Sometimes a family is you, a teenage vampire, a tiger lady, another vampire, your brother-from-the-same-egyptian-moon-god-of-vengeance, the two other guys that live in your brain, and a guy who wears a giant pool ball on his head at all times
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Mare Phantom: Part 4
Hey @void-of-unparalled-chaos, sorry to hear about the pain. Hope you get better soon.
Enjoy and be gentle
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It was after another bar with no information that Marc got the call.
"Moon Knight here," he greeted on instinct.
"I've found it," Reese's voice was thick and tinged with dread, "the Anti-Ecto Acts."
"Reese?"
"It's-," she audibly breathes deeply, "It's bad. It's really, really bad."
Instantly, Marc climbs to the nearest rooftop before he asks: "How bad?"
"...Anyone who meets a certain threshold of 'ectoplasm contamination' is no longer considered sentient," horror coated each word, "It's legal to, and encouraged to- To detain, experiment on, and slaughter any who meet the criteria."
A vicious cocktail of anger, disbelief, and nausea swelled in Marc's chest, punctuated by the same feeling echoing from Steven and Jake.
"How- How did anyone allow this to go through?" Jake asked, pleaded for an answer.
"The bigger question is do the Avengers know?" Steven pointed out, but agreed regardless.
"Ectoplasm as in ghosts, right?" Marc asked aloud instead.
"Yes," Reese's voice shook slightly.
"Being dead's illegal now!?" Jake roared while Steven radiated the air of a man on the edge of hysterical laughter.
"Right," Marc was beyond angry now, "I'd like you to do something for me, Reese."
"Ok."
"Print out two copies of the offical documentation for this...law, and I want you to attach a message to both."
"What's the message?"
"If I found out that any of you knew about this, the number of faces I've removed is going to go up."
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When relief past over Danny's face after the dose, Greer gave a sigh herself.
"I take it it's working?" Badr asked with a slight smile on his lips.
"Yeah, can still kinda feel it but-" Danny cut himself off, and sighed as he relaxed into the sheets.
"I'll be getting some more, then," Greer stated with a smile. The Mission delicately plumped up his pillow as he yawned. With in a minute, Danny was asleep.
"Thank you Greer," Badr relaxed minutely.
"Of cource, I'll see if any of the others need me."
"If Reese is having no luck, could you send her in? I think a brief rest is in order." With a nod, Greer left the room quietly.
Instantly, the Mission spawned a door on the other side of the hallway. Greer startled slightly but stepped through.
Reese looked haunted. Two envelopes sat in front of her, the same message scribbled on both. For a moment, Greer was afraid that she might throw up.
"Reese, are you ok?"
"No... I found it, the Acts."
Reese stood up almost robotically. "I don't want to think that the Avengers know about it, but-" she paused and picked up the envelopes, "Could you take these?"
"Where to?"
"Sanctum Sanctorum, and Avengers HQ. Don't look up the Acts yet, wait until these are delivered."
"OK," Greer nodded and took them, "I'm getting some more medication for Danny. Badr's asked if you can take over for him."
"Yeah, just give me a moment and I'll head over."
With a nod that is echoed by Reese, Greer walked away, worry bubbling in her gut.
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