~In the Crypt; during Yoh's reading~
"By the power of the Night and of the Day, awaken from your slumber and breathe again... By ancient laws, you will walk this earth until-"
At first nothing happened, then the sickening sound of bone and wet flesh squelching together was heard before a certain mummy twitched and let out a roar, letting the world know he was awake and he wanted revenge! Looking around he knew this was the accursed room he had been mummified in. Growling, he left, there were trespassers here and one of them was bound to know what he wanted to know...
Pofe and his group ran like mad men until Hans tripped, falling onto his face and his glasses fell off. He panicked, without his glasses he couldn't see a damn thing! He was about to ask Minne for help when Anna stepped onto his glasses and snatched up his torch. He gasped, grabbing the remains of his glasses, the lenses too cracked to help him see any better than he could at this moment. Getting up, he followed Yoh's advice to keep his left hand on the wall to guide him back out of the ruins, but because of the mad dash he had no idea where to go anyway.
But still it was better than nothing. He managed to get to the intersection and felt a cool breeze passing through so he was close to an exit, but the question was: Which way is the exit? He jumped hearing something behind him. Spinning around he tried to see what it was, but all he saw was a shadowed figure.
"Pofe... Venstar?" He called. "Is that you? I can't see, my glasses were broken in the mayhem... Can you help me out?"
No reply. He frowned.
"Hey what crawled up your ass and died?" He asked.
Again no reply. Then suddenly he felt something breathing down his neck and his eyes went wide. The breathe was cold as death and smelt like it too. Then he heard growling, something demonic rather than someone trying to be scary. Slowly he turned around and was face to face with the mummy. All anyone heard was a scream before the chittering of scarabs blocked the sound out.
He traveled through the halls, coming to the room where Anubis's feet were, but when he saw the box he frowned, his new tongue clicking in his mouth as his new eyes narrowed. Kneeling down he reached into it and pulled out a broken Canopic Jar. His eyes widened, this was one of the ones belonging to his beloved Goddess! Growling in fury he was about to go on a rampage when one of the invaders wandered into the room with him. He frowned at her.
She didn't look like slave, nor was she dressed like any of the women he knew of. She was pale too, her hair a duller blonde than his own had been and her eyes were dark as night. He crept about, watching her, studying her as she pointed a strange weapon in one hand, shaking from fear as a torch held in her other hand gave her light to see. Finally he decided to get a better look, he came up behind her, impressed she sensed his presence or rather the lack there of.
She shrieked and dropped her weapon and the torch and backed away, hands fumbling with beads around her neck and pulling them up and holding them before her as if they would protect her. She spoke in tongues. Interesting was she a witch? Maybe she would be of use...
He would have blinked if he had eyelids, but the gesture was still the same when he saw her pull out more strange jewels and began to speak in other tongues as well, some he recognized, others he didn't and then suddenly she pulled out the six point star and began to speak in the tongue of the slaves.
"You speak like the slaves... Hmm, you may be useful to me... I promise you, no harm shall come to you as long as you are loyal and you will be rewarded with great riches beyond your imaginings..." He said, coming to stand a foot from her, holding up his rotting hand, in it was rings and earring of solid gold and other rare jewels the slaves had dug up for them.
He noted the flash of greed in her eyes replace the fear, though she spoke with fearful fondness.
"My prince... what is it you wish?" she almost moaned when he gave her the small jewels.
He showed her the Canopic jar and asked her with a snarl of anger, "Where are the others!"
Upon finding out that others like the one he stole the tongue and eyes from, had broken in and stolen the jars as well as the Book of Anubis, he roared in fury and sending her off to find the book while he dealt with the thieves. He knew exactly where one of them was and would go after him first. Using the ancient hidden paths and doors he quickly came upon the man, but he was not alone. Another thief came tumbling into the room, but was rendered unconscious.
He felt a pulse of power from the stranger and let his curiosity take over. Approaching he gasped, the young man was stunning, but something about him made drew him in and then he realized it, it was this boy that had awoken him from his slumber and it would be this boy's power that would bring Je-ne back from the Underworld and make her into the Goddess she was born to be!
