Cassie leaped forward and performed a somersault as she fell through a small, but big enough gap in the floor. The others were directly in front of her, but she did not worry about them at this time. Once she returned to her feet from the somersault, she continued to run. Eventually, she made it back to the edge that she climbed up from earlier. Derek and the others already climbed down, but she wanted to get down quickly so she jumped. She snapped her wrist out to grab the hook around her belt loop, snaps her wrist again to connect the hook to an exposed beam on the ceiling, swinging over and letting go. She planted both feet below her as they connected to the ground.

"What a land," she comments to herself before picking up on the run back to the entrance they came through. Before she moved on, she took the triangle object and bent it slightly, shocking Cassie upon the realization that the object can actually fold. She folded the triangle three times before it was small enough to fit in the back of her pants. She ran through and as soon as she was three feet outside, she was hit in the right hip by a missile-like object and fell belly first to the ground, sand being picked up in her face and blinding her for a brief second. She looks back at her attack and sees a soldier standing above her in a similar uniform to Zaman's. Only this time, this soldier had an actual gun and he was going to whack her head with it. He raised the butt of his assault rifle above his head, giving Cassie the chance to kick the soldier in the stomach with the heel of her right sneaker. The man folded over in immense pain, one hand going to his stomach with his other hand releasing the grip of his gun, dropping it to the ground.

Cassie sweeps the soldier off his feet, causing him to land on the seat of his cargo pants and allowing her to kick the soldier in the jaw, snapping his head back and knocking him out. She kips up to her feet just as another soldier with a knife charge at her.

Cassie punched the knife soldier in the gut first, locked the hand with the knife in her elbow and twisted his wrist, breaking his bone and snatching the knife from him. She hurls him to the side like a sack of potatoes before she is confronted by another soldier.

Cassie saw one soldier in front of her charging at her, but behind her, she saw five soldiers charging at her. One against six doesn't seem fair, she thought as a mischievous grin crossed her lips.

The first soldier throws a leg up to kick Cassie, but he underestimated her in every way shape and form. Cassie grabbed the inside of his knee with her left elbow, caught his torso with her right arm and actually lifted the man off the ground like he was a bag of feathers. She twirled with the soldier in her grasp, disorienting the man before she throws him into the group of five soldiers just as they stopped, knocking all of them down like bowling pins. The first one who got to his feet was immediately stabbed in the throat by her and his body was kicked away.

Two more soldiers regained their stance and attacked Cassie with knives of their own. Cassie dodged the first slash thrown at her by the soldier on her right and kicked him in the groin. The second one slashed at Cassie numerous times, the young archaeologists using her agility to swiftly cut the air with her knife which she used as a shield. When she finished playing defense, she played offense and slashed the man in the tendon in his arm before stabbing him in the collarbone, killing. The one she kicked in the groin was barely sitting on his knees by the time that Cassie was finished. She removes the knife from the man's collarbone and turns her full attention to the injured soldier. She grabbed him by the torso, lifted him and threw him over her shoulder like nothing, his feet smashing against a block of the pyramid, breaking bones in both ankles.

The remaining three soldiers have finally had enough and as soon as they stood back up, they all drew single individual pistols and all their lines of sights were drawn on the girl. Cassie was strong, but she was as smart as Albert Einstein. She knew that taking on three armed men with a knife was like diving in a pool of hydrochloric acid.

She did the honorable thing of crossing her arms over her chest with the knife still in her hand. "Boys, I may be a girl, but I am smart. Matter a fact, women are ten times smarter than you three buffoons."

"Shut up Drake and drop the gun," one of them demanded. Cassie presumed the sergeant. "We have the better numbers, we have the guns, but you have something we want."

"You guys part of that one guy's team inside the pyramid?" Cassie asked with a calm voice that made all three soldiers arch their eyebrows. "You guys sure are are ya?"

"Drop the goddamn knife before we pull the trigger," the sergeant warned, cocking his gun. "I will pull the trigger."

"You won't, or else you won't know where I hid the one thing that your boss wants," she quipped the first thing off her mind. "If you kill me, then who knows what could happen? You guys could lose what you guys are looking for." Her eyes kept shifting positions from the three soldiers to the field behind them, just fast enough for her to be looking in two different locations that the soldiers would not notice. Where the hell is Derek?

"You are lying," the Sergeant sighed. "You are lying through your teeth, so hand us what we want."

"How do you even know it's on me?"

"We were radioed just seconds before you came out." The two soldiers stayed behind as the sergeant moved forward towards her. "You better give us what we want before things get incredibly brutal. You want to know what happened to the last guy?"

Please don't be Derek.

"His name was Derek and we killed him. As soon as he, Omaria and Kamille came out of the pyramid, we slaughtered them, took them to the Nile river to drown them."

