Vetted Family Fundraiser Masterpost 2

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Alright then...my turn!

coffee or tea (Tea, all the way!) | early bird or night owl (Night owl, never a morning bird for the life of me.)| chocolate or vanilla (Chocolate and me go wayyyy back.)| spring or autumn (Autumn, always loved it.)| silver or gold (Gold.) | pop or alternative (Not sure to be honest, like both of them.)| freckles or dimples (Freckles, they are pretty cute.) | snakes or sharks (Sharks are pretty cool.) | mountains or fields (Fields, always a safe choice.) | thunder or lightning (lightning, 👍) | Egyptian mythology or Greek mythology (I like both, but egyptian for sure.)| ivory or scarlet (ivory?)| flute or lyre (Flute) | opal or diamond (Opal, ohhh, colors!) | butterflies or honeybees (Love me my butterflies) | typewritten or handwritten (handwritten)| secret garden or secret library (Secret Library) | rooftop or balcony (Balcony, just because) | macarons or eclairs (Macarons) | spicy or mild (mild.) | opera or ballet (Ballet, love to see them dance.)| London or Paris (London? London.)| Vincent van gogh or Claude Monet (Vincent Van Gogh)| denim or leather (Leather?) | potions or spells (Spells)| ocean or desert (Ocean, love me that sea.)| mermaids or sirens (Sirens) | masquerade ball or cocktail party (Masquerade Ball for the mystery.)

That's all I got, this was fun 👍

Thanks for the tag @steven-grants-world (we won't go into how giddy I get when I'm tagged in something!)

This or that…

coffee or tea (neither!) | early bird or night owl | chocolate or vanilla | spring or fall | silver or gold | pop or alternative | freckles or dimples | snakes or sharks | mountains or fields | thunder or lightning | egyptian mythology or greek mythology | ivory or scarlet | flute or lyre | opal or diamond | butterflies or honeybees I macarons or eclairs l typewritten or handwritten | secret garden or secret library | rooftop or balcony | spicy or mild | opera or ballet | london or paris | vincent van gogh or claude monet | denim or leather | potions or spells | ocean or desert | mermaids or sirens I masquerade ball or cocktail party

no pressure tags: @marieziffer, @jewelsrulz, @diplomaticprincess, @wrenwithapen, @witch-oftheflowers, @lunar-ghoulie, @coneygoil, and anyone else who wants to because I hate forgetting people! Do it!

WARNING: TALK ABOUT DEATH, GORY DESCRIPTION, GUNS, EXPLOSION, STABBING, AND MORE. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED ⚠️

Chapter 4.5: The Infected Type

Steven exclaimed as he realized she wasn't wearing the mask anymore.

"I wasn't lying."

She says as she fixes the straps of her backpack.

"Go over there and wait, I have to check something out."

Khonshu told the girl who looked over to where he was pointing, it was the next building over. She would only need to jump over to make it. She sighs before walking over there

"Parasite, help her."

Khonshu orders Steven, Steven just leaves the man as he goes over to where she was, she looked like she was just debating herself.

"Need help?"

He ask her as she looks over, it wasn't a far jump, just steeper, hell she just zipliner across from building to another from like 20 flight (it's a exaggeration, but it felt like that.)

Yet, look down at the fall and imagining her body, it's all she needs to know that she was not wanting to do this jump.

"How 'bout I go first, and then you go."

Steven suggested and before she could protest him, he did it. Doing it slightly make her feel better but he was literal grown man, his body most likely would not have shattered into a million pieces like hers.

Still, she looked over to him who was waiting patiently on the other side before she backed up a bit, his eye brows furrowed in concern and she run before jumping.

She jumps and makes it to the other side as she lands on her feet, she takes the win. Turning to the side and looking at him she saw him who had his hands ready to grab her in case she did miss.

It went away the minute he realized she was fine. Looking away from him and turns her focus to what's infront of her, the sun kiss her skin as it burns but warms her.

The light had blinded but helped them away from the darkness of the building they just came out of. The capital building was in sight, a grand and beautiful building as others surrounded it like a hold of some kind.

They were almost there.

"Brilliant, isn't it? Everything you hoped for?"

She hears but this time doesn't budge, she could tell he was there.

"Jury still out, but you can't deny the view."

She whispers out for only her and him to hear, sure the world was more barren but this was something she felt was just for them two to have right now. She would leave him soon anyways, might as well remember it by a nice moment.

Steven felt, peace, warmth, not just from the sunlight that produced warmth and heat. This, this was just nice. It was a quiet moment, a peaceful one at that, something they didn't have much of to even remember.

