Mira never went to Steven's apartment, to be honest she was quite surprised by how it was, very dark actually.

She walked in as he closed the door, observing the fish into the blue water, a source of much light in that scenario.

-Hey Gus.-She greeted the fish with a smile, then, turned serious.-Huh....he has 2 fins...I'm pretty sure Gus had just 1 right? That's why you liked him so much.-She lidted one eyebrow- Can fishes grow fins at this age?

Marc observed Mira in that reflection, she was attentive, he did have to admit  and her sense for curiosity and justice were like no one else. She wondered why would she be there, helping Steven. Why did she care so much?

Something pointed his chest. Somehow, Steven now had a better life than him, at least he had someone to be there with him.

Marc didn't.

But the fact that she was there, still, apart from all her noble acts, was still dangerous. And ruinung a life like hers, just because of him...even if she didn't know him, they barely talked, only brief interactions with bad results, he did not like her (he told himself), but refused to let an innocent get involved in that chaos.

He looked once again at her charming traces as she observed the fish in the water, the plumped lips, the deep yet charming eyes, how delicate yet string her features were...

"She shouldn't be here. Get her out of here, Steven. You're way out of your depth."

-I just want my life back.-Steven muttered to Marc.

Mira turned around.

-Hey, we sill solve this, okay? Now try to stay calm, we don't want another panic attack, right?-She said sweetly and walked through the apartment.

"What did you do to have her in your life-" Marc wanted to say, but he didn't.

Steven followed her, she had stopped to walk now. Looked confused at the bed.

-Is this your flat, Steven?-She tilted her head.

-Um, yes.

-Are you..uh...living with someone else in here or...?-She pointed at the chains at the bed.

He blushed in a vibrant and saturated red. Quickly replied:

-No, no,no.-He said-This is my mom's flat.

-Oh.-She nodded.- Right...I completely forgot.-She teued to don't make the situation worse- You talk with her all the time on the phone, isn't it?

-Yeah..

-Nice...-She gave a half smile.

Mira walked towards another area, gasped at some sight at the table:

-Wow.-She spoke excited, observing the many papers and books.- Look what we have here...-She read some lines- Hieroglyphs, learning a whole...

-...new alphabet.-They completed the sentence together, a light smile on their faces.

-Yeah, and... Well, you still have to know ancient Egyptian to read it.-He said.

- Sure.

-For example, like this one here, right?

-Funeral rites.- She completed.

-Well, someone knows their unilaterals.-He chuckled- You.-He flushed- Sorry, I don't mean that in a creepy way.

-That's amazing. -She looked at the papers, then at him, giving a charmjng smile.-Well  hou are.

-Yeah.-He looked at her completely drown into her presence. She laughed, just then he realized- Wait what-

-Anyway.-Mira sighed and stepped away from the desk.- We need to talk about what is going on.

He knew that tne whole situation with Marc was nonsense, he did know, but somehow it was true, all of that was true, all he wanted was for her to believe in him, for someone to believe in him.

-I don't know how to explain what's been happening.-He told her.- But..Look, Mira, I do know that you might not believe me, but you saw it, with me.

"Steven" Marc tried to stop him.

-I don't expect you to believe me.  Nobody in their true sanity would, and you...-He tried.

"Steven, listen to me...."

-I honestly don't really believe myself. I know this isn't right but you...

"You're making a mistake."

- ...You get me.-He said- I do not want to be a burden, but I...I don't know if I can do thsi alone. Well not anymore.-He walked towards the bag.

"Steve... " Marc still tried.

-As you said, do it together right?

-Steven, I was saying that maybe you might need other type of he- Mira tried to speak

-We can look at this bag, maybe found something that might help us solve this situation.

" Steven, don't..."

-Listen to me. Inside of it is all sorts...

"Stop what you're doing right now."

- ...of things. But maybe if we studied about it-

"Don't show her what's in the bag, not again."

-That scara-

"... You're gonna get her killed. " Marc finally said it. Steven stopped at his words. The hands stopped opening the zipper of the bag. "You hear me?"

-Steven...-Mira started to talk to him.

