Oh My, Mummy!
I just couldn't help it. This idea came to me, and it was so ABSURD, I just had to write it down before I forgot... ;) I have no idea if this is gonna be a oneshot, or if I continue it...you guys tell me!
Enjoy~
Summery:
Misty Waterflower, is a famous Kanto archeologist, and being only 16 years old at that! She takes an excavation job that many people are afraid to do, and in doing so...she has maybe got into more than she bargained
for...
"Where's my trowel!?" I exclaim, knocking over my table haphazardly and stubbing my toe on a tent nail.
"OW!"
"Miss Waterflower...?" a voice asks nervously.
"What!?" I snap, wiping my sweaty forehead and swatting my wet, sunset bangs out of my eyes.
"Your trowel is right here..." I put my white gloved hands on my hips, and stalk over to my assistant.
"Thank you," I state. "Where did you put my soil core?"
"It is outside with all the rest of your equipment." I let out a loud breath.
"I didn't give up becoming a Gym Leader to have to deal with annoying, and useless people who don't tell me where they put my stuff when they're done!" I complain, before pushing the flap of my tent aside and walking into the desert. The sun glares down from above on the desert-like Cinnabar Island, and I wipe my sweat from my eyes before dusting off my gray shorts.
"Mam!" a voice calls, and I turn to see a scientist running towards me in combat boots.
"We found a new passageway! Please come right away!" she calls. I turn to my assistant.
"GRAB MY STUFF!" I exclaim, dashing across the cracked earth, and towards the excavation sight.
~.0.~
The stuffy air makes it hard to breathe, but that doesn't phase me; I need to study the new passageway, it could shed some light on the last great civilization in the world before it fell. Plus, pyramids haven't been built since, so... I shake my flashlight and walk into a small cavern. The walls are mostly blank rock, except for a few places where there are etchings of people and pokemon.
Two other archaeologists are studying some ancient runes on the walls, and writing down each symbol. I head over to the large, door-like portion of the wall, and take my equipment bag from my gasping assistant's grasp.
Pulling out my tongue depressor, I begin chipping away dust and grime from the symbols, and squint in the dark. The ancient language we've translated up til now still doesn't make much sense...but if I could just move some of this grit...
I put some muscle into my scraping, and knock a large chunk off of the wall, before grinning triumphantly.
That's short lived however, because the next minute, I'm falling down a sheer drop off, and I'm too surprised to even scream.
~.0.~
The drop turns into more of a slide, and I lose my tongue depressor on the way..maybe that's what I accidentally jabbed myself with when I tried to stop falling. The tunnel abruptly stops, and I tumble across some rocky ground for a few feet before stopping.
Holding my stinging scrapes, I reach blindly for my extra flashlight, and pull it off of my belt before switching it on. My eyes widen in shock. This room is completely empty, and looks like a normal cave. I must've fallen into a robber trap or something...everyone did say this place was cursed..
I cuss loudly under my breath, and sit down to allow my aching body a rest.
After a couple minutes of thought, my stomach growls, and I pull my lunch from my equipment bag, which, by some miracle, I didn't lose on the fall. Munching on it quietly, I wonder if the others noticed I'm gone. They probably didn't, those moronic airheads. I take a swig from my water bottle, and wipe my mouth. Well, if I'm going to be stuck down here, I might as well have a thorough look around.
Pushing myself to my feet with my sore hands, I stumble across the small room with my tiny flash light, which sheds hardly any light making it hard to see.
Damn it! Why didn't I bring my 24 hour one!? I face palm over and over, before putting my hand on the wall. I might as well look for a way out while I'm here...because there's no way my walkie-talkie would work so far below ground...I really need to invest in an Xtransceiver...
I look around the dark, tiny room, before taking one step back, and getting my heel caught in the wall.
"WHAT THE-!" I start, but shine my flashlight down to see an odd looking rock. Leaning down, I give it a hard push, and a loud grinding noise fills the air. I back up, and watch as the wall slides away, and another room appears.
My eyes widen, and I carefully enter it. The room glitters with jewels of every kind that are embedded in the walls and in piles on the floor, murals of legendary pokemon cover the walls, and a golden sarcophagus on the far side of the room. I ignore all the jewels; that's not something I'm interested in. What really interests me, are the Poke-glyphics and drawings on the walls. And I might look at the sarcophagus later.
~.0.~
After documenting the murals on the walls, I come out of my mesmerized state, and check my watch. It's been four hours already...
The pictures on the wall depict such pokemon as Celebi, and Arceus, floating above groups of humans, and some other pokemon dancing in circles. If I wasn't an archaeologist, I wouldn't understand any of this.
I rub my stomach, and take a sip of water. Maybe I'll preoccupy myself with studying the sarcophagus now. I climb over to it, and flip my notebook to a new page. That's when I notice the sarcophagus isn't a sarcophagus at all.
It's basically a full body mold of a PERSON inside a lidless coffin. I stumble backwards, and stare at the young face of male before me. He is wearing a Shendyt and his chest is uncovered, as his arms are crossed, while holding two scepters. Shaking my head, I walk back over to it, and start deciphering the dialogue written on the edges of the coffin.
I stare at the page of words I've written, and my face turns bright red.
~*To thee who unravel me from my slumber, put thy breath of life into me, thus, rightfully gaining the title of my savior*~
To someone who has translated such writing as this, it is quite simple.
My face feels incredibly hot, and I slap my cheeks.
The inscription basically says, to awaken him, to give him life, through breath...which means...it's sorta like CPR...but that easily can translate into...
I drop my notebook on the ground.
"DAMMIT! I CAN'T DO THIS!" The room echos my voice back at me, and I hug myself tightly.
I'm glad no one is here to see my childish behavior. I shouldn't be acting like this! I should just test out my theory and be done with it! It's not like it will work... I turn to look at the sleeping face of the...I guess I could say "mummy"...and move in closer.
I place a hand on the chest of the statue, and get on my tip toes before squeezing my eyes shut, leaning in and...
My lips are shut tightly, but I lightly brush them across the stone lips of the statue.
I'm still for a minute, waiting, but nothing happens. I'm opening one eye to see if anything has changed, but that is when I notice it...
Whatever my mouth is touching...it is warm.
Both my eyes fly open, and I stare into the cobalt eyes of another.
I stumble backwards yelling loudly.
"HOLY SHIT!"
Hehehe! This was just so interesting. I love Pokeshipping. I mean, c'mon! Ash is a MUMMY! What is weirder than that!?
Hmmmmm...maybe I should make this a twoshot..? I dunno...maybe. ;)
Please review!
Edit: 11/24/13 I added some descriptions since I forgot to do so when writing it. (I should never write in the middle of the night. -_- )
~Misty