Moonlit Requiem (Moon Knight X Reader) SMUT

Chapter 21

Y/N POV

⚠️WARNING: cursing

Song: New Home (Slowed) By Austin Farwell

I felt the spring air against my face, the sun slightly beginning to shin through the buildings. It was weird not having a mask on, for people to actually see my face for once instead of the jackal skull that would make people stand still from shock, almost like a deer in headlights. I followed the map on my phone, making sure I could get there as soon as possible as the doors had barely begun to open. I had to see the necklace once more...my necklace once more. I was going to get that back, I'm surprised it lasted this long without it looking ancient. It still looks the exact same as the night it was taken from me. I will never forgive the people who raided the place, hopefully I could find their souls in hell so I could torcher them more for messing with a tomb that doesn't belong to them. Though it was never a tomb in the first place, it was my room, a room that held many memories and my belongings, but yet they just had to go and ruin that. As I walked on the London streets, it was so crowded, yet there was beauty in this mess. People of all shapes and sizes, the clothes colorful than a sunset and some as dull as a knife. I kept walking, paying no attention to anyone around me, as I continued to head towards the museum. Though with every step I took it felt as though everyone was staring at me, as if they're disgusted at my looks, trying to figure out why I had so many scares smothered all over my face. Though those weren't very visible, only one or two were and the rest have long been gone...though they were never truly gone to me. I remember each hit I took, each blade that pierced through my body, each cut that I had gotten, the blood that had trickled down my face, I remember every damn bit of it. And truly it's just another scare for me for even remembering all of them. I had stopped a cross walked and gazed at the beautiful white building up ahead "the museum." I spoke softly to myself. I slightly furrowed my brows and walked when the light had turned on queuing everyone to begin walking. My pace was normal at first, but as I got closer and closer, I couldn't help myself as my feet began to move more and more, closing the gap between me and the entrance. The slow pace walking now turned into a full on run, it felt as if I was running to escape, but from what, I had no clue. My speed quickly began to decline as I gazed upon the building, the sun light hitting it just right, I never truly realized how beautiful this place could be. Living in hell for the rest of your life truly makes you think something such as this could be art in your eyes, while in others, it's just another building filled with nothing but random junk people found...well I suppose that could be right. This is just nothing but an old building filled with stuff stolen from around the world. I slowly ascended the stairs, beginning to head up to the part of the museum where my necklace was being held. As I walked past the security guard, I noticed how he was just sitting there playing on his phone, not even bother to look up for a moment, well the moment being gone the second he looked up and saw me. I continued to have my eyes forward, looking around only slightly to see where the cameras are, entrances, exits, everything. If I was going to get this thing back I needed to know every single detail about it. I began to head towards the exhibit where my necklace was held, I felt my heart beating as I was beginning to close in on where the jewelry was held. I don't know why I was so nervous, why I feel my body tense up, it's just a necklace...just...a necklace...no...it was mom's necklace...I still remember her smile, her eyes, the day she had given it to me. Not a day has gone by where I haven't thought about her once a day, she was the reason I kept fighting, I thought if I was strong enough I could've been able to go back to her...how foolish I was to think that. For a child to think that life could possibly go back to normal after seeing such beings in a pyramid, god I was such an idiot. No going back now. I stopped in front of the glass to gaze upon its beauty. The red ruby's glistening with the light, they almost seemed like red diamonds, the way the gold shimmered in the white lights, it was still as beautiful as the day I lost it... "A shame humanity has to be greedy." Anubis spoke from beside me. "The night the raid happened, I remember as clear as day on how much you cried that night for that necklace. You wanted to risk your own like for that damn thing, and yet here you are again with the same foolish idea." "It's not foolish when it's stolen property. "Property of a dead person. As far as I know, your records date back to 1840, pronounced dead in 1845. Though no one even knew that necklace even belonged to you, it was found in the pyramids, and as far as they know, that necklace was an offer to the gods as safe passage for their pharaoh. So this idea is considered very much foolish, seeing that you're here trying to figure out how to steal from a museum." "This is my decision, if you don't want to help fine but I don't want to hear shit about this. I'm doing this for myself, this isn't for Osiris, not for you, and not for Khonshu. This is my missions and mine alone. I don't need the idiots messing with my plan." I didn't dare make eye contact with him, I didn't even turn to even look at him. I had my mind set on that necklace and no one was going to convince me otherwise.