"You give her that scarab and you're responsible for when they come after her" Marc had such a serious tone that he seemed slightly angry with Steven.

She stepped towards him once again, hesitated to touch his shoulder, then said calmly:

-I really do think this isn't normal.-He had the slightest hope that she would believe- You know I could scort you to the sessions.

He paralyzed.

-What?

-You won't be alone.-She shaked her head.-I won't let you by yourself, okay? You can do a treatment, and...-

-Mira I need to solve what's inside that bag.

-Steven it's not about the bag.

-No, no, it is. Mira...-

-The bag is a problem? Yeah, it is, but...but is it really worth it? - She questioned.

-I don't even know what bloody hell is happening to me, Mira!-He exclaimed.- The only clue I have is that bag!

She walked towards the bag, was about to open it, Marc insisted many times for Steven to stop her, she couldn't see what's inside again, she would be risking herself.

But now, Mira Anand had already grabbed the scarab in her hands.

-Steven this belongs to a museum.-She told him showing the object.-You can't just keep this.

-I won't keep, I'll just-

-And the gun, the money, all of this...Who knows what might happen to you if you have these things?

"She should worry about herself. Stupid." Marc complained while observing her.

-You know what?-Steven tried to don't fight and at the same time, do what Marc said he should- Do not trouble yourself with this. -He grabned the bag and closed it- I'll find a way by myself.

-Steven-

-It's all gone pear-shaped anyway.-He looked at her, tried to give a bitter smile.

Mira bit a part of her lip annoyed. It was almost as if he pushed her away, she couldn't stand the fact that he would burden himself with all of that alone.

She knew how it felt to be alone.

She wouldn't wish that to anyone.

-Please give me the scarab.-He asked politely, standing his hand.

She sniffed in a bitter manner.

-You know, sometimes I do not understand you. I...-Words failed her.- I'm not calling you crazy, if that's what you think-

-I don't think that-

-Please don't interrupt me.-She said first.- I...I just wish...I just wish that you could listen to me.-She asked.-Just for once. -She searched for his eyes, Steven tried to avoid her glance but couldn't. He could never avoid her eyes. She said like a whisper- Let me help you.

Steven just couldn't understand her will to help so much, how she burned inside, how she struggled whenever he pushed her away. Never, in his existence, he had someone who felt that way.

-Why?-He asked in a weak voice- Why is it that you want to participate into this?-He shaked his had- What could you gain from it, Mira, besides wasting your time with me, with these risky mysteries I dig up?

-Don't you see it already?-She asked frustrated.

-No.-He affirmed- No, no I didn't. Why, Mira?

-Because...-She tried to speak.

-Why?!

-BECAUSE I CARE ABOUT YOU!

The silence consumed her sentence, her words floated in the air, sharp as a knife, heavy like an anchor.

She put a hand on her forehead, feeling an instant pain and exhaustion.

-Because I care about you... More than I wished to.-She whispered in a weak tone. -Ugh...what a headache...

Steven tried to step foward to help, but she took a step back. That act made him tremble for a moment, he was confused, his heartbeat speeded, as Mira didn't know what else to do.

-You want me to leave you, Steven Grant?-She asked at last.- Farewell. I won't bother you anymore.

Before she could walk towards the door, there were sudden knocks on the wodden structure, people calling:

-Steven Grant, can we have a word?- A voice called from outside.

-Oh, God, they've come for me. -Stecen gasped.

-Who? Why?

-I don't know, maybe because I vandalized the toilet.

The knocking continued, and, with a quickly glance from her friend, she understood that she had to hide. In those few moments she did not know where to go, besides, outside.

-Yeah, just a minute.-Steven opened the door.

-Steven Grant?- A woman said to him, holding a police badge.

-Yeah?

-DC Fitzgerald and DC Kennedy here.

-Yeah, one second.-He opened completely the door, the officers barely waited for him to authorize heur entrance- Hello, officers.

Through the whole process, outside, at the rooftop, Mira was there, holding herself, as she could barely look down at the city below her, since she bad a terrible feeling about heights. One slip and she'd fall, she'd die miserably.

