WARNING DOES NOT GET M BUT GETS A LITTLE MORE T+ ATTEMPTED RAPE NOT VERY VISUAL.
"Well I never, now you release me right now! Put me down! It is highly inappropriate fro your hand to be there!" I said whilst kicking and thrashing.
In response to my statements she just squeezed my bottom harder! Even that creep Benny wasn't this bad! After he leered at me for to long he sent him via sand storm to Hamanaptra. He quit pawing at my dress and threw me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes! At least when O'Connell did that it was at least under good circumstances, well more like for a good reason. Speaking of O'Connell I hope he is okay, I felt a light smack on my bottom. Some one save me soon please…
I knew that there was really no time to waste before that despicable thing did something to MY Evelyn. In the back of my head I heard Jonathon complaining about the 'long walk.' Psssh was I the only one who wanted her back? I was about to respond to him but I heard a prudish English accent on the wind.
"Stop it! Put me down!"
"Was that Evie?" Jonathon asked. I gave him a deadpan look.
"Do to the time period the creature is from the only reason he would have to lift her is if he moved on from Anack-Su-Namun, and wished to mark her as his." Ardeth commented.
That THING wanted to mark MY Evelyn? Not a snowballs chance in hell, or not a mummy's chance with me in shooting range. "What do you mean mark her?" I rolled my eyes at Jonathon's naivety.
"What do you think?" I asked. He gave a small frown.
"Well I don't bloody know why else would I ask? I mean generally when a man asks something we wants the answer to the question or is that excluded to Americans? I mean-"
"Jonathon! Think about it, MARK HER!"
"I am thinking about it O'Connell! I mean… Oh… OOOHHHH. Not with my sister he wont! I mean there is a process! You have to ask the Father, or the guardian. You have to impress them, and prove to them that you will have a steady home for her! But then again he is a high priest of the Seti. What wait a minute he is the mummy that stole my sister! But love is love and she would kill me if she new I was trying to 'control her' but I mean for crying out loud he is a-" "
Jonathon! Most likely he isn't looking for her consent in this! And I don't know about you I will be damned before that happens to her."
Somehow I had been to busy struggling to get of this monsters arms, excuse my language, it seams I have missed the transition of scenery, to an ancient mummification slab! Currently I was tied by the wrists and ankles. The mummy just left, dragging that Benny fellow along with him. I tried tugging and pulling the ties off but all it did was turn my wrists and ankles bright red! I heard the ruffling of silk coming from the door way and I wished my head had been turned the other way. He was wearing his dirtied silk loin cloth, that's what I had heard, but its what was in his arms that scared me. A sword, with a look of pure lust in his eyes. 'Please no, not like this! O'Connell please save me!' I screwed my eyes shut as he walked closer to me, running his hand slowly down my side. I couldn't stop the shudder of revulsion that the simple acting caused me. But I wish that he would take it no further, that O'Connell would rescue me now. But no good ever came from wishing. I felt his hands roughly grip my neck.
"Look at me!" He demanded in a rough ancient language. I may be a bit to stubborn at times, at important times when it really would do me good to listen what people would tell me. This was one of those times. I knew that if I opened my eyes that this would all be real. That I was going to lose my innocence to a 3000 year old mummy. His one hand kept around my neck, gripping harder as he repeated his demand. His other arm was gripped my thigh painfully. I couldn't help it, I let out a yelp of pain.
"Look at me while I claim you. YOU ARE MINE!" And then when it all started to get to much to bare, I felt my brains slipping. His words slurred in my ears. I was about to give into lack of oxygen when I heard an indignant cry.
"Let go of my sister!"
When we got there we had to find the Book of Amun-Ra, that was the only way to save Evelyn. I'm not going to lie, it was surprisingly easy. That made me nervous, it meant that the mummy was to pre-occupied to care. Right now we gave Jonathon the book to distract the mummy so I could free Evelyn. By the time I got there she was nearing on unconsciousness. I grabbed a sword form a nearby statue and slowly snuck up behind him while he was paying attention to Jonathon. I quickly went to stab him in the back but he quickly turned around and threw me into the nearby wall. He said something I didn't understand, but due his gesturing at Evelyn I got the idea. He wanted her for himself. Infuriated I stood up quickly.
"Listen here you rotting freak! That is my girl, and if you touched her, I will kill you."
With that being said I shouted at Jonathon to open the book. But the mummy didn't care. He took his sword and cut a few inches off the bottom of the bottom of Evelyns night gown. She trashed, but didn't scream. She was too proud for that. He leaned closer for a kiss when she lifted up her knees and hit him, "Right where the sun don't shine. Harsh Evie, really harsh." Said Jonathon.
"Read from the book!" I shouted as the mummy was started to get up from the blow. "I can't get it open!" I glared at him.
"Don't you have to key?" He locked eyes with me, a look of dread, "The key whole is in the shape of a-a-a" I rolled my eyes, "A WHAT" The mummy had gotten up and was advancing quickly towards me. "An oval! But its ridiculously small! Like a locket…"
