The Mummy of Yugioh
BlackRoseDragonCK
7. Ritual
Rated: T - English - Romance/Adventure - Yami Yūgi & Anzu M. - Reviews: 18 - Updated: 09-06-11 - Published: 08-31-11 - Complete - id:7341199
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Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh or The Mummy.
Hey there! Thanks for all the great comments. To answer a question I got, when this story is finished, I am doing The Mummy Returns and Yugi is going to be Tea and Yami's son. Also I really appreciated the suggestions I got for that story because I do want to add some unique Yugioh twists and I am in the process of brainstorming ways to do that. Anyway, here's chapter 7! (This is the longest story I've written so far LOL.)
The brainwashed mob was closing in tighter and tighter, brandishing their scabbards and torches while chanting Bakura's name. Taking a quick look at their surroundings, Yami spotted the means of their escape and survival—a manhole.
He threw his torch at Bakura's followers before taking the cover off the manhole and gesturing at Joey to get inside.
"What about my sister?" the blonde cried with worry and sadness in his brown eyes.
The soldier froze for a millisecond. He had seen that expression on Tea's face as she was being dragged away by the creature, fighting to return to her friends. With more determination than ever, Yami looked directly into his companion's face and replied, "We're gonna get her back! Now go!"
After Joey had jumped in, Yami ordered Shadi to join him. Lastly, he reached out to Arthur, who was fighting off the mob, and shouted, "Come on! Give me your hand!"
"You go!" the curator called back.
The soldier shook his head. "Come on!"
"GO!"
Seeing that Professor Hawkins was not to be swayed, Yami gave up and joined the others….while Arthur fought to the death so they could escape.
The trio rode all night to the Cairo airfield, searching for the one man who would be willing to risk his life for a flight—Solomon. They found him sitting near his plane, listening to a record player and drinking tea while an Arabic man held an umbrella over his head as a means of shade.
"Morning Solomon!" Yami greeted. "Uh…a word?"
After explaining their present predicament, the old pilot asked the obvious question, "And what's your little problem got to do with His Majesty's Royal Air Corps?"
"Not a Ra forsaken thing," the soldier truthfully replied.
Solomon thought for a moment. "…Is it dangerous…?"
"You probably won't live through it."
"YOU REALLY THINK SO?"
Joey shrugged. "Everyone else we've bumped into has died. Why not you?"
The pilot stood up, an excited gleam entering his amethyst eyes. "What's the challenge then?"
Yami grinned and replied, "Rescue the damsel in distress, kill the bad guy, and save the world."
Solomon laughed heartily and announced, "Solomon Sugoroku at your service, sir!" (A.N: He's not supposed to be related to Yami so I couldn't call him "Mutou").
A few moments later, they were in the air with Solomon flying the plane, Yami in the passenger seat, and the remaining men strapped to each wing.
Yami whistled to Joey and shouted over the roaring wind, "Are you all right?"
"DO I FREAKIN' LOOK ALL RIGHT!" the blonde shot back, fear evident in his wind-blown face.
The soldier than turned to Shadi. "How you doin'?"
The Magi leader's face was lit up with a grin of pure, childish delight, having never experienced the modern feat of flying.
Suddenly, Solomon pointed out a large sandstorm brewing in the distance. "See that? I've never seen one so big."
"Never?"
"No…"
Little did they know that the sandstorm wasn't JUST a sandstorm…it was Bakura's transportation to Hamunaptra.
Upon arriving at the necropolis, Tea and Weevil were flung unceremoniously onto the sand.
"GET OFF ME!" Tea hissed, smacking and punching the spectacled man lying on top of her legs. "GET…OFF…ME!"
Weevil groaned and as Bakura materialized from the sand, muttered, "I need a new job…"
Glimpsing the ancient ruins, the brunette's heart nearly stopped. "Oh God…we're back…" her chances of being rescued in time had just become slimmer.
In the distance, the trio heard a faint buzzing noise. Looking up at the sky, Tea's worried frown became a triumphant grin when she saw a small airplane.
"…Mutou…"
Bakura, however, let out an inhumane roar and held his hands out to the desert. The earth cracked and crumbled before rising up into an even larger sandstorm than the previous one.
From the airplane, Yami was watching this miraculous feat with shock and muttered, "OH MY GOD…hey Solomon, pedal faster!"
"Hang on men!" the old man replied and pushed the plane into a steep dive.