Just the thought about it made hee nervous, sweat dropped drom her forehead, well, maybe because she was weak, she knew that she was because lf her...condition, but wouldn't admit that out loud, wouldn't tell that to Steven, to anyone.

She just tookna deep breath and tried to hold on, while the golden scarab stood there, on her hand.

When she realized, they had taken Steven away.

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-I need to know.-Harrow positioned his cane glowing on the floor already.- Where is the scarab?

Steven had been kidnaped and taken to the llace, interrogates by that man, who, illuded by Ammit's ideals, would kill plenty of innocents. Now, all he wanted was the sacred object that wasn't anymore on the gift shop's worker.

But neither Marc or Steven would tell hum who had it. They couldn't do that to Mira.

He was surrounded by Ammit's followers, there was nowhere else to go. The once friendly yet not so friendly atmosphere turned into a hostile one.

-Where's the scarab?

-It's here, your हरामी /haraamee (bastard)!- A female voice cut the tension.

All the eyes on the room turned to the womab who walker towards them, lifting the desired golden scarab in her hands.

Her eyes did not have fear, she walked with grace, her head held high on the enemy's presence.

-You couldn't possibly understand the value of what you're holding.-Harrow muttered as she approached them- Let me have that, I'll keep it safe.

"There is no deal in this, Marc." Konshu said loudly. "Fix this. Fix this!"

-Do that mummy thingm-She whispered to him.

-What-Steven asked confused.

-The thing you did in the toilet.-She said quickly?-That suit, summon it.

-Sorry, what?

- Summon the suit.

-"Summon the soup"? What are you saying?

-And take this.-She gave hin the scarab, wich he almost let it fall on the floor

-So be it. -Harrow said, and instantly, all the people in that place started to chase after the pair.

Some men trid to frab Mira with their arms, Steven tried to interefere:

- Get off, get off her!

Ahen he man was embracing her backs around her, she bit his hand, and, theough his quick reaction towards it, could push him away, procceding to run with Steven.

Harrow hit his cane on the floor, opening a huge purple and glowing hole, wich freed some sort of nasty evil creature.

-Steven!-Mira exclaimed as she spot other followers behind him- Duck!

With a quick action of the couple, she could hit the enemy right on the nose, wich led him to bump with the one behind him, and, both to fall from the platadorm they standed like dominoes.

-That was amazing.-Steven spoke catching his breath.

-Come on.-She grabbed his hand and they ran towards another area.

They reached a storage and Mira locked the doors quickly, something seeme to want to opem it, something unnatural and stronger than any possible human being.

-Okay, this won't hold for too long-Mira analyzed the door and walked rowards where Steven was panicking.

-I'm going to die in an evil magician's man cave.-He put his hands on his head.

- No. -Mira held his shoulders- Hey. Listen to me. Listen to me.

He looked at her, seeking help in her woodden brown eyes.

-I don't know what the hell is going on...but I guess all you've said it's true.-She spoke- Wich means that what I saw in that toilet was too. You have that...white batman thing.-She shaked her head.-If you do that again we can get out of this.

-No,no.-Steven whimpered scared.

-Steven, I know this isn't normal, but I need you to that. Just this time, please.

-I can't...

"Let me in, Steven!" Marc exclaimed.

-No. I can't. -He shakd his head nervous- Stop, please, both of you.

" Let me in. There's no more time."

-Please, stop.-He begged.

-Steven I don't want to hurt or force you to do this. But look at me.-She lifted his chin, he refused to open his eyes.-Steven look at me- He finally opened them- If you don't do this, we'll die. And I'm not kidding.

-And I amasking you, please stop you both. Leave me alone.- He closed hiseyes to avoid the coflict, even though it was useless.

Mira knew that he was almost breaking down, shaking and crumbling into pieces, she couldn't afford herself to force him, t be that type of person. Seeing Steven anxious and crying could break and destroy he instantly.

-Steven -She squated on the ground next to him- Trust me, ou can do this. I believe in you.

-I'm sorry.- He shaked his head and whimpered - I"m sorry Mira, I can't. I can not do this....

