Author's Notes: None of these characters (save the extras and Kakra) are mine. They all belong to Stephen Sommers. I have
nothing to do with them. The situations, however, are my own, and I would appreciate it if no one copied them. (Cept Stephen
Sommers! He can write another Mummy movie!) I've not written any chapters after this, because I'm not certain how this will be
reviewed. So if you like it, R&R! That way I'll know to write more! And now, without further ado, the story!
EGYPT, 1937
"What can possibly go wrong now? We've destroyed the Scorpion King, and gotten rid of Imhotep, and saved the world twice!"
"I don't know, but I'm just saying that we should be careful."
Evelyn sighed, and turned to look at her husband. "Honestly Rick, you worry too much. I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself." She leaned against the wall they were chiseling, and smiled roguishly at him. He did not smile back.
"I lost you for a little while Evy, I'm not going to risk that again." With one hand, he reached up to caress her face, while using the other to draw her towards him. Evy leaned forwards to kiss him, throwing her arms around his neck. They kissed passionately, drowning out everything else in their love for each other. When Evy finally drew away, they stood there, leaning their foreheads against each other's.
"If it weren't for our amazing son, I'd still be gone." She kissed him again, closing her eyes, and then placing her head on his shoulder. Just then, that 'amazing son' walked into the chamber.
"Awww Mum, stop! Uncle Jon wanted me to tell you that we found a wall of hieroglyphics." Evy glanced fondly down at Alex, who was looking at them in plain disgust.
"I'll be there in a minute honey." Jonathan's voice floated down the tunnel, becoming louder as he approached.
"Stop makinhg kissy faces at Rick, Evy, and get over here." Evelyn just sighed.
"How would you know what I'm doing, Jonathan? You can't see me."
"I just know."
"Fine, fine, you good-for-nothing brother of mine." Jonathan's head poked out from the tunnel entrance Alex had used.
"Are you referring to me, baby sister?" Evelyn rolled her eyes, and pulled out of Rick's embrace.
"Yes, I am. I don't have any other brothers, do I?" Jonathan shrugged, and beckoned with one hand.
"Come! Alex," at this point Jonathan stopped to ruffle the boy's hair, and Alex broke away with an irratated screech. "said that it is a set of instructions, but he can't read most of it." Jonathan's voice was growing fainter as he and Alex disappeared up the tunnel. Evy grabbed Rick's hand and started trying to drag him up the tunnel with her. He took her free hand and pulled her towards him, looking down at her with a frown.
"I don't like this Evy. I don't want anything to happen to you or to Alex, like it almost did." Evelyn bit her lip, fighting back a humorous answer, seeing Rick's worry plain in his eyes. "Be careful Evy, that's all I ask." As an answer, she leaned forward and kissed him soundly to shut him up. It worked.
"Evelyn!" She turned her eyes away from Rick, and glared down the tunnel at the sound of Jonathan's voice.
"Coming!" She replied, annoyed, and walked down the tunnel with Rick's hand in her own. When they entered the room, they found Alex intently looking at a wall, and Jonathan trying to seem intelligent.
"I believe that says turn, good chap."
"It says twist, Uncle Jon." Evy stepped in, and peered at the wall.
"You're both wrong. It says 'lift'."
Jonathan nodded, and looked down at his nephew. "Like I said, Alex, it says lift." Alex glared up at the older man with the maturity of an eight-year-old.
"That is not what you said Uncle Jon!"
"Is too!"
"Is not!"
"Is too!"
"Is no-"
Evelyn stepped between them and put one hand over Alex's mouth, and the other over Jonathan's. "That is quite enough you two. Leave the hieroglyphics to me. You follow the instructions as I read them off," she said, looking directly at Jonathan. "And you," she said, turning her attentions to Alex, "will cause no trouble, and you won't bother me either. Understand?" Her tone was remotely threatening, so both Alex and Jonathan quickly mumbled something incoherent. Realizing the problem, Evy removed her hands.
"Right baby sister, whatever you say."
"Fine Mum, no trouble from me."
Evy sighed, and glanced over in Rick's direction. He rolled his eyes, but Evelyn could tell that he was still concerned. "Let's get to work. It says there that there is a handle..." Jonathan turned around and dutifly found the handle. It was located on the opposite side of the room, so Evy was facing away from it. She continued to spout out directions, never even checking to see that the handle had actually ben located. "Turn three times to the left, push down, twiced to the right, push in, lift back into the original position, pull out, turn five times to the right, and then-" Alex's voice ended her dictation.
"Mum, I think you should read this..."
"Alex, didn't I tell you not to bother me?"
"Yes but-"
"No buts. Now, Jonathan, lift it up." She smiled with satisfaction, and was about to turn around, when her eyes caught sight of the last sentence on the wall.
The grating sound of the door opening interruped her, but she didn't turn to look at it, so intent was she upon the last set of hieroglyphics. "This will open the gate-"
Because Jonathan was facing the door, and because he was the one to open it, he was the first to see the very familiar form striding towards them. "Umm...Evy, I think you should see this..."
"To the underworld," Evy finished. She whirled around, and found herself staring directly at...Imhotep.
