The two reach the village and about to continue running down the stairs when they saw two more men, wearing the same clothes that they two saw earlier. Steven was quick to grab's (Y/N)'s waist, bringing her into his chest as he backed them behind a wall.

She was breathing heavy, trying to catch her breath while resting her forehead briefly against Steven's chest. The male's arms tightening around her waist as he peeked behind the wall, seeing the men walking down the stairs without turning back. "Okay, let's go." He breathed out, letting go and clasped their hands together, running away down an allway fast.

The duo found themselves coming to a stop, walking in another alleyway towards the town square along with the local people that didn't pay attention to them.

Steven brough up (Y/N)'s white hoodie over her head, doing the same for himself as they calmly walked together until stopping to watch a long haired male walk down the pathway, every local touched his arms like he was god or an important figure around this area.

(Y/N) and Steven exchanged a confused look, watching as the male walked up more to the town square. "What a beautiful day. It's like we're in heaven, is it?" As the male stands on higher ground, he speaks to the formed crowd. "It's a darkness. Sometime it hides in our very hearts. We are here to make the Earth as much like heaven as possible. Who'd like to go first?" He asked and just then a male walked forward.

"You're a brave man. Offering your soul for judgment. Wanting to serve our goddess even before she wakes." The male says as he sets the cane evenly on the guys hands and places his hand beneath them, showing a tattoo of the balance of justice. As the man speaks, the cane sways back and forth. "I judge you in Ammit's name with a but a fraction of her power."

The tattoos on the males arm moves up and down, coming to a stop when it turned green. "This is the face of a good man." They both hug, leaving (Y/N) and Steven puzzled. The two men with the guns from before cam strolling behind the duo making them freeze up and walk further into the crowd, hoping to be unnoticed.

"Who would like to go next?" The male asked and once again someone stood up, this time being an older lady.

"Please, Harrow. I must know." The older lady begs.

"Call me Arthur. Come." Arthur, the man says with a hand held out for the lady. "Will you accept your scales, regardless of the outcome?" The male asked again while (Y/N) and Steven moved closer.

"Yes." She replied as Arthur does the same thing he did to the other male to her, however this time to scales become crimson.

"I'm sorry." He apologized.

"I've been good my entire life." The older lady stutterers.

"I believe you." Arthur states camly. "But the scales see everything. Perhaps it's something that lies ahead."

He takes a deep breath. "Well.. I wish you could live to see the world we make. Yet, Ammit has decided."

The older woman gasps, seeming like the life was stolen out of her body until she became white and grey. (Y/N) placed a hand over her mouth, her eyes watery at the sight.

Steven saw this and moved closer, pressing his side against hers to hopefully bring her a little bit of comfort.

The two same males with guns made there way up to Arthur, informing him of something as two other took away the old lady's body. The duo's eyes followed the people who took the body, completely ignoring and not understand what the male in front of them said in Ancient Egyptian. (Y/N) and Steven glance at each other, not understanding as everyone else gets on one knee.

Seeing everyone down on one knee the two quickly join with (Y/N) stuttering out. "Oh, bollocks."

The two didn't seem to do it quick enough because once the (H/C) haired girl was down, two men came and seized her. "Hey!" She snapped, trying to break free from their grasps who just gripped tighter making her wince in pain.

Steven's head snapped up at this, his entire alter changing. Eyes dark, expression angry, he grunted in a non- british accent. "Don't you dare hurt her."

She glanced at him confused, to only see him back to his original expression and tone.

"Mercenary." Arthur says, talking about Steven.

Everyone stands up from the ground, with (Y/N) being taking over to the male in front and Steven admittley followed. "Mercenary? No, no. I'm not a mercenary." He chuckles nervously, taking off his hood. "No, we're both a gift shop-ist. We work at a gift shop. My name's Steven Grant." He then pointed to (Y/N) who was still struggling in the men's hold. "And that's (Y/N) (L/N)."

The (H/C) haired girl speaks up. "We're trying to get back home. Back to London." She looks around and Steven nodded, while the male with the cane came walking down.

