My Version of the Mummy
In detail
Chapter 3
Her mind was numb, he was being hanged? Sure Rick and she had gotten into their fair share of fights where there was a high possibility of getting shot, but that was only a possibility. This was certain to happen, Rick was being hanged!
Evelyn and the warden had already moved away, leaving her brother on the floor, much like she used to do, God dammit she was referring to Rick in the past tenths. It was impossible to think straight, impossible to keep balance she noticed as her left shoulder hit the ground. Had she fainted? She didn't think so, then again how could she know?
A barrel toppled over having come in contact with her, rather solid head...time to say shit! Blood surged to her paralysed muscles. Damn her stubbornness, nothing was moving, she was at wonder she could breath. A small group of guards were moving her way, if they found her she was in Shit Street alright, a woman, a woman sneaking in, covered in all manners of weapons. Yeah not good.
They were almost on top of her now, she could feel her heart beating loudly in her chest, she really didn't want to make today a double hanging, or maybe she did? Energy surged through her as she shot up surprising them all for a moment which was all she needed. She wasn't like Rick, fighting was her last resort, but still it was a resort. Instead she liked to be sly, like a fox, no, like a Vixen. She had to be, she wasn't as strong as all, okay maybe most of them, there was a real scrawny guy in the corner.
Moving quickly she jumped the fallen barrel and ran for it, what can I do? What can I do, come on use your brain girl! Smiling she spotted a length of rope sitting on a very dodgy stool, the only problem it was near the scrawny guy, nah no problem.
She darted across the courtyard paying no attention to the speckling of quiet shots that hit the ground, eyes only for the rope when she felt herself being lifted. Struggling she realised that scrawny guy may not have been that scrawny after all, but no matter. She wriggled, moving like she was set alight but his grip only tightened. So she snapped her head back feeling it connect loudly with his, he dropped her and she collapsed on the floor, the world spinning around her, note to self, never use the head.
Crawling up she stumbled erratically to the rope, shaking her head as a means to clear it, always keep a clear head in a fight Charlotte. How many times did Rick drill that into her brain? Too many times if she could randomly quote it. Acting in hindsight, she wrapped the rope around the ankle of disgruntled guard she'd just disorientated, manoeuvring it so she had both of the ends, one in the left hand one in the right.
Turning she dodged a fist, that was close, and wrapped the rope around his wrist, he then threw a cross punch at her face again which she once again retaliated by wrapping with the rope. She then jumped over him using his tied hands as a spring board, stumbling slightly on the landing, nobody's perfect. This had the guard in a very awkward position with his hands tied, and resting behind his head, well we can't have that, She pulled the rope taught as she ducked through the spread legs of another guard. The one she had just tangled up was now kissing scrawny-guy's-but-not-actually-that-scrawny-guy's ankle...much better.
She now had one guard in a bit of a predicament; let's just say you wouldn't want rope burn there. She smirked to herself but was brought out of her amusing musings by a hard, and quite painful, punch to her jaw. The predicament guard fell hard as she landed on him, she scrambled not so elegantly off him and looked up at her attacker. Why do the really big ones always come after you last? She didn't have much time to think as the predicament guard got up, she once again she avoided a punch thrown to the head by sliding through his legs, she misjudged the slide, sliding through the big guards legs as well. Ducking as the large guard reached back to grab her she wrapped his arms pulling taught on the rope. It was like a chain reaction. The larger guard barrelled into the predicament guard, who was trying to free himself and they in turn were catapulted toward the small pile of guards already tied up. Before any of them recovered she tied a tight knot.
Smiling at her work she turned, and greeted a pole, ow! Rubbing her forehead she stumbled her way into the maze of hallways of Cairo prison.
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Same day, courtyard in Cairo prison
Rick was in trouble, quite deep trouble, if he really thought about it he was probably drowning right now. He struggled roughly as they dragged him into the courtyard, swallowing convulsively as the noose came into sight. Deep, deep trouble.
A dust trail followed behind him as his still booted heels dug into the dry ground, it wasn't really helping but it made him feel better to try. Looking up he noticed that woman, wasn't her name Erin or something? Sat next to her was the filthy warden who'd probably ordered this hanging.
Prisoners were gathered at the bars of their cells, ready to watch the show. Grimacing as his heels hit the wood of the stage he resigned to hit fate. Maybe he should of just died in the desert, at least Charlotte, he had no idea why he was using her first name so often, would have had that instead of this cowardly death. What a great way to remember your bother, died at the hang man's noose in Cairo prison.
