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Hope everyone has been enjoying this so far, here's a nice long part for
everyone and includes the guys.
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Ardeth
Bay squinted back into the darkness, he got the strangest feeling they were
being followed, but he couldn't see anything in the dense blackness. O'Connell had thrown his torch into the
crowd, so now they were trudging through who-knows-what, in the dark. He had to admit O'Connell was a brave man,
though not the brightest person he had met. O'Connell was the one who decided to take the trip down the sewers to
avoid the deadly mob therefore keeping them alive, but he also almost got
himself killed trying to go after an invincible Imhotep.
Rick
O'Connell slowly crept forwards through the dank sewer, his hands outstretched
in front of him so as not to smack into anything. As they sloshed along he listened for any sound besides their own
splashing, a strange feeling that they were being followed washed over
him. He knew the Med-Jai, Ardeth, was
guarding their backs, but that didn't ease his worries much, after all the guy
had already tried to kill him once. He
was glad Ardeth was an ally though, Rick really didn't think he would last to
long if they were still enemies.
Taking
a few more steps his hands hit a rather slimy wall. Stopping he turned around
just as Jonathan smacked into him with a slight 'Oomph' followed by Ardeth
hitting Jonathan, therefore thoroughly smashing Rick into the wall.
"What
is it?" Jonathan whispered nervously.
"Wall,
I think we're at a T." Rick whispered back though there really was no reason to
whisper, but that uneasy feeling still had a strong grip on him.
"Well
which way?" Jonathan hissed, getting edgy, he figured after this he would need
serious therapy.
"I
don't know, I don't travel the sewers everyday you know." Rick hissed back.
"You
could have at last kept the torch, its bloody dark down here." Jonathan said a
little louder, nervousness evident in his voice.
"Fine,
here." Rick spat fumbling for a match and lighting one, it provided barely any
illumination though.
"We
should go west." Ardeth finally spoke up, tired of listening to the two bicker.
"You
sure?" Jonathan whispered, clutching onto the match.
"No,
but its better than standing here arguing." Ardeth replied flatly.
"Good
point, let's go." Rick said and began heading down the tunnel, when a small
splash behind them brought the trio to an abrupt halt.
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Ahan
glared into the darkness, he knew his enemies were ahead of him somewhere, but
he couldn't be sure. The only clue that
told him they were going the right way was the faint splashing sounds floating
down the tunnel. He knew they had to be
very quiet, so he and his men crept along the small ledge that ran along the
wall to avoid making much noise. After
what seemed like hours he heard a muffled 'oomph' and the splashing ahead of
them stopped. He began moving faster to
catch up to them before they moved on again. As he got closer he could hear them whispering rapidly to each other,
then one of them lit a match. It didn't
help much, all Ahan could make out were their silhouettes, but that was enough
for him. Tapping the man's arm closest
to him as the signal to be ready to attack, he stepped down into the water
creating a small splash, wincing he gently slid his other foot into the
water. He thought about pulling out his
scimitar, but decided against it thinking it would be too noisy and instead
moved forward quietly his men following suit.
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Ardeth
knew something was in front of him, he just couldn't see it. Drawing his scimitar he took a small step
into the darkness hearing O'Connell cock his guns behind him. He wasn't prepared for the fist that came
out the darkness striking him across the jaw; staggering back he swung his
sword out hitting what he assumed was a person. Behind him O'Connell began firing randomly not sure what he was
shooting at, while Jonathan attempted to disappear into the wall.
Ahan
was happy, he had hit the Med-Jai squarely in the jaw, swinging at him again he
was met with only empty air just as searing pain ripped threw his chest. Dropping to his knees he pressed his hands
against the large gash running across his chest. Suddenly he heard gunfire and a man behind him screamed and fell
with a splash, soaking Ahan. Crawling
through the water he finally reached the small ledge they had been walking
along. Ripping off a large part of his
tunic he gingerly wrapped it around the wound. Leaning back against the cool wall Ahan felt himself beginning to lose
conciseness and the last thing he heard before blackness overtook him was the
splash of another person falling into the water.
