Hey everyone! This is my first The Mummy Fanfic (I mean, the first I've had the courage to publish). I have a few chapters written and the whole story already planned. Please review I would love to receive critics and suggestions.
Setting: It's set 1 year after the first movie Rick and Evie are married and Evy is pregnant with Alex.
Description: One year after The Mummy, Evy is still haunted by the memories and begins to have dreams about her past. When a different and more powerful creature joins Imhotep, will our beloved characters be able to tame it? When past and present collide, will they be able to find what matters? There's only one way out and it's through their own minds.
The power of the mind
By Érica
Chapter One: The Right Place
The young museum worker received the boxes brought from Egypt. Those were going to the new museum room and he was in charge of putting everything in its right place. For someone that had been working there for such little time, it was an honor to have that responsibility.
Making an effort to carry all the boxes up at once, he didn't seem to notice a red medallion that slipped from one of the boxes, landing silently to the ground. He continued going up the stairs oblivious to the fact.
The British Museum was already closed and only those that worked there remained inside. Soon, it was time for them to go home as well.
Jonathan Carnahan glanced at his wrist watch, 7:10pm. He was a bit late, a lot late for British standards, but who cares? He was always late anyway. Jonathan entered the double doors of the Museum and went straight to the library. He knew his sister would be there, she was always there.
He spotted her sitting peacefully in a chair facing the window. He observed the huge book piles that sat on his sister's desk. She probably has read them all. If she noticed his presence, she surely didn't make it seem like it. Without making any noises, he watched her reading her book in a daze; he crossed the room and put his hand gently on her left shoulder. Noticing an intruder, she gasped and quickly turned to see who it that was disturbing her relationship with her book.
-Jonathan!- Evelyn O'Connell exclaimed hitting her brother playfully with the now closed book.
-That hurts, you know?- Jonathan said referring to the gesture.
Thinking that didn't even need a verbal answer, she simply stood up and once more hit his temple with the book.
-Hey, calm down, old mum! I'm only here to pick you up.- He said putting his hands up as if surrendering, as he let out a light chuckle.
-You gave me quite scare, Jonathan, don't do that anymore, would you?
-Since when did you start getting scared so easily? For what I knew, you were the most courageous girl in the neighborhood!
-I AM courageous. I'm just easily scared now; it doesn't mean I don't have courage! Of course I have courage!- She answering a bit offended by his remark, how could he think she was not courageous?
- Alrighty then, you're still courageous, I used the words wrong, my bad. But you sure didn't use to be that easily scared.
-That was…That was before Hamunaptra.- She shivered at the use of the last word. One year after that little adventure, Evy still couldn't believe all that had happened. Still, she talked about the City of the Dead as if it was forbidden, and in ways it was. She always said that name quietly, as if keeping a secret, as if saying it out loud would resurrect all the horror once again, as if it was constantly haunting her. – I'll get my purse, be back in a minute and then we can go. – She added trying to change the topic of the conversation.
Evelyn left the giant library of the British Museum, leaving her brother there by himself. Remembering that it was never good to leave Jonathan alone with many precious and delicate things, she looked back for a moment.
-Jon? Don't touch anything all right?- It even looked as if she was speaking to a child. And Jonathan answered her just like a child would have, a simple nod and a funny face. Satisfied with his answer, Evie resumed her walk to the staff room to get her stuff.
Jonathan was now alone and decided to take a walk around the huge museum. What harm could it cause? He wouldn't touch or break anything. While cheerfully strolling through the corridors, he wondered what did his sister find so appealing in dead mummies and perched objects, do they clean these things? Like ever? Jonathan Carnahan was the type of person that only found real value in sparkling artifacts, but he wasn't about to discuss that with his sister, considering that she could find a piece of papyrus much more valuable than a pure gold jewel. Well, unless it was an Ancient Egyptian gold jewel.
Immersed in his thoughts, he didn't realized he was about to collide with a statue. He accidentally ran into a rock statue of a man, if Evy was there she would be able to explain to you exactly who it was and why it was in a museum including dates and everything. A large sound was heard echoing through the thin walls and Jonathan had a feeling his sister was in that exact moment looking for the cause of the bang. Regaining his composure, he put the statue up again relieved she hadn't found him yet. He picked up a few blue jewels from the ground that had fallen in the process and placed them again where he thought they belonged in the statue. Among the many blue jewels, he thought odd to find a single red medallion, while he pondered about it, he heard the click of high heels through the halls and in an impulse placed the medallion and it's chain on the neck of the statue. The moment the artifact touched its chest, Jonathan thought he felt something different in the room, but was too busy thinking about his sister's reaction to pay attention to it.
Evelyn walked into the room scared of the trouble Jonathan might have caused and was prepared to find an entire room destroyed. She was more than pleased to realize it was nothing.
-What happened?- She asked him with a serious look.
-What do you mean what happened, nothing happened.- Something in his tone showed her something was up but if she found out, she sensed she would have to spend the rest of the night cleaning whatever mess he had made and she was so tired she decided she would deal with it tomorrow, still, her conscious said the sooner the better, so she insisted, perhaps something hadn't really happened and she was over reacting to a simple noise.
-You mean nothing?
-Not a thing, sister dear.
-I heard a noise, you sure nothing happened?
-Noise? What noise? I didn't hear a single thing.
Evelyn then thought she might have heard something. God knew how many times she had woken up scared, swearing she had heard someone downstairs and would wake Rick up. He would, then, go down to search through the empty house at her request , only to go back to their room and say it was nothing, all was only something of her imagination. Sometimes, the noises were so real, like this time, that it was difficult to convince herself, she was imagining it all.
-Shall we go now?- He suggested after a void when neither spoke.
-Yeah, let's go. Where's Rick by the way?
-He had to run a few errands downtown, but he will be back in time for dinner.
That's it for today, hope you enjoyed. I plan to update tomorrow or within a week. Let's play a game? The faster you review, the faster I update. Deal? Hahaha thank you for reading!
Érica.