I feel the first part of this chapter isnt that great. Oh well, such as life. Um....yeah...this is more filler then anything. We really wont get to his pov until we get to more parts of the movie. Doesnt matter, either way, you all like it! Enjoy this, more coming.
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The Med-jai watched and waited as the night slowly lead into day. But it seemed that their attack had not scared away the party. Ardeth watched with the most interest, getting as close as he could to the city with out the party's knowledge. Sometime in the night, the remaining inhabitants of the city had buried the dead in the same general manor they had buried the four who had died the day before. He watched his man the most, studying his mannerisms, and wondered why this man was supposed to be a part of his life.
The day passed slowly, as the remaining sixteen Med-jai slowly dwindled down to ten. Ahmad went back but Ardeth did not. He wanted to see if the party would indeed leave when they were told to.
They did not. In the late afternoon, the sun slipped slowly into the ground and the party stayed where it was. Ardeth, though fuming mad, held off the second attack party. Something was happening down below.
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"NO!"
Ardeth sat up in a panic, cold sweat dripping from his body. Something was not right…something was wrong in the night. Something…that had to do with the creature. He slowed his rapid breathing and looked around. He was still at the make shift camp…he was still with his fellow Med-jai warriors.
Suddenly, a strange wind blew, spooking the horses and sending a chill through every ones body. And a second later, all the warriors looked up as a strange sound filled the air. And what they saw…a cloud, thick and dark was coming right at them! A cloud that moved unnaturally, swarming and wiggling.
Ardeth knew at once what had happened, but could not scream out to his men. The cloud hit them, filling the makeshift camp with thousands of crickets. The cloud…storm…of bugs passed over them and made it's way to Hamunaptra. The horses went crazy, pulling and kicking, trying to get free from where they were tied. The men tore franticly at their clothes, fighting off the hordes of bugs that now swarmed around the Med-jai. Ardeth, brushing the bugs off his robes, looked over at the city, which was now covered, completely in the black storm.
"Get your guns!" He yelled to his men, who were still brushing the bugs from their bodies. "Leave the horses and let's go! They have awoken the creature!"
The very words sent every man there into shock. It even seemed to shock the horses who, for a few seconds, stopped going mad and looked at the chieftain.
Ardeth himself could not believe that he had spoken the words. He stared at his unmoving men, and barked, "NOW!" His men jumped into action, each grabbing a rifle and franticly loading it, Ardeth to did the same.
Then the Med-jai sat off, on foot, running towards the City of the Dead. By the time they arrived, the bugs were gone, and so were just about everyone else. A skinny man, clutching a book and a kanopic jar in his arms, stumbled blindly towards them, eyes wide and filled with fright. It took him a second, but then recognized the warriors. He tried to turn and run, but Ardeth and another warrior pounced, forcing him to his knees.
"Where are the others?!" Ardeth spat.
The man weakly pointed towards an entrance to the inside of the city. Ardeth motioned with his hand, and he and five other men ducked into the hole. They did not get very far.
Another man was crawling on the floor, whimpering softly. And as the warriors ran to him, they recoiled in shock. The man was missing his eyes and tongue. As if sensing their presence, the man whimpered softly and held out a hand, then muffled something that sounded like,
"Help me."
Ardeth motioned to his men, who took the man by the arms and legs and dragged him out into the night. Two of the warriors looked him over, their eyes wide and fearful. Ardeth meanwhile faced the entrance. Waiting.
Then what was left of the tragic party, raced out of the entrance. Each one's faces filled with horror and fright. Four men and the woman--who was holding hands with Ardeth's man--stopped dead in their tracks the second they saw the Med-jai, who were now all pointing guns in their direction. Most of their hands shot up in the air, but the tall one did not. He just stared defiantly at the warriors.
Ardeth's hand rose and pulled down his protective mask, his eyes staring straight at the man.
"I told you to leave or die, you refused. Now you may have killed us all. For you have unleashed the creature that we have feared for more then 3000 years." His eyes scanned over the small party, before landing back on the man.
"Relax, I got him." He said, allowing the Med-jai chieftain to hear his voice for the first time.