"Well, Steven Grant and (Y/N) (L/N) of the gift shop." Arthur started.

"Yeah?"

"Will you return the scarab?" Arthur inquires, holding out a hand.

"The.. the what?" People shove him towards the male and (Y/N) can't help but want to lunge.

"Calm down." The same deep voice was heard in her mind again, startling the poor woman.

"Yeah, the.. Oh, you mean.." Steven stuttres, feeling around for the scarab in his pockets. He takes it out and places it on his palm. Arthur goes for it making (Y/N) tense up, the same with the bracelet around her upper arm.

"You will give him nothing." The familiar deep voice spoke again.

Steven extends his hand out, for it to only inclose around the scarab. Arthur takes a step back, "I strongly encourage you to return that."

He places his hand out again for Steven to hand over to iteam. "I'm not.. I'm.." He starts to his his fingers that held the scarab. "Come on, now. It's like my fingers froze." He grabs his hand with his other and slowly tries to pray away the fingers. "But here's some of that.. I don't know, maybe it's the high altitude or something."

Steven manges to place it into his other palm, "There, take it. So strange. Sorry, but.." Arthur reaches for it but Steven pulls his arm away from him.

"I will not ask again." Arthur says calmly and (Y/N) watched with a nervous feeling inside her stomach.

"I didn't do that on purpose." Steven replies, looking back at his outstretched arm. "I don't know what's happening." He tries to bring his arm around and succeeded, doing it in a weird position. "There we go. Just take it, take it, take it."

Arthur tries to take it again, though this time Steven starts marching away. "Oh, God! Now I'm trying to stop my legs."

"Take him!" People follow the order and grab Steven, taking him to where Arthur was. "I can't.. I'm trying to stop my legs from moving. I'm trying to give it to you."

Some of the townspeople now drag both (Y/N) and Steven away, despite their resit and the woman trying to throw in hits. "Let go of him, assholes!" She curses, seeing how rough they were with Steven.

"I'm trying, mate. I swear I'm trying to give it to you." Steven yells, eyes panicked seeing (Y/N) being dragged away from him. Just then some guy came from out of a shop, trying to take the scarab also.

The man does grab the scarab however the best friends experience a blackout - more so Steven as (Y/N)'s head just went dizzy and was suddenly next to Steve's figure.

The (H/C) haired girl's dizziness stopped, looking at her best friend and gasped seeing blood on his hands and clothes, a long with dead bodies around them. Though, something she picked up on was her hoodie was backup and her bracelet was back down on her wrist.

"No. The idiot's back. At least the girl is alright." The male's deep voice sounded again and it made (Y/N) glance around confused.

Arthur with his cane came walking over, the townspeople following behind as Steven wiped his bloody hand on his pants before taking a hold of (Y/N)'s hand. "We're just gonna.." He trails off, motioning away from the crow. "We're gonna go, all right? Yeah." They start jogging in the other direction of Arthur, but there are now more people yelling and running in the same way.

"We see you're angry. I know I've made you angry. I'm sorry, yeah?" Steven tries to smooth things out, pushing (Y/N) in front slightly to make sure she was in safe and in his eyesight.

The townspeople start caging in, "Please don't.." Steven pleas, the both of them running behind a tractor and saw someone pop up in front of them where they wanted out. Out of reflexes, (Y/N) punched the guy in the face. "Oh shit!" She exclaimed, hearing a deep laugher in the back of her head.

Steven pulled the distracted (Y/N) along with him, the male almost dropping the scarab in the process. "Don't you dare drop the scarab." The male's deep voice was heard in their heads.

"All right, all right, all right!" Steven stressed, dragging (Y/N) into an ice cream van to which the woman got into the driver seat and quickly helped Steven up into the passenger's seat.

She was quick to start the van, pressing down on the clutch pedal she starts to drive away fast. Speeding down the road, to try and escape as a pop tune plays in the van.