"Not again," Rick muttered.
nothing to do with them. The situations, however, are my own, and I would appreciate it if no one copied them. (Cept Stephen
Sommers! He can write another Mummy movie!) I've not written any chapters after this, because I'm not certain how this will be
reviewed. So if you like it, R&R! That way I'll know to write more! And now, without further ado, the story!
EGYPT, 1937
"What can possibly go wrong now? We've destroyed the Scorpion King, and gotten rid of Imhotep, and saved the world twice!"
"I don't know, but I'm just saying that we should be careful."
Evelyn sighed, and turned to look at her husband. "Honestly Rick, you worry too much. I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself." She leaned against the wall they were chiseling, and smiled roguishly at him. He did not smile back.
"I lost you for a little while Evy, I'm not going to risk that again." With one hand, he reached up to caress her face, while using the other to draw her towards him. Evy leaned forwards to kiss him, throwing her arms around his neck. They kissed passionately, drowning out everything else in their love for each other. When Evy finally drew away, they stood there, leaning their foreheads against each other's.
"If it weren't for our amazing son, I'd still be gone." She kissed him again, closing her eyes, and then placing her head on his shoulder. Just then, that 'amazing son' walked into the chamber.
"Awww Mum, stop! Uncle Jon wanted me to tell you that we found a wall of hieroglyphics." Evy glanced fondly down at Alex, who was looking at them in plain disgust.
"I'll be there in a minute honey." Jonathan's voice floated down the tunnel, becoming louder as he approached.
"Stop makinhg kissy faces at Rick, Evy, and get over here." Evelyn just sighed.
"How would you know what I'm doing, Jonathan? You can't see me."
"I just know."
"Fine, fine, you good-for-nothing brother of mine." Jonathan's head poked out from the tunnel entrance Alex had used.
"Are you referring to me, baby sister?" Evelyn rolled her eyes, and pulled out of Rick's embrace.
"Yes, I am. I don't have any other brothers, do I?" Jonathan shrugged, and beckoned with one hand.
"Come! Alex," at this point Jonathan stopped to ruffle the boy's hair, and Alex broke away with an irratated screech. "said that it is a set of instructions, but he can't read most of it." Jonathan's voice was growing fainter as he and Alex disappeared up the tunnel. Evy grabbed Rick's hand and started trying to drag him up the tunnel with her. He took her free hand and pulled her towards him, looking down at her with a frown.
"I don't like this Evy. I don't want anything to happen to you or to Alex, like it almost did." Evelyn bit her lip, fighting back a humorous answer, seeing Rick's worry plain in his eyes. "Be careful Evy, that's all I ask." As an answer, she leaned forward and kissed him soundly to shut him up. It worked.
"Evelyn!" She turned her eyes away from Rick, and glared down the tunnel at the sound of Jonathan's voice.
"Coming!" She replied, annoyed, and walked down the tunnel with Rick's hand in her own. When they entered the room, they found Alex intently looking at a wall, and Jonathan trying to seem intelligent.
"I believe that says turn, good chap."
"It says twist, Uncle Jon." Evy stepped in, and peered at the wall.
"You're both wrong. It says 'lift'."
Jonathan nodded, and looked down at his nephew. "Like I said, Alex, it says lift." Alex glared up at the older man with the maturity of an eight-year-old.
"That is not what you said Uncle Jon!"
"Is too!"
"Is not!"
"Is too!"
"Is no-"
Evelyn stepped between them and put one hand over Alex's mouth, and the other over Jonathan's. "That is quite enough you two. Leave the hieroglyphics to me. You follow the instructions as I read them off," she said, looking directly at Jonathan. "And you," she said, turning her attentions to Alex, "will cause no trouble, and you won't bother me either. Understand?" Her tone was remotely threatening, so both Alex and Jonathan quickly mumbled something incoherent. Realizing the problem, Evy removed her hands.
"Right baby sister, whatever you say."
"Fine Mum, no trouble from me."
Evy sighed, and glanced over in Rick's direction. He rolled his eyes, but Evelyn could tell that he was still concerned. "Let's get to work. It says there that there is a handle..." Jonathan turned around and dutifly found the handle. It was located on the opposite side of the room, so Evy was facing away from it. She continued to spout out directions, never even checking to see that the handle had actually ben located. "Turn three times to the left, push down, twiced to the right, push in, lift back into the original position, pull out, turn five times to the right, and then-" Alex's voice ended her dictation.
"Mum, I think you should read this..."
"Alex, didn't I tell you not to bother me?"
"Yes but-"
"No buts. Now, Jonathan, lift it up." She smiled with satisfaction, and was about to turn around, when her eyes caught sight of the last sentence on the wall.
The grating sound of the door opening interruped her, but she didn't turn to look at it, so intent was she upon the last set of hieroglyphics. "This will open the gate-"
Because Jonathan was facing the door, and because he was the one to open it, he was the first to see the very familiar form striding towards them. "Umm...Evy, I think you should see this..."
"To the underworld," Evy finished. She whirled around, and found herself staring directly at...Imhotep.
"Not again," Rick muttered.