Re-written from the original, sorry if you don't like this one as much, but it needed …redecorating so to speak :P

I still don't own The Mummy, nor do I want to…just Rick he's really all anyone would like to own haha

Prologue

Many years ago, an ancient curse was cast upon Imhotep, Pharaoh's high priest and keeper of the dead, because he touched Anck-su-namun, the Pharaoh's mistress. Only he could resurrect her, and so he planned on just that. After the death of the Pharaoh and Anck-su-namun, Imhotep traveled to Hamunaptra to bring her back to life. Before he could finish the ritual, Pharaoh's bodyguards stopped him and Anck-su-namun's soul was sent back to the Underworld. His priests were condemned to be mummified alive, while he was to suffer a worse fate. The Magi declared that Imhotep was to suffer the Hom-dai. His tongue was cut out and he was wrapped in bindings meant for mummification before placed in a sarcophagus with scarabs and sealed away. The scarabs would eat him alive, a slow, torturous death that would curse him to live forever, undead, and because they ate him, the scarabs also suffered the same fate. But before all this, in the temple of Anubis, a prophecy was made about an aspiring priestess. During her life, Keket had always treated others with kindness, caring for those who were in need, guarding their souls while they were living to prepare them for Anubis when they passed on. By keeping herself clean, she was able to pass on into Anubis' guardianship, but something happened. She was charged to protect Nefertiri, younger sister to Anck-su-namun, and failed to preserve the innocence of her soul as it was corrupted by vengeance. As punishment, she was to be reincarnated in another life in an attempt to save her soul. Reborn as a young girl, she is forced through trials to make her stronger, ultimately proving herself to be the reincarnated Keket, and will have to find her way home. If she fails now as she did then, her soul will be cursed to forever wander the plains between the living and the dead.

Chapter 1: Reborn

A young girl sat next to her father on a dock, her toes skimming the water. A young boy, just a little older than she, ran down the dock to plop down beside her, his own father coming to sit beside hers. The boy slung his arm around the girls' shoulders and beamed excitedly.

"Lia, this is going to be the best summer ever." He beamed, his voice cracking only slightly. Puberty had hit the boy, he was tall and slightly lanky, but with a clear face and his voice was starting to catch up with him. Lia smiled back at him in agreement, dark hazel green eyes staring into his bright baby blues. Her pouty lips turned into an even bigger smile as the boy hugged her close. She giggled when the wind tossed her dark ebony tresses into his face and around hers. He sputtered for a moment before shaking his head and clearing her hair from his face. Both their fathers smiled knowingly at them, eyes twinkling in amusement. They both knew the boy was sweet on Lia, and vice versa, but the kids didn't know it, or didn't realize it yet. Lord help the world when they did.

So, like the children had agreed, the summer was great, up until Lia's parents died in a car crash.

~Years Later~

A man walked into the church, seating himself beside a dark haired woman, her onyx tresses pulled back into a bun, not a hair out of place. She sat quietly, delicate hands folder in her lap, faint scars decorating her fingers and palms both from the accident and fencing classes she took as a child growing up. He unfolded her hands easily and laced their fingers together, his lightly tanned skin contrasting nicely with her caramel tone. She squeezed his hand with her smaller one and shifted only slightly to lean her head on his shoulder, a wearied sigh escaping her crimson lips. He put his arm around her shoulders and sat with her, remaining silent until she was ready to talk.

"I should stop coming here…" she whispered, closing her eyes, a few tears escaping the confines of her thick, black lashes. The man next to her nodded quietly and hugged her closer, "Rick, when will you be leaving for Egypt?"

"Tomorrow morning, if it were for pleasure, I'd ask you to come with me. Lia, you need to get out of this place, just...go to the map, close your eyes, put your finger on it somewhere and go to that place, alright?" he replied, hugging her tighter to his side, blue eyes pained to leave her like this. Lia sighed and nodded in agreement, moving to stand up. Rick stood with her and together they walked out of the church her parents were married in, the place they were sent to heaven in, and drove off to the O'Connell house so she could help him pack, at her insistence.

~Next Morning~

"You've got everything?"

"Yes, hell, Lia, you practically packed for me yesterday! I swear I have everything I could ever possibly need for survival." He joked, mumbling an half-assed apology at her instant glare.

"Rick, promise me you'll be careful. I'd hate to lose the only entertainment I've got in this god-forsaken world." She replied with a playful smirk.

"See, now, that's just not nice, but I'll promise you anyway." Rick gave her a hug when his head snapped to the side as his commanding officer called for all of them to load up. Lia looked up at him, tears brimming in her eyes, and he made a split second decision. "Lia, I promise I'll see you again, somewhere on this earth. Keep yourself safe, alright?" She nodded in response and he kissed her lips softly, "I'll never leave you for too long, Ams, I swear on my life." He murmured against her soft lips before kissing her again and dashing off to the rest of his garrison. Lia stood there, dumbstruck, fingertips gently touching her lips as a blush bloomed across her cheeks. Her lips quirked upwards, slipping easily into a smile, and as Rick turned back to look at her one last time, he beamed as he saw her waving at him, one hand on her still blushing cheeks. He nodded a farewell to her and soon enough, he was out of sight and she was on her way home to do as he had asked the day before.

"He's right," she mumbled to herself on the ride back to her home, "I need a vacation."