Red Eyes
Chapter One: The Poem
Looking around the tomb, no one would expect to find a thousand year old sand spirit who happened to have gotten trapped there. And no one would expect said sand spirit to be a girl. No, no one would believe it.
So, when Evelyn and Jonathan Carnahan and Rick O'Connell lowered themselves down into the tomb of the High Priest Imhotep, they didn't expect to stir up a sand spirit. Nope, they hadn't expected it in the least. And maybe that was a good thing.
"Hey! Come look at this!" Jonathan yelled, confused why a poem written in anything other than hieroglyphics would be carved into the tomb of an Ancient Egyptian.
"I don't know what language that's in. I think it might be Persian, but I'm not entirely sure…" Evy shook her head.
'It's Persian…' a child's voice whispered in her ear. 'Please help me…I've been trapped here for so long…if only I destroy the High Priest, then I will be free again…'
"D…did you just hear that?"
"Hear what?"
"I thought I heard something. Like…a child's voice." Suddenly, the sand at the bottom of the tomb began to stir, even though there wasn't a single breath of breeze. It swirled, blinding the trio. When it settled down, a girl of maybe ten or twelve stood before them. She had long black hair pulled back into a ponytail. She wore a simple tunic of white cloth. She wore boots. A bow and quiver of arrows was strapped to her back and a sword hung in a scabbard from her waist. The sand shifted, but stayed around her feet.
'I am Nasrin….' the voice was the same as the one Evy had heard in her head. 'I am the Princess of the Sands…you must help me. I will not be free to wonder the sands again until the High Priest is destroyed…'
"How do we know you're not bad?" Rick asked.
'You don't…You'll just have to trust me…just as I must trust you to be set free again. I have longed to be free for so long.'
"Who put you in here?"
'I don't know…I was just minding my own business, then I was trapped here. I don't remember coming here. Just going to sleep and then waking up here. I don't remember much, but I think they didn't realize I was here…'
"Well, I know we'll help you."
'Thank you…' she smiled.
"Um, do you know where a sarcophagus is, by any chance?"
'Yeah. It's up there.' She pointed upward. 'Oh, and you might need the key.' She smiled again and disapated into sand. 'I will be here if you need any help…just call my name…"
"Yes…um, thank you!" they go no reply.
"So, where did she saw the sarcophagus was?" Jonathan asked.
"Upward. Though how it's up there is anyone's guess." Evy was puzzled by what the girl had said. What was her name again? Oh, yes, Nasrin.
A/N: here's the poem in Persian. It wouldn't translate 'unopened' as you can see… اجازه مقبره بودن بنا برای هزار سال unopened. اجازه دهید او به دام افتاده باشد. اجازه شاهزاده ماسه گرفتار می شود. او باید نه آزاد میکند. او خطرناک است. او می تواند زمین او خواهد بود اگر او بداند زمین نا مناسب اجازه مقبره بودن بنا برای یک میلیون سال unopened از بین ببرد. سپس او به نور را مشاهده کنید...
The first person who can tell me what 'the dagger' is from in the first chapter, i'll write them a oneshot!
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