Yami, Shadi, and Joey all screamed, due to both Solomon's reckless flying and the fact that the sand storm had formed into the likeness of Bakura's face…but mostly because of Solomon's flying.
Manning the built-in machine gun, Yami yelled while firing a barrage of bullets at the face, which only grinned in response. (A.N: When in doubt, shoot it, right?)
The gigantic mouth then opened, swallowing the aircraft in a flurry of sand and wind.
"Stop it!" Tea cried frantically. "You'll kill them!"
Weevil smirked and replied, "That's the idea."
The brunette pushed the lackey roughly aside and ran to Bakura. His eyes were closed in peaceful meditation, while a much more different atmosphere surrounded the plane in his clutches.
All three passengers screamed as the craft spiraled uncontrollably…while Solomon cried out in joy that he was finally going to join his friends.
Seeing no other alternative, Tea tangled her hands into the high priest's shaggy white hair…and forced her mouth against his. Bakura's eyes flew open in shock…and with his concentration broken, the storm immediately diminished.
The girl pulled away and whooped for joy as the aircraft, though a still a little wobbly, stooped its violent spin…only for the engine to catch fire and send it crashing behind a sand dune.
Satisfied, Bakura strode purposefully by his lackey.
"I ,uh…" Weevil began lamely, "I love the whole sand wall trick. It was beautiful…freak."
Although the airplane was in pieces, its inhabitants seemed physically unharmed….though mentally they were a bit shaken.
Shadi shakily stood up and tore his flight goggles off while Yami literally fell out of his seat.
"Excuse me…" muttered Joey, who was suspended upside down from the wing. "A little help would be useful…IF IT'S NOT TOO MUCH TROUBLE!"
"Yeah, yeah, all right," Yami replied in a hassled tone.
The soldier cut Joey loose, not caring when he thudded painfully to the ground, then went to check on the pilot while Shadi detached the craft's machine gun.
"Solomon! Hey, Solomon!"
No answer. Yami went to the man…and gasped when he felt no pulse. Sure enough, the pilot hadn't survived the mission…yet his lifeless mouth was curled into a smile of genuine happiness—for he had gotten his wish of going down in a blaze of glory.
The soldier hung his head for a moment…then gasped when the entire demolished air craft creaked.
"Get back!" Shadi warned. "It's quicksand!"
All three men stood a safe distance away, watching solemnly as the desert buried the body of Solomon Sugoroku and his air plane.
Yami gave a melancholy but respectful salute….then set off on foot with his party, headed for Hamunaptra.
Within the City of the Dead, Bakura led his prisoner and cohort through the ancient temple. Holding a pistol, Weevil roughly shoved Tea and hissed,
"Move it!"
The girl glared daggers at him. "You know…nasty little fellows such as yourself always get their comeuppance."
"Heh…they do…?"
"Oh yes," Tea's lips curled into a crafty smile. "ALWAYS."
She proceeded onward while Weevil jumped at every little noise that could possible signal his "comeuppance".
In another part of the temple, Yami and Shadi were attempting to clear the caved-in opening to a chamber while Joey stood back, idiotically barking orders.
"I'd move those bigger stones first," the blonde exclaimed. "Take them from the top otherwise the whole thing will cave in on us. Come on, put your backs into it!"
Yami and Shadi turned around and gave the man looks that screamed, "We are both armed and we will shoot you."
Joey's face paled. "Yes, well…you get the idea. Let's go."
He looked around the room sheepishly, then gasped upon seeing strange blue, shiny objects on the wall. The blonde detached one and held it in his palm, saying, "Wow…hey, guys, you really should have a look at this…"
Joey's awe…immediately turned to horror when the blue-shelled scarab burrowed into his skin.
"What?' Yami demanded.
"It's in my arm! It's in my arm!"
The soldier pulled back his companion's sleeve and gasped when he saw the creature crawling about beneath his skin.
"DO SOMETHING!"
"Hold him," Yami ordered pulling out a knife, and Shadi obliged.
Joey yelped. "Not that! Not that!"
Unfortunately, "that" was the only way. The man's red eyes narrowed in concentration and he flipped over his friend's arm, using the blade to dig the insect from the skin. Once the scarab was out, Yami pulled out his gun and expertly shot it…which unfortunately announced to Bakura that they had arrived.
The high priest poured some sand from a jar into his hand, then blew it onto an Egyptian carving of men on the wall, chanting, "Shatay Wapay Ku Ra Eck!"
A high pitched groaning filled the room and the men carved into the stone…came to life.
