The Fight For Senfu

"Whatever they've told you, I'm sure I can offer you something much tangible." Arthur's voice was heard as he held up the scarab.

(Y/N) scoffs under her breath, rolling her eyes seeing the old man in front of her. The guns at her head not worrying her right now as a familiar white glow slowly starts appearing around her body.

"Why settle for a clue when you can have the treasure?" He continues talking as the scarab floats above his hand.

"Anton. Anton, don't listen to this man. He's trying to stop us from reaching.." (Y/N) stresses as the said male cuts her off.

"Please, stop." He snaps at her, turning around to face her.

"He's gonna kill millions, trust us!" Layla adds onto the pleading.

"Are you seriously talking about trust?" His voice spat, glaring at the girls.

"Please, there's no need to descend into violent accusations. Each one of you has so much more in common than you know." Arthur says as he starts to walk forward, "(Y/N), Layla. You keep thinking that distance will prevent the wounds from your father's murders from reopening." The (H/C) haired girl listened confused, not remembering her father's death as Marc watched her face for any reaction. "But something stands in your way, many things for you (Y/N)."

Arthur's eyes went to (Y/N), "Your fiancé doesn't even tell you the truth about everything, about your memories." This made the girl now turn to Marc who was clenching his jaw hard.

"And Marc, you don't tell her because you know that if you do, you'll lose her forever and she'll see you exactly as you see yourself, as unworthy of love." Arthur concludes in a calm voice.

Marc's face had many emotions. Sorrow, pain and deep hatred. "You piece of shit." He growled in a low voice, ignoring (Y/N)'s intense stare as the girl felt her heart drop at Arthur's claim.

"Anton.." The older man says and hold up his glowing purple cane. "The lore surrounding these relics, I offer proof that it's real." He walks around him to glances at the pyramid, "This sarcophagus doesn't belong to anyone."

The lights around them flickered and once again, altered (Y/N) as she knew who would be heard now.

"Do it. Use your powers and summon the suit." Khonshu tells the only people who can hear and see him. The god perched up on a roof.

The lights flicker more, "Give them what they deserve."

"Anton.." Arthur says as the said male walked over, "Would you like to see for yourself?"

"Yes." He admits above a whisper, "I do."

The lights keep flickering as (Y/N)'s eyes start getting that white flare in them again. Arthur now starting to chant in coptic, over and over again as the cane glows purple.

"What are you two waiting for?" Khonshu barks, getting impatient with the pair who are watching closely.

Once the chantint stopped, the tomb inside was broken into pieces. "That's just a taste of the godly power I offer." Arthur says as he walks away and glances over his shoulder at (Y/N) and Marc. Finally snapping the two out of their holding back.

More men on horses come over as one guy talks, "Hey, they are gone." They see that (Y/N) and Marc were nowhere to be seen, making all the enemies become alert.

Layla glances up at the pyramid, seeing Marc with his white material suit up on the top with (Y/N) floating up behind him. Her own suit back on with white energy pulsing around her body to keep her afloat. The foggy moonlight adding extra effect to the pairs menacing look. Bek sees this and grabs Anton, taking him away.

The (H/C) haired girl threw a energy ball at the guy near Layla, knocking him out and away. As another guy tried shooting at (Y/N), Marc jumped down from the pyramid and used his crescent shaped cape to help him land safely, also protecting his fiancée from any harm.

He kicks the guy away as he lands while everyone around starts running and shouting from the comotion.

(Y/N) jumps to the ground, her white energy helping her float before she reached the ground. Layla picks up a gun and shoots at the men who were going to attack the girls. (Y/N) just sends anyone away with a blast, though her senses picked up again as multiply guys come from the gates and start shooting at them.

"Layla!" She yells in warning and the curly head turned just as (Y/N) formed a white energy forcefield around the girl, keeping her safe from the incoming bultes.

(Y/N) sees Marc running at her so she mets him in the middle, her front colliding with his chest as he wraps his white cape around her body, shielding her from the bullets.

She looks up, almost freaking out when his white glowing eyes were staring into her own eyes, non blinking, "We gotta buy Layla some time."

"I can do that." He replies lowly with the dip of his head, smirking cockily under his suit as he span around, flicking off the bullets back to the shooting males which only got some of them.

"Go Layla!" (Y/N) yells and releases her shield as the girl nodded and run off to find clues. The (H/C) haired girl levitates in the air towards Marc, her throwing white energy balls at the people while the male throws his crescent darts, both killing however it got to.

Marc goes to run at the emeines one way while (Y/N) goes the other way, her fiancé knowing she was capable of protecting herself.

(Y/N) spins then does a side twirl in the air, her capes blowing while kicking with her boot, she sent an enemy flying mid air with an energy blast. Getting another hit in when she forced someone away with the flick of her wrist, knocking him away somewhere.

She slid on the ground, tripping over another male with one of her legs and pressed her hand on his chest, grunting and sent him flying away with her white energy. Just as someone went to grab her cape, Marc's weapon went flying under his neck, cutting him open and killed him.

She punched someone away and looked up breathless to Marc, smiling in thankfulness.

"Marc, stop it! stop it!" Steven's voice was back as Marc was punching a guy away. The male continuing to fight even with the other voice, "No, Marc!"

