Title: All in a Day's Work
Genre: Indiana Jones
Disclaimer: I do not own Indiana Jones and I am making no money from this story.
How do I always end up in these situations?
It had all seemed so simple. One of his contacts in Egypt had heard rumor of a ruined temple in the desert, he was be interested, and he contacted Sallah to set up the dig. He would excavate, and perhaps he would get enough scholarly material to publish a book about his work that academics would actually believe, so he could get out of the shit-hole of a position he was in and finally get tenure.
But, of course, the temple he found was protected by a secret cult bent of protecting… the Spear of Destiny.
The spear that pierced the side of Christ at his crucifixion.
The Spear of goddamn Destiny.
Oh, and the Nazis wanted it too.
It seemed that the Germans had supposedly had it for centuries, but as with many other medieval relics, it was a pretty authentic looking fake. The legend told that the Holy Roman Empire would never fall as long as it possessed the spear, so Hitler's obsession with finding the real spear was natural, Indy supposed.
As he held the fragile spear in his left hand, right had his pistol steadily trained on the various cult members, Nazi's and two-timing scholars, he smirked as he backed out of the crumbling temple towards his horse.
He loved this job.