"Bembridge scholars never wrote about this," Tea breathed, snarling at Weevil to "get off" as he fearfully clung to her.
The creatures bowed their heads respectfully and Bakura smiled and returned the gesture.
"Kill them," he ordered, "and wake the others." The mummies left to fulfill their master's orders.
With the way finally cleared, Yami threw his torch into the previously blocked room and squeezed inside. Although it was pitch black he caught sight of one of the ancient mirrors Tea had taught him how to use. Silently thanking the brilliant young woman, the soldier fired off a shot, turning the mirror so that its light reflected to the others and illuminating the chamber.
All three men drew a breath…when they beheld the treasure room. Levels upon levels of golden statues and piles of jewels and gold trinkets lay in every available area of space, sparkling brightly so that one had to practically squint.
"Wha…" Joey drooled. "Can you see…?"
Yami nodded. "Yeah."
"Can you believe…?"
"Yeah."
"Can we just…?"
"NO."
Their awe was rudely interrupted when snarling mummies began digging their way out of the earth.
"Who in Ra's name are THESE guys?" Yami groaned.
"Priests," Shadi replied. "Bakura's priests."
"All right then." The soldier fired his rifle while the Magi leader manned the machine gun, relentlessly blowing holes in the walking corpse's decayed bodies. Joey grabbed Yami's twin pistols and joined in the fight, but the enemies were too great and they were forced to retreat.
Once they were gone, Weevil ran into the room, looking around with a confused expression. His confusion immediately turned to greed…when he beheld the treasure.
Tea awoke groggily to find that she couldn't move her arms. She looked up and saw that her wrists were shackled to an altar…then slowly looked down when she heard a peculiar squeaking noise. The brunette yelped when she beheld a rat sitting on her chest and turned over to knock it off….only to be met by the mummified corpse of Isis. She screamed.
Running through a narrow chamber lit only by his torch, Joey grinned when he finally glimpsed what they were looking for.
"Hello, Horus, my man!" he greeted the statue.
Meanwhile, Yami and Shadi were doing their best to keep the mummy priests from catching up. The soldier lit a piece of dynamite using the stubble on Shadi's cheek as his rough surface, and announced, "Time to close the door."
He threw the explosive among the marauding creatures, then grabbed Shadi and leaped behind the statue of Horus right as the explosion blew their enemies to bits.
Outside the ruins, Weevil dragged a bag laden with treasure, grinning as he neared his grand escape. He hooked the bag onto the saddle of a camel, groaning and pulling on the creature while it stubbornly refused to move. Reaching into the bag, the worm grinned and examined a box made of solid gold…then frowned. His covetous nature pried at his black heart as his gaze wandered back to the ruins, desiring…more.
Tea struggled futilely on the altar while the priests chanted and bowed. Holding the black book, Bakura stood over Isis's body, gently stroking her cloth-wrapped forehead and murmuring her name. He unlocked the Book of the Dead and slowly turned its ebony pages.
"Mutou!" Tea called frantically. "Joey!"
Yami and Joey grunted with effort, straining to open Horus's secret compartment while Shadi reloaded his gun.
Glancing at the tunnel, Yami swore when he saw the shadows of more priests moving down the corridor. "These guys just don't quit, do they?"
"Keep digging!" Shadi replied, clicking his gun and advancing towards the tunnel.
Finally, the other two men pulled out a drawer—within it laid a book made of pure gold.
"Oh," Joey gasped. "The Book of Amun-Ra.
The Magi leader turned to gaze at Yami and Joey.
"Save the girl," he ordered. "Kill the creature."
He then let out a battle cry and rushed into the throng of mummies, fighting with every last ounce of his strength.
Yami lit another explosive….and hesitated when he saw his friend struggling among the plethora of enemies.
"What are you waiting for!" Shadi cried as the creatures dragged him backwards. "Get out! Get out!"
The soldier threw Joey aside and threw the dynamite, jumping out of the way as it blew a hole in the wall. The two jumped to their feet and raced through
the new opening, bound for the ritual room.
Tea's eyes widened when a humanoid spirit shape rose from the black tar, slowly flowing over to the corpse next to her. As soon as it made contact, the female mummy began shrieking shrilly and slowly turned to look at the girl next to her.
The brunette screamed and turned her gaze to the high priest. He stood over her and yelled, "With your death, Isis shall live! And I shall be invincible!"
Tea's screams increased in volume…as Bakura slowly raised a golden dagger above his head.
Cliffie! Please review!
I do not own Yugioh or The Mummy.