation, life, and- a total solar eclispe. "This staff I'm granting you, is one of great power, not only will it help you win the fight, but at last it will help you heal those you love, the staff itself is a weapon, but the power I'm giving you along with it, will be those of healing along with the others you greatly posses, you are now the total solar eclispe, arise and finish the fight", after his last words, the suit nailah had grown to love started to engulf her body in a warm hug, and the staff was now sheathed behind her back, but before she left she looked up at the god once more, "Thank you, but I'm still pissed, if marc, or steven don't come back, I'm done with this gig, for good, understand?, but if they come back, I will continue to be your avatar for as long as you seem fit" and then she was off. Nailah ran as fast as she could, she figured layla had left, and was on her way to the temple to free khonshu. Nailah made it to the temple in record time, just as arthur got there, and oh she was pissed, Arthur had somehow managed to kill the other gods avatars including, osiris, horus, isis, and tefnut, but not hathor, and nailah really hoped she was smart enough not to come. Nailah tip toed her way through the halls, careful not too make any noise, that was until she saw layla- talking too a corpse?. Nailah also saw khonshu, and then that's when she saw ammit, and ammit saw her.

Marc on the other hand had now gotten out of the field of reeds and into the duat where steven was, and practically ran to him, he wasn't going to let steven be alone. He made it too him, his eyes searching Steven's eyes which we're now stone like thanks to the duat. He needed Steven, he needed steven and himself to finish this together, Steven was the greatest superpower marc ever had, and he said it aloud. Marc needed Steven regardless, even if he would have to be stuck here forever with him, because he was slowly beginning to turn to stone, that was until a bright light flashed from their hands which were clasped together. Nailah on the other hand was now being pulled from her hiding corner, rather forcefully by the crocodile goddess. "And what do we have here hmm?, the almighty avatar of Ra, why don't you show yourself Ra?, save your sweet avatar before I condem her to hell", ammit was gripping rather harshly agaisnt nailah's forearm, and her eyes frantically searched for any way out, that was until she saw khonshu appear. "Oh khonshu, have you come to save this weak avatar" it almost sounded like ammit was hissing, but nailah couldn't focus on that, she couldn't focus on anything really with her mind racing the way it was. "I could kill her with just a slash of my hand, couldn't I, you measly worm?" Ammit was now staring down at nailah, and all nailah could think was, was Ra really going to let her get killed?, was this really about to- nailah heard it, ("let your anger out eclispe, show them you're not weak, I'll be there soon") and that was exactly what she was going to do as her eyes flickered to that molten gold color, her suit was already engulfing her, and the staff Ra had gifted her materialized itself in her hand. Nailah swung upward with her free arm, the staff in her hand, and hit ammit with so much power it brought the goddess to fall onto her back, which made harrow stand up, and pull nailah into a suprise chokehold, until there was a bright flash of light, and then standing there next to khonshu was the creator god Ra, and despite her being in the hold of harrow, nailah had a huge grin on her face, but it soon fell when she heard layla's name being called out loudly, and then the sky started to grow dark.

Marc was now watching the stone slowly fall off of steven, and marc engulfed hin into the biggest hug known to man. "You bloody idiot you actually came back, why did you come back" steven let out a relieved laugh as marc and him stood on their feet. "Well I just gave the biggest speech of my life, I meant what I said steven, I can't do this without you, you're my superpower", the two engulfed into another hug, but it was cut short as the sands of the duat began to storm about, and there was taweret riding the boat, yelling at them to go, and to which steven yelled out with his arms up, "HIPPO", but marc quickly started to pull towards the open doors. It was marc who woke up in the empty tomb surrounded by dead bodies, it was the water that filled his lungs first before the air, and it was his eyes that searched for nailah's body first before searching for anything else. Nailah was still being choked by harrow, who soon through her across the room as ammit began to touch him. Nailah landed hard on her head, but it didn't stop her, but what did is when khonshu walked over too her and said the words she'd been waiting to hear, "marc, he's back on this world, he's alive, be careful eclispe, and don't have too much fun without us" nailah let out the biggest smile, and the biggest sigh of relief, as she began to stand, looming over the followers of ammit, and her newest avatar, but before she could do anything, the temple collasped, and the last thing she remembered seeing was Ra pulling her out, and layla standing over her in ceremonial armor. Nailah woke up on the streets of cairo, but she heard someones distinctive voice, and that's when she saw her, "layla!?, oh my god curls you look fucking amazing" nailah immediately ran to the woman and engulfed her in a huge hug, and then, shielding layla, nailah was hit with a blast of purple energy, and fell limp in layla's arms. Khonshu had gotten to Marc in record time, and the infamous ceremonial armor of khonshu wrapped itself around marc in that familiar warmth he hated to admit he missed, and then he heard khonshu's voice.

