If you asked Madeline Henderson what she would have wanted for her birthday it wouldn't be this. Her brother, instead of celebrating her birthday like any other year, decided to go to Egypt and look for the lost city of the dead. Great way to spend your birthday... not. Her brother and his friends met this rather questionable Hungarian fellow who said he knew the way to the city of the dead. They just had to pay for him to be their guide, a pretty good penny too. Madeline personally thinks the guy was just trying to con them.
"Oh, come on Maddi, just give this a chance." Isaac, her brother, says with puppy dog eyes.
"Isaac, you met this guy off the streets." Madeline sighs.
"I know, but I got a good feeling on this, just trust me. If it doesn't work then we'll just kill him and get our money back." Madeline frowns.
"Great wording, Isaac." Madeline says dryly.
"Just give this a chance Maddi." Isaac begs, causing her to sigh.
"Some birthday for me." She pouts. Madeline isn't like most women of the 1920s. She's much more... outlandish. She doesn't do dresses or bows. She's dressed in a red strapless red corset top, a black skirt that hung on angle, covering her right leg and showing her left leg off fully, along with a pair of brown leather boots that went up to her knees. Over her top she has a brown leather jacket. Madeline is no tea drinking, gossiping, American girl. She's more of a wild west woman, able to shoot anything that moves.
She has a gun holster on her left tight with a neat pistol tucked inside and on her right hip she has a rather large knife. No Madeline Henderson is not like any women most men meet in the 1920s.
"Happy birthday by the way." Isaac smiles, causing her to sigh.
"Just shut up and get on the boat." She huffs as she boards the boat. The other two American men, and the English Egyptologist that were going with them, snickered at the Henderson siblings before following after her. These were the men that Isaac agreed to work with in order to follow Beni, the questionable guide, to the city of the dead along with a number of diggers. In Madeline's mind this online meant more people to share the fortune that they were supposedly going to find.
Later that night Madeline stands watching her brother play a game of cars with the American men they came with, plus some English fellow who joined in. "Quit playing with your glasses and cut the deck, Burns." Mr. David Daniel says as Madeline stands behind her brother, resting her crossed arms on his head and growing more bored by the second.
"Without my glasses I can't see the deck to cut it, now can I Daniel?" Mr. Bernard Burns tells him as he puts his glasses back on.
"O'Connell sit down, we could use another player." The English guy says to a man who just walked out of another room.
"I only gamble with my life, not my money." The man known as O'Connell says to the English man.
"Never?" Mr. Daniel asks. "What if I was to bet you $500 we get to Hamunaptra before you?"
"You're looking for Hamunaptra?" The man asks, the amusement that had been in his voice now gone.
"Damn straight we are." Isaac says as he picks up his cards with a smile.
"And who says we are?" The man asks.
"Him." Madeline answers as she peeks over to see her brother's cards. The English man gives a nervous laugh.
"Well... Well how about it?" Daniels asks. "Is it a bet?" The man smiles as they all look at him.
"Alright, you're on." The man nods confidently.
"What makes you so confident, sir?" Madeline glances over at the Egyptologist, who now is looking at them instead of reading his book.
"What makes you?" The man asks.
"We got us a man who's actually been there." Isaac says as he turns his head to look up at the man.
"Oh, what a coincidence because O'Connell..." He grunts as suddenly the man hits him with his bag. "Whose play is it? Is it mine?" Madeline glances over and raises an eyebrow at him. "I thought I just um..."
"Gentlemen, we got us a wager, good evening Johnathan." The man says before he takes his leave.
"Night." Johnathan says with a nervous smile. They were hiding something, anyone could see that.
Madeline sighs and looks down at her brother. "I'm going to call it a night, Isaac." He glances up at her.
"Alright, Maddi-
"I'll see you in the morning, Isaac." He sighs before nodding, kissing her cheek and letting her walk off. She rounds the corner and walks right into someone. "Oh I'm sor..." She trails off as she looks up to see an Arabic man standing before her, dressed in black robes, his face covered, but she could tell that something was more off about him than just his clothes. He said something in what Madeline could only believe to be Egyptian before he walks around her and walks off. She frowns and goes back to her room.
She gives a sigh and brushes her brown curls just as her brother runs in. "Madeline!" She rolls her eyes and looks at her brother.
"What is it now, Isaac?"
"There's men attacking the ship, we need to get out of here." Isaac grabs her hand, causing her to groan.
"I can walk on my own, Isaac." She says as he leads her out of the room. "And whose attacking the ship?"
"Some men dressed in black robes." Madeline's eyes widen as she remembers the man she ran into.
"I think I saw one on my way to my room, we ran into each other and-
"What? Did he hurt you? What did he say?" Isaac looks his sister over, looking for any major wounds.
"He didn't say anything... Well I mean he did, but it was in a different language, I didn't understand it."
"Did he hurt you?"
"No, he didn't, Isaac. What is this all about?" She asks as he leads her out of the hallway onto the deck. Everyone was jumping ship as the men fired on everyone.
"Stay down." He tells his sister, causing her to glare at him.
"I'm American too you know, Isaac. I know how to shoot." She pulls her pistol out and starts firing off rounds as they take cover by the other American men that they came with.
She fires as the men cheers, all of them getting excited with shooting the men, while the Egyptologist hid behind them. "Americans." Madeline looks over and sees the man, Johnathan standing there and looking at them just as one of those men came running out, knocking over a table that they had by them and running at Johnathan. Isaac turns and he and his sister starts firing off rounds at the man, saving Johnathan from being killed. "I say, bloody good show, chaps." He tells them, causing Madeline to roll her eyes and resume firing.
Suddenly the fire became more intense around them, causing them to finally take their leave and jump over boat. They swim up the river before arriving at the beach. The men work on getting the horses out of the water, screaming at the diggers to hurry up, while Madeline rung her hair out. "I feel like a wet rat." She moans to her brother.
"You'll be fine in a few hours." He tells her as he shakes off like a dog. "Come on, doggie! Give them a smack, would ya?" Isaac orders as he grabs two horses reins. "Here, take your pick little sister." She smiles and picks the deep brown one with the black mane. "Did I make up for what happened?"
"It's pretty enough horse." She agrees causing him to smile.
"So, not that bad of a birthday, huh?" She rolls her eyes and shakes her head.
"I still am mad you, yup defiantly still mad."
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So I feel as if there isn't enough of The Mummy fanfiction, which is why I decided to do one. I also wanted to something other than Rick or Johnathan's sister, so I did Henderson, who I absolutely love and wished was in the second movie. Maybe I'll change that depending on how I feel. Give him a love interest in the sequel... Tell me what you guys think of this chapter and story so far.