The Cries of the Dead (A Moon Knight Inspired Fan-fiction)

Epilogue

(Strong themes, Sexual references)

There had been moments in his life, where he wondered if he had just been born evil. Something about the darker parts of living, seemed to light a fire inside him.

As he looked out at the small group before him, he smiled. Something he'd come to realise made people more comfortable, even mesmerised in his presence.

His eyes caught sight of a woman, she was looking around nervously. Slowly, he moved towards her; the crowd parting as he walked.

"What's your name?" He asked, placing his finger under her chin, forcing her to look him in the eyes.

"Islah," she replied timidly.

He stepped back and examined her body for a long moment. "Today is your lucky day," he informed her, leaning close and whispering, "you will join me in my bed."

The shiver that went over her could have been from desire, or fear. It was difficult for him to know the difference. He didn't care which it was.

"Sir," a male voice caught his attention.

"What?" He snapped, turning from the young woman. Black armour wrapped itself around his body, in case he needed to make an example of the man before him.

"They haven't left Egypt." The man spoke carefully. "Should we attack tonight?"

For a moment, Daniel Jones contemplated this. He had been watching Marc Spector and Ophelia Peirce closer than they knew, buying his time. Waiting for the right moment to strike.

While they were doing most of the work, trying to find Anubis, he had been waiting as patiently as possible. Finding ways to try and get to the ushabti just before they could.

He'd even saved a man in the desert and ordered him to enter the pyramid. Though it seemed the man had abandoned that plan.

Daniel made a note to find the bastard and kill him. After all, that's what had to happen when he was betrayed.

"Do we know they found him?" Daniel felt impatience overcoming him.

The man shook his head. "We...we lost visual."

Daniel's fists clenched. "What do you mean, you lost visual?"

"T-they managed to escape."

Anger surfaced, and Daniel turned back to the woman. "Wait for me in the back."

He was almost disappointed to see the excitment now in her eyes. Watching her walk through the door, before turning back to the man.

Grabbing him around the collar, he pulled him closer. "Get visual on them, and tell me the moment they are leaving Cairo."

"Yes sir."

Daniel turned, not taking his armour off, as he walked through the red light hallway. Opening the door to the pleasure rooms that he had created for them. He had one in every country he'd travelled to, recruiting followers.

A place where everyone could have all their desires and fetishes met.

One door was wide open as he passed, the sounds of sex filling his ears.

He reached the door at the end of the hall, red lights turning to green as he approached a small conference style room. The man sitting at the table looked up at him slowly.

"I need you to do something for me."