Steven looks behind them, outside the van seeing many cars following then. "Oh, my god. Bugger, there's so many of them." They both exclaim.

"This has to be a dream. This has to be a dream." Steven kept ranting as (Y/N) continued her unsafe driving around the road on the mountain.

"They're gonna kill us. They're gonna kills us." (Y/N) mumbled to herself, gripping the steering wheel more. "Come on, you bloody cupcake van! Move it!" She exclaimed.

She quickly glances over her shoulder, turning around and a small scream escaped her mouth seeing the truck full of chickens. She slows down, not wanting to hurt the animals just as the automobiles behind them collide with the van, forcing the duo to turn around and look.

(Y/N) almost missed the chicken truck, going over the cliff a little and continues to honk the horn at something. "Come on! Move your ass!" She curses, needing to get herself and Steven out of this mess. The truck lets them pass, "Thank you, So sorry. Thank you." The duo glanced at the truck, to see an old lady flipping them off. "Charming." Steven says sarcastically.

The van suddenly starts to get shot at, making (Y/N) freak out as a man jumps on the back of the truck and opens to back door, trying to get to the duo. The man continues to tumble over, Steven starts to throw stuff at the male while his best friend focuses on driving. The guy approaches Steven, altering (Y/N) as the man places an arm around his neck.

She growls under her breath, taking a cupcake from next to her while keeping one hand on the driving wheel and shoves it in his face. "Leave him alone, dickface!" (Y/N) yells, trying to push him off Steven and didn't notice the car pulling up beside the van, about to fire a pistol through the glass.

"No, no, no!" Steven exclaims and then the scene grows dark for the best friends, with (Y/N) becoming dizzy again and this time she felt a gloved hand stroke her skin a little before her eyes opened up. Blinking back to reality and saw the man gone, along with Steven having a gun in hand.

"Oh my god.." She muttered as Steven gasps, dropping the gun out of his hand. They both turn around slightly, seeing several of the cars collide and a man falling out of the van, dead.

"Wake up, Marc! If they lose the scarab, I'll kill you three." The familiar deep voice talked inside their heads.

"We don't understand what's happening!" (Y/N) yells back, glancing up to see where the voice came from.

"Truck, you silly girl." The male's voice warned. "Truck!"

The duo let out screams as they see another truck about to crash into them, (Y/N) quickly serves and dodges it just in time. Unfortunately, the truck's collison ended up smashing the cars behind them. Two cars get past and end up now on either side of the van, pressing into the van to trap the best friends.

One of the male's raises his gun at (Y/N), making her yell out a "Hey!" and the other car honks, with a different weapon pointed at Steven. Once again, everything goes black for the pair and they wake up with the (H/C) haired girl in the passenger seat, seat belt on with Steven driving now.

"What the-" She trails off, realising that they were now driving backwards while one of the other cars falls off the calf and the last one collides with the car.

Steven does something stupid and throws the gun at the car. (Y/N) freezes, giving him a idiotic look.

"Did he just throw the gun?" The males voice says, clearing unimpressed with what just happened.

"I don't know what I'm doing." Steven stresses.

"Then leave us be, parasite." The males voice said back.

(Y/N) lets out a shriek as the car behind them collides with the van, making them spin until it came to a stop the right way round. The automobile now in front of them slides and comes to a halt seeing the duo's van no starting.

The (H/C) haired girl gulps, seeing the windshield broken with the vans wiper blades moving just as two males came out of the other car, both carrying weapons. She reaches over and raises hers and Stevens arms up for surrender. They watch with fear full eyes as they males aim their guns at them, however two wooden logs fall from the cliff and knock them both down, shocking the best friends.

(Y/N)'s (E/C) eyes open and she lets out a scream as she jumps out of bed. Breathing heavily and taking in her surroundings seeing her back inside her flat. Seeing her dog fast asleep near her bed and everything else still where it was. She runs a shakily hand through her hair, freezing when she felt something on her finger.

She slowly brought her hand down, eyes widening seeing now a ring on her second finger. She glanced up at her wrist, seeing the bracelet and then double taked on her finger. The bracelet turned into a ring.