The warden and that woman were arguing, he hoped she was arguing for his life, and he hoped she would hurry up as he could of sworn that he'd seen Charlie slinking in the shadows.
"Any last requests?" One of the guard who had dragged him in asked as the noose was placed over his neck.
"Yeah, take this off and let me go." He could help the small tone of desperation that had entered his voice when he'd said that. Charlie had already seen one family member die; it wouldn't help to see her brother die as well. He had no idea what it would do to her. Sure she wasn't delicate but she wasn't tough either. She'd only learnt that from him and from being on the run most of the time. He knew from experience that she needed to be handled with care, sometimes they could comfortably talk about their past life at home, reminisce, but other times, usually after a hard day she would break at the mere mentioning. Like any older brother he just wanted to see her happy, sure he'd tired to even find her a man, didn't work out well.
Rick shook his head in amusement when the guard actually asked if they should let him go. Really who was that stupid? His smile didn't last long as the floor dropped from beneath him.
It's a strange feeling being strangled by your own body weight, most definitely not to be recommended. With his every movement the rope got tighter. His linked with the shocked ones of his sisters who was stood stock still, half concealed in the shadows. The shouting all around him was loud and his head felt like it would explode. When his feet hit the ground he was beyond shocked.
He gasped for air, letting his constricted windpipe expand, his burning lungs soothed when the reassurance of Oxygen bathed them and his head was finally clearing. He stole a glance at his sister who glared at him as she sunk back into the shadows; oh he was in for it.
He rolled looking to where the woman, Evelyn, yes that was her name, was smiling down at him. How she got him down he'd never know, but he was certainly not going to forget it...or her name. The warden on the other hand looked rather annoyed; he must be if he was out done by a woman no less. That brought a smile to Ricks face as he waited for his head ache to clear.
15...15...15...15...15
A few minutes before Rick was hanged, same place
You would think that they would make this place easier to navigate around. She had gotten lost almost five times, Sure I'd didn't help that she'd walked into a pole but still, when they said maze they meant MAZE!
Her brain was beginning to melt with the number of corners and turns she had taken, how the dumb Egyptian guards found their way around she would never know. Letting her feet drag she turned the next corner and was greeted by light, finally!
She sighed in relief but quickly turned it to a gasp, he was stood on a platform with a noose around his neck smiling, SMILING god dammit. She moved carefully into the shadows, her headache and rain melt completely forgotten. All she needed to do was cut the rope before they dropped him.
She was too late, resisting the urge to scream his name she watched as the lever was pulled and his body dropped, she waited for the snap of his neck, it didn't come. She looked at him, just like mum, she couldn't think that, she couldn't let herself. Her breath caught as he struggled, his skin colour fading from lack of Oxygen. She should do something, but the familiarity of the situation had her frozen to the spot. There was nothing she could do that wouldn't get herself killed and Rick would murder her if she got killed trying to save him. Had she been in any other frame of mind she would of picked up on her mistake, you can't murder someone that was already dead. But her brother was hanging there pitifully as his life was chocked from him. Her head throbbed as she tried to think of something, anything. Her hand strayed to a dagger on her belt, she'd never been good at throwing, but she had to do something!
Preparing the throw, she watched as he was cut down, what? He looked at her and she glared at him for putting her through that. She knew, somewhere deep in her heart, that she should be grateful he was alive but she was just angry. This was his entire fault. If he hadn't been a twat and gotten drunk after she brought him back home, and then gotten himself involved in that fight then she wouldn't of been here about risk her own life for his fat arse. She disappeared back into the maze of hallways, her angry mind leading her to the easiest way out. She'd wait for him outside, and then she'd tell him exactly what she thought of his stupid, dumb arse.
Okay, I know that I updated this really quickly, but the idea was just nagging me in my head so I had to write it down. I hope id did the fight scene justice because I've never written one before. I also hope that I added the right amount of comedy into the story. I really want this one to work out because I Love the Mummy so much and I want to do it justice. I really need your reviews top reassure me that I am doing the right thing by this story. I also realise that I am only doing this by Rick's and Charlie's point of view, that's only because it think that I can write then better because I can relate to them and the same goes with Ardeth. I find that I can see them better in my mind so I rather be writing in the POV of a character I can understand. Please Please PLEASE REVIEW because I need to know what your opinions are.
Lots of Love and thanks to DovieDM-1991-Promised Wings and angel19872006 for reviewing my story, Love Charlotte xxx