Nailah had been met with a powerful blast from harrow, one that actually caused her to pass out, and fall limp in layla's arms, and it seemed Ra was actually having difficulties against ammit now that his avatar was weak. That was until nailah woke up, and she woke up pissed, her eyes we're molten gold as the staff materialized in her hand, "layla now!" And with that exclamation layla sent one of harrow's men towards nailah, and without missing a beat nailah beheaded the man with a low growl that formed from the back of her throat, blood splattering across her face, which in turn caused Layla's eyes to widen, "be careful" nailah heard Layla's words and only smirked as she headed straight into the crowd just as Ra headed straight for ammit. Marc, and steven on the other hand were now in the desert with khonshu, but after arguing back and forth now they were flying through the night sky to exactly where harrow was on the roof. Running straight for harrow, as harrow was running at him, their knee collided with his face sending harrow flying back. Nailah and layla took to the ground, layla was blocking hits left and right, where as nailah just took the hits, because it didn't seem to stop her, but what did was when she heard two loud crashes from above and she saw Ra and khonshu both fall to their knees, "no" nailah whispered out, and this was enough to distract her to allow one of harrow's men to come up behind her and impale her with a led pipe. She wouldn't die, but it would weaken her, it would've been an easy heal if the same minion didn't come around and strike her again over the face with the same pipe causing her to cry out and fall to her knees with pained gasps, and blood pouring out of her mouth. Marc and Steven both saw it happen as they landed slamming harrow to the ground, they saw harrows men grab her staff, and their entire body tensed up, so marc ran too her leaving harrow on the road.

Marc was so close, he was so close, until harrow's men stabbed nailah with the staff, but she didn't die, marc only saw a sadistic smirk on her face, a smirk that honestly- (shit she's fucking gorgeous when she does that) and marc agreed, shit, it honestly scared him, but at the same time wondered what she was about to do. Nailah was smirking as she grabbed the staff, because instead of killing her, it healed everything, and sure it fucking hurt, but now she just felt stronger, so instead of focusing on the blows she was receiving, her eyes started to shine brighter, and she let out a loud scream that sent a wave of energy towards harrow's men, causing them to fly off into different directions, and now nailah was standing up over one of those men, her chest heaving with the rough breaths she took, her curly hair fell wildly out against her shoulders, and her skin glowing but not with sweat. "Nailah behind you" layla yelled out, but nailah was faster than the words could leave her lips, with a rough growl she whipped around with her staff in head and impaled the man, and marc took it as an opportunity to finally run too her. Fuck, he didn't get the chance, fucking harrow stopped him before he could. Harrow used that damn staff to cause them to falter, that was until layla stepped in of course, a wing like shield emitted from her cuffs and blocked the blow allowing Marc's mask to dissapear. That's when nailah finally fucking saw him, there on the ground, in the white suit, in all his beautiful glory, and you know what nailah did, she ran too him, well limped- but you get the picture. "Marc, my moonbeam omg" nailah's voice came out in almost a breathless manner, as she roughly pulled marc into the biggest hug like she never wanted to let him go. Marc on the other hand placed his hand on the back of her head and one arm around her waist until they separated, staring into each other's eyes, but marc noticed something about nailah's, they weren't her usual light brown eyes, they were molten gold, and Marc couldn't seem to look away.