"No mortal weapon can kill this creature, he is not of this world!" Ardeth said, bitterly. He stepped aside as two of his warriors dragged the whimpering, fallen man to the feet of his friends. Every one of their faces turned down in shock as they glimpsed the man, as his friends took him into their arms.
"You bastards." One of them spat.
"What did you do to him!?" The other one said, anger filling his voice.
"We saved him! Saved him before the creature could finish his work." He looked at the small party, hating every last one of them. "Now leave, all of you, quickly. Before he finishes you all." Switching to Arabic, he waved his hand and said, "Come, lets go."
His warriors lowered their guns and passed the shaken party, filing into the entrance. Ardeth shot a look at his man before passing him. "We must now go on the hunt, and try and find a way to kill him."
"I already told you, I got him." The man said.
Ardeth turned on his heal, and stared the man right in the face, his voice urgent.
"Know this. This creature is the bringer of death. He will never eat, he will never sleep, he will never stop." With that, Ardeth turned again and marched into the entrance, leaving the group behind.
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The Med-jai couldn't hide their fear as they descended further into the depths of Hamunaptra. With torches held high and weapons held in front of their bodies, Ardeth and his men slowly walked the now empty hallways.
Ardeth had only ventured in to the depths of the city twice before, but never in the way in which they were walking. And when the small group of warriors came to a fork in the hallway, he was as puzzled as the rest of them.
"My Lord…?" One warrior said, in a whisper.
Ardeth looked from his men to the two paths, then back to his men.
"We should go…" He looked at the different paths. "Right."
But before his men could move, an unearthly scream filled the city, and the Med-jai ran down the left hallway. Running along the narrow path, that twisted and turned at every chance it got, the warriors forgot their fright. Finally, the hallway opened into a large, sandy, empty room.
"The scream…it came from here." Ardeth said softly.
A single, dim torch was lying on the floor in the center of the room, casting eerie shadows around the ten men. Scimitar raised, Ardeth carefully walked to the discarded torch. A small, gold, object lie right next to the flame, glistening lightly in the light. Kicking the torch aside, he bent over and picked it up, revealing a tiny ring, in the shape of a snake that would coil around one's finger. Then looking up, he saw a hole, roughly the width of an arm, in the ceiling.
"Pair up, search the whole city. We must find the creature." He told his men.
And the Med-jai searched, for an hour, in the night. But when they all gathered again, their countenance gave away that nothing was found. In furry, Ardeth kicked over one of the empty tents the party had left behind.
"Very well then. The creature…he must be heading to Cairo. In order to regenerate, he will have to feed off of those in the party. He will want to finish off that poor man…" Ardeth seemed to be speaking to himself. "I am going to go after him, maybe my uncle will know what to do."
"Are you sure, my Lord? Do you wish for some of us to come with you?"
"No, I will go alone. You all head back home, tell Ahmad what happened, and tell him that if I need help, I will send for it. Other wise, stay back. I will take care of this."
The uneasy warriors, most of whom were older the Ardeth, looked at each other silently. They could not agree with what their young leader was about to do. Ardeth did not miss the looks of concern and disapproval. He chose to ignore them.
Ten minutes later, The Med-jai chieftain rode off into the night.
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The sky was dark and stormy when Ardeth reached Cairo, two days after the creature had awoken. Lighting streaked across the sky as he rode into the vast city. Ardeth took his horse to a Med-jai corral then ran across the city to the Museum of Antiquities.
"Uncle!" He gasped as he rushed into Dr. Bay's office.
"Ardeth!" The older man stood. "What a pleasant surprise. What are you doing here?"
"It is not the pleasant, I am afraid. The woman who works for you…"
"Ms. Carnahan?"
"What ever her name is…is she here? Have you seen her?"
"No, not today, but she was here briefly yesterday with her brother and another man. Why?"
"Uncle, you might want to sit down for this."
His puzzled relative sat down at his desk, but Ardeth remained standing. And, as he paced back and forth, he told his uncle the story of the past days. He told him everything, the man who Ardeth was supposed to know, the raid, the storm of crickets, and how they had not found the creature that night.
When he was finished, Dr. Bay looked at his nephew, and did not speak a word.
"Uncle?"
"This is all true?" The older man gasped.
"Yes, it is."
