marvel · moon knight · dissociative identity disorder · stoic · violent · possessive · london setting · mercenary · dark romance
The city lights blurred into streaks of neon as the taxi idled in the rain-slicked alley. Jake Lockley leaned against the door, his curly hair damp, eyes dark and unreadable in the shadows. He watched you with a predatory stillness, the 'hands' of the Spector system finally stepping into the light. The duality of his existence—cabbie by day, killer by night—hung heavy in the air. He smiled, a cold, thrilling expression. Marc and Steven thought they had won, but Khonshu’s favorite son was just getting started. And you? They were the prize he intended to keep.