"I was so worried you wouldn't come back, There's so much I have too tell you, and ask you, I thought- oh my gods, steven is he?" Nailah was rambling with worry, and frantic eyes that marc couldn't seem to- "hiya love, don't fret okay? Marc saved me from the bloody duat, Plus we both had a good damn reason to come back, we'll talk after all of this is over yeah?", nailah wanted to fucking kiss him, but that was until they started to hear layla shouting for them, "check out these new moves yeah?" Steven smirked at her before the mask wrapped back around his head, and steven was off. Steven was beating the shit out of harrow's men left and right, and when harrow attempted to blast at him, steven pratically twirled in the air, landing on his feet and throwing the baton right at harrow who blocked it, but it was almost like he teleported and now marc was the one catching the baton. Marc and layla decided to take on harrow, while nailah- well she was trying to slip away to see if there was any way she could possibly help khonshu, and Ra, but instead as she slipped into the alley way, her elbow was caught by someone who adorned very cold hands. Before she had the opportunity to slam said cold handed person into the wall, they slammed her into the wall rather forcefully, and as she slowly looked up to see who's ass she was going to kick, instead, her breath caught in her throat, her eyes hardening, but loosing their molten gold color, and she felt like she wanted to cower into the wall. The person before her was someone she thought she'd never see again, and even though she knew she was safe, nailah couldn't help but let out one choked gasp of a name, one single name- "Terrance", but someone else heard it too.

Of course he was working with harrow, of course the one man nailah feared the most was working with harrow, of course the person who always seemed to make her feel smaller was right here doing exactly that. "What are- what are you doing here, why- I thought you were dead" it barely came out as a whisper. Terrance had a malicious glow in his eyes, or maybe that was just the aftermath of hearing khonshu hit ammit, while Ra was on the ground. It was like a mirror, that was until nailah decided to fucking fight back for once, so instead of letting him back her into a corner, something in her eyes flipped a switch, that molten gold shined bright, but not as bright as the ray of light that came from her hand sending Terrance into the street, with nailah not so far behind him, and that's when she felt Ra and khonshu get the- fuck. Nailah apparently hadn't been very present in the moment, because layla was being cornered into a car, and marc now had harrow's staff directly on his chest, and the distraction allowed terrance, who seemed to somehow be stronger send her flying agaisnt the ground, and now he was the one on top of her serving out blows. Marc saw what was happening around him, how layla was being backed into a corner, how khonshu and Ra we're failing, how- how nailah was now bleeding out of her mouth, and bruises were already starting to form on her beautiful face, but he didn't see who. This angered him beyond great measures, nothing was going right, that was until he felt his eyes start to role back into his head and then as harrow was still standing over him with the staff, with one last look at nailah and layla, marc blacked out.

Marc was fronting again, but what he saw made him wish he didn't, bodies everywhere, a fire had broken out, Layla was staring at him in almost terror, but then his caught nailah's who looked even more beaten up than before, he wanted to run to her, but that was until he felt someone, and something in his hands. Marc looked down to see harrow, with his face almost split in half, and now marc was holding the staff harrow was once beating him with. "steven did you-" but marc was cut off with steven fronting, almost looking scared, but he said in that British accent, "not a chance mate", and then marc fronted again and let harrow drop, it seemed as if the battle was not over, so instead of saying anything, the three avatars took harrow to the fallen pyramid where khonshu and Ra were, knowing what they were about to have to do. The three avatars now stood around harrow in a circle as Ra and khonshu sent ammit into harrow sort of, it was all a heavy blur. They started chanting as the purple light grew stronger, and it seemed as harrow was struggling, ("good, let him, he is how americans say, a fucking pussy") nailah caught herself almost gasping as Ra spoke to her telepathically before letting out a small pained chuckle, her ribs were definitely fucked up thanks too- him, and now goosebumps covered her skin, and not the good kind, because she doesn't remember seeing terrance after marc fronted again after he- well jake had killed everyone, but marc didn't know about jake, and it was good to know neither did layla. It was over, ammit was trapped, and now it was just a shell of what harrow once was, and now Ra and khonshu were back to their regular form, but before anyone could say anything khonshu spoke out, "kill him marc spector, finish it and kill him", and nailah, and Ra both were about to step in, but marc put his hand out and stopped them before they could.

