Mask of Khonshu: Part 4

Admittedly I am struggling to work out a plot to this. Like, do I have it be a diverged version of the series, or keep it character-driven and see where it takes me?

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It was sheer practice that Layla didn't flinch when New Moon Knight (she really needed some kind of name for him) appeared by her side. "Good to see you," she greeted. "Yes, you too," he echoed, sounding distant. "Something wrong?"

Looking at him, New Moon Knight seemed distracted. "I've...found some new information." He now had Layla's full attention: "About my husband?" "Maybe. Mostly about how I likely acquired the mask."

Mask of Khonshu: Part 3

Struggled a bit with this one, hope it's ok. Admittedly kinda short, but it's out.

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It took practically everything Steven could scrap together to call in sick. How he managed to get a full week off when he'd asked for one day, is anyone else's guess. Especially seeing as his mind was very much elsewhere.

Mask of Khonshu: Part 2

Well, seeing as the first part is so far the most popular thing (outside of the Moon Son AU) I’ve done on here, I will put to words the second part I’ve have had brewing in my head off-and-on since posting for you all. I would recommend reading the first part for context. Enjoy and be gentle.

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When Layla El-Faouly found her husband, she was going to... Well, she wasn’t yet quite sure exactly what she was going to do, but it would definitely make her feelings very clear. And it would take a obscene amount of groveling and explanations for it to stop.

Ever since the divorce papers arrived, she’d been scouring the world, starting from America and branching out, for Marc. Now, two months later, she finally had a lead.

Mask of Khonshu

OK, here is an odd combination, but one that I think works. Plus, it allows for some live-action and comic integration. Enjoy and be gentle.

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In summary, Steven Grant’s day had been a total write-off. From the nightmare that woke him (and he hoped with everything in his body and soul that it really was just a nightmare) to apparently losing time and accidently standing up his date, he was more than ready to abandon what little of the day was left and sleep. Of course, that didn’t happen.

When he dropped the box of chocolates, he noticed something. In another universe, it would have been markings on the floor as if the table had been repeatedly moved. He did notice them naturally, but something else claimed his attention.