AUTHOR'S NOTE –

Hello everybody. I just wanted to state the non-specific timeline of this fanfiction. It's the same plot as Mummy 2017, but it has bits and pieces of X-Men Apocalypse in it. I'll let the story do the rest of the talking and I hope you all enjoy.

There was a flicker, dash, and a sound that concaved into the room. The sound pierced the ear drums of the workers screwing in what they called a vault opener, even though it was little bit more high tech then that. Finally, the screws went fully into the stone vault door. A worker lifted his head up out of his concentration, smiling at the other workers. "I think we got it." The worker stated.

All at once, each worker grabbed the steel handle of the device and began to lift up the device, feeling the rotation of the door begin to erupt. Stone particles flew from the colossus door rotating above them and finally they got to a point where it was getting to high to reach. "Keep moving boys, we need to get in before the boss shows." The lead worker ordered. So the workers kept on trying to move the handle far above their reach. Finally, one of the workers climbed on the hands of his fellow workers and grabbed the handle. He urged it to go left and then down but it wouldn't budge. "Come on you piece of sh-." The worker began. The door began to slide faster as the worker collided with the left most wall of the tunnel. Echoes of curse words filled the tunnel interior as a man in a black suit, red vest and tie began to walk with caution on the smelly water surface.

"Ah Doctor Jekyll, I'm glad you can make it to see the 'grand opening'." The worker joked. For a second or two Dr. Jekyll looked at the worker with a peculiar face before letting a small grin. "I believe the correct term is re-opening." Dr. Jekyll coined. He walked on past the workers and only glanced at the worker that had fell from the handle incident. He chuckled and walked on into the great re-opened room before him.

"Gentlemen, come on in here." He ordered the workers. One by one the workers entered the gigantic room. One of the workers stayed behind to help the other one that had fallen back up to his feet. "You alright man?" "Yeah." They conversed. "Don't dally gentlemen, come in here." Dr. Jekyll shouted from the center of the room. The two men traded glances and walked on into the room, hurrying to join the others in the center mass.

The room was very ancient, consisting of stone pillars and tombs engraved to the ground. There were bits of light coming from small cracks in the ceiling and there was water flowing from various parts of the walls. "Gentlemen, we are standing in very sensitive grounds. We are standing on the site of the last Templars." He explained to the clueless minds before him. Dr. Jekyll snickered and looked around before tracing a wall with his eye. His cheeks grew blush red as his excitement left butterflies and goosebumps all over his body. As he began to walk toward the wall, the workers looked around and began to slightly touch everything they could put their fingers on.

Dr. Henry Jekyll, M.D. in medicines and diseases, stood looking at a very ancient wall that was not depicted of medieval history but rather world history. His eyes glanced every portion of the wall before realizing that there was a small connection between two parts. "A circle." He told himself before reaching with his left hand. His fingers grazed the wall and he could feel the cobwebs between two small walls. His fingers traced the thin lines and squatted to finish the line. His finger was stopped by a small wall, making his smile widen. He let go of the line and squinted his eyes on the left portion of the wall. His eyes scanned for signs of Templar significance, however, he could not find anything. Dr. Jekyll's smile disappeared as his eyes set on what appeared to be a Great Pharaoh symbol. He walked closer to the wall, distantly hearing the chatter of the workers. Quickly reaching into his right back pocket, he pulled out a small brown notebook and unraveled it. He flipped too many pages about different historical events and what not till he got to the page he was looking for. Something one of his colleagues works were based on this Egyptian dialect. He recognized it from the visits she implanted on his day. Constantly asking if they could explore the Egyptian cities and towns to dig. However, after declining her several times, he realized then and there in a gigantic Templar ruin that she was right.

