Y/N & MARC & STEVEN'S POV
⚠️WARNING: cursing and gore
Song: Jacob's Prayer by Emile Mosseri
I laid on top of Tower Bridge, looking up at the night sky. It was so quiet, so peaceful, yet...it wasn't. The sound of my heart beating could still be heard, the sound of each breath I took, the movement of my body slightly shifting from time to time, cars driving past either fast or slow, living their normal lives...what was is like to be like them? To not worry about dealing with gods? Having the fate of everyone's lives in your hands, knowing that you'll always have to be the one holding the knife. "Can you atleast understand that?" Understand? Could a cold blooded person ever understand? To live a life happily with kids. To always come home to someone who waits for you, who would cook you a meal after a long day of work, or just order from a restaurant down the street. To live in a house with white picket fences, the greenest grass you could ever see...a place where you could truly call home...to understand is to have some knowledge about whatever it is you are trying to understand...I don't even have a damn clue on how a family works to begin with, nor have I ever had one long enough...well...I guess the gods would count...being there, raising me as one of their own...I guess that is somewhat of a family...but why don't I feel anything? Shouldn't I feel something? Anything? Pain, sadness, heartbreak, anger, ANYTHING just to feel must be such a privilege...but yet people would think living this life I live is a luxury itself...living rent free, eating for free...well...meals don't come by so easily when you've forced your stomach to only survive off one meal for what feels like months...hell I don't even know how I managed to live this long, to fight for as long as I could on such minimal energy stored up....
...Why am I here?...
...why do I live this hell that I live every day...by choice? Out of spite? Just to take another life so that mine could be spared...I'm here because I need to be...I'm here in London because I am on a mission...nothing more...nothing less....I then searched in my pocket for the picture of the man and his two sons. I gazed at it, analyzing every detail of the picture...It must have been nice I suppose...having someone of your own blood...to watch and grow, be there at their lows and the highs, see how they change over time... "Y/N" I didn't bother to move as I heard Anubis voice behind me. "It's getting late, you mustn't stay out too long. You can continue searching tomorrow. I'm sure Vance will try and find you after knowing his men have now gone missing. It's only two avatars he has been aware of I'm sure, Layla El-Faouly and Marc Spector were the last ones to have been seen by Harrow. There's no telling what information Vance has or not." I didn't bother to move, I didn't even feel like going back to that apartment. Hell I'm sure he wouldn't care if I didn't come back to be honest, probably a dream come true for that jerk...but why do I want to go back for? I don't owe him anything...well...I suppose I do....he did save my life in a way...hell I don't even understand as to why though. I've treated him like shit since day one, given him the cold shoulder, beat his ass in his own apartment...so why care about me? Probably as an obligation for Osiris. He did tell us to behave, and knowing him if we were to get at each other's throats once more he would kill us himself. As I continued to lay there, I heard a light whoosh from in front of me "...The idiots are still awake...waiting for you." I moved the picture from in front of my face to give Konshu a confused look as I continued to lie on the ground. "What do you mean they're waiting for me? Figured they wouldn't care enough to even be awake to even see me get home." "Well, that worm has been the one keeping Marc up, reading more about Apophis. He's also been pacing none stop thinking about if you're even alive or not." I groaned in annoyance as I just wanted to wither away from this bridge that I laid on. "That idiot" I spoke softly in frustration. It was atleast somewhat enjoyable being able to escape it all...
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