"So it has begun…" He could not finish his sentence, for a loud sound fell from the sky, as screams filled the Cairo air. Rushing to a window, they watched on stunned as fireballs rained from the sky, landing on houses and people, filling the town with flames.
"He's here." Ardeth said softly.
Both men turned to each other, shock ringing in each of their eyes.
"I must go find him…" Ardeth began
"NO!" Dr. Bay said, standing between his nephew and the door. "I will not let you go out in this. No doubt Ms. Carnahan and her friends will come to me. So you are to stay here until they do!"
Ardeth stared down at the older, smaller man. They both knew that if he really wanted, Ardeth could just force his way past his uncle and leave. But he did not. With a sigh, he nodded his head.
"Uncle, is there any way to kill the creature?"
Dr. Bay gave a small laugh and shook his head. "I am afraid, we do not know of one. That is the ironic part about all this, we know every thing about the creature and his story, but we do not know a way to kill him."
"Is there nothing you can think of?"
"I could not tell you a thing."
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A few minutes later, the two Med-jai heard voices coming down the hall towards them.
"There is only one person I know who can possibly give us any answers." A woman's voice said, as the group rounded the corner into the office. Ardeth saw at once that it was the people who had awoken the creature, and could barley contain the hatred inside of him.
"YOU!" the woman, Ms. Carnahan, as uncle had called her, exclaimed, the second she laid eyes on Ardeth. In an immediate response, three of the men pulled their guns out and pointed them at the warrior.
"Ms. Carnahan, gentlemen." Dr. Bay said, in a cool voice.
"What is he doing here?" She spat.
"Do you really want to know? Or would you just prefer to just…shoot us?"
"After what I just saw, I'm willing to go on a little faith here." The tall man, Ardeth's guy, said, as he re holstered his pistol. His eyes never left Ardeth for a second. The Med-jai himself stared down the man, looking him and his party over. The other two men also holstered their guns, as they all slowly spilled into the office.
Ardeth kept close to his uncle, as Ms. Carnahan and the tall man stuck close together, the other two Americans went to the other side of the room. And the brother, who Ardeth had to assume, was Mr. Carnahan, walked to the Pharaoh's chariot and hopped on, pushing the dummy pharaoh aside. The all looked at each other, as if trying to find out who would go first. But the Med-jai knew that questions had to be answered so calmly, Dr. Bay began.
"We are part of an ancient secret society, for over three thousand years we have guarded The City of the Dead. We are sworn at manhood to do any and all in our power to stop the High Priest Imhotep from being reborn into this world."
"And now because of you, we have failed." Ardeth couldn't help but throw in, glaring at the tall man, who was sitting in a chair.
"And you think this justifies killing innocent people!?" Ms. Carnahan asked, staring at the two men.
"To stop this creature? Let me think…" Dr. Bay asked.
"Yes!" Both he and Ardeth said at the same time, causing the woman to jump slightly.
"Question," the tall man asked, pointing his finger up, "Why doesn't he like cats?"
"Cats are the guardians of the underworld. He will fear them until he is fully regenerated."
"And then he will fear nothing." Ardeth chimed in.
One of the Americans spoke up.
"Yeah, And ya know how he gets fully regenerated?!"
"By killing everybody who opened that chest." The other American said, looking at his gun.
"And sucking us dry! That's how!"
A noise came from behind them, a light thwack, as Ms. Carnahan stepped forward.
"Jonathan, will you stop playing with that!" She said rather crossly, to her brother on the chariot. "When I saw him alive At Hamunaptra, he called me Anuck-su-namun."
Ardeth swiftly looked at his uncle, both sets of eyes wide.
"And then, just now, in Mister Burns' quarters he tried to kiss me."
Ardeth and Dr. Bay did not take their eyes off each other.
"Because of his love for Anuck-su-namun that he was cursed. Apparently even after three thousand years…"
"He's still in love with her." Ardeth finished the sentence.
"Yes, well that's very romantic, but what does that have to do with me?" The British woman asked.
"Perhaps he will once again try and raise her from the dead." Ardeth said, leaning over his uncle's chair.
"It appears he has already chosen his human sacrifice." Both men turned and looked at Ms. Carnahan. Who looked shocked and turned away herself.
