I do not own The Mummy nor characters, but my own, Aziza.
The camel I was on came to stop as we made it to my old and new home in Egypt. Leaving America was a tough decision, but I had to go out and find him. The past few years have been dire and I had to make him hate me in order to get him to leave. Now that they are gone I searched for him to forgive me, to forgive me for leaving him alone with no explanation. Why I came back to Egypt was unknown to me. He could've gone home in America. However, something sent me here for a reason I could not understand. Maybe it was because he grew up here. We were here before but it was only for a year and I think of him every day.
When I was a child my parents were personal servants for the Everest's. We leaved in a small house on their land. It was close enough to be of help when they needed it. My family and the Everest lived there until one day Mr. Everest was in Egypt and he found a mummy's tomb. I could never remember the mummy's name.
After that we all packed up and moved to Cairo, Egypt. It was hot in Egypt. And that was saying something. We came from the south in America. And we were used to the hot humid air. However, it was hot and dry here. My parents acted as if they used to live here. And they were. They were from Africa and ended up in America. They never told me why or how, but as long as we were happy I didn't think of it.
When I made it to eighteen my parents died from exposer while helping Mr. Everest with the tomb he found. It was upsetting for me, but in that week the worst and best thing happened to me. Nothing can make me forget those days.
A few days after their deaths and funeral I was on my horse, a gift from Mrs. Everest who always wanted a daughter, and on my way back to my home when I saw a young man getting hit by two big men. They were taller and stronger than him. Without thinking I jumped off my horse and lifted my long skirt to grab my gun from its holster.
The men backs were to me so I held up the gun and said, "Let him go or you'll get hurt." The young man looked up with a bloody nose and lip. His hair was to his shoulders. I couldn't see since it was dark out and only so many places had lights on.
They both turned around and one said, "And who do you think you are…" He saw the gun in my hand ready to be fired. He looked pensive while his friend stood there confused at what to do. The first one pushed the young man to the ground and said, "He isn't worth my time anyway." The man turned and walked away followed by his friend.
The young man got up from the ground. "Thanks for the help, but I'll be on my way now." He started to walk away, but I jogged up to his limping form and gently grabbed his arm. He jumped, surprised at my actions.
"You don't have to leave." I moved my arm back down. "By the looks of it you could use a nice bath and new clothes." He looked a little offended, but he had to admit that he was dirty. "I'm not trying to be rude, but honest. Come back with me and I can get you something to eat. What do you say?"
He nodded his head almost reluctantly. "Sure." With that I mounted the horse first and he jumped right in after me. "You never did tell me your name." His hands made their way around my waist. My breath hitched, but he didn't notice.
"Nor did you," I turned and looked at him. "My name is Aziza Ballo. And yours?" I asked him.
He studied me for a moment and I turned back to head home, he said, "Rick." As an afterthought he said, "Rick O'Connell." After that I took off into the direction of my home.
From that day on Rick and I have been inseparable. The Everest's' were worried at first, but when they saw how much he made me happy they didn't mind. I loved him and we did everything together. When I turned 19 and he turned 21 we got married. It made me worry if someone would try to break us apart since I was an African and Rick was American. Back in the south people wouldn't approval of it, but on one seemed to judge us in Egypt.
However, it didn't last for very long. I found myself in trouble with these men in red robes while on a hunt with Mr. Everest and his son along with Rick; they were deep in the pyramid while I stayed outside. The leader threatened me. Saying something along the lines of a reincarnation and that I needed to leave or else he'll hurt everyone I loved. That included Rick when he had seen the ring on my finger.
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The sand made temple was cool on the inside as I dusted off some artifacts they found. Mr. Everest, Ben, was leading them. His son, Matthew, loved looking for lost possessions. And Rick was deeper in the temple digging around.
I was brushing off some off the ancient objects when I heard a noise from the entrance. I saw men in red outfits walking in the building. I got up and hide behind a pillar.
A dark skinned man, guessing the leader, said, "Is this where you saw her enter, Ada?" Someone let out a deep yes. "Well, search for her. If she was to ever discover who she was, it can end badly for everyone."
The men separated into small groups and walked around the temple. I backed away slowly trying to hide my harsh breathing. A pair of men came over in my direction. "Why are we hunting down some woman? We could be finding something worthy of value." One said.
