Hi everybody!
So, I love the Mummy series. Really, I only love the first two. I feel like the third one was really overdoing it since Imhotep was gone, and Ardeth isn't with them anymore, but that's just me :). I've read a lot where Rick has a sister, but I thought it would be interesting to put my own spin on it. I hope you all like it!
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I only own Jasmine. I really, really wish I owned Ardeth Bay, though. HE IS PERFECT!
Prologue
Kidashka was the youngest daughter of the Pharaoh. She had an older twin sister named Nefertiri, and the two were inseparable. However, Kidashka had a secret. Her love. A Medjai warrior, by the name of Asim, had fallen in love with the princess, who was betrothed to marry Pharaoh's High Priest, Imhotep. The two kept their forbidden love hidden from all, except Nefertiri. Medjai were not allowed to love. They were forced to marry those whom the elders of their tribe commanded them to. One night, Kidashka found Imhotep and her mother-to-be, Anck-Su-Namun together, and she ran to Asim, telling him of the two. Asim had run to Imhotep, and accused him of the crime. Imhotep became angry, knowing of Kidashka and Asim's love, and that he alone was supposed to have the young princess. He send his priests after the two, with orders to kill them both. Asim and Kidashka ran from them, with the help of Nefertiri, whom Kidashka had told of Imhotep and Anck-Su-Namun, and the two lovers had nearly made it, before Asim was killed, protecting the one that he loved, and Kidashka was captured and killed by Imhotep, who said that if he could not have her, not man could. It is said that the princess and the Medjai searched for each other, every time they were reincarnated, only to never find one another. It was Imhotep's last curse. The two shall roam the earth, never finding love, and only finding each other when Imhotep was finally destroyed.
Chapter One
Seventeen-year old Jasmine O'Connell ran through the streets of Cairo, looking for her destination. She wore a simple dark blue, ankle length skirt, and a lighter blue beaded top, with simple white shoes on her feet. She tightened the matching hijab that she had around her head, shielding her face from the hot Egyptian sun. Jasmine was half-Spanish and half-Egyptian. She had almond-shaped bright green eyes, which were strange for a Spanish woman, and long, waist-length straight dark brown hair. Her skin had a tan to it, mainly from always being outside. She was the child of a young, inexperienced Egyptian scholar, and a Spanish dancer. Both hadn't wanted a child, so Jasmine had been placed in the Cairo orphanage, where she had been found by Richard O'Connell, and he had adopted her, and the two had become inseparable. He had been the first person to ever love Jasmine, and she looked up to her father, relying on his strength and love to help her through her life. Rick was always there for Jasmine, but now, Jasmine needed to be there for her father. She reached the prison, and walked in.
"Excuse me, sir. I'm looking for Rick O'Connell." She asked the large man standing in the middle of the courtyard. He looked her up and down, "Please, sir. He's my father." The man sighed, and let her past, and guided her to the cell, where he yelled for the guards to bring her father out. Jasmine gasped, and knelt down as her father was pushed to the ground.
"Hi Daddy." Jasmine whispered, and Rick reached through, and gently touched her cheek.
"Jazzy, what are you doing here, sweetie?" he asked. Jasmine held his hand in her own.
"I had to see you. I was so worried." She said in a quiet voice.
"Jaz, you need to leave. I don't want you seeing what they're going to do to me. I need you to go home." Rick said, and Jasmine's eyes widened.
"No! Daddy, I'm not leaving you. You would do the same for me." She told him, and Rick sighed.
"Alright. Promise me that you'll be okay?" he said, and Jasmine smiled, and nodded.
"Of course!" she said happily. Rick smiled back, and brought Jasmine's face closer, and kissed her forehead through the bars.
"Stay safe, baby girl." He told her, as the guards pulled him back into his cell. Jasmine stood to the side, wringing her headscarf in her hands worriedly. She looked up as she heard voices coming closer.
"What exactly is this man in here for?" a woman, British by the sound of her voice, asked the warden as they approached Rick's cell.
"I'm not sure. When I told him you were coming, I asked him myself, and he said, 'he was looking for a good time'." The warden said, and Rick was brought out once again. Jasmine stood behind the two British people, looking at her captive father. Rick and the woman talked for a bit, Jasmine not catching what they were saying, except for one word: Hamunaptra. She gasped quietly. Right before she could jump into the conversation, Rick pulled the woman forward, and kissed her before being dragged back into his cell.