"Bad luck ol'mum." Her brother said softly, leaning over the side of the chariot. Ardeth turned and looked at him. He seemed like a troublemaker, in fact they all did. He was the one Ardeth had chased in the raid. The woman seemed shocked and rather prude. Pacing back and forth in her thoughts. The tall man, who was also an American, sat silently and watched the woman, every once and a while looking over at the Med-jai chieftain. And Ardeth wondered if he felt he had to know the warrior. The other two Americans looked shocked and sad, and very afraid.
"On the contrary," Dr. Bay was saying, standing and walking over to the woman. "It may just give us the time we need to kill the creature!"
Something caught Ardeth's eye and he looked up through the top windows on the opposite wall.
"We will need all the help we can get. His powers are growing!" He said, his voice now echoing in the silent office. Every one stood and stared up at the sight through the window. It was a full eclipse. And as the moon fell over the sun, causing the sky and everything around to go dark, Mr. Carnahan, still standing in the chariot, said softly.
"...And he stretched forth his hands towards the heavens, and there was darkness throughout the land of Egypt."
Ardeth and his uncle looked at each other.
"Something has to be done, quickly." Dr. Bay said.
"Your friend, I take it he is dead?" Ardeth asked, turning to the American men. They both shot him a dirty look, as if it was the Med-jai's fault, and nodded.
"We need to get all of you in the same room." The tall man said, looking also at the Americans.
Mr. Carnahan stepped down from the chariot, nearly knocking over the dummy pharaoh again.
Once again, the small group looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
"We should stay here, go through our files." Dr. Bay said, turning to Ardeth, who nodded. He then turned to the troublemakers, "You go someplace safe, we should meet back here soon. In maybe…an hour?"
They all nodded, then slowly walked out of the room.
"O'Connell, where should we go?" Ms. Carnahan asked, at the side of the tall, American man.
"Back to the fort, no doubt." He said, casting one last glance at Ardeth.
"I'm all for that idea!" Mr. Carnahan said, catching up to his sister and friend. Soon, their voices disappeared down the hallway.
"O'Connell." Ardeth said softly to himself. "So that is his name."
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I had to watch the museum scene a few times to get it just right. But I did...I hope. I went back over it a few times to get it just right. Thats the trouble with writing directly from the movie. By the way, as before said, The Mummy Returns! Oct 2! YAY!
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The Med-jai watched and waited as the night slowly lead into day. But it seemed that their attack had not scared away the party. Ardeth watched with the most interest, getting as close as he could to the city with out the party's knowledge. Sometime in the night, the remaining inhabitants of the city had buried the dead in the same general manor they had buried the four who had died the day before. He watched his man the most, studying his mannerisms, and wondered why this man was supposed to be a part of his life.
The day passed slowly, as the remaining sixteen Med-jai slowly dwindled down to ten. Ahmad went back but Ardeth did not. He wanted to see if the party would indeed leave when they were told to.
They did not. In the late afternoon, the sun slipped slowly into the ground and the party stayed where it was. Ardeth, though fuming mad, held off the second attack party. Something was happening down below.
~~
"NO!"
Ardeth sat up in a panic, cold sweat dripping from his body. Something was not right…something was wrong in the night. Something…that had to do with the creature. He slowed his rapid breathing and looked around. He was still at the make shift camp…he was still with his fellow Med-jai warriors.
Suddenly, a strange wind blew, spooking the horses and sending a chill through every ones body. And a second later, all the warriors looked up as a strange sound filled the air. And what they saw…a cloud, thick and dark was coming right at them! A cloud that moved unnaturally, swarming and wiggling.
Ardeth knew at once what had happened, but could not scream out to his men. The cloud hit them, filling the makeshift camp with thousands of crickets. The cloud…storm…of bugs passed over them and made it's way to Hamunaptra. The horses went crazy, pulling and kicking, trying to get free from where they were tied. The men tore franticly at their clothes, fighting off the hordes of bugs that now swarmed around the Med-jai. Ardeth, brushing the bugs off his robes, looked over at the city, which was now covered, completely in the black storm.
"Get your guns!" He yelled to his men, who were still brushing the bugs from their bodies. "Leave the horses and let's go! They have awoken the creature!"
The very words sent every man there into shock. It even seemed to shock the horses who, for a few seconds, stopped going mad and looked at the chieftain.
