A/N: Ok first Mummy fanfic hoping for some good feedback. Also back ground I've actually done research on this fic finally my history degree gets some use. The year is 1956 and Gamal Abdel Nasser Hussein is the president of Egypt Evie and Rick are 66, Jonathon 68, Alex 31, Cassandra 21, and if you want sources I can put them in mla apa and chicago just let me know. Though I did use wikipedia a lot.

Disclaimer: Mummy not mine though if it was I would not change a thing. any character's that did not exist in real life or from Mummy cannon are mine though.

Chapter One: The Release of Bastet

Cassandra O'Connell sleepily took in her surroundings from her perch where she was sprawled across the lap of the goddess Bastet, who was regally sitting upon a throne. It was not the actual goddess of course, but a likeness of her. She and her family found a tomb hidden beneath the temple ruins of Bubastis. It had been an accident the O'Connell's had been asked to explore the ruins and two days into their relatively tame adventure Alex, Cassandra's brother, fell through the ground. After making sure her son was fine Evelyn O'Connell excitedly lowered herself through the hole Cassandra's brother had made. Her father, uncle, and brother decided to stay above ground; while Evelyn dragged her youngest into the pit after her.

Cassandra observed her mother for a moment. Evelyn and Rick O'Connell had aged well. Since her and her father still went out regularly to excavations and digs both of them were in great shape. Both of them had lines on their face to show a life that had been filled with love and happiness. Though the white hair interspersed on both of her parent's head was probably due to them having to save the world a time or two, plus she and Alex didn't help. The two had gotten into a lot of trouble in Cassandra's short twenty-one-one years of life.

Speaking of trouble; it was the reason Cassandra was in the lap of a likeness of the cat goddess. Not that it's totally her fault that the love of her life left her to get married, to a man. Not her fault she's queer, and her parents will probably toss her in the nearest loony bin if the truth ever got out. Not her fault that her Uncle Jon was the only one who knew because she drunkenly blubbered out the story while she tried to drink his pub dry. Then she got in a bar brawl; which led to her mother declaring they needed to take a family vacation to Egypt. Ok, so the last bit may have been her fault a little.

"Cassandra do get off the lap of the Egyptian goddess of protection, I'm sure she wouldn't appreciate it." Evelyn O'Connell said smirking at her daughter as she continued to dust off the giant pedestals where equally large cats rested in slumber.

"Oh come on Mum this is probably the most interaction the old girl has gotten in over three thousand years. Plus she's really warm." The youngest O'Connell said throwing a cheeky grin at her mother. Then she took off her hat, and placed it over her freckled face, and fanning out her long red hair over the arm of the statue, and throne. Her mother just lets out an indignant huff and straightened up. "You've been hanging around your Uncle Jonathan too much." Cassandra merely shrugged and scooted further into the statue's lap. The statue was simply a woman. Instead of the head of a cat, it was a very feminine face with high cheek bones and full lips. She had a golden breastplate the shape of a lioness. The lady herself had to have been made of obsidian, or some other black stone.

"She's warm?" Her mother asked. She straightened up ignoring the creaks in her joints, and slowly walked over to the statue, and placed a slightly trembling hand against the leg of the statue, and Evelyn was immediately caught off guard by the fact that the stone statue was indeed warm. Her mind began to race; this statue had not been touched by sunlight in nearly three millennia if she had to guess, and her twenty-one-year-old daughter had never fought the forces of darkness that rested beneath the sands of Egypt, and Evie really didn't want her too. "Cassandra please get out of the chair." Her voice was calm not wanting to frighten the girl. The girl sat up removing her hat from her face and looked at her mother for a moment then back at the stone woman when she noticed it.

"Hey, there's an inscription above her head." Cassandra got down to appease her mother and to see the inscription at a slightly better angle. Evie glanced above her head, and only saw ruins where an inscription used to be, and looked at her youngest worriedly. "Cassie sweetie those are just scribbles even I can't make heads or tails of it."

"What are you talking about mum it says right there 'Here is the great goddess Bestet Protector of Egypt all that oppose her beware.'" Evelyn O'Connell closed her eyes and sighed heavily as the ground beneath them began to rumble and shake. The bits of stone crumbled off of the statue revealing skin as equally black as the stone. The eyes popped opened green with oval pupils, cat's eyes. The lips of the statue pulled upwards in a smile with mischief curling around the edges of her mouth. Cassandra couldn't look away from the now woman before her. She was the grandest sight that the youngest O'Connell had ever beheld. the woman was gorgeous as she stretched every bit as cat-like as the goddess is portrayed in her stories. Then she stood up and began to glide towards the two O'Connell women. Evie grabbed her daughter's hand breaking the young woman out of her stupor and pulling her at a run towards the rope to get them both out of there. "Cassie climb up NOW," Evie shouted prompting her daughter to do as she was told for once, and Evie following behind her. looking back at whatever her daughter had awoken to start to get closer. When both she and her daughter were out of the hole in the ground she yelled, "Rick blow it," Her husband started at his wife's frantic cries, and jumped up grabbing a stick of dynamite lighting a match with the leather of his holster, lighting the fuse, and throwing it down the hole effectively caving it in.

"Evie sweetie what'd ya wake up this time?" Rick O'Connell said fake calmness in his voice and a tight smile. Jonathan and Alex had stopped their card game looking at the other three people.

"I'm afraid it wasn't me this time Rick it was Cassandra."

"I wha- how mum?" Cassandra stuttered out still in shock at what just happened.

"Cassie sweetie what'd you wake up?" Her father said in the same tone.

"Bastet would be my guess," Evie replied looking at her daughter with a slight glare. Cassandra shrank into herself for a moment.

"It's not like I knew that was going to happen no harm ever came from sitting on something."

"You didn't just sit on the goddess you read the inscription that woke her," Evie said her voice taking on a stern edge, and then she softened towards her daughter, and continued, "Darling I know you've been out of sorts since Annabell moved to Paris-"

"You know nothing," Cassandra growled out at her mother, who looked taken aback at the vitriol and anger shining in her tear filled eyes that her daughter was spouting at her.

"Hey, you don't get to talk to your mother that way," Rick said his voice low in warning.

Before they could dissolve further into an argument they heard hoof beats coming across the bridge towards the entrance of the ruins. Ardeth Bay halted his horse, and there was another man with him. They both dismounted from their horses, and Ardeth swiftly walked up to both Rick and Evie smiling widely at them. The Egyptian man had a weathered face, and thick gray hair, his beard had overgrown, and he was radiating happiness. "O'Connell Evelyn, so good to see you again. This is my apprentice Abbass, Abbass these are the O'Connells." the group took in the young man. He was tall and had a square jaw and broad shoulders.

"Ardeth not that I'm not thrilled to see you, but why are you here we are miles away from Hamunaptra, and Imhotep can't even be resurrected I thought," Evie said not quite ready to admit that they may have caused the world peril once again.

"The President of Egypt would like for you to have an official liaison When I found out it was you I volunteered."

"The President of Egypt?

"Indeed he wanted to make sure everyone stayed alive, and the dead stayed buried." He said with an amused eyebrow lift and a half smirk on his face. Then he noticed the all the stiff downward glances of the O'Connell's, and just knew that he'd gotten there too late. "Who was it?" He asked sighing.

"Bastet," Evie said looking at her daughter, who's small frame seemed to curl into herself, and she hugged herself.

"Come President Nasser has set up rooms for you all at a local inn we can regroup there," Ardeth said. Motioning for them to follow. Anxiously hoping that the goddess had Egypts best intentions.

A/N: There ya go first chapter