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Ardeth paced outside the tent nervously. If Rick's entire family was dead then that would mean that Rick had nowhere to go, which was why a Medjai medic was attending to him.
Ardeth didn't like to admit it, but if Rick was to stay with them, then maybe he would accept his past, and become the Medjai Leader. Ardeth stopped that train of thought when Olsl walked up beside him.
He spoke. "Sir, the Books and Key are secure. They won't be used again." Ardeth nodded, then continued pacing. Olsl hesitated, then asked, "Why are you so friendly toward this man?"
Ardeth looked at him and sighed. "Yes, I suppose that you were getting pretty lousy information on the front line. His name is Rick O'Connell, and he is the Wahid."
Olsl gasped. "You mean, he's the lost Medjai?!?!" Ardeth nodded. "When we first met, we were enemies, mostly because he helped to raise the Creature. During the second time, he and I were friends. As were his wife and family. But now," Ardeth looked at Olsl with sadness written all over his face. "Now, we are all he has left."
Olsl looked thoughtful for a moment, then asked, "How did you know about the brace?" Ardeth answered while continuing to pace. "He has the Mark under it. He never likes to display it, so he wears a brace to cover it up. His story is that he got it in an orphanage in Cairo."
Olsl was about to ask something else when the medic, Ligtor, left the tent. Ardeth asked, "Well?" Ligtor looked at his leader. "It's not good, sir. He's lost an immense amount of blood. And he's also got several broken ribs. Besides that, he's got bruises the size of the desert all over his upper body. I've done all I can for him, but now his fate is in his hands. Based upon what you've told me, if he loved his family as much as you say he did, then he might just decide to keel over and die to join them." Ligtor shook his head, saying, "I'm sorry."
Then, he picked up his bag and hobbled away. Ardeth sighed, and looked at his friend. "Olsl, wait here for a moment. I'll be back shortly."
Then, he disapeered into the tent. He looked toward the bed in the center of the tent. There was a blanket acting as a pillow, and bandages covered most of Rick's upper body. His eyes were closed, and his breathing was shallow.
Ardeth sat down in the chair next to him. He sighed and said, "O'Connell, you've got alot of guts." To his surprise, Rick answered, "Please, don't call me O'Connell. I'm not him anymore." Rick's eyes opened. He spoke in a low voice. "Ardeth, have you ever remembered any of your past lives?" Ardeth shook his head.
Rick paused for a moment, then said, "I have. When I was hanging on to the edge of the Pit of Hell, I saw one. You were right. I saw me and Evel- I mean Princess Nerfertiti. I was in all this Medjai stuff. Knives, swords, tattoos, you name it. I was watching her on a balcony. I didn't like her being out there because of the attacks that had been going on, but she insisted. Suddenly, I heard something, like a pinging noise, then I felt an arrow shoot through my neck. The next and last thing I saw was the Princess turn toward me with a dagger through her heart. The last thing I heard while I was falling was the Princess saying 'Death is only the beggining.' We died together. You were right, Ardeth. I'm a Medjai, sworn to protect her. But I failed, and that's why I'm here again. Now that I've failed again, maybe I should kill myself so I can try again in another time."
Ardeth said quickly, "No! You can't die!" Rick looked at him, and asked, "Why not? She saved me from dying, when I was about to be hanged, and who knows how many times she's saved me. I can't even keep her safe for one lifetime." Ardeth said, "Let me tell you something, Rick O'Connell. When you brought the Creature back to life for the first time I was tempted to kill myself, but I didn't. When he came to life the second time, I almost plunged my own sword into my heart. But my father told me that if I died, then what chance would I have to protect the resting place?"
Rick coughed, then said, "Yeah, well he's the undead. Evy's dead for good, and I don't think another Princess is going to entrust herself in my care."
Ardeth looked at him with worry. Tears were once again flowing down his cheeks. Rick closed his eyes and asked, "Ardeth, have you ever had a wife?"
Ardeth sighed. "Yes. One, during the first attack. She was killed. I don't know how, but when I got back to the village, she was dead. Why?"
Rick suddenly whipped his hand into Ardeth's robes and grabbed his sword. Ardeth stumbled out of the chair and looked at Rick incredously.
Rick's eyes blazed. He wasn't himself, that was clear. He held the sword up to his own throat and said, "Then you know what it felt like. So, what would you do if you had nothing left to live for?"
Please R/R! This is my 1st fic, so be nice. Oh, I need opinions. Who wants the others to come back alive? Please say in review!!!
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Ardeth paced outside the tent nervously. If Rick's entire family was dead then that would mean that Rick had nowhere to go, which was why a Medjai medic was attending to him.
Ardeth didn't like to admit it, but if Rick was to stay with them, then maybe he would accept his past, and become the Medjai Leader. Ardeth stopped that train of thought when Olsl walked up beside him.
He spoke. "Sir, the Books and Key are secure. They won't be used again." Ardeth nodded, then continued pacing. Olsl hesitated, then asked, "Why are you so friendly toward this man?"
Ardeth looked at him and sighed. "Yes, I suppose that you were getting pretty lousy information on the front line. His name is Rick O'Connell, and he is the Wahid."
Olsl gasped. "You mean, he's the lost Medjai?!?!" Ardeth nodded. "When we first met, we were enemies, mostly because he helped to raise the Creature. During the second time, he and I were friends. As were his wife and family. But now," Ardeth looked at Olsl with sadness written all over his face. "Now, we are all he has left."
Olsl looked thoughtful for a moment, then asked, "How did you know about the brace?" Ardeth answered while continuing to pace. "He has the Mark under it. He never likes to display it, so he wears a brace to cover it up. His story is that he got it in an orphanage in Cairo."
Olsl was about to ask something else when the medