Disclaimer: I do not own the mummy or any of the characters within it.
A/N: My first mummy fic, so sorry if it sucks.
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"Put that down, it's not yours!" Ardeth Bay shouted, snatching the ancient pot from Alex O'Connell's hands. "Do you know what we do to little boys who take things that aren't theirs?" Ardeth questioned. Alex looked up at him quizzically "We cut off their fingers! Now leave these things alone." "Really?!" Alex exclaimed, excited by the man's answer. "No, not really." Ardeth sighed. "But I've half a mind to do it to you anyways. No wonder your parents didn't want you along on the dig."
The two were inside a large tent which served as the O'Connell's temporary home. They were once again out in the deserts of Egypt, this time exploring a newly unearthed tomb in the Valley of the Kings. The recently discovered area held a predicted forty tombs of ancient kings, and as usual Evy and Rick were first in line to excavate one of them. And let's face it, wherever the O'Connells go, ancient curses seem to follow. And it was for this very reason that the elders of the Mad-Jai appointed Ardeth Bay to accompany them, and try to prevent whatever horrible evil they stumbled upon this time. Instead, he was stuck babysitting young Alex.
Alex scrunched his face in annoyance at his temporary babysitter. "What?" Ardeth asked, after being stared at for several seconds. "Nothing." Alex smirked, and continued staring. "What?" Ardeth asked again, more sternly. Alex shrugged. "Nothing." He giggled a little, never taking his eyes off the older man. "For the love of Ra, what is it?" Ardeth Bay shouted. "Nothing!" Alex was laughing out loud by now. "Then stop it!" Ardeth stood up from his chair, towering over the ten year old. Alex screeched in laughter, still staring.
"Oh, my good man, you've waltzed right into his bloody trap." Jonathan muttered, walking into the tent and plopping down on his cot. "Where are Rick and Evy?" Ardeth asked, gaining his composure back. "Oh they are still down in that stuffy smelly old thing. The gold has already been looted, so why waste the energy, aye?" Evelyn's brother answered, laying down and shifting his hat over his face. "Now be good boys and find another place to play, I am going to sleep."
Ardeth Bay rolled his eyes and guided Alex out of the tent to leave Jonathan in peace. Their voices trailed away into the desert, "Can I ride your horse?" "No." "Why not?" "He doesn't like you." "Just because you don't doesn't mean he doesn't." "Yes it does." "Please?" "No."
An ominous pair of eyes watched as the two carried on, walking no where in particular. "Sir? The boys are ready." Another man walked up behind him. The first man nodded, lowering his binoculars. "Then let's start this. No need to waste time." He turned around, and motioned for another group of four men to head out. The four nodded and began towards the nearest tomb entrance, sticks of TNT in hand.
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A few minutes later, a loud explosion rocked through the chambers that Rick and Evelyn O'Connell were exploring, raising thousands of years worth of dust, and sending debris flying, as well as caving in the only way in or out of the tomb.
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To be continued? Thanks for reading my lil ole story, reviews appreciated.
A/N: My first mummy fic, so sorry if it sucks.
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"Put that down, it's not yours!" Ardeth Bay shouted, snatching the ancient pot from Alex O'Connell's hands. "Do you know what we do to little boys who take things that aren't theirs?" Ardeth questioned. Alex looked up at him quizzically "We cut off their fingers! Now leave these things alone." "Really?!" Alex exclaimed, excited by the man's answer. "No, not really." Ardeth sighed. "But I've half a mind to do it to you anyways. No wonder your parents didn't want you along on the dig."
The two were inside a large tent which served as the O'Connell's temporary home. They were once again out in the deserts of Egypt, this time exploring a newly unearthed tomb in the Valley of the Kings. The recently discovered area held a predicted forty tombs of ancient kings, and as usual Evy and Rick were first in line to excavate one of them. And let's face it, wherever the O'Connells go, ancient curses seem to follow. And it was for this very reason that the elders of the Mad-Jai appointed Ardeth Bay to accompany them, and try to prevent whatever horrible evil they stumbled upon this time. Instead, he was stuck babysitting young Alex.
Alex scrunched his face in annoyance at his temporary babysitter. "What?" Ardeth asked, after being stared at for several seconds. "Nothing." Alex smirked, and continued staring. "What?" Ardeth asked again, more sternly. Alex shrugged. "Nothing." He giggled a little, never taking his eyes off the older man. "For the love of Ra, what is it?" Ardeth Bay shouted. "Nothing!" Alex was laughing out loud by now. "Then stop it!" Ardeth stood up from his chair, towering over the ten year old. Alex screeched in laughter, still staring.
"Oh, my good man, you've waltzed right into his bloody trap." Jonathan muttered, walking into the tent and plopping down on his cot. "Where are Rick and Evy?" Ardeth asked, gaining his composure back. "Oh they are still down in that stuffy smelly old thing. The gold has already been looted, so why waste the energy, aye?" Evelyn's brother answered, laying down and shifting his hat over his face. "Now be good boys and find another place to play, I am going to sleep."
Ardeth Bay rolled his eyes and guided Alex out of the tent to leave Jonathan in peace. Their voices trailed away into the desert, "Can I ride your horse?" "No." "Why not?" "He doesn't like you." "Just because you don't doesn't mean he doesn't." "Yes it does." "Please?" "No."
An ominous pair of eyes watched as the two carried on, walking no where in particular. "Sir? The boys are ready." Another man walked up behind him. The first man nodded, lowering his binoculars. "Then let's start this. No need to waste time." He turned around, and motioned for another group of four men to head out. The four nodded and began towards the nearest tomb entrance, sticks of TNT in hand.
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A few minutes later, a loud explosion rocked through the chambers that Rick and Evelyn O'Connell were exploring, raising thousands of years worth of dust, and sending debris flying, as well as caving in the only way in or out of the tomb.
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To be continued? Thanks for reading my lil ole story, reviews appreciated.