06-20-2018, 10:02 PM
The perpetual darkness of the tight spaced cell surrounded Spector at every corner leaving only a cold, spine-shivering draft that crept up his body cause goosebumps and hair to stand up but besides that the cell, this solitary confinement left only the ability to wait. The darkness of close quarters might have scared the weak but to Marc, there was only one thing that could break him. It was the defining silence of the cell and times passing. It allowed thoughts of desperation, worry, and yet worse the one thing he vowed to never let happen again - the harm of friends and loved ones.
Though madness had always followed him since he was a child, it was the idea of being confined in a space and being left there locked away forever. That out of everything else was the deal breaker, the straw that broke the camel's back, the one thing he feared the most.
“...Khonshu?”
I am here my son.
“How long have I been in here?”
Days, weeks, a month.
A month? How did so much time slip by? He wasn’t in a dark cramped cell any longer, no, it was a time capsule from hell built to hold him for his past sins. At least it was something he deserved. Shifting through the dark he stretched out one of his legs in a failed attempt to get any comfort out of the small cell. It didn’t feel like it but a month did truly pass. His unkempt hair had grown long, the stubble he had coming into Coruscant was now a beard and his body was filthy from how long he had been in the cell. Giving a low sigh, he shifted out his leg and stretching out the other to wean out the sharp pain of a cramp.
“Khonshu?”
Yes?
“I’m tired of waiting. You can predict the future. Tell me, is Jarvis coming back or not?”
Patience, all will be solved soon… very soon.
“What do you mean?” Marc said, his attention dragged away from his god.
Echoing footsteps could be heard bouncing out back and forth his cell door. Was this it? Freedom? Or was this something different? For all Spector knew they could be just passing by or better yet execution? No, they were probably sent to torture him and steal what little information they could gather about the Avengers. His heart began racing, pounding in his chest as if trying to burst free. His breath turned heavy and thick of anticipation, blood racing with adrenaline as he cinched both fists. If they came to kill or torture him he would make sure they had a good fight to remember him by. Make them fear him more than God. The footsteps stopped at his door leaving only silence to follow. This was it, whatever it was he was more than ready. The large blast door slammed open with an unpleasant metal screech following with it. Marc by instincts stood straight with his brown eyes narrowing as two guards stepped closely in.
“Get dressed. You’re free.” A guard growled, tossing the costume Moon Knight wore before arriving at the prison onto the cell’s floor.
As quickly as they approached, the two guards left the small cell taking positions outside as if they were guarding the doors.
Like a child reaching for candy, Spector snatched his armor off the floor, pawing for his white mask. He pulled it over his face once again dawning the persona of Moon Knight.
-
Did you ever doubt me?
“A little.” The Moon’s Knight of Vengeance pushing through the glass door leading into the prisons main lobby. Stepping into the room Jarvis as expected was already waiting for him and the others.
“Moon Knight,” Jarvis said smiling, happy to see that his teammate and field leader left with no more injury.
“Jarvis.” Moon Knight replied narrowing his eye a bit.
“I am glad to say that you and the others are finally free from but it came with a cost.”
“What’s the cost?” He said furrowing an eyebrow under his mask.
“I would expect sometime in the future that the Empire will call onto us for our services.”
“As in working under them?”
“Yes.”
Moon Knight gave a short sigh.
“We’ll have to discuss this later without the watchful eyes the Empire.”
“Of course, Ahem, It seems another approaches.”
Turning around to his surprise it was Cade. It seems that the Empire felt that his time was over as well. With a bit of short-lived glee, the Silver Avengers rushed to the Centurion, placing his right hand over the young man’s shoulder.
“How do you feel?”
Cade shrugged, his body still sore from the constant experiments.
“I’ll be fine but no way in hell am I ever coming back to this place.”
“I completely agree, here comes more of us.”
Marching their way into the main lobby the other Avengers, Angel, Dick, Marcus, and Ratione showing eagerness to leave as well.
“Is it true? Are we free?’ Dick asked scratching at his greying beard.
“Yes, the warden has agreed that every last one of you is free to go,” Jarvis answered with a nod.
“Hold UP! Wait a minute, where’s Dust?!” Angel shouted her eyes bulging with confusion.
“Yeah, I haven’t seen him either.” Cade chimed in.
“If he isn’t here by now then Empire hasn’t let him free yet. He might have caused more trouble with guards, who knows. Don’t worry Angel Dust’s a grown man and more than capable of handling himself.” Moon Knight said attempting to defuse Angel’s panic.
"I swear if they hurt him, I'm... I'm... I'M GONNA SICK CADE ON THEM!!!"
“Excuse me?”
“I believe that is our queue Team, shall we leave this most unpleasant place?” Jarvis said pointing towards the prison’s exit.
“Lead the way.” Moon Knight retorted following with a nod.
With each Avenger huddled together they marched out of the prison, making their way down a series of stone stairs and as is somehow summoned they were swarmed by the Imperial press. Like vultures they made their way to each hero, shouting questions like cannon fire.
“Moon Knight! Moon Knight! What does it feel like to be free but still in the clutches of our Empire?” A female reporter shouted shoving her mic close to Moon Knight’s mask, her cameraman moving in close as well. Narrowing his eyes at the camera, a sneer grew under the Night Protectors mask.
“As long as the Avengers are around it doesn’t matter who or what is watching. There will always be vengeance and justice to be brought into the light. I have nothing more to say.”