She ruffled her (H/C) mid length hair, her head hurting from all this mystery shit and decided to go check on her best friend, knowing that he was in her dream also.

(Y/N) knocks on the door, rubbing her arm up and down as she waits for Steven to open up. After a few more seconds, the door opens and a hand grabs her wrist making her yelp out loud with how fast she was pulled inside.

She blinks furiously, glancing up at Steven confused who was dragging her over to his fish tank. Once he stopped, he pointed at the fish tank. "Anythin' seem different to you?"

She narrows her eyes, taking a step closer and gasped in acknowledgement. The fish had two fins, this wasn't Gus.

"What the... Fish."

~

"What do you mean, "grew back?" The shopkeeper of the pet store says, taking "Gus" from Steven hands who dragged (Y/N) down with him to the store.

"Yesterday, that fish had one fin. It was like that when I bought him." He points to the fish, "Today, what do you see?"

"I see two fins." She replies uncertain, holding up the fish in the water.

"Two fins!" He yells, then apologising seeing the woman face her face back. "Yeah, sorry. But, he's got two fins now. So, is that normal or.."

"Well, if you wanna swap it, go ahead." The pet keeper says, placing things away. "But, like I said yesterday, they've all got.."

(Y/N) makes a confused face at Steven, turning to the woman. "What do you mean? He wasn't here yesterday."

She scoffs. "Yeah, all right. Look, as I said, they've all got two fins. I don't care what that Nemo movie says. Find me a pet shop that sells disabled fish and go there. I don't have time for this."

"Wait, is that.." Steven stutters, glancing at the clock. "Is that clock right?" He points to it, "No, that's impossible, I just woke up."

The shopkeeper gives him a weird look, "Are you mad? The fish is wrong, the time is wrong. You're not quite right."

"Bugger.." (Y/N) scoffs under her breath, remembering that he has a date with someone else.

"Sorry, I've got a date." Steven excuses himself, opening the shop door and ran out with (Y/N) sadly following behind him.

~

(Y/N) was watching her best friend get ready for the date, smiling gently seeing him struggling with the tie on his neck.

She jumped off the table she was sitting on, walking into the bathroom to help. "Here." She touched his shoulder, turning him around to her. "Let me help."

She flipped up his collar, taking off the tie and fixed up the buttons. She was very unaware of the male in front of her staring down at her, while she helped him. A fond expression taking over his face.

(Y/N) smiled in accomplishment, patting his chest. "All done." Once she looked up, her breath got caught in her throat, seeing Steven's entire demeanor changed again as his eyes bored into hers more intensely. And once again, as quick as it happened, his eyes returned back to their normal state.

Steven reaches up and runs the back of his hand softly down her cheek. Bringing it back down to his side and continued to stare down at her.

She swallows hard, removing her hand of his chest as she could feel her hand heating up for some reason. Barely audibly, (Y/N) whispered. "You should probably go."

Steven looks disappointed and even a little apprehensive. He gives her a strained smile. "Yeah, your right." His british accent was quieter, stepping back from the girl and collected the stuff he needed.

(Y/N) tries to hide her sad expression, standing in the middle of Steven's apartment and watched him open the door, pausing for a moment like he wanted to say something.

He shook his head and closed the door gently, leaving the (H/C) haired girl with a sick feeling.

~

"Stop Ozzy!" (Y/N) scolded her dog, who was jumping all over Steven's stuff as they were currently still waiting for the male to come back.

She couldn't shake the bad feeling she had, she knew something went wrong and she was right when the front door opened, a gloomy Steven coming through the door with a box of chocolates.

"Steven?" She questions softly, going up to the disheartened male.

"Did you know it was Sunday today?" He asks in the same soft tone, walking over to sit down and open to chocolates.

(Y/N) frowned, glancing down at her watch and her eyes widened seeing that it was. "Oh no.." She mumbled, putting two and two together and walked over to sit down with Steven.

