THEBES - 2,134 B.C

"Thebes, City of the Living. Crown jewel of Pharaoh Dumbledore the first."

An Arabian horse drawn chariot comes barreling right, driven by Pharaoh Dumbledore; an aristocratic, virile old man. Glaring out over the city at the setting sun is a handsome, muscular man with intense evil eyes. This is Xander.

"Home of Xander, High Priest of Osiris, Keeper of the Dead."

A gorgeous, olive skinned goddess enters the outer foyer. The skin tight dress she's wearing isn't a dress at all, but rather her entire naked body has been painted in the ancient Egyptian manner she's a stunning sight to behold. This is Harry.

"Birthplace of Harry. Pharaoh's Mistress. No other man was allowed to touch her."

She makes her way through the ornate statuary. A cracked stone face and then it's eyes suddenly pop open. It's really a strange looking tattooed man. Several more of these hideous, bald men stand ready. They are the Priests of Osiris. Xander's guys. Their eyes watch Harry vanish through the bedroom curtains. Harry embraces Xander, they kiss passionately, feverishly. Xander's hand roam over her perfect body smearing the paint.

"But for our love, we were willing to risk life itself."

On the other side of curtains, the bald priests rush over and close the doors. But just as they do, the doors suddenly burst open. The Pharaoh angrily strides in looking at the priests.

"What are you doing here?"

The priests back away scared shitless, obviously his arrival was unexpected. The Pharaoh strides for the for the curtains. Throws them back. Harry stands alone. Gives him a sexy smile. The Pharaoh sees the smeared body paint. Points his finger.

"WHO HAS TOUCHED YOU?!"

From behind him, his sword is ripped out of its scabbard. The Pharaoh spins around. It's Xander. The Pharaoh is shocked.

"Xander…My priest."

Behind him, Harry lifts a dagger and plunges into his back. The Pharaoh screams. Xander rises the Pharaoh's sword. The hideous bald priests slam the doors and bolt them tight. Through the curtains, they see the shadows of Harry and Xander stab away at the Pharaoh. Suddenly, the doors are rammed from the other side, WHAM! Xander and Harry turn and look. WHAM! The doors are rammed again. Two lovers share despite looks. WHAM! The bald priests run up and grab Xander and try and pull him towards the balcony.

"Pharaoh's bodyguards!"

Xander tries to break free but Harry rips the Pharaoh's sword out of his hand and pushes him towards the balcony.

"You must go. Save yourself. Only you can resurrect me."

Xander's face fills with despair. The doors explode open. Men with blue tinted skin and strange puzzle tattoos over their bodies stride in armed to the teeth. These are the Aurors. The priests hustle Xander out onto the dark balcony just as the Aurors rip through the curtains. Harry points to the Pharaoh and hisses.

"My body is no longer his temple!"

She plunges the sword into her own heart. Out in the balcony, Xander's mouth opens into a horrible silent scream…

"For murdering the Pharaoh, Harry's body was to be cursed. And it was I, the High Priest, whose duty it was to curse it."

Xander leads a torch lit procession across the dunes. Harry's body is carried by Nubian slaves. They put her down in the sand along with five jewel encrusted jars. Her body was mummified, her vital organs removed and placed in sacred canopic jars. Xander filled with dread, read from a book made of pure gold. This is the Book of the Living.

"The Book of the Living conditioned sacred incarnations that would send the evil dead on a journey into the dark underworld."

Strange light suddenly flashes across the faces of the slaves and the Egyptian soldiers. Suddenly, everyone's fear fillies eyes all rise, as if watching Harry's body rising. Then one huge flash, accompanied by a gust of wind, and it's over. Harry's body now lies twisted on the ground. Xander's priests place the body in a stone sarcophagus. The Nubian slaves lower it into the hole and bury it with sand. Xander then signals to the soldiers, who throw their spears at the Nubians. Killing them.

"The slaves were killed…"

Xander's knife wielding priests attack the now unarmed soldiers, hacking at them in the flickering darkness as Xander and the Aurors solemnly watches.

"…and the soldiers who killed them were also slain, that no unholy person should ever know the exact location of the burial site."

The Aurors walk off across the sand and then one by one, the priests stop their frenzied stabbing and stare off at the vanishing Aurors. As the last Auror disappears over a distant dune, Xander nods, and the priests leap onto Harry's grave and began digging it back up with their hands.