Chapter One: Lonely Nights
Nothing was creepier than a museum at night, The exhibit's that were so lifelike always stared with dead and soulless eyes that seemed to follow you around the room. Larry Daley couldn't help but remember back to his first few days of being a night guard for the Natural history museum in New York. The magical Tablet that brought every exhibit in the museum to life was a surprising thing that knocked his socks off, especially the Bones of the Tyrannosaurus Rex display that was drinking from a water fountain.
Being chased by Attila the Hun and his friends wasn't the highlight of that night either, Larry had never expected to have become friends with wax and other materials brought to life. This included the four thousand year old Pharaoh who had been trapped in his sarcophagus every night.
Thinking about it was painful, A corpse that was supposed to be laying in the decorative sarcophagus, mummified and decaying slower than the average corpse, was up and walking about looking like he had when he was alive. The tablet was far more powerful than Larry would ever know.
Then the night guards business took off, Daley devices was rising to the top with weird but useful gadgets such as The glow in the dark flashlight and others. He had left the most interesting and fun job in the world to pursue his company, leaving his friends behind to wake and wander without him.
But how much had he really known about any of them? How much did he know about octavius or Jedediah, even Attila.
He had never once thought what Ahkmenrah's life was like before dying, the thoughts never crossed his mind.
It was this night, Another night without Larry in the museum. Teddy and Sacagawea were riding about on Texas, Jed and Octavius were driving their little car and the others were having the same grand old time.
Ahkmenrah stayed in his tomb, his jackals keeping guard as he remembered what day it was. It was always a day that made him sad and happy at the same time, the time he'd met someone special who eventually become someone even more special.
And no one knew of this day, No one had even noticed his absence except for Attila and Columbus. Those he usually played soccer with around the museum's main lobby had definitely noticed when he hadn't shown up with a usual smile on his face.
The Pharaoh wanted to be alone on this night. Sitting against the glass case that his sarcophagus was in and staring up on the golden tablet on the wall.
''Let's go!'' He heard the voice calling in his head, a voice he wished to hear once more. He give anything to hear it just one more time, even give the tablet itself to see the face he missed so dearly.
To remember such things and be unable to share the memories with the one he lived them with was painful to say the least. Knowing he was alone with his thoughts, no one would understand, none of the other exhibits had a past life before the museum other than Rexy and even then, Ahkmenrah wasn't even sure they were actual dinosaur bones.
''Ahkmenrah, come on! you're so slow'' The voice spoke once again, pictures flooding his mind of why the words were spoken in the first place.
''Ahkmenrah?'' He turned his head, peeking out from the side of the glass case to see Sacagawea standing a few feet away. He hadn't accounted for anyone coming to see him, the jackal guards would stop any of the other exhibits from entering but Sacagawea seemed to be the exception considering she was a sweet girl.
Ahkmenrah did not answer, he only turned back to stare at his tablet upon the wall as the native american girl approached. He did not have the heart to tell her to leave, didn't know how to say he wanted to be alone without sounding rude.
''You have not been seen since the sun went down. Is something wrong?'' Sacagawea asked carefully, seeing The Pharaoh was a little upset over something.
Ahkmenrah sighed almost silently, unsure if he wanted to speak the problem out loud. But there was a part of him that wanted to confide in Sacagawea, to get the heavy feeling off his chest.
''Something bothers you'' She stated as she watched the debate going on in his mind.
''It is...a special day.'' He finally spoke, voice quiet ''But I am alone in remembering it. That is what saddens me''
''What is this day?'' Sacagawea question softly, descending to her knees next to the Pharaoh. She was a kind soul, sweet and patient, she waited calmly for Ahkmenrah to speak again.
''The day i met my wife''
This surprised Sacagawea, she had not known the Pharaoh was married, nor did anyone in the museum. It wasn't something he liked to talk about. Though he was sure that she had been buried in the tomb with him upon her death but he could not be sure, she did die after him.
''It was an arranged marriage. Set by my parents and hers but neither of us knew it upon our meeting'' He added.
''What was her name?''
''Nefertari'' Ahkmenrah revealed, still staring at his tablet. ''We had met when we children, I was eight and she was seven. I remember standing beside my mother and father as hers approached on horses, behind them was a carrying chair on the shoulders of four men.''
Sacagawea sat silently, listening to the tale that brought such a smile to the Pharaohs face.
''It was covered, so i could not see her face until she had exited it. Nefertari's eyes caught my own immediately and she smiled'' Ahkmenrah closed his eyes, picturing the smile in his mind ''It was innocent but at the same time mischevious. It matched the devilish look in her eyes.''
''You do not know what happened to her?''
Ahkmenrah shook his head ''My death came before hers, I remember saying goodnight to her was the last thing i had spoken before waking up in the sarcophagus.''
''Her resting place maybe undisturbed. Or in a different museum.'' Sacagawea hoped to bring some sort of comfort to Ahkmenrah but it did not work ''But you wish her to be here, with you''
Ahkmenrah nodded, not wanting to speak anymore words. Sacagawea placed a gentle hand on the Pharoahs shoulder, seeing he was no longer up for talking she stood from her knees and quietly walked away to leave him with his thoughts.
He did not leave the tomb for the whole night and as he climbed back into his sarcophagus, he promised he would make up missed time on tomorrow night.
The sun came up and he was once again, a decaying corpse.
My first story on here will be a night at the museum one because Ahkmenrah is OH my GOsh XD. I've become re-obsessed with him since watching the third film in the trilogy and i have to say...it did cry. It was just so emotional XD
but anyway. I hope you'll enjoy it for those of you that will read it. I hope you'll give it a chance and come back to read future chapters. ...I hope =P