She silently watched him munch on the food, hating the look on his face so she reached out, grasping his chin and his watery brown eyes make eye contact with hers. (Y/N)'s eyes glaze over at the sight of his tears.

She smiles sadly, bringing the male into her arms with his head falling into the crook of her arm while her arms wrapped his shoulders and back. Steven's side was pressed up against her chest with him wrapping his arms around her waist, fingers digging into her skin slightly.

Her heart ached feeling tears wetting her shirt, feeling his shoulders slightly shake. (Y/N) ran one of her hands through his curly locks, "It's okay.. It's alright.." She smoothed, momentely leaning her head on top of his.

Steven sniffled and squeezed her body tightly against his own. He was so glad someone like (Y/N) was in his life, because without her, he would hit rock bottom.

He pulled back from the hug slowly, wiping away the tears on his cheek and gave (Y/N) an affectionate smile.

She scrunched her nose back and beamed at him. Looking down at the chocolates and licked her lips, "I think we should eat those."

Steven cutely laughed, "Yeah we should." His british accent was a bit rough, from the crying he had just done.

As they were eating, the box slips from their hands making them cackle with laughter. Standing up and went to pick up the chocolates. (Y/N) went to pick up the last one, narrowing her eyes when she spotted something on the floor. "What this?" She questions herself and Steven who joined her now.

Steven removes the rug, revealing skid marks from what appears to be the table. (Y/N) completely tugs on the rug and removes it and Steven slides the table out of the way along the lines.

(Y/N) hummed to herself, thinking this was strange and glanced around him room. Stopping at a piece of wood that has been relocated, without hesitation she walks over to it and pulls back the wood to reveal a phone and a garage key.

She gets down with the help of Steven who grabbed her hand, helping her down. She then gave Steven the phone and key who went to sit down, (Y/N) followed. Giggling to herself seeing Steven in his glasses, he looked adorable.

"There we are." Steven comments when the phone flips on, starting to make a chiming noise. "All right." He starts to scroll through the phone contacts in order to only see Layla, literally only her plus someone else named Duchamp.

Suddenly cell phone rings, startling (Y/N) who was looking at the garage keys. "Maybe answer it?" She says timidly.

Steven glances at her, gulping and presses answer while putting the phone on speaker.

"Yeah?" He answers.

"Oh, my god, you're alive." The woman over the phone answers.

The best friends share a uneasy glance. "Yeah, all right."

"That's it? I've been texting and calling you for months. You couldn't give me any sign that you and (Y/N) were okay?" At the mention of the girls name, both Steven and (Y/N) tense up, listening more closely. Layla sighs over the phone, "I thought something happened to you both. Where are you both? Where've you been?"

"Uh.." Steven sighs into the phone.

"Hello? You.." The woman also sighed, at a lost for words.

"Sorry, I just found this phone in my flat, and I'm trying to figure out whose it is." Steven explains.

"What is with this accent?"

"What?"

"What is happening right now?" Layla questioned.

"Sorry, who do you think I am?" Steven says.

The woman sounded cranky now. "What do you mean, 'who'? What's wrong with you, Marc?"

At the name mentioned, (Y/N) felt a tingle go down her spine, her head starting to hurt as she ruffled her hair.

Steven froze in his place, muttering in a low voice. "What did you just call me? Who is this? Why did you call me Marc?"

Just then the line disconnects leaving (Y/N) very curious and also concerned.

Steven mutteres 'no' to himself as he tries to dial the phone number again and received no answer.

"Steven." A different voice, a bit deep but not as much as the other one the duo have been hearing talks. Although this time (Y/N) can't hear anything.

Steven drops the phone from his ear, glancing around the room to see and saw nothing apart from (Y/N)'s sleeping dog on his bed.

"Steven." The voice calls again and the said male turns in one direction.

"Hello?" He calls which made (Y/N) concerned as she couldn't hear anything.

"Steven." Again but quieter. "You need to stop."