She took a deep breath, there was no other way, Steven wouldn't do it, and that was her last option at the moment. She never dealt with something like that before, wich made her guts twist inside with fear, but she would appear strong to him, strog to protect both of them. Even if that was a lie.

The door was about to break and whoever was outside would enter, it was time to do something, anything.

-It's all right. Okay. -She helped im get up from the floor - We'll just find another way.

That's when she noticed a staircase on a wall, maye it could lead outside, or to the rooftop, any ofthese would be a better option already. She walked towards it, by tpuching the old and conld metal, it seemed that it would handle both of the, she thought, that wold have to work.

-Come on!- She called him.

But, before Steven Grant could follow his friend, the doors finally gave up, flying as they were crashed by (in Steven's point of view) a disgusting and haunting jackal, just like the one he saw at the museum that night.

-Jackal.-He widened his eyes and pointed at the creature- Jackal. Jackal!

But Mira couldn't see it once again, in her eyes there was absolutely nothing, all she could see was steven taking steps back and pointing. Until he was pushed by the nothing. Until Mira Anand could see him suddenly being pushed against the huge window behind hi, crashing into the glass, and a part of herself die.

-STEVEN!

She had no time to think, actually, thinking was unthinkable, the idea of Steven falling and procceeding to crash onto the floor and...No. She couldn't imagine it, refused herself to do it.  Took the stais, followed a path to a fire emergency and landed safely outside.

Decided to walk wherehe could have possibly fell, God, where he could have possibly fell, just the sentence made air escape her lungs.

Turned suddenly around with a huge sound, a whte silhouette crashing against a fance, rolling and stopping on the floor in front of her. Her breath instable, nervous, as she observed the figure get up. Used a aformal white suit and a mask that covered the whole face but had glowing eyes.

-...Steven? Is that you..?-She asked unusure. He was definetly different from that mummy figure she saw at the museum.

He couldn't answer, some invisible force pushed and pulled him into a fight with only one visible fighter. Could it be a ghost? Whatever that was, it was beating the hell out of Steven.

She tried to walk towards him, maybe help, when he screamed:

-Stay away from me!

- Away from what?-She yelled back but was pushed by the invisible force, hitting the cold, dirty ground.

Steven was still being hit by the creature, now being choked against a car, she couldn't just watch. Saw a bottle on the ground, probably left by a drunken client of a nearby club, and threw it against the nothing, with the high risk of hitting her friend instead.

But that wasn't what happened, actually it did hit something, wich, by the crashing of thebottle, and the liquid splashing, was possible to be a part of it's weird flash exposed for short seconds. The crature turned to her, or that's what she thought it did, and groaned loudly, grabbing her neck and pushing her against a wall, letting Steven fall freed on the floor. 

Nw both the friends were on the floor, and since the creature distracted herself to hit Steven, Mira grabbed the rest of the bottle and stabbed the  creature with it. successfullu hitting, but being attacked afterwords.

"Give me control, Steven. " Marc told him for a short second "You can't handle this. "

He looked at Mira across the street, the monster cornering her, about to give a fatal strike on her. Something burned inside of him.

-I think I can.-The new hero standd up - Get away from her, you. - He yelled at the creatur wich turned around- Yeah, I see you, you plug-ugly coyote. - The creature left Mira and started to go after Steven slowly. Mr.Knight assumed a funny fighting position with lifted fists and jumping- You're in the wrong ends, mate. -He took off his coat- You're in my yard now. Yeah. Come on. Come on. That's right. Come on. - Mira didn't kno if she should find that incredible or funny as hell - Ooh, lookie here. Lookie here. - The creature gave a loud, terrifying roar-  Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee, my name is Steven with a V.

- What the fu-

- Oh, my God. - The creature speeded in his direction -Here you come, come on! 

Steven lifted his fist, and with an incredible impulse, almostin slow motion, hit with an amazing strentgh  the creature, wich almost flew in the air, falling miles away.

-What?- He looked at his own hand amused. Then at the creature on the ground, celbrating - I did it! You got planted! -He yelled like an excited child. - Mira, Mira! - She opened a big smile, lifting her arms in the air as well, two childs - Did you see that?