"Because you idiot. If the reincarnation of Aziza was to be brought back to life she would be a problem to our future plans." He paused, "She was a trainer, teacher, and a second mother to princess Nefertiri. She protected her and loved her dearly. After what Imhotep did, she would set out for revenge on him. And that cannot happen."
"Then why not kill her." The first man asked.
"Why must you ask questions you should know the answer to?" He huffed, "There are rumors, if the body dies and the current spirit will leave, Aziza will be in full command of the woman and she will return to her duty."
The man sounded too close so I got up and back away from the pillar into another man that I didn't see. He grabbed me and yelled to his companions. I didn't want to scream, they would hurt them if they came looking for me. So I kept quiet.
The leader of the group came forward. His face was stone, "It seems our little Aziza found us instead." He pulled me closer to him. "Ever since you stepped on this land you were bound to lose yourself." He pulled a sword out. "I know you heard what he said. And you will be told once. You are to leave Egypt. You are to tell no one of this encounter or we will know. If you do not listen we will find your family," he looked to my hand and held it up, "And your dear husband…"
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I couldn't stand to see Rick or my family hurt so I left in order to keep them safe and that I needed to research anything this woman was or if I can find anything about her at all. I took the money my parents left me and went to America and back to the home in the South that the Everest still owned. That was the day my heart broke, but it was for the best.
For four years I haven't seen Rick and it would tear me up at times. It wasn't easy, but to know that I could keep him safe helped me a lot. The men would show up random places and I couldn't have Rick with me one day and then have him gone the next to make sure that I listened to them.
Right now I was leaving from finding him and heading to the library to get back to work. I work with Dr. Bey and Evelyn Carnahan there. He agreed to hire so I could keep Evy from messing up the library, but sometimes she was too clumsy to help. And I was also a reader of hieroglyphics. The words came easily to me since I started to learn.
I walked in to hear loud crashes and a scream. I shook my head "Evelyn." I walked into the book area where Dr. Bey was yelling at Evy.
His back was to me and Evelyn faced me. "Look at this! Sons of the Messiah! Give me frogs, flies, locusts, anything but this! Compared to you, the other plagues were a joy!"
Evelyn started picking up some books, "I am so very sorry it was an accident."
"When Ramesses destroyed Syria, it was an accident. You are a catastrophe! Look at my library!" He pointed around, "Why do I put up with you?"
"You put up with me, because I can read and write ancient Egyptian, decipher hieroglyphs and hieratic, and I'm the only person within a thousand miles who knows how to properly code and catalogue this library. That's why."
"I put up with you because your mother and father were our finest patrons. That's why, Allah rest their souls. I don't care how you do it. I don't care how long it takes. Straighten up this mess."
Mr. Bey stopped only for a moment to look at me and shake his head, too angry to say another word. I walked up behind Evy as she turned her head from hearing something in the back. "You go check it out I'm going to… move things a bit." I told her and she nodded her head.
She left to the museum part of the library while I had begun picking up books and putting them to the side for the book cases to go back up. After a few minutes a scream sounded in the back. I stopped what I was doing and ran into the back. The room was lit by fire. I walked to the back to see Evy standing next to Jonathan.
"Please tell me I found something." I heard him say.
Evelyn was smiling, "Jonathan, I think you found something."
"What did you find?" I said from behind the statue causing them to jump.
Evy just smiled and got up. She dragged me and Jonathan to Mr. Bey.
"You see the cartouche there? It's the official royal seal of Seti the First. I'm sure of it." She told Mr. Bey.
"Perhaps." Was all he said.
"Two questions," Jonathan spoke up. "Who the hell was Seti the First? And was he rich?" I rolled my eyes as I stood by the window.
"He was the second pharaoh of the 19th dynasty, said to be the wealthiest pharaoh of them all."
I drowned out the rest of the conversation knowing very well why each of them wanted to get involved. Jonathan was greedy and Evelyn wanted to find lost possessions for dead men. All I know there will hell on Earth if they try to mess with this stuff. I was spooked ever since.
"Oh my goodness, look at that." Mr. Bey yelled.
I turned around to see Jonathan and Evy on the ground trying to put out the fire.
"You burnt it. You've burned off the part with the lost city?" Said Jonathan holding the map.
"It's for the best I'm sure. Many men have wasted their lives in the foolish pursuit of Hamunaptra. No one's ever found it. Most have never returned." He said calmly.
