Joanthan, Lin and the four O'Connell's slowly and painfully, slid out of the taxi

I don't own Mummy blah…blah…blah!

Emperor Er Shi Huangdi took in his surroundings and smiled at the bronze horses that stood before him. Suddenly the horses started to move. General Yang stood on a platform to the Emperor's left.

"I have awakened you, my lord. I live to serve you, and to attend to your final transformation. Allow me please to guide you to a safe haven."

The Emperor nodded curtly and Yang jumped onto the back of the chariot.

The Emperor Mummy snatched up the reins and started to whip the bronze steeds. The chariot burst forward and headed for a huge stained glass window directly ahead.

Rick O'Connell held a .38 Smith and Wesson revolver in each hand. Aimed for the Emperor's head. Yet it didn't surprise Rick as much as it pissed him off, when the bullet took off the Emperors ear, only to have it regenerate seconds later.

"Are you kidding me?"

Yang, who was not impervious got grazed in the arm by a ricochet bullet, aimed his own guns at Rick, causing Rick to duck behind a pillar.

In the meantime, another player was chaseing after the chariot. Roger Wilson, his tuxedo covered in dust, had a look of frustration as he perused his ride to fame, yelling, "Wait for me! Wait for me…!"

Rick had to admit that for an old SOB, of his age and weight, he was a fast runner. Wilson was even able to scramble his way along side the terra cotta Emperor. When the Emperor noticed the strange man attempting to hitch a ride. As he had no reason to recognize Wilson as an ally, the Emperor unsheathed his sword and swung it with a whoosh. The next thing the O'Connell's saw was Wilson's head fall to the floor followed closely by his body.

Unlike Wilson, Alex and Joan had successfully hitched a ride. Lin watched Joan's move, and imitated it. As she slid under the chariot, Joan and Alex held out their hands to pull her up. The three held on for dear life as the four bronze horses burst through the window in a spray of shattering glass. As the chariot landed and made it's way down the busy streets of Shanghai, Alex's, Joan's, and Lin's teeth chattered as if they had been in dipped in ice water.

A few minutes passed when Joan heard a voice that sounded like Jon's yelling something about his car. Looking back she saw that a large gash went down the entire length of the car, and Jon hopping into a truck.

The three carefully moved along the bottom of the chariot, to the rear of the cortege wagon that held the sarcophagus. When Joan looked back once again she saw a large firework heading for the chariot, before suddenly turning off course and into a fruit stand.

Please, let that have been a fluke and not the Emperor! Dad won't know that he has mastery over the elements.

Alex and Lin pulled Joan up and over the back bumper and onto the cortege wagon, where they hunkered down at the foot of the sarcophagus. The pounding hoof beats and the rumble over cobblestones gave them cover to whisper as they discussed a plan.

Alex handed Lin his pistol. "Cover me and my sister. We'll go after the Emperor…"

"Take him by surprise." Joan finished.

Lin handed the weapon back to Alex. "No, I'll go after the Emperor."

Alex grinned at her. "Trust us…my sister and I have a little more experience with mummies then you do."

"Only a little?" Joan said smiling.

But Lin insisted. "And I have the only weapon that can kill him!"

Joan and Alex locked eyes. She meant business. And after fighting with her, both siblings were convinced that she could handle herself.

"Okay then…" Joan nodded.

"You win, Lin…this time," Alex joked.

"And last time." Lin said as she crouched under Joan's arm. Joan chuckled slightly at the look on her brother's face.

As Alex and Joan aimed their guns at Yang and the Emperor's back, they suddenly heard a familiar voice come from behind them.

"Alex, Joan…" Rick yelled from the back of one of the bronze steeds. "Come on…jump!"

Alex and Joan signaled their father to back away.

"So much for our surprise…" Lin smirked.

"What can we say…"? Alex said annoyed. "The old man has a hero complex."

Suddenly a gunshot rang out and as the three ducked, they saw what they feared…Yang now knew that they had unwanted passengers.

"Use your weapon on the fire sticks!" the Emperor yelled annoyed.

"Ok…new plan…" Joan said. "We'll lay down cover. You, Lin go up and over. Ready?"

The two nodded. Alex and Joan began laying down fire and Yang ducked for cover while Lin dropped into the sarcophagus. She crawled over the eunuch to the other end of the sarcophagus. Her dragon blade at the ready, she popped up, ready to strike, Lin found herself face to face with Yang, who shot her twice at nearly point-blank range, blowing her back into the sarcophagus.

Both Alex and Joan screamed: "LIN!"

Joan dived into the sarcophagus to see if she could help Lin only to find her unharmed.

"How…Yang…you…but he…shouldn't you be dead or hurt at least?"

Suddenly Alex was crouching next to Joan with a similar look of shock on his face. "Oh, thank God…I thought you were dead!"

"Yang missed."

Alex and Joan didn't have time to contemplate how Yang could have possibly missed at such close range. Joan looked up to see the Emperor looking back at her. "Release the wagon!"

Moments later, the three felt the wagon start to spin as the chariot speed away without them. Alex pulled both women on top of him as he laid down flat upon the skeleton.

The audience at the Opera nearby got more then they bargained for as Rick came charging onto the stage atop of a headless bronze horse. And from the back, a large wagon spinning uncontrollably. When the wagon finally came to a stop, Rick yelled for his children, and out of the sarcophagus popped two hands.

"We're ok!" yelled Joan weakly.

"That's debatable." Alex moaned.