He felt a bit more alive, human, living. He could tell the others were also letting him have this moment, a reason to keep going, to keep having moments like this, the peaceful ones.

"Come on, we're almost there."

A deeper voice came out and both turned to face Khonshu who moved infront to the ladder that hung from the edge of the building. He signaled for the girl to move.

She sighs but moves forward, He watches as she goes down before he starts.

Steven looks down and plays with the ring on his finger, it was the one Randall had picked out for Marc when they were younger.

They were at a store and the two looked at rings and thought they were cool, so with lots of begging, more from Randall, they convinced their parents to let them get one.

They got simple ones, he got one of white with a small moon on it and his brother got black with a star in the middle.

Khonshu saw as he did, Marc and Jake had done it before as well whenever something reminded them of someone he didn't know but knew exactly what it meant when they even glanced at the thing.

"Stay focused Grant, we're almost done with this."

Khonshu comments and Steven eventually leaves the ring alone, it doesn't burn like it before, now it's a reminder, a little reminder.

"Yes sir."

They eventually make it down and the building is only a few feet away. There are trucks and cars in the way but they climb over them, finally they make it close to the building.

"It's looks way prettier up close."

Katalina comments as Steven and Khonshu hummed at the comment. The place is filled with crates and truckloads that looked like they had been emptied.

"I'm gonna check here and you check over there."

Khonshu instructed to Steven who just nodded.

"What about me?"

Katalina asked.

"You, don't get yourself killed."

Khonshu retorts which earns a glare from the girl, he sighs as he looks around.

"Fine, you want to help. Go check that truck then, if you find anything, yell."

He points to a FEDRA vehicle close by where he and Steven can make sure she doesn't leave their sight, again.

She looks over and walks towards the vehicle and climbs it as she looked around for anything. It was mostly empty but then she saw a small amount of blood, drops of it.

She turned on her flashlight and shined the light around the empty truck, there was a puddle of blood up ahead but for the most part there was nothing else.

It was empty, nothing left of its hollow shell.

She turns off the light before climbing out from the back to where Khonshu was still checking.

"There was nothing."

She told him to which he turns around.

"Alright, go wait over there."

He says as he went back she waited for him to go back and focus before walking over to the steps of the building, they were splattered of sandy cement and blood, the color that once shined were now being rusted away.

Steven looked inside the crates to find nothing. It had been emptied, he wasn't even sure what he was looking for since all the other ones were also empty.

He steps back as he looks down before find blood, droplets of it. His eyes followed it as started to trail somewhere.

"Found something."

He shouts as the two look at him, Khonshu looks down where he was following the trail.

"Stay behind me, okay."

Katalina nods as she follows behind as the two have their weapons ready in case of any surprises. They end up at the left side of the building where another entrance was left open, the trail getting bigger and bloodier as they continued.

The door creaked as they all went in, bodies, many many teared bodies were scattered on the floor.

"No, no!"

Khonshu voice thundered in the not so empty building, there were bite marks in different parts of their bodies as there were blood stained against the walls.

Steven felt bile slowly make its way up, the acidic taste going back down as he swallowed it back down. He looks back to the girl who just looked at the bodies, he wish she didn't have to see this.

He felt his eyes go back, someone else would take this.

Khonshu looks at each to see if any survived but to no avail as they all died, each with a bullet wound sealing the deal.

"Look for a radio, a map, anything they might have left for this!?"

Khonshu yells as he starts to dig into the bodies clothes for anything.

"What are we doing Khonshu."

Marc responds as he looks around, this mission was a bust and the guy wanted more.

"I am telling you to find something useful right now !"

He pushes the body aside as he looks through another one.

"Look, the mission was a bust. We can't do anything about this!"

Marc exasperated as he looked at Khonshu like a mad man.

"Where did the maggot say the hospital was that they were gonna take you to?"

Khonshu looked at the girl who was taken aback by the question.

"Uhh, he didn't really specify where. All he said was that it was somewhere off Egypt."

Katalina blurted as she told him which only got a grumbles from the guy who just kept looking.

"Somewhere off Egypt, great. Spector, what are you doing, look around for anything!"

Khonshu commands to which Marc responded.

"No!"

He protest as he pulls Khonshu off the guy he was checking, his hands were bloody, like they should be.

"Khonshu it's over. We tried, it went to shit, let go back to the QZ and tell them it didn't work out and take back the girl to them."

Marc chided as Khonshu pulled his wrist back from Marc's hold. Katalina watched the two as the tension was there, she could cut a knife through it.