Ardeth himself could not believe that he had spoken the words. He stared at his unmoving men, and barked, "NOW!" His men jumped into action, each grabbing a rifle and franticly loading it, Ardeth to did the same.
Then the Med-jai sat off, on foot, running towards the City of the Dead. By the time they arrived, the bugs were gone, and so were just about everyone else. A skinny man, clutching a book and a kanopic jar in his arms, stumbled blindly towards them, eyes wide and filled with fright. It took him a second, but then recognized the warriors. He tried to turn and run, but Ardeth and another warrior pounced, forcing him to his knees.
"Where are the others?!" Ardeth spat.
The man weakly pointed towards an entrance to the inside of the city. Ardeth motioned with his hand, and he and five other men ducked into the hole. They did not get very far.
Another man was crawling on the floor, whimpering softly. And as the warriors ran to him, they recoiled in shock. The man was missing his eyes and tongue. As if sensing their presence, the man whimpered softly and held out a hand, then muffled something that sounded like,
"Help me."
Ardeth motioned to his men, who took the man by the arms and legs and dragged him out into the night. Two of the warriors looked him over, their eyes wide and fearful. Ardeth meanwhile faced the entrance. Waiting.
Then what was left of the tragic party, raced out of the entrance. Each one's faces filled with horror and fright. Four men and the woman--who was holding hands with Ardeth's man--stopped dead in their tracks the second they saw the Med-jai, who were now all pointing guns in their direction. Most of their hands shot up in the air, but the tall one did not. He just stared defiantly at the warriors.
Ardeth's hand rose and pulled down his protective mask, his eyes staring straight at the man.
"I told you to leave or die, you refused. Now you may have killed us all. For you have unleashed the creature that we have feared for more then 3000 years." His eyes scanned over the small party, before landing back on the man.
"Relax, I got him." He said, allowing the Med-jai chieftain to hear his voice for the first time.
"No mortal weapon can kill this creature, he is not of this world!" Ardeth said, bitterly. He stepped aside as two of his warriors dragged the whimpering, fallen man to the feet of his friends. Every one of their faces turned down in shock as they glimpsed the man, as his friends took him into their arms.
"You bastards." One of them spat.
"What did you do to him!?" The other one said, anger filling his voice.
"We saved him! Saved him before the creature could finish his work." He looked at the small party, hating every last one of them. "Now leave, all of you, quickly. Before he finishes you all." Switching to Arabic, he waved his hand and said, "Come, lets go."
His warriors lowered their guns and passed the shaken party, filing into the entrance. Ardeth shot a look at his man before passing him. "We must now go on the hunt, and try and find a way to kill him."
"I already told you, I got him." The man said.
Ardeth turned on his heal, and stared the man right in the face, his voice urgent.
"Know this. This creature is the bringer of death. He will never eat, he will never sleep, he will never stop." With that, Ardeth turned again and marched into the entrance, leaving the group behind.
~~
The Med-jai couldn't hide their fear as they descended further into the depths of Hamunaptra. With torches held high and weapons held in front of their bodies, Ardeth and his men slowly walked the now empty hallways.
Ardeth had only ventured in to the depths of the city twice before, but never in the way in which they were walking. And when the small group of warriors came to a fork in the hallway, he was as puzzled as the rest of them.
"My Lord…?" One warrior said, in a whisper.
Ardeth looked from his men to the two paths, then back to his men.
"We should go…" He looked at the different paths. "Right."
But before his men could move, an unearthly scream filled the city, and the Med-jai ran down the left hallway. Running along the narrow path, that twisted and turned at every chance it got, the warriors forgot their fright. Finally, the hallway opened into a large, sandy, empty room.
"The scream…it came from here." Ardeth said softly.
A single, dim torch was lying on the floor in the center of the room, casting eerie shadows around the ten men. Scimitar raised, Ardeth carefully walked to the discarded torch. A small, gold, object lie right next to the flame, glistening lightly in the light. Kicking the torch aside, he bent over and picked it up, revealing a tiny ring, in the shape of a snake that would coil around one's finger. Then looking up, he saw a hole, roughly the width of an arm, in the ceiling.
"Pair up, search the whole city. We must find the creature." He told his men.