"If you want him dead so badly, do it yourself" marc threw the blade down, and in the corner of his eye he could see nailah proudly smiling at him, before it dropped, and as khonshu approached marc, nailah stood behind him, staring the vengeful god down. "Fine, true too our deal, marc spector and steven grant, you are free" it felt rushed, it didn't feel genuine, but marc wasn't going to say no, he wanted to be free, and he wasn't going to miss the opportunity now. He looked back towards nailah, and layla who nodded their heads,and then a bright flash of white light engulfed the three avatars. Marc awoke in his bed, in his familar flat, with a familar person, and a startled gasp. He at first didn't feel her, and marc immediately worried, until he saw her sleeping form next too him, and even steven had relaxed greatly back into the bed next to her. "You're so beautiful, my gorgeous sunbird" steven exclaimed out loud, before allowing marc to front again, to which marc gently moved loose hairs from her face, and kissed her forehead. This is exactly what he wished for, his fantasies, the domesticity of it all. "I- I love you, so, so fucking much", it was the first time he was ever saying it, and she wasn't even awake, or that's what he thought. Then he got an idea, marc smirked softly as he, as gently as he could pulled the covers down her body, her gorgeous, scarred body that was only in one of his, or was it Steven's shirt?, frankly he could care less as it was going to be off very soon. Marc traveled down the bed slowly kissing any inch of skin he could find that wasn't blocked by the tshirt. Marc kissed all the way down to her ankles letting his tounge trace the newest tattoo she harborded, a crescent moon that had his, and stevens initials in it. "You have no idea how much I love you, you're so perfect" marc whispered against her skin, before trailing his kisses back up her legs and thighs before he felt her began to stir lightly, and so he waited resting his head on her lower stomach, as he hands gently drew lazy circles on her thighs.

"Good morning sunbird, did you sleep well" is what drew nailah out of her well deserved slumber, that and the feeling that her body was getting warmer by the second, "mmm, sabah, morning, you're awfully cheerful and awake. It's new" nailah's voice was rough, and raspy with the aftermath of sleep, but she still harbored a bright smile on her face while looking down at him. "Don't stop on my account, I was enjoying myself" nailah smirked down at marc who let his hands wander up under her shirt ever so gently, while taking it off as well. Nailah arched into his touch, and his mouth followed his hands, soon his mouth latched onto her breast while his hand worked the other. "You're so beautiful, so gorgeous, I just want to keep you here, and love you for as long as you'll let me" marc whispered agaisnt the valley of her breast before nailah pulled him up by his fwce to kiss him passionately. "What's stopping you now hmm?, I'm definitely not" nailah grinned against his lips before letting him, as he began to kiss down her body once more. "Just relax, okay?, just lay back and relax gorgeous" marc whispered finally reaching her gorgeous pussy on display for him, and glistening causing him to lick his lips, and let out a groan once he kissed her clit and she grabbed his curls letting out a beautiful breathy moan, "marc". They went at it for 2 hours, 2 fucking houre, and now here nailah was passed out on the bed, but marc, oh but it wasn't marc who was fronting, it was jake. Jake snuck out of the bed as carefully as he could before leaving. Marc and steven may have thought that they were free from khonshu's grasp, but oh were they incredibly wrong. Jake quickly got into the pure white limo that seemed to appear right before his eyes, without questioning he got in, and off he was too the mental institution that held...harrow.

He was quick to do it, wanting to waist no time when he had shot harrow not once but twice, in a familar pattern. Content he drove away ready to finally come home, but what he didn't know is that nailah was fighting her own battle, a battle that symbolized not only Ra's endless battle, but a battle that would seem endless for nailah, as she was now, fighting underneath the sky and a total eclipse.

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!Translations!

-1'"You are not real"

-2 "Nailah could you bring the, 'beanut putter"

-3 "Mom remember the americans call it, 'peanut butter', but keep the accent, apparently americans are so fond with accents-"

-4 "I think it's adorable"

[murdocksgavel]

Soooo ummm https://vm.tiktok.com/ZTdxQ7d8w/

*throws this and runs away*

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👀

We may get a little frankie and marc action in one of the chapters of the eclispe. Definitely can say frank castle will be mentioned.

[murdocksgavel]

What if i did another moonknight series, with nailah sort of like a season two of the previous story, called the knight of the oprea that is centered around jake lockely, and nailah 👀 would yall read it?.

Also the total eclispe should be up very soon, I am almost finished with it!

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