Steven goes to move around, making sure to grab (Y/N)'s hand in his own, keeping her behind him. "What's wrong?" She whispered just loud enough for him to hear.

He hold his a finger to his mouth, gesturing for her to keep quiet. "Who said that?" He asked loudly once he was turned back around.

"You're gonna get yourself and (Y/N) in trouble." The same voice says, his voice turning into a deep rumble saying the (H/C) haired girl's name.

"Oh, no, no, no mate. Someone's having a laugh." Steven mutteres, tightening his hold on (Y/N)'s hand.

He puts up the phone for self defence, as they end up near the end of the wall. Keeping (Y/N) safely behind him, he opened the bathroom door and finds no one in there, causing him to sigh in relief. "Bloody hell." He cursed.

"What the hell is going on?" The girl snapped, becoming more worried about Steven.

He shook his head. "I don't know." He was going to answer her but as soon as he looked into the mirror, he saw his figure shaking his head no.

Steven panics and turns on the bathroom light, for his figure to return back to normal. Soon after the power in his flat then began to buzz and flicker, scaring the duo who turned around to see what was wrong. (Y/N) moves closer to Steven, not liking this at all.

"Steven!" The mystery voice says louder, gaining the male attention again. "Stop looking." He voice came out gravely.

The flat then begins to shake, rumble while numerous of objects in the apartment start to topple over. (Y/N) now very aware of the rumbling exclaims. "We've gotta go!"

Steven grasped (Y/N)'s bicep, trying not to fall over and led the girl towards his front door.

"Ozzy! Come on boy!" She yelled for her dog who listened and jumped off the bed, joining the duo who ran hand in hand towards the elevator, running inside as Steven rapidly presses the closed button.

(Y/N) bumps into the back of the elevator, breathing heavily with shaky hands. Ozzy noticed his owners state and whined, rubbing against her leg to calm her.

Steven saw her shaken state, frowning knowing he caused this. He gently grabbed her hand, bringing it down and ran his thumb over her knuckles. All while the male glanced at the elevators doors.

(Y/N) slowly calmed down, enjoying the warmth Steven provides and the feeling of his thumb against her knuckles.

The elevator thuds, coming to a stop as the doors open. (Y/N) gulps looking into the dark hallway, both hearing a noise coming from the end of the hallway. Steven quickly presses the buttons once more.

Once they arrived on the G floor, the elevator door opens slowly and all the lights are turned off. "Shit.." (Y/N) mumbles under her breath, not liking the darkness one bit as the knuckle rubbing now turns into hand holding.

The place felt eerie, adding to that more when a gigantic dark figure with a large staff appears at the end of the hallway. The figure creeps closer as the lights flicker, prompting the best friends to take a step back until they hit the wall which made them both fall against each other. (Y/N)'s dog hiding behind her, growling while she felt like fainting.

A hand on Steven's knee, (Y/N) and him both let out a tiny yell as an older lady walks into the elevator, "Thank you." She gives them a weird look as she stands at the front.

Steven squeezes (Y/N)'s hand on his knee, helping her up and talked to the lady. "You all right?"

"Fine. Thank you." She chuckles nervously.

"Just lost my contact lens." Steven adds, glancing down at the ground.

She smiles awkwardly, "Hope you find it."

"Electrical problems in the building, innit?" Steven says, keeping the phone and (Y/N) close to him. Ozzy just stood there, glancing at everyone unbothered.

"Always the same, isn't it?" She replies, now the door opening she walks out towards a door.

"Are we back on the fifth floor?" (Y/N) asked.

"Yes, the fifth." The lady says. "My friend Claire lives here. I'm visiting her." She knocks on the door rapidly. "She's expecting me."

(Y/N) and Steven stare in horror at each other. The girl picking up her dog and held Ozzy close to her chest as the dog nuzzled into her. "What's going on?"

The electricity buzzed again which made the duo turn around, seeing a figure with a staff and a massive bone head of shorts. (Y/N) and Steven let out a scream and soon stopped, glancing around their surroundings seeing them both in a bus standing next to each other.