"I'm not going anywhere, and neither are you Spector."

His jaw tightened as he turned around and started to look again.

"Why are you so obsessed with this!"

Marc yells and the whole room goes quiet.

"This is my last mission."

Khonshu answers, his voice smaller than before, it sounds tired but irritated.

"What?"

Is all Marc could say before Khonshu got up.

"My luck had to run out sooner or later."

"Khonshu what are you talking about!?"

Katalina connected the dots, his anger, sure he was already a pretty angry person but the way he just was is not normal for the old man.

"Oh shit. He's infected."

She whispered as Marc looked over at her then back at Khonshu. He scoffs before looking up at Khonshu.

"Show me."

Is all he says and Khonshu pulls down the collar, a burning red mark etched itself on the man's skin.

Teeth mark burned into the flesh, it was new and fresh, black viens were spreading across the man's neck to the back of his head.

"Oh shit."

Marc muttered under his breath as he saw the mark. He got bit, he's infected.

"Stupid mistake for an old man, right?"

Khonshu scoffed out as he sat down on one of the benches that weren't destroyed, the sun's light shining through the window as it shined down on the old man.

"Kid, take your bandage off."

His voice echos, it's much softer this time, softer than it had even been.

Katalina slowly unwrap her arm as the bite was very much there but not as red as the one Khonshu now wears, it looked like it was healing.

"Look at her arm Spector, she's real. She exist."

He says as he puts his hand out and she slowly takes it. Gently he pulled her to him and puts the arm out for Marc to see.

The black viens don't spread, not like Khonshu did.

Marc doesn't want to look at the evidence, he rather be dead than accept the fact that an immune person even exists, much less it being a kid.

Khonshu hands start to shake as he let's down her hand gently, he sighs as he puts his hand on his knees.

"You three need to finish the mission. Take the child to Layla, she knew some people who use to run with the timsaeh group."

He tells them as he grabs his canes and starts to dust it off.

"No, no. I'm not taking her anywhere, especially not with Layla, keep her out of it. There is also no way she would even take the girl."

Marc shook his head as he started to pace around, this was more than they signed up for.

He could hear the other two trying to get a word out but also one voice on top of the other. No one was getting listened to.

"This was your mission, we're not doing this."

He argued as he looked at Khonshu who just sighed.

"You can convince her, I know one of you can. Once you do they'll take her off your hands and handle it from there."

Khonshu instructed as he swung his pack over and started to dig through it.

"I know I have been a piece of shit to all three of you, but you still owe me for your life. This will be the end of your debt, nothing left to pay me back."

He grabs a small bag out and hands it to the girl who just takes it.

"No, I can pay it back anoth-"

He doesn't get a word in as Khonshu slams his cane on the ground.

They both flinch at the noise as Khonshu talks.

"Shut up and listen, you are going to take her and she is going to save the world. This is the last thing I ask of you Spector, Grant, Lockly, the last thing from an old man whose about to die."

His words hit hard to the both of them, he was dying, he was a an asshole but still human. He has been here longer than both of them.

"Keep her alive, give her to Layla and set everything right. All the shit I made you all do, it would be repented this way. All the people who you couldn't save would forgive you."

He adds as he finds a small bracelet and puts it out.

"You, stay close to him. Remember, you can still be torn apart even with this miracle of yours. Fight as hard as you can if you need to. Don't trust Harrow."

He tells the girl as he puts the bracelet on her wrist and tightened it so that it wouldn't fall of.

It was a braided bracelet of black and white, a gold piece with the engraving of a sun on it.

She wasn't sure what to say about this, any of it. He was dying, and she really couldn't do anything if she tried. Her blood would do nothing, she's tried.

He then digs again into his pack and pulls put small bag. He grabs Marc hands and closes it pushing it close to his chest.

"This will get you onto a boat ride to leave from Algeria to France."

He says instruct him who just looks confused at what he was saying to him.

"Kept the girl alive. That's the only thing you need to do for this to succeed."

He wheeze as he feels the effects starting to kick in.

A sound of trucks coming got all their attention, Marc rushes over towards the window and see a big cloud of dust.

"Sand riders, were out of time."

He tensed at the sight as Khonshu gets up and walks over to one of the dead timsaeh, they had a whole rack of grenades wrapped around them. He takes them and gets them off as he throws them on the floor.

They scattered as the sound of clincks followed, both backed up from the grenades.

"What are you doing?!"

The two exclaimed

He sees a can of gasoline and starts to pour it around the surround area, including the entrance they came from and the other.

The smell of gasoline burned their nose as they watched the man create a trap.

"To make sure they can't catch you. It'll buy you time to run."

He explained as he digs through another timsaeh and finds a light, along with a pack of cigarettes.

He takes them both.

"Take the girl and run, don't look back. And, you three."

He tells them, he can hear the riders getting closer, he starts to get the cigarette out.

"Save who you can save."

Katalina feels her heart sink, this old man didn't deserve to die, even the small amount of knowing him she feels he didn't deserve this death.

She makes a rash decision, it stupid really but it's the last thing she can give to the old man at least.

She hugs him, her arms tight around his waist, this caught him by surprise. He freezes at the gesture, it's been years since he's been hugged. Much less from a child, he feels like he almost missed it.

She's warm, alive, she'll live longer, he knows it.

She's a strong kid, a good one too. He doesn't say anything though.

He remembered the children that would follow him around. He didn't hate them but was never too good at talking to them. They would climb and chase after him before they were called back, and he went back to protecting the school.

They trusted him, and every one of those children trusted him to protect them.

He failed.

Maybe he can at least save this one child, this one kid.

"I'm sorry."

She whispers out as she slowly let's go and doesn't look at him again.

He looks as the girl leaves, it for the better, he turns around and lights the cigarette before putting it in his mouth. He swung his rifle and grabs it before pointing it towards the entrance.

"What are you fools waiting for! Go!"

He yells at them which got them out of their trance. Marc grabs the girls wrist as she starts to follow and soon they are out of the way.

"Goodbye, Katalina."

He hears heavy footsteps on the steps and gets ready, he honestly never thought he get to choose how he'd died, he's glad about this though. A suitable death, the sacrifice.

The doors swing open and he opens fire.

Marc pulls her out of there, they push another pair of doors before shutting them close.

He hears a yell and shots being fired, he pushes her forward as they make it outside, the air hot and burning as they make it out of the building.

The sound of bang goes off, the feeling of the fire burned his skin as the girl covers her head and both fall on their knees as he covers her with his body.

Eventually only the sound of the burning flames it left, he slowly looks over at the building, it was in flames as the screams and cries of those in its flames burned alive.

Hell had taken over the building.

Katalina watches as the inside burns along with the old man she once knew. They both looked as the firey trap killing what it wanted from the inside, including Khonshu with it.

The black smoke suffocating whatever went near it, nothing was left.

He slowly gets up as the girl looked at it. He was gone, he was alone with the kid.

He feels like he should feel relieved to no longer be in Khonshu presence but feels sadness, the man was not great, he was manipulative and hard on them. But that guy had saved his life, not only his but Steven's and Jake's life as well.

His eyes flickered for a second as if waiting for the old man to come out, but nothing. He wasn't coming back, he had burned himself alive for their sake.

He looks down at the girl who looks like she's about to cry, he wants to tell her it won't do any good but leaves it.

He turns around and looks the other way, they have no other choice but to keep going, what other option did he have.

She looks at the building, the heat radiating off it, she wonders if it hurt, to die the way he it. It was instant, but it might not, the gun fire going on couldn't have been just him.

She looks down at the bracelet he gave her, another thing to remember someone by, again.

Her eyes burn but she shakes her head, crying won't do shit for her. It won't bring him back, she takes in a breath before getting up.

She looks back at him, the guy who didn't want to be anywhere near her, she wonders whether he would kill her if he had the chance. She wouldn't blame him if he did.

He looks at her before walking, she follows behind.

That's the end of this chapter, yay!!

So...I killed off Khonshu, yep.

Took like weeks again but managed a lot due to figuring out whether or not I wanted to kill Khonshu off, but I knew I had to decide, so there's that.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter as much as it was a pain to write.

Comment and tell me what you think, tell me if I could improve on something, until then, Good Day, Afternoon, and Night.

Love:

Sky 💜

This is how it felt to write this chapter. Hopefully, it will be easy sailing from here. (It won't help me....)

The absolute joy a citizen in Northern Gaza felt after he managed to secure a bag of flour..

it's absolutely heartbreaking to see that their biggest dream is to get a bag of flour when any of us could walk into a store, buy one, & feel nothing about it..

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I am now old now....that's okay. My bones crack everywhere, but that's okay because it's gonna be a good day even though my body acts like it's 90 years old. 👍

I have no idea why, but some part if me wants to write a fanfic about Moonknight but a tlou version. Like the same thing but with twist here in there, I feel like it would be so cool to read.

I don't know, just an idea, I already have like a Playlist for it in my head and all, is that weird? Hope not, anyways, just wanted that out in the world.

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