Well, after seeing Night at the Museum 2 for the 3rd time I decided that It was time for me to stop writing fanfiction in my head and start to put it down on paper... well sort of. Anyway. I'm going to give a quick overview of characters, start with a background on my character, and then move ahead.! Please Read and Review its my first fanfiction!
Re-Baeh-Kah: A slave girl brought from lower Danube to serve the Pharaoh Amenemhat. She was re-named from her Germanic name to represent; Re, the sun god, Ba, from Bastet goddess of fertility, Eh from Sekehment The goddess of war, and Kah from Kahuet, the goddess of night. She is strong but obedient. Basically, She knows her place. She has dark blond hair and blue eyes making her a rather unusual slave.
AhkmunRah: The Youngest Son of Ahmenemhat. He is kind, competitive, and an honest man. He is tall with Dark hair and Dark eyes and is gorgeous. He is his parents pride and joy. He is constantly in Sibling rivalry with his Older brother KahmunRah. Ahkmunrah is intelligent and enjoys learning about both Egypt's history and the fast-changing world around them.
KahmunRah: The Oldest Son of Ahmenemhat. He is basically the opposite of his brother. He strives to best his brother in everything. KahmunRah has terrible ambition and will use any means to gain the advantage. He is shorter than his brother with cruel eyes and long hair he wears braided with intricate ornaments. His voice has a slight lisp which makes him sound slightly like a snake.
Al Capone: A famous Gangster from Chicago. He's a good looking Italian with Dark hair and eyes and a short temper. He has no problem using muscle to get his way. He's chauvinistic and treats women like property. He's excellent with his Tommy gun and has a whole gang who would happily give their lives for him. He's Strong, charming, and very Clever.
Larry Daley: The Man who used to be the Night guard for the New York Museum of National History but has since seen success in the world of small appliances. He occasionally visits to see all of his friends at the museum but his new job and spending time with his son usually get in the way of those visits.
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**Ancient Egypt**
"My Sons!" Pharaoh Ahmenemhat called out, smiling at his two boys made their way to his throne.
"Yes Father." They replied, looking up at him. KahmunRah was eager to get back to his harem and shifted his weight impatiently. AhkmunRah had been with his tutors.
"I have a game for you two." The Pharaoh said, his eyes sparkling.
The boys looked at each other in confusion. It was a well known fact that they didn't get along, the idea of them playing a game together was an odd one.
"We're going to have a Chariot Race! The winner will receive this!," he waved his arm to a place behind the boys.
The Royal Guards were bringing a young woman into the courtyard. Her hair was a different color than most in the court had seen before. She was pale in comparison the the dark-skinned Egyptians. She was slightly resisting her captors and they could see the her muscles straining against the ropes. She was dressed in traditional slave garb, a white skirt, and a top the bared her arms, stomach, and back. When she was before the princes they could see her eyes, blue-green orbs that glared up at them. She took a deep breath and bowed.
"This is ReBaehKah. The armies captured her on our last conquest in Danube. She is multilingual, and will serve as a slave and bodyguard to the victor." with this the Pharaoh ordered the Chariots to be prepared. The princes went to their chariots and waited for the signal. The Pharaoh extended his hands, held them, and let them fall. They took off leaving a cloud of dust behind them.
ReBaehKah watched with dread. She was worried about who would win. She had heard stories of the elder Prince. He was know for being ruthless. She had heard stories of how he had to keep replacing the women in his harem because his sick thrills had killed several. Her heart was in her throat. She wished more than anything that she was back in her homeland. Egypt was so bright and her pale skin was not used to the constant sun. She sighed. Her parents would be ashamed of her acting so melancholy. ReBaehKah decided that she would try and escape as soon as possible but until that time would serve her new master as well as she could. Perhaps if she did she could gain favor and more freedoms.
The Princes were tied and straining toward the finish line. KahmunRah attempted to ram AkmunRah's chariot. This maneuver failed and his chariot overturned. AhkmunRah crossed the finish line and ReBaehKah let out a small shout of excitement. KahmunRah and crawled out of his chariot and was beating the horse.
The Pharaoh smiled at his younger son and gave his the ropes that held his prize. ReBaehKah looked at him timidly. The Prince was very handsome, she had never seen a man with such beautiful dark eyes. She bowed to her new master. AhkmunRah smiled at her and asked if she was going to behave. She nodded and he cut the rope around her wrists. ReBaehKah smiled at him and he led her to the palace.
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"So that's how you two met?" Sacajawea asked as she and ReBaehKah, (who now went by Rebecca to make it easier on everyone else.)
"Yes," Rebecca replied, her eyes shining as she thought about it.
"Well, what happened next?"
"I wasn't exactly thrilled with the idea of being a slave but I got used to it rather quickly. Ak enjoyed my company so we spent many hours just talking. After only a few months I realized I felt something for him. I thought this was foolish because I was a slave and he was a Prince of Egypt. I learned, however, that he felt for me to. One night while we were walking and he began to talk about love, and how it confused him. He turned to me and I'll never forget how he looked in the moonlight. He pulled me to him and kissed me.. and that was it. I was a goner. KahmunRah had tried to assassinate his parents and steal the throne. He was banished and left the palace disgraced. Ak had been given the throne. We were so excited because we knew when he was king he'd have the power to marry me. Well, his parents passed away and he became king. After he had ruled for a year he asked me to marry him and of course I accepted. The night before our wedding at a celebration feast is when we died. His food taster hadn't shown up and he was eager to begin the festivities. I had heard rumors of people wanting my love dead so I refused to let him drink the wine and stole his cup. The poison in it was fast acting. I died in his arms. He kissed my lips and the poison infected him too."
"Wow, that's kind of romantic in a disturbing way." Sacajawea said shaking her head and smiling.
"It is.. but if he hadn't kissed me then Egypt wouldn't have lost such a great leader."
"Ah... But then I wouldn't get to be with you." AhkmunRah grabbed Rebecca around the waist and kissed her on the cheek.
"I can't believe this is our last night together." Sacajawea sighed.
Rebecca and AhkmunRah nodded in agreement. The idiots on the board had decided that the old exhibits were too boring for the fast-paced city of New York. They were going to be shipping many of the exhibits to the Federal Archives in the Smithsonian. Rebecca and AhkmunRah were going to stay, along with a few others like Teddy, and Rexy but it wouldn't be the same without their friends.
They looked around at all of the other exhibits who were taking a walk around the museum together for the last time. Among them was Larry Daley. He looked terrible. It had been a long time since his last visit and he blamed himself for not sticking up for the exhibits. Rebecca shook her head and pulled closer to AhkmunRah.
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The exhibits who were being shipped off to storage began to climb back into their crates. Rebecca hugged them and said goodbye to her friends. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she held Sacajawea, her best friend at the museum. She turned to AhkmunRah who held her and kissed her softly. He smiled and said he was going back to his sarcophagus. Rebecca smiled and kissed him.
"I'll be there in a minute."
Rebecca helped her friends shut their crates. She saw Sacajawea and Teddy saying goodbye and her heart broke. She turned to avoid crying again. Suddenly she noticed a flash of gold in the crate that contained Dexter the monkey. She saw that it was the Tablet of AhkmunRah. Rebecca frowned and crawled into the crate beside Dexter.
"Give me that you little troublema-"
Rebecca wasn't able to finish her sentence because right then, the sun came up.