Cassie knew that the sergeant was lying. Scientifically, it was impossible to run from the Great Pyramid of Giza to the Nile river in less than two minutes, but she was wondering where Derek, Omaria, and Kamille. She had to think of something to escape from these goons and find her friend, especially Derek.

The sergeant kept his gun trained on her as he reached for his waist and pulled out a walkie-talkie and spoke into it in another language.

Latin, she deduced. He's speaking Latin, luckily I know my Latin. Sic Parvis Magna. Cassie slightly leaned forward, her head turning to the right so her ear could hear what the sergeant was saying. The sergeant was saying something, but the voice on the other end was gargled, so it was like talking to someone with loud music playing in the background.

Cassie opened her mouth to say something else, before blinking in surprise at seeing the sergeant and the two soldiers tackled from behind. Derek, Omaria and Kamille found their way back to her and saved her.

The sergeant was tackled by Derek, who proceeded to kick the man in the gut. The sergeant retaliated and punched Derek in the jaw and kicked him off. He raised the gun to shoot him, but Derek already swatted it away like a fly and kicked him in the collarbone.

The other two were knocked unconscious by the two women, leaving only the sergeant alive. Derek already had his hands around the sergeant's throat and squeezing the life out of him.

A single gunshot rang out behind Derek, causing him to jump and relax his grip around the sergeant's throat, allowing him to place a boot on his stomach and flip him over. Cassie saw Kamille's body stiffen and she collapsed with a loud thud to the sandy ground. A bullet shaped hole in the spine of her back went clean through the heart and killing her instantly.

"KAMILLE!" Omaria howled, horrified that her cousin just died. She looked over her head, a soldier with a revolver in hand gave off a smug smile before lowering his gun. "You killed my cousin."

The gunman just laughed and waved his gun to her. "And it was quite fun killing her." His comment set Omaria off, resulting in her sprinting towards him, oblivious to him aiming the gun. However, instead of shooting her, he just tossed his gun away and waited for the first punch to come at him.

Cassie's eyes widened at what was about to happen, her friend was going to kill a defenseless person.

Derek crawled to his feet just as Cassie ran past him and started catching up to her as Omaria reeled her fist back to punch the soldier.

Cassie tackled Omaria while Derek punched the soldier in the gut and kneed him in the face. He grabbed both shoulders with both hands and squeezed like trying to crush something. He yanked the soldier towards him and sent him flying through the air to land on the sergeant. The sergeant's agility was enough to make him move out the way in time, but not stop the man from hitting the ground face first.

The sergeant crawled to his gun, his arm extended as far as his limit would allow him to. The second the skin of his fingertip grazed the smooth grip, a shot of agony pierced him in the side, a sharp pointed object buried itself deep into his skin and rip the intercostal arteries and right lung apart. Cassie threw the knife at the sergeant before he could get the chance to even shoot them and he growled at her like a wild dog, but the pain still overtook him and made him purse his lips together and bite down on his own tongue. The sergeant moaned in pain, but his strength was still enough to still reach for the gun and take aim at the three.

The sergeant howled before his entire body went limp.

The soldier that killed Kamille laid still on the ground with his head looking at the corpse of his sergeant, somewhat startled. He paid no attention to Cassie, Derek or Omaria (especially Omaria).

Derek required the assistance of Cassie to hold back Omaria from killing the soldier. Both treasure hunters knew that the soldier deserved to die, but not to die like this. They were not going to let that murderous rage overtake Omaria.

"Omaria, don't," Cassie practically begged on her knees. "If you do this, then there is no going back from it."

"You have no idea what he just did," Omaria spat. "That asshole killed my cousin. He killed her right in front of me; he has to pay for what he's done."

"Omaria," Cassie spoke softly. "Remember what the Egyptians did back then? They would take out the heart of a dead pharaoh, test to see if their heart was as light as a feather in order for them to go to a good place. If you do this, then your heart will be as heavy as a rock and you will go to a bad place when you die."

"What about you?" Omaria replied. "You've killed people; you've killed countless people."

"I've killed people in self-defense, but never murdered them. Let me take care of that jackass for you."

Derek held Omaria back by the shoulders. Cassie moved towards the soldier as he crawled to his feet, getting ready to attack Cassie. The first punch he threw at her was caught with her left hand, which was then twisted in an unnatural angle, a loud cracking noise filling the air.

She elbowed him in his inner elbow, breaking his bone even more before dragging him forward and to his left knee. She twists his arm a few more times before kicking him in the face and left him lying face first in the dirt, crying, twitching and clutching his broken arm.

"We have to get out of here before more soldiers show up," Cassie told Derek and a mellowed Omaria (who was satisfied to see her cousin's killer in such agony). "We have to decipher this thing," she pulled out the triangle from her back pocket and waved it to Derek and Omaria. "We have to get this thing deciphered if we want to figure out why Kamille got killed for this."

Kamille Al-Bashir

(2016-April 19,, 2036)

I feel bad for killing her off. She had so much potential.