With Jarvis leading point, the team pushed through the mountain of reporters making their way to an already prepped Quinjet. They were free and hopefully for good this time. Now it was time for them to leave for their new base. With a roar of the Jet’s engine, they were off.
Though madness had always followed him since he was a child, it was the idea of being confined in a space and being left there locked away forever. That out of everything else was the deal breaker, the straw that broke the camel's back, the one thing he feared the most.
“...Khonshu?”
I am here my son.
“How long have I been in here?”
Days, weeks, a month.
A month? How did so much time slip by? He wasn’t in a dark cramped cell any longer, no, it was a time capsule from hell built to hold him for his past sins. At least it was something he deserved. Shifting through the dark he stretched out one of his legs in a failed attempt to get any comfort out of the small cell. It didn’t feel like it but a month did truly pass. His unkempt hair had grown long, the stubble he had coming into Coruscant was now a beard and his body was filthy from how long he had been in the cell. Giving a low sigh, he shifted out his leg and stretching out the other to wean out the sharp pain of a cramp.
“Khonshu?”
Yes?
“I’m tired of waiting. You can predict the future. Tell me, is Jarvis coming back or not?”
Patience, all will be solved soon… very soon.
“What do you mean?” Marc said, his attention dragged away from his god.
Echoing footsteps could be heard bouncing out back and forth his cell door. Was this it? Freedom? Or was this something different? For all Spector knew they could be just passing by or better yet execution? No, they were probably sent to torture him and steal what little information they could gather about the Avengers. His heart began racing, pounding in his chest as if trying to burst free. His breath turned heavy and thick of anticipation, blood racing with adrenaline as he cinched both fists. If they came to kill or torture him he would make sure they had a good fight to remember him by. Make them fear him more than God. The footsteps stopped at his door leaving only silence to follow. This was it, whatever it was he was more than ready. The large blast door slammed open with an unpleasant metal screech following with it. Marc by instincts stood straight with his brown eyes narrowing as two guards stepped closely in.
“Get dressed. You’re free.” A guard growled, tossing the costume Moon Knight wore before arriving at the prison onto the cell’s floor.
As quickly as they approached, the two guards left the small cell taking positions outside as if they were guarding the doors.
Like a child reaching for candy, Spector snatched his armor off the floor, pawing for his white mask. He pulled it over his face once again dawning the persona of Moon Knight.
-
Did you ever doubt me?
“A little.” The Moon’s Knight of Vengeance pushing through the glass door leading into the prisons main lobby. Stepping into the room Jarvis as expected was already waiting for him and the others.
“Moon Knight,” Jarvis said smiling, happy to see that his teammate and field leader left with no more injury.
“Jarvis.” Moon Knight replied narrowing his eye a bit.
“I am glad to say that you and the others are finally free from but it came with a cost.”
“What’s the cost?” He said furrowing an eyebrow under his mask.
“I would expect sometime in the future that the Empire will call onto us for our services.”
“As in working under them?”
“Yes.”
Moon Knight gave a short sigh.
“We’ll have to discuss this later without the watchful eyes the Empire.”
“Of course, Ahem, It seems another approaches.”
Turning around to his surprise it was Cade. It seems that the Empire felt that his time was over as well. With a bit of short-lived glee, the Silver Avengers rushed to the Centurion, placing his right hand over the young man’s shoulder.
“How do you feel?”
Cade shrugged, his body still sore from the constant experiments.
“I’ll be fine but no way in hell am I ever coming back to this place.”
“I completely agree, here comes more of us.”
Marching their way into the main lobby the other Avengers, Angel, Dick, Marcus, and Ratione showing eagerness to leave as well.
“Is it true? Are we free?’ Dick asked scratching at his greying beard.
“Yes, the warden has agreed that every last one of you is free to go,” Jarvis answered with a nod.
“Hold UP! Wait a minute, where’s Dust?!” Angel shouted her eyes bulging with confusion.
“Yeah, I haven’t seen him either.” Cade chimed in.
“If he isn’t here by now then Empire hasn’t let him free yet. He might have caused more trouble with guards, who knows. Don’t worry Angel Dust’s a grown man and more than capable of handling himself.” Moon Knight said attempting to defuse Angel’s panic.
"I swear if they hurt him, I'm... I'm... I'M GONNA SICK CADE ON THEM!!!"
“Excuse me?”
“I believe that is our queue Team, shall we leave this most unpleasant place?” Jarvis said pointing towards the prison’s exit.
“Lead the way.” Moon Knight retorted following with a nod.
With each Avenger huddled together they marched out of the prison, making their way down a series of stone stairs and as is somehow summoned they were swarmed by the Imperial press. Like vultures they made their way to each hero, shouting questions like cannon fire.
“Moon Knight! Moon Knight! What does it feel like to be free but still in the clutches of our Empire?” A female reporter shouted shoving her mic close to Moon Knight’s mask, her cameraman moving in close as well. Narrowing his eyes at the camera, a sneer grew under the Night Protectors mask.
“As long as the Avengers are around it doesn’t matter who or what is watching. There will always be vengeance and justice to be brought into the light. I have nothing more to say.”
With Jarvis leading point, the team pushed through the mountain of reporters making their way to an already prepped Quinjet. They were free and hopefully for good this time. Now it was time for them to leave for their new base. With a roar of the Jet’s engine, they were off.
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