MOON KNIGHT: EARTH 368

CHAPTER TWO: Khonshu

Steven was sprinting towards the departing Ryker's Ferry. Guards fired their handguns frantically after him. A helicopter was descending upon the fleeing inmate.

"KHONSHU!" He bellowed and dived for the ferry. He swooped over the water in an arc, leaping an impossible leap to wrap his fingers around the rail and haul himself aboard. Four guards ran at him but they were down before they knew what was going on, felled by swift pressure point blows.

A sniper's bullet punched into his side. Grant was staggering, yelling blindly.

"Khonshu! My master!"

A second slug rocketed in. His eyes opened wide as it raced for his forehead. Blood and tissue erupted across the deck. Steven Grant… Marc Spector… Jacob Lockley… they merged into one wailing entity, screaming as they died… died… and he… they… they were gone.

The Moon Knight rose. At last, he knew his mission, as he stood in the cavern of his lord, Khonshu, Egyptian God of vengeance… and the Moon.

"My master," He whispered, "I have returned to you."

Steven Grant, Marc Spector and Jake Lockley were dead. Now only The Moon Knight remained to carry out the bidding of his master. He gazed at his ceremonial, hooded white robes, and produced the blades. The deadly swords he utilised as the mighty Moon Knight. He was ready to reap vengeance upon the world. Justice was coming!

NEXT: Justice comes to the people!