(Y/N) was either sending them away with her white energy or she was pushing, kicking or punching them. Sending one more blast of energy, she huffed and glanced at Marc, seeing him frozen as he held someone in a choke hold. Gasping and quickly flew over seeing Steven's suit back on.

"Oh! Sorry." Steven dropped the man Marc was choking and quickly glanced around for (Y/N).

"Steven?!" She called as she made her way over, landing down in front of him.

His face lights up under his mask, "(Y/N)! Darling! I'm so glad you are alright." He moved to touch her but stopped hearing reloading of guns.

Steven turned around fast, moving in front of his best friend. "That's it. All right, time out." He did a time out sign, "Guys, lets all calm down, yeah? We're all worked up, let's all just, like, chill the F out and talk for a second.."

Just as he said that, both (Y/N) and Steven were stabbed by a stick and another. The girl groaning out in pain which altered both boys inside her best friends mind.

"Switch now! She's getting hurt because of us!" Marc yelled out, heart dropping hearing her pained noise.

"Take the body." Steven says, "Take the body, take the body, Marc." He frantically says as Marc is now back as he breaks the sticks inside (Y/N)'s and his bodies.

The girl jumps back for her to only to get stabbed by a stick again. Groaning in pain as many more stabbed into her stomach, back and side. She breathes heavily as her powers weren't coming out fast enough, not giving her time to react to the incoming blows. She whimpered in pain when she gets pushed to her knees, the girl currently feeling distressed as nothing was working for her.

Marc's masks comes off, his eyes holding nothing but pure terror seeing his fiancée defenceless on the ground. "(Y/N)!" His yell was raw, full of pain as his bottom lip quivers, not wanting to lose her again.

She weakly looks up at him, also giving a weak smile to him. She then hears a gunshot, seeing Layla shooting at someone on a horse. Her blood ran cold seeing the curly haired girl get slapped to the ground as Anton was on a horse getting a stick most likely to kill her.

And at that, (Y/N) snapped.

She released a loud scream as white energy shot out of her body in all directions, pushing out the sticks into the male's bodies around her who all got flown meters away from the large bast of energy.

(Y/N) slowly stood up, her feet levitating off the ground a little bit as her eyes glowed a powerful white, the same glow being shown in her veins. Two white energy balls fired up in both palms, her teeth bared, she charged.

(Y/N) yelled out angrily just as Anton ran at her with a stick, the girl going straight for the kill as she slammed into him, knocking him off the horse and was quick to press both hands on his chest, gritting her teeth and blasted energy into his body.

The male having no time to react as his body was being thrown into the gates, most likely knocking out him cold. She smiled sadistically seeing this and went to start throwing random balls of energy at the bodies, herself no longer incontrol of her actions.

"Marc! You've gotta snap her out of it!" Layla exclaimed, worried tears building in her eyes seeing (Y/N) acting not like herself with her power.

Marc helped the girl up, keeping his suit on just in case as he slowly made his way over to his one and only lover. The man having one goal. To snap (Y/N) out of whatever trance she was in. "(Y/N)!" He yells out.

The girl stops momentarily at the sound of his voice, then went back to walking around and blasting white energy at anything in sight. Her eyes glazed over with white.

Marc noticed her stopping at the sound of his voice, so he swallowed the lump in his throat and carefully made his way in front of the unresponsive (Y/N). "(Y/N/N).." He called out in a softer voice, reaching out and grasped the side of her face with his gloved hand.

Her head lulled into his palm, her eyes flickering from white to normal as her body reacted to his familiar touch. Stopping all over movements as her dead expression focused on him, her veins still glowing a bright white.

"My love.." He breathed out, rubbing his gloved thumb over her cheek bone as he mask finally came down, trusting the girl not to attack him. "It's alright.." He brought her forehead up to his, placing their foreheads together as he hoped to bring her back from this state.

(Y/N)'s fingers twitch as her eyes flutter shut at his warm breath against her lips. Everything he was doing seem to wake the girl back up because, she inhaled sharply, grasping onto his hand that held her check and opened her (E/C) eyes for him. The veins glowing stopping on the girl as well as her white aura. "Marc..?" She asked in a small voice, her suit now disappearing along with his.

He breathlessly chuckles, closing his eyes momentarily taking in the close contact and the fact that she was back to him. "Yeah, it's me." He whispered, looking into her beautiful eyes. His favourite colour.

"(Y/N)!" Layla's worried yell broke the pair up as she came running over. Marc sighed sadly and removed himself from the girl, though he was so thankful she was herself and not harmed, even if she did go a little out of control.

"You scared us! Are you alright?!" Layla exclaimed, checking the girl for injuries and placed a hand on her lower arm.

(Y/N) chuckled weakly and patted her hand, "I'm good here, I promise."

Layla shakes her head but sighs in relief. Then glancing between them knowing they had to go, "We need a car."

"Yeah, come on." Marc says as he helps (Y/N) walk with a strong arm around her waist.

"Tick-tock, (Y/N) (L/N) and Marc Spector. Tick-tock." Khonshu's deep voice was heard, the male finding the recent events concerning and also interesting.

He knew that this was only the beginning, he knew that (Y/N)'s power would only just become more powerful and harder to control from now on.

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