The Lost, The Stupid, & The Mummy
Chapter 20: Glimmer of Life and Love
A/N: Happy Birthday Amber! Sorry this was alittle late, but it's finally done and I couldn't have done it without you or Naylor! Thanks to you both!
Amber placed Kaylee's hands gracefully on her still motionless body, wiping a strand of hair from her face when she was finished. Amber lifted a shakey hand to Kaylee's face, "I'm so sorry." She whispered as she closed Kaylee's eyes. She covered her mouth as she felt another wave of pain slam her heart with the furry of a rouge wave. She took a couple deep sobbing breaths when Rick walked up to her after a short conversation with Evy.
He placed a hand on her shoulder, "Amber," He stated.
"Oh Rick," Amber whispered as she turned around and clutched his legs like a tiny child. "This is all my fault."
Rick got to his knees and took Amber in his arms. "This wasn't your fault, Amber." He cooed as he storked her hair.
Amber was hystarical at this point, "I'll kill him." She said through clenched teeth. "I'll fucking kill him."
Rick had to hold her even closer as she let out a desprate and angry cry. "He's got what's coming to him, I promise you that." Rick said as his own tears began to fall.
"I want to feel his life end in my hands." She hissed ruefully.
Ricked rocked her in his arms for a moment before Evy walked up. "Amber, you and Rick go do what needs to be done. We'll stay here with hera and we'll think of someway of taking her home."
"No," Amber shook her head sending a tear flying from her face. "I can't let Tiffany see her like this." She looked down at Kaylee. "She loved this place." She whispered in a distant voice. "It seems only right that she stay here."
"Ofcourse." Evy said. "Rick, there might be a burial chamber inside somewhere."
Rick nodded, "We'll take her. You stay here with Johnathan and Alex."
Evy hugged Amber gently as Rick got up and scopped Kaylee into his arms. "I'm so sorry my dear."
Amber gave a weak little sniffle before getting to her feet. She looked around and spotted what she had been searching for. She walked over and picked up the bloody knife Imhotep had stabbed his beloved. She looked at Evy with a determined look on her face. She wiped off the blood on her shirt which made a eerie sound as the sand was scraped off. "I swear on the blood of my best friend, that the next blood on this knife will be of Imhotep."
Evy gave a worried little nod beofre getting to her feet and rejoining Alex and Johnathan. Johnathan gave a little nod in respect to Kaylee as Amber and Rick turned and started into the pryamid. Alex look up slowly, tears stained his cheek as he gave one last look at Kaylee. Then suddenly, he gasped. He could have sworn he saw Kaylee's fingers twitch. No, it must have been his mind, he concluded to himself. But then he saw he hand slowly curl up up into a fist.
"No, stop! She's alive!" Alex screamed desprately.
Amber and Rick spun around to stare at him. Amber gave a pleading look to rick as she grabbed Kaylee's wrist to check for a pulse. then all at once, all the light that had reappeared in Amber's eyes faded into nothingness as she released Kaylees' hand. "She's gone, Alex." She tuned and started walking back into the pyrimid.
"I saw her hand move!" Alex shouted angrily.
"Alex, sometimes that happens." Rick explained gently.
"No I saw it..."
"Stop it, Alex." Amber screamed. "Just stop it!"
Alex fell horribly silent as he looked devastatedly at Amber. Amber turned back around and this time did not look back as she stormed into the entrance of the pyarimid.
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The sand dunes seemed endless, prehaps like the battle to come. Ardeth paced the line of troops anxiously awaiting something to happen, not that he wanted anything to happen. But if it did, he would be ready.
"Ardeth!" Someone called in the distance.
Ardeth spun around as Naylor rode up to join his side. "Naylor, is Amber and the others alright?"
Naylor nodded, not knowing the horrible truth, "Yes they're all safe and sound." He paused and looked out over the dunes. "This is gonna be bad, isn't it." Naylor asked seriously.
"It may or may not be. Let us pray Rick knows what he's doing." Ardeth said with a sigh.
"I wanted to talk to you about something." Naylor whispered.
Ardeth looked at him and studied his face. "What's on your mind?"
"I-It's about Amber." Naylor said fiddling with his rains. "I'm in love with her."
Ardeth nodded his head in understandment, but something caught his eye along the horizon. Black like the death, a shadow poured down the sand dunes. Ardeth straightened up, "So it's begun."
Naylor looked up suddenly, his horse snorted in fear and backed up a step. Naylor stroked the beasts' head as thousands of Anubus worriers rose of from the black sand. Their dog like bodies where rotten through in some places as they shook off excess sand. They formed a offensive line, ready for battle. Lone howls and calls filled the air as Ardeth turned to Naylor. "Are you ready for this?"
Naylor glared at them, "More then you know."
"Good," Ardeth said and without saying another word they both drew their swords and rode off in opposite directs down the line of terrified men.
"We can do this guys!" Naylor urged the men. "Who's with me?"
A roar of yells came from the men. They knew what they had to do and wasn't about to die without a fight. Naylor tunred his horse and looked at Ardeth. He waved his sword and Naylor let out a battle cry that blended with the other mens. They charaged into battle at full speed. Naylor and Ardeth merged in the front as the Anubis worriors started their charge. Naylor took a deep breath and urged his horse to give it all he had. The horse, in respose stopped just as the town lines met. He reared up and let out and angery cry. His front hoofs came crashing down on one of the Anubis worriors heads and it turned back into sand. The horse turned on the spot as Naylor plunged his sowrd into the head of another worrior. Naylor reared him up once again and charged full speed into the mass of black creatures. His horse, having decided he was just as good as the rest of the men, jerked his head up knocking off the head of a worrior with ease.
"Naylor, look out!" He heard someone call. Naylor turned and saw nothing but black as he was knocked off his horse and rolled onto the ground. He got to his feet quickly to face a snarling Anubis worrior. His friends were disappearing left and right, Naylor could almost feel the creatures anger and desparation to have blood spilled. It charged, knocking Naylor onto his back. Snapping teeth nearly ripped into Naylor's throat if Naylor hadn't grabbed the creatures spear. It was now a full on wrestling match as the worrior bared his entire wieght onto Naylor. Naylor struggled to keep it's snapping teeth away from his face and throat. Then with a furry Naylor had never seen in one animal, his horse rammed into the worrior sending itonto it's side. Naylor laid protected under his new four legged friend. The horse snorted angrily and stomped his foot in challange. Naylor rolled onto his knees as the worrior charged the horse. Almost as if was planned, the horse reared up and let Naylor stand up to thrust his sowrd right in the worriors throat. The blade potruded from the back of it's head as it gave a desprate cry for help. But he would recieve none, for he was the last. Naylor snapped the sword to the side, tearing off it's head. It melted into sand.
Naylor tuned to his horse, "That'll do horse, that'll do." He patted him on the nose.