Henry turned his heels around and at a faster pace walked up to the workers who seemed to be 'investigating' the ruins. "Gentlemen, I thank you for your labor, now if you could please leave the room and leave your equipment, that would be most appreciated." Dr. Jekyll ordered. The workers all looked at one another and back at the doctor. "Are you serious? Just like that we're done? You can't do this to us. We're not leaving till we get something worth a ton." They all argued. Henry rolled his eyes and could feel the voices of their complaints rattle in his head and irritate the very thing he keeps at bay. "Gentlemen!" He shouted, feeling his skin crunch and his veins rise. The workers froze as they watched him struggle to get something out of his pocket. A serum, induced with a chemical to calm the blood cells and mutation to return Henry to Henry. He quickly injected his neck with the serum, feeling himself return to the same calm gentle man he was. "Now. Please leave, or you will not get that commission all you are desperately wanting." He explained with a small adjust to his suit jacket.

One by one as they left, each one let out sigh of disbelief, and as the last one left, Dr. Jekyll took one look at the room and pulled out his phone. He noticed that he had two bars to communicate so he took the opportunity to call the one person that was righter than they ever were.

"You actually found a ruin? Good for you Henry." She applauded from her office desk. She had her legs crossed between each other looking out toward London. She blinked slowly and heard the rambles of one of the smartest men in the world. She also was very fearful of Dr. Henry Jekyll, in which she knows about the failed experiment to cure a mutation. That's all she knew. She's never seen the infamous Eddie Hyde and she doubts she ever will. For now, Dr. Jekyll was rambling about Templar connections to Egyptian princesses…

"Wait did you say Egyptian Princess?" She asked. He spoke softer and slower now for her to keep up on the phone. It occasionally broke up but she heard every word she needed to know. She knew she was right all along about the connection to Dr. Jekyll's expedition and he wouldn't listen to nonsense is what he would tell her. Now, she sat at her desk in London, now propping her feet on the ground to stand. "I told you Henry! I told you. Did you find the gem yet?" She asked. The answer of coarse was no, but she knew that he could handle that part of the expedition, after all that was his sole purpose of going out there. "So what now? Are you going to approve my trip? She asked biting her lip. Just as she imagined it in her dreams, the answer shot through her ears like a front row seat to a Metallica concert. "Yes! Henry you will not regret this, I will be on the first flight to Egypt by tomorrow, I promise." She shouted and heard the click of him hanging up.

She put her phone down the desk and began to sort through papers immediately in a folder titled Egypt. She put the folder on her desk and ran over to her storage closet to gather her traveling jacket, backpack, and every essential traveling equipment she could get her hands on. Running back to her desk and grabbing her phone, She grasped the door handle of her office and bolted out going out of her way to tell people that she had been approved to go to Egypt on the rejected expedition. Some would congratulate her and others would simply go back to doing whatever they were doing. She ran up to the exit and went out, heading to the parking garage to set out on finding a suitable amount of researchers and archaeologists to help her.

Stopping at a pub near the center of London, where everyone would be around 5:30, she sat at a booth with no occupants. She ordered a martini and took out her folder marked Egypt. She opened it and could feel the goosebumps radiating from her skin to chest. She had little packets inside the folder that had their own titles. She sorted through all of them, flipping through them with the tip of her fingernail and found the one she was looking for.

Before her expedition was let down by Dr. Jekyll, she had gathered Intel on possible people to take with her to Egypt to help her. In other words, she made the expedition team before it was even established. There were plenty of names that she established fit for the job, rather some of them would be handier compared to the others. She flipped through each of the files and scouted a name that seemed familiar, in which she had met before. The server came around with the martini and she nodded to him before looking back at the file. She glanced down the file to see that this man was ex-military, had missions that were not on the radar, rather ex-op, and had a lot of successful artifact and location findings. She looked at the name in which she recognized, Nick Morton. She looked at the picture of him and she smirked. "Looks like we'll be meeting again after all you scumbag." She said smiling.

AUTHOR'S NOTE – well that was chapter one of the Mummy 2017 crossover adaption. I hope you all are liking it. I'm trying also to fix the smallest pieces from the movie into something that makes a little bit more sense. Does it seem good? Let me know by reviewing, liking, or even following the story. Thanks so much for reading it so far.