None of the Mummy characters belong to me. All others do.
Note: This story takes names of some gods and goddesses in name only. Any other references to their character may or may not be in accordance with the belief structure, so don't get upset about something being wrong. It wasn't intended to be right in the first place.
You may note that some parts take place before the story of The Mummy, and some after. (It will all make sense though, I assure you.) I have worked long and hard on this, so you better like it! j/k! ; )
She stood before her accusers with defiant eyes. She had angered her peers and now she would pay.
The guard who held her yanked on her arm and she went down on her knees. He pulled her head up to face her judge.
"You have gone against my wishes," the judge said, "and the wishes of your people. You have broken the law. Do you have anything to say in your defense?"
She stared at the judge. "I have done nothing wrong."
The judge nodded once. "So be it. You will be condemned to live in a statue, guarding my palace, until it has been judged that you shall be released."
As she was dragged away, she made one last statement. "You can't do this to me, Tauret! I will be back!"
*****
Evelyn O'Connell awoke with a start. What a strange dream she'd just had. It felt so real. She turned to cuddle with Rick but she could not go back to sleep.
She decided to go downstairs for a glass of milk. Evelyn began to wonder if her work was getting to her. The dream had, of course, been set in Egypt.
She had just settled down in the kitchen when Rick came in. He gave her a squeeze on the shoulder. "You okay?"
Evelyn smiled and hugged him. "It was just a bad dream. I'm fine now."
*****
Ancient Egypt
Anck-su-Namun knelt in front of a statue in the temple. She didn't really feel like praying just now, but she'd do anything to get away from the Pharoah and his hands, not to mention the hard eyes of his daughter. She had never known anyone to hate her as much as Nefertiri did. Anck-su-Namun didn't blame her though. She took the Pharoah's affections away from his daughter.
"You know, this used to be a palace."
The voice startled her. She turned to see Asim, one of the Med-Jai. Today was his day to watch after her. Usually, while she was outside the palace, they kept their distance. She was slightly annoyed.
"Was it?" she said, distracted by her own thoughts.
Asim moved closer. "Yes, it belonged to the Goddess Tauret."
Anck-su-Namun looked up to the statue that stood before her.
"Tauret was a good friend to Isis," Asim explained. "She made her home a temple to the goddess."
Anck-su-Namun nodded. She was only slightly interested. She came to the temple to be alone.
Asim looked as though he wanted to say something else, but instead he gave a nod goodbye and stepped back outside. Anck-su-Namun breathed a sigh of relief. She treasured her time alone. The Pharoah didn't give her much of it.
She looked again to the statue of Isis, then turned to explore the room. Anck-su-Namun had been here many times before, but it never ceased to amaze her.
Fingering the beautiful decorations that hung on the walls, she wondered what it had been like to live there. It seemed so peaceful.
As usual, when Anck-su-Namun reached the statue by the door, she frowned. It always sent a chill down her spine. The statue was only an inch or two taller than her. The woman depicted in it seemed as though she were being held in place by an unseen hand at her throat. Her eyes held a sadness Anck-su-Namun couldn't even imagine. She had only looked into the eyes once.
Beginning to feel as though the statue were looking at her, Anck-su-Namun fled the building.