Author's note: Flamberge: I managed to write this chapter before leaving. I don't own anything but Xaxel in this chapter!
Chapter 7: Do you Hear the Undead Sing?
Sora, Rick, Riku, Kronk, Donald, Goofy, and Jonathan sped down the corridors of the sacred tomb as fast as they could, Jonathan clutching the golden book tightly to his chest. In one of the hallways they ran into Kairi, knocking her to the ground. "Kairi!" Sora yelled, offering his hand to help her up.
"Sora?" she replied, letting him pull her to her feet.
"Kairi, we need to get to Imhotep to save Evee!" Sora yelled.
"I'm afraid you won't be doing that anytime soon." A figure said, stepping out from the darkness.
"And who might you be?" Sora asked, summoning his Keyblade.
"Xaxel, number five in the new Organization and spy for the Villain. I've got a foot in two worlds, per say.
"Who's the Villain?" Riku asked, summoning his Keyblade.
"He'll like, be totally your doom!" Xaxel said. Suddenly he noticed Kronk, "Kronk-o! How ya hanging you big lug?" he yelled, shaking hands with the chef while the others stared in classic anime open-mouthed confusion with a sweat drop here and there.
"Kronk, explain. Now." Rick managed to say.
"Xaxel and me go way back. I remember surfing the killer waves at the beach… good times, good times." Kronk said, ending with a gigantic grin.
"Wait a minute, let me get this straight… you can surf?" Rick said, and everyone but Kronk broke out into fits of laughter.
"Whoo. Anyway, where as I? Oh yeah… PREPARE TO DIE, LITTLE DUDE!" Xaxel yelled, summoning up two decorated swords crafted in the shape of dragons.
Sora blinked, "… crap…" Xaxel took this opportunity to strike, stabbing, slashing, and all those good things. Unfortunately, he found himself attacking a wall as Sora had run down the corridor along with the rest of the heroes.
"Damn." Xaxel muttered, disappearing through a dark portal.
"Rise, Anck-Su-Namun!" Imhotep yelled. The mummy next to Evee started to stir slightly, then jerked alive, gasping wildly. Evee, currently playing the part of the timid damsel in distress, screamed her lungs out as quickly as possible. Which was really weird, considering the fact that she had previously made out with Imhotep, and you can't get much grosser than that.
Well, here she was, screaming, and Imhotep said, "When she kills you, the resurrection will be complete! And I will be invincible! Then, I'll be able to show the Villain who's boss here. Heh." Imhotep said, stretching his arms.
"Way to monologue, Imhotep!" Rick yelled, bursting in, along with the other heroes. Imhotep's priests charged immediately and Rick grabbed a golden sword and started hacking and slashing at the mummies. He lobbed off heads, torsos, hands, legs, scalps, some other parts we don't feel like mentioning, and approximately three copies of the rock opera version of Aida.
"You guys really are old!" Sora yelled, pointing to his ear as he assisted Rick in hacking and slashing away, "They're called iPods!" he taunted, knocking the head off of a mummy.
"RADAMES! You dare come back, you ignorant child?" Imhotep yelled, "This time, I'll squash you!" he yelled, summoning up an extremely unexpected weapon, a keyblade.
"Gwah! What in the name of… justice-ish stuff I do, is that?" Sora yelled, blocking Imhotep's first strike.
"What do you think it is keyblade wielder?" Imhotep snarled back landing a flurry of blows directly on Sora's keyblade.
"I was sorta hoping it'd be one of those Organization weapons that just looks like a keyblade." Sora said, smiling slightly.
"Idiot child." Imhotep replied, batting Sora away across the room where he fell down, unconscious, in one of the many piles of gold. Imhotep was about to deal the fatal keyblade toss when Kairi stepped in, blocking it with her keyblade. Imhotep's blade fell to the floor and its master summoned it back quickly, rushing forward to attack. Kairi blocked and retaliated with another strike of her own, piercing Imhotep's chest. Imhotep groaned and pulled himself further down the blade. "I can't die, remember?"
"No," came a voice from behind Imhotep, "But it feels really good to shoot you in the head." Jonathan yelled from an upper platform. Kronk was right next to him, biting his nails. "Look! I've got the golden book of Amon-Ra! Ha! Beat that, you stupid mummy!" Imhotep growled and advanced towards Jonathan. Jonathan tossed the book to Rick once Imhotep was close, and then ran as fast as he could past Imhotep, down the stairs, and to the corner of the room. Imhotep growled and summoned up a group of powerful-looking soldier mummies with hooked staffs. Rick groaned. "This just keeps getting better and better!" he yelled, promptly running away as fast as possible. The mummies followed, staffs at the ready. Along the way, Rick discreetly passed the book to Jonathan, who picked up the key that Imhotep had dropped and unlocked the book, ready to read. Rick continued on to a small fire, where he stopped. The mummies, their brains having been rotted out through the ages, kept running past, and fell straight into the fire, their undead bodies burning into ashes.
Imhotep cursed and turned to Jonathan when Jonathan started reading the incantation. "No!" Imhotep yelled as a ghostly chariot drove in and grabbed his soul, pulling it into the blue pool in the room. Imhotep opened his eyes and blinked, regaining his battle pose and charging at Rick who stabbed his sword into the former priest.
"I thought it was supposed to kill him!" Rick yelled.
"He's mortal." Evee muttered. Suddenly bright red blood began to spurt from Imhotep. He staggered back straight into the Pool of the Dead. Suddenly the waters started roiling and bubbling, transforming Imhotep back into his former mummified self and sinking beneath the waters. Suddenly the tomb started to seal up on its own.
"Time to go!" Rick yelled, grabbing Evee's hand. Together, the gang ran out into daylight and made their triumphant leave.
Beni moaned as the walls sealed up around him. "This is not good, this is not good at all." He muttered as a swarm of scarabs rose up from the floor. He tried to run, but the tiny beetles cornered him against a wall. Needless to say, Beni was not heard from again for a while.