"You... you are the one who woke me up... yes, you will do perfectly..." He whispered, touching the boy's face delicately before he hid in the shadows when the boy stirred...
Yoh moaned, his head hurt from the bump on the back of it and he was confused, where was he? The last thing he remembered was being chased by scarabs and taking refuge on a platform before he fell and... he looked around, the room was dark with only a hole with moonlight spilling in from a corner. Then he noted someone stagger into the room and he gasped.
"Who's there- ooh Mr. Hans!" He sighed in relief recognizing the American's clothes and approached him. "Mr. Hans, are you alright, let's get out of here and see the doctor... AAAAAAAAAAAH!"
He had walked up to him and turned him around to see empty eye sockets and a missing tongue when Hans tried to speak to him, begging for help. Yoh backed up until he felt something squishy and yet hard behind him, turning around he screamed even louder, eyes going wide and stumbling over his own two feet as he tried to lead the monster away from Hans and keep it away from him as well.
"Mr. Hans... get help... hurry... please get help..." Yoh gasped out as Hans stumbled and fell, crying out that he couldn't see, his voice muffled from lack of tongue to help make his words clear.
The mummy turned to watch the crippled man with amusement before turning back to the boy. Yes he was stunning, it would be a waste of beauty to just kill him, but he needed to complete his promise. He walked slowly toward him, trapping him against the wall.
"There's no need to fear, my prince... Yes, my beautiful Je-ne..." He breathed, but glared when another appeared, this one looking like an older and stronger version of the boy with long hair as well.
"There you are Yoh! Jeez, you chose a wonderful time to play hide and seek- HOLY CRAP!" Hao breathed when Ryu joined them only to plant his ass on the floor seeing the monster.
Not liking the interference, he roared at them sounding very much like a monster as the man yelled back before using that strange weapon on him. He yelped when his legs suddenly detached from his body, his face hitting a stone, causing his jaw to break and hang awkwardly as the group took off...
Hao gripped Yoh's hand, heart pounding in his chest as they hurried through the catacombs to the light of the moon. He stopped short, nearly getting flattened by Ryu as the taller man failed to stop. Silva and the rest of his band were waiting outside, weapons out. Silva looked stern and almost sad to Hao's eyes.
"I told you to leave or die, you refused, and now you may have killed us all." Silva sounded weary and angry. "That which we have feared for three thousand years has come to pass, the creature has been awakened."
"Relax, I got him." Hao growled, keeping a tight hold on Yoh, who looked like he was starting to go into shock.
"No mortal weapon can kill this creature, he is not of this world!" Silva snapped. Several other of Silva's men came out of the ruins, dragging Hans with them.
"You bastards, what did you do to him?" Venstar roared, taking out his gun.
"We saved him, saved him before the creature could finish him off." Silva replied calmly. "Leave, all of you. We must hunt him, and try to find a way to kill him, before he kills us all. May the gods show mercy to you if we fail."
"Cheerful chaps, aren't they?" Ryu muttered as Silva and his men headed inside the ruins.
"I told you, I already got him." Hao insisted. Silva walked up to him and stared down into his eyes.
"You have a fire in your soul, that is good." He said softly. "Know this, the creature will be coming for you, for him." He nodded at Yoh, who stared up at Silva, deathly pale. "He must consummate the curse. And until he does, he will never sleep, he will never eat, he will never stop hunting you."
Silva turned and followed his men inside. The Americans stood frozen, holding Hans carefully. "Well?" Hao growled. "You heard the man, let's get out of here."
Everyone scattered, the Americans going for their horses and Ryu, Hao and Yoh to their camels. Hao boosted Yoh up and got on behind him. The way the boy was going he was going to pass out soon, and Hao didn't need him falling of his camel.
They and the Americans fell into formation, feeling safer in a group and galloped as fast as their mounts could take them from the godforsaken city. As they did so an unearthly, blood-curdling shriek rang out from behind them. Yoh let out a scream of his own and then slumped against Hao, dead the world. Hao hung onto him grimly, set on getting as far away from that thing as possible.