"Do it, lady!" he yelled as he was dragged back. Jasmine rushed over to the woman.
"Where are they taking him?" she asked.
"To be hanged. Apparently, he had a very good time." The warden said, and Jasmine felt tears in her eyes.
"Please no! He's all the family I have!" she exclaimed, grabbing the warden's arm. He shrugged her off, and walked away. Jasmine felt to the ground, tears beginning to fall down her face.
"Don't worry, dear." The woman from before knelt down, and placed a hand on her arm. Jasmine looked at her, and saw her looking determined.
"Thank you. I'm Jasmine. Jasmine O'Connell." Jasmine said, standing up, and brushing her skirt off.
"Evelyn Carnahan, but please call me Evie. This is my brother, Jonathan." Evie said, and Jasmine shook the siblings' hands.
"Please, can't you do something about this?" she asked, pleading with her. Evie put her arm around her shoulders.
"Don't worry, Jasmine. Come along." She said, and the two walked to the balcony over-looking the gallows.
"Evie, I really don't want to watch this." Jasmine said, looking away as her father was led to be hung. She heard her new friend and the warden bartering prices, and watched as the executioner pulled the lever, dropping her father down.
"NO!" Jasmine screamed, leaning over the balcony. Evie grabbed her arm, pulling the distraught girl back. Jasmine watched as her father struggled against the rope around his neck.
"Ah! His neck did not break. Now we must watch him strangle." The warden cackled. Evie seemed to search her mind, before her face brightened.
"He knows the location to Hamunaptra." She told him, and the warden froze.
"You lie!" he accused, and Evie gasped.
"I would never!" she protested.
"Are you telling me this filthy, godless son of a pig knows where to find the city of the dead?" the warden asked, disbelieving.
"Yes." Evie replied, smiling.
"Truly?" he asked again
"Yes! And if you cut him down, we will give you... ten percent." Jasmine jumped in, desperate to save her father. The warden contemplated this for a moment.
"Fifty percent." He said.
"Twenty!" Evie replied.
"Forty!" the warden said angrily.
"Thirty!" Jasmine said, and Evie looked at her, and Jasmine held up a hand, a smile spreading across her face.
"Twenty-five!" the warden said quickly.
"Ah! Deal!" Evie said happily. The warden looked at her for a moment, before realizing his mistake.
"Agh! Cut him down!" he said unhappily. Jasmine clapped her hands in happiness as her father was cut down. Evie stood, smiling.
"Thank you so much. You have no idea how much this means to me. I'll meet you and Jonathan at the docks tomorrow." Jasmine said, hugging Evie, before running off the balcony, and down to the entrance to the prison, where the guards were throwing Rick out.
"Jazzy!" Rick said happily, and Jasmine grinned, and ran onto his arms, hugging him as tightly as possible.
"Thank God you're safe." Jasmine said, smiling at the only person to ever give a damn about her.
"You realize that you're not coming with me, right?" Rick said once they were inside their small apartment. Jasmine crossed her arms.
"Dad, I've been training with you with a gun since I was ten, and I've been taking sword-fighting lessons from the people around the orphanage since I was little. I can protect myself, Dad. I'm not going to be separated from you again." Jasmine said angrily, crossing her arms. Rick sighed, and sat down.
"I don't want anything to happen to you, Jazzy. You're everything I have, and I don't want to lose you." He said, and Jasmine say down next to him, curling into his side and wrapping her arms around Rick's waist.
"I know, but I need you. I didn't feel peace until you adopted me, Dad. You're my rock, and I'm going with you wherever you go. You can't change that." She said in a quiet voice. Rick smiled, and kissed the top of her head.
"Alright, sweetheart. You can come. Just promise me that you'll be safe when I can't watch you?' he asked, and Jasmine nodded.
"I swear." She replied, and Rick hugged her to his chest, and Jasmine snuggled against her father, closing her eyes, and preparing herself for the next day.
Please review!
I really hope you all liked it.
You are all amazing individuals, and you're perfect the way you are!
See you soon, Medjai, mummies, and royals!
Love,
Enchantress