As he said that sentence the creature hit him again, leavig no tie to celebrate the victory that never happened.

Mira ttried to walk towards him, but noticed her leg bleeding, she had been hurt in one ofthe attacks, and tripped while tried to reach him. Now Steven fought in the middle fof the street, people wathed him, believing that to be someone high o drugs or alcohool. He seemed to be making a great effort, until a car hit hik and the monster. Mira's breah stopped. 

-Steven!-She almost fell while trying to run towards him, but stopped as she saw him slowly getting up from the floor, observing a bus window. 

"That was a hell of a punch back there." Marc told him a bit proud like an older borther, now both had their masks down " Look around. Someone's gonna get hurt if you don't let me help."

Mira noticed the creature getting closer to him once again, at least it seemed so, by how the people nearby were being pushed away ad by how cars were being destroyed next to him, she decided to bring its' attention:

- HEY! - she couldn't see it, but the monster approached her - LEAVE HIM ALONE CASPER!

As she said those words, started running with no direction, but knew, from the noises, that something followed her.

"Steven she's gonna get hurt" Marc spoke concerned. "you need to let me-"

-Do it. - He replied quickly as she noticed the current dangerous situation - Take control. For now.

And, lifting their heads, almost as an act of substitution of possessions, Marc assumed control, and the clothes turned intothe sacred suit's of Konshu's avatar. Or mummy suit, as Mira would say.

Speaking of her, she still ran, but Moonknight managed to reach her and the monster, pulling the creature and dragging it down. She looked now at the different figure wich fought against the invisible jackal. The same from that night, but...it seemed somehow different than Steven, something in the acts, the quietness while fighting, besides the sudden change of clothes.

- Stay somewhere safe away from here.- The Knight told her.

And with those words, ran , makinh the creature run after him.

She could only obsere the white sihouette constrasting against the dark night, jumpig on roofs and bringing justice to earth.

It was hard to believe that was the same Steven from moments ago.

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The crowd disappeared, and now Mira just observed that mysterious manw ich threatned her friend grab something from the ground, from the expression on his face, and the golden glow in his hands, she knew it already: the scarab. 

She was a bit hided behid a wall, and could observe as he held a man's arms and slowly, made him die all of sudden. That was definetly not normal, and she doubted that the local police would help at that situation, so she just ran away.

Little did she know that Harrow did see her.

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She couldn't reach him, neither could find him since last night, wich only gave her the only option to go back to his apartment.

When she arrived at the reception, an old man, who seemed the doorsman, woke up from his lay nap on his chair and greeted her by nodding with his head.

-Hello, excuse me, My name's Mira.- She explained - Um...I came here to my friend's flat the other night and forgot soemething, could I go upstairs and take it? - She tried to don't sound too suspicious - His name is Steven Grant, he lives on the second floor-

-Oh that weird fella.-The man recalled- Are you twi really friends?- He asked as if that was an absurd.

-Yes..- She at least thought they were, she didn't even know whohe was anymore - Yes, we are.

- Well I guess he forgot to tell you then, he left last night.

Mira blinked twice trying to don't mistaken herself.

-What? Left?

-Yeah, he had a bag, was traveling somewhere.

-Do you have any idea where?

The man rested his back on the chair, stared at the ceilig for a little while, then lifted his indicator fighter in the air, taking a conclusion:

-He was speaking on the phone about a hotel. -He exclaimed, Mira couldn't understand, he didn't pic his phone or maybe...maye he used the one he found? Marc's phone? 

-A hotel? Have you heard the name perphaps?-She asked curious.

The closed his eyes t thik for a moment:

-Tram...bam...-He muttered trying to say it- Ram..ah, yes!-He smiled - Ramses Hilton!

-Ramses Hilton..Did he say anything else??

-Sorry lady, nothing else that my old mind can remember.

She gave a half smile, at least she tried.

-It's okay, that actually helped a lot, thank you.

She got back to the sidewalk outside, and, it occured her,the most useful tool of all time: The internet.

"Ramses Hilton" She typed and hit "search" on google.

In a few seconds the result showed up: located in Cairo

Well, she have always wanted to visit Egypt anyway.