And the Med-jai searched, for an hour, in the night. But when they all gathered again, their countenance gave away that nothing was found. In furry, Ardeth kicked over one of the empty tents the party had left behind.
"Very well then. The creature…he must be heading to Cairo. In order to regenerate, he will have to feed off of those in the party. He will want to finish off that poor man…" Ardeth seemed to be speaking to himself. "I am going to go after him, maybe my uncle will know what to do."
"Are you sure, my Lord? Do you wish for some of us to come with you?"
"No, I will go alone. You all head back home, tell Ahmad what happened, and tell him that if I need help, I will send for it. Other wise, stay back. I will take care of this."
The uneasy warriors, most of whom were older the Ardeth, looked at each other silently. They could not agree with what their young leader was about to do. Ardeth did not miss the looks of concern and disapproval. He chose to ignore them.
Ten minutes later, The Med-jai chieftain rode off into the night.
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The sky was dark and stormy when Ardeth reached Cairo, two days after the creature had awoken. Lighting streaked across the sky as he rode into the vast city. Ardeth took his horse to a Med-jai corral then ran across the city to the Museum of Antiquities.
"Uncle!" He gasped as he rushed into Dr. Bay's office.
"Ardeth!" The older man stood. "What a pleasant surprise. What are you doing here?"
"It is not the pleasant, I am afraid. The woman who works for you…"
"Ms. Carnahan?"
"What ever her name is…is she here? Have you seen her?"
"No, not today, but she was here briefly yesterday with her brother and another man. Why?"
"Uncle, you might want to sit down for this."
His puzzled relative sat down at his desk, but Ardeth remained standing. And, as he paced back and forth, he told his uncle the story of the past days. He told him everything, the man who Ardeth was supposed to know, the raid, the storm of crickets, and how they had not found the creature that night.
When he was finished, Dr. Bay looked at his nephew, and did not speak a word.
"Uncle?"
"This is all true?" The older man gasped.
"Yes, it is."
"So it has begun…" He could not finish his sentence, for a loud sound fell from the sky, as screams filled the Cairo air. Rushing to a window, they watched on stunned as fireballs rained from the sky, landing on houses and people, filling the town with flames.
"He's here." Ardeth said softly.
Both men turned to each other, shock ringing in each of their eyes.
"I must go find him…" Ardeth began
"NO!" Dr. Bay said, standing between his nephew and the door. "I will not let you go out in this. No doubt Ms. Carnahan and her friends will come to me. So you are to stay here until they do!"
Ardeth stared down at the older, smaller man. They both knew that if he really wanted, Ardeth could just force his way past his uncle and leave. But he did not. With a sigh, he nodded his head.
"Uncle, is there any way to kill the creature?"
Dr. Bay gave a small laugh and shook his head. "I am afraid, we do not know of one. That is the ironic part about all this, we know every thing about the creature and his story, but we do not know a way to kill him."
"Is there nothing you can think of?"
"I could not tell you a thing."
~~
A few minutes later, the two Med-jai heard voices coming down the hall towards them.
"There is only one person I know who can possibly give us any answers." A woman's voice said, as the group rounded the corner into the office. Ardeth saw at once that it was the people who had awoken the creature, and could barley contain the hatred inside of him.
"YOU!" the woman, Ms. Carnahan, as uncle had called her, exclaimed, the second she laid eyes on Ardeth. In an immediate response, three of the men pulled their guns out and pointed them at the warrior.
"Ms. Carnahan, gentlemen." Dr. Bay said, in a cool voice.
"What is he doing here?" She spat.
"Do you really want to know? Or would you just prefer to just…shoot us?"
"After what I just saw, I'm willing to go on a little faith here." The tall man, Ardeth's guy, said, as he re holstered his pistol. His eyes never left Ardeth for a second. The Med-jai himself stared down the man, looking him and his party over. The other two men also holstered their guns, as they all slowly spilled into the office.
Ardeth kept close to his uncle, as Ms. Carnahan and the tall man stuck close together, the other two Americans went to the other side of the room. And the brother, who Ardeth had to assume, was Mr. Carnahan, walked to the Pharaoh's chariot and hopped on, pushing the dummy pharaoh aside. The all looked at each other, as if trying to find out who would go first. But the Med-jai knew that questions had to be answered so calmly, Dr. Bay began.
