Hey everybody, thanks for reading my story! I appreciate everyone's view on this story, thank you again. Now, before we start, I just wanted to say if you ever need someone to talk to, just message me. I'm here if anyone needs me. Also, a little bit about this chapter. I made Gracilia for Oct and Jed, but I wanted her to do something big. So, i've dedicated a chapter to her. Enjoy and I don't even need to mention the disclaimer.

Gracilia ran past the doors and down the hall. She had to find the keys and spells for her family- and fast! Three hours to sunrise and counting, the little Roman girl made a mental note of that. She needed to so she knew how long she had. Running down the hall and turning left, she saw the two jackals standing guard at the main doors. Perfect, they wouldn't be able to see or catch her. Quietly, she slipped past the guards and into the Egyptian exhibit.

The room had been empty, all except for Kahmunrah, who was sleeping at his throne. Giving him an angry look, Gracilia noticed the keys and papers that rested on one of the armrests.

"Perfect opportunity," she whispered to herself, sneaking past everything inside the exhibit room.

Slowly, the tiny Roman girl walked until she reached the tall armrest. Looking up, she began thinking of a way to reach the keys. She looked over and noticed Kah's golden belt had been nearly touching the floor. Gracilia's eyes sparkled as she found just what to do. She quickly grabbed onto the belt and began to climb it. The Egyptian dictator's deep breaths during sleep made it harder for her to keep her balance on the belt. But (with determination and pride) she managed to climb up onto the armrest.

"Oh no," she said, realizing there had been at least five different keys!

Gracilia knew she didn't have time to go through all of them. But, she did pick a silver one and placed in behind her. Although the key was bigger than her, she could still put in down her back to make sure no one saw it. Ah, how proud Jed and Oct would be of their little girl...she hoped they wouldn't stay like that forever. She turned to leave, when something came to her head. What if this was the wrong key?

She turned back and stared at the other four while pondering. What if she came back, proudly with the key and spells, but it was the wrong one? Sure, she'd have the spells and things would be fine. But they really needed to escape that storage room. No one would let them out until morning! So, quickly and quietly, Gracilia grabbed a bronze key and put it with the silver one. Proudly, she began pushing the other three out of the way and grabbed the papers. As she did, the girl didn't hear the footsteps until it was too late.

"Kahmunrah," Julius said, walking into the doorway,"I- hey, thief!"
Gracilia grabbed the papers and jumped off of the armrest, running for the exit. But the dictator was faster. He grabbed the back of her shirt, lifting her in the air. She didn't move for fear of the keys falling out and exposing her. He chuckled, snatching the papers right from her tiny arms. Her protests didn't matter to Julius, he was too busy having himself a good time with Kahmunrah.

"Good work Julius," he said, leaning towards the girl," looks like your precious Jewel will have to die. So sorry."

Gracilia huffed, listening as the dictator was told to throw her back in the storage. He whipped around, evil smile pierced to his lips. The girl noticed the bigger Octavius standing behind them. A worried look showed upon his face as he stared her down. His eyes turning to the keys, muttering what looked like he said 'Oh no'. Had he noticed the two keys missing from the ring? Had the spells been ripped or had he just seem something else?

She didn't have time to see what else the boy was thinking. Instead, the man was walking fast, taunting her for her size Saying things about how she thought they'd be fooled that easily, followed by more obnoxious laughing. Gracilia wished the gods would come destroy this man. He opened the door, tossing her in the hands of Larry.

"Keep your bugs away from the king," he said, scoffing and slamming the door.

Everyone saw that Gracilia was bare handed and instantly became scared. Until she pulled the keys out from behind.