Moon Knight Oneshots

Jake - Protector

(Warning blood and violence. Last one for the night I promise)

Jake had woken up in a sarcophagus of all places, after bashing on it for a while he had finally broke free. He exited the door and looked around seeing white floors and white walls.
He had no idea where he was but he knew to be on alert.
He snuck down the halls, and saw a big double door and decided that was the best route.
He opened it to see he was in a psych ward of some sort.

"What the fuck." He muttered looking around seeing a few people he noticed from Marc and Steven's adventures.

"Stop!" He heard a voice shout, he could tell by the accent it was Steven. He ran back down the hall and found the source, he kicked the door open to see Harrow standing above Steven who was covered in blood on the ground.

"Steven, this is the only way you can learn between what's real and what is false. Feeling pain is a way to know." Harrow said, suddenly Jake saw red. Steven had never even properly met Steven or Marc, but holy shit he was still protective of them. His protector instincts kicked in and he laughed forward tackling Harrow onto his desk.
Steven still bloodied and bruised scooted away watching the stranger beat Harrow.

"You're going to kill him!" Steven shouted as Jake looked beside him seeing a sharp glass pyramid.

"That's the point." He growled grabbing it and shoving it into Harrow's neck and watched him bleed out slowly.

"No one touches them but me." He growled before standing back up and straightening his clothes, he looked behind to see Steven hiding his head in his knees and arms.
He walked forward and stood in front of him.

"Don't cry, he won't hurt you." He muttered not understand why Steven was still crying even though he was safe now. Jake wasn't one to understand human emotions.
Suddenly the door opened and he looked up to see Marc.

"What the fuck." Marc muttered before he heard a small sob and looked down seeing Steven curled in a ball crying.

"Steven!" He shouted rushing to kneel down and wrap his arms around Steven tightly.

"Marc." Steven whispered trying his best to stop crying.
Marc pulled away and looked to see Steven was hurt.
He stood up and pushed Jake away.

"Did you fucking hurt him huh? Who the fuck are you anyway?" Marc growled as Steven stood up and grabbed Marc's wrist.

"H-He didn't hurt me. Harrow hurt me and then he killed him. I don't understand what's happening." Steven whispered as Marc glared at Jake before turning around to hug Steven again.

"It's okay, we'll figure it out. What's the last thing you can remember?" He asked as Jake stood beside him.

"Harrow shot you." He replied as Marc looked beside at him with an unamused look.

"I don't know who you are or why you have a moustache but shut up."

(Very random and short but oh well)