"We are part of an ancient secret society, for over three thousand years we have guarded The City of the Dead. We are sworn at manhood to do any and all in our power to stop the High Priest Imhotep from being reborn into this world."
"And now because of you, we have failed." Ardeth couldn't help but throw in, glaring at the tall man, who was sitting in a chair.
"And you think this justifies killing innocent people!?" Ms. Carnahan asked, staring at the two men.
"To stop this creature? Let me think…" Dr. Bay asked.
"Yes!" Both he and Ardeth said at the same time, causing the woman to jump slightly.
"Question," the tall man asked, pointing his finger up, "Why doesn't he like cats?"
"Cats are the guardians of the underworld. He will fear them until he is fully regenerated."
"And then he will fear nothing." Ardeth chimed in.
One of the Americans spoke up.
"Yeah, And ya know how he gets fully regenerated?!"
"By killing everybody who opened that chest." The other American said, looking at his gun.
"And sucking us dry! That's how!"
A noise came from behind them, a light thwack, as Ms. Carnahan stepped forward.
"Jonathan, will you stop playing with that!" She said rather crossly, to her brother on the chariot. "When I saw him alive At Hamunaptra, he called me Anuck-su-namun."
Ardeth swiftly looked at his uncle, both sets of eyes wide.
"And then, just now, in Mister Burns' quarters he tried to kiss me."
Ardeth and Dr. Bay did not take their eyes off each other.
"Because of his love for Anuck-su-namun that he was cursed. Apparently even after three thousand years…"
"He's still in love with her." Ardeth finished the sentence.
"Yes, well that's very romantic, but what does that have to do with me?" The British woman asked.
"Perhaps he will once again try and raise her from the dead." Ardeth said, leaning over his uncle's chair.
"It appears he has already chosen his human sacrifice." Both men turned and looked at Ms. Carnahan. Who looked shocked and turned away herself.
"Bad luck ol'mum." Her brother said softly, leaning over the side of the chariot. Ardeth turned and looked at him. He seemed like a troublemaker, in fact they all did. He was the one Ardeth had chased in the raid. The woman seemed shocked and rather prude. Pacing back and forth in her thoughts. The tall man, who was also an American, sat silently and watched the woman, every once and a while looking over at the Med-jai chieftain. And Ardeth wondered if he felt he had to know the warrior. The other two Americans looked shocked and sad, and very afraid.
"On the contrary," Dr. Bay was saying, standing and walking over to the woman. "It may just give us the time we need to kill the creature!"
Something caught Ardeth's eye and he looked up through the top windows on the opposite wall.
"We will need all the help we can get. His powers are growing!" He said, his voice now echoing in the silent office. Every one stood and stared up at the sight through the window. It was a full eclipse. And as the moon fell over the sun, causing the sky and everything around to go dark, Mr. Carnahan, still standing in the chariot, said softly.
"...And he stretched forth his hands towards the heavens, and there was darkness throughout the land of Egypt."
Ardeth and his uncle looked at each other.
"Something has to be done, quickly." Dr. Bay said.
"Your friend, I take it he is dead?" Ardeth asked, turning to the American men. They both shot him a dirty look, as if it was the Med-jai's fault, and nodded.
"We need to get all of you in the same room." The tall man said, looking also at the Americans.
Mr. Carnahan stepped down from the chariot, nearly knocking over the dummy pharaoh again.
Once again, the small group looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
"We should stay here, go through our files." Dr. Bay said, turning to Ardeth, who nodded. He then turned to the troublemakers, "You go someplace safe, we should meet back here soon. In maybe…an hour?"
They all nodded, then slowly walked out of the room.
"O'Connell, where should we go?" Ms. Carnahan asked, at the side of the tall, American man.
"Back to the fort, no doubt." He said, casting one last glance at Ardeth.
"I'm all for that idea!" Mr. Carnahan said, catching up to his sister and friend. Soon, their voices disappeared down the hallway.
"O'Connell." Ardeth said softly to himself. "So that is his name."
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I had to watch the museum scene a few times to get it just right. But I did...I hope. I went back over it a few times to get it just right. Thats the trouble with writing directly from the movie. By the way, as before said, The Mummy Returns! Oct 2! YAY!