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Lunging
forward Ardeth again felt his scimitar hit something and followed it with a
punch to where he guessed the persons face was. Before he could get a hold of the person to find out who they
were another person tackled him from the side throwing them both face first
into the water as his scimitar went skittering out of his hand. The person still had a hold of him and they
began wrestling in the murky water each trying to drown the other one in the
almost knee-high water. They rolled through the water, Ardeth finally using his
size to keep the other man pinned under the water. Still crouched down he felt someone else bump into him just
before the barrel of a gun pressed against his back.
Hearing
a splash in front of him O'Connell threw his fist out striking one of their
assailants, but was quickly struck back. The other man leaped at him wrapping his hand around O'Connell's neck,
strangling him. Dropping his gun, Rick tried breaking free of the arms but it was
no use, thinking fast he groped around his back pocket, finally finding what he
was looking for just as he began to feel very light-headed. Flipping out his switchblade he shoved it
forward into the other man and was immediately released. Rick fell to his knees
gasping for breath and pulled out his other pistol, the first one had run out
of bullets during his earlier shooting spree, and he didn't want to be unarmed
again. Standing up, O'Connell was about
to step forward when someone bumped into his legs almost knocking him
over. Immediately he aimed his gun at
the person, pressing the muzzle against their back.
"Don't
move or you'll be sleeping with the fishes" Rick growled pressing harder for
emphasis.
"Americans."
he heard the figure grumble. "O'Connell don't make me hurt you." Ardeth said
from where he was crouched on the ground.
"Oh,
oops, sorry." Rick apologized helping drenched Med-Jai up.
Both
stood there ready for another person to come out of the darkness and try to
kill them, but no one did. Relaxing
slightly they turned and walked back towards the T to find a way out of the
sewers.
Jonathan
not hearing any more sounds of battle cautiously stepped out, half-expecting
some ghoulish creature to come out and grab him. He heard splashing coming towards him and thought about re-hiding,
but decided against it.
"Rick?
That you?" Jonathan whispered, stepping back as the splashing stopped a couple
feet in front of him.
"Yes
its me." Rick replied sarcastically. "Did you enjoy the show, Jonathan?" Rick
continued sweetly.
"Ah, uh, yes it was a bloody good show." Jonathan replied nervously; afraid O'Connell was going to punch him again. Luckily it was dark and Jonathan couldn't see the looks on their faces. If he had he probably would have run screaming. For they both looked ready to hurt him.
They
trudged along for about half an hour more when they finally spotted a few faint
rays of light peeking through a grate in the ceiling. No ladder was in sight so they had to boost Jonathan up to push
off the grate and get out. Once
Jonathan was out he yelled down that he would go find a rope to get them out
and ran off.
"Why
are you doing this?" Ardeth asked suddenly, turning to Rick.
"Doing
what?" Rick said puzzled
"Going
after the creature, it's not your fight, yet you still pursue him." Ardeth
replied studying Rick.
"I
don't know, I feel responsible I guess. If we had left when you guys told us to we won't be in this mess.
Besides he took Evy, I'm not going to let him hurt her." Rick admitted suddenly
realizing just how much he wanted to kill Imhotep, especially after he took
Evy.
Ardeth
nodded slightly, a knowing look on his face.
"That's
something that's been bugging me, why didn't you guys kill us that night? You
had the chance and I know it wasn't the dynamite that stopped you." Rick said
matter-of-factly.
Ardeth
shrugged. "You people seemed different than most that come to Hamunaptra,
besides we were planning on killing you in the morning if you were still
there." Ardeth said with a slight grin.
"How
'bout we make a deal. No more trying to
kill each other." Rick said extending out his hand.
"Deal"
Ardeth said accepting the offer, just as a rope came down smacking Rick in the
face.
"I
found a rope!" Jonathan yelled down.
"We
see that!" Rick yelled back up hoisting himself up the rope, followed by
Ardeth.
Glancing
around they realized that they were on the opposite side of Cairo from where
they needed to be. So wearily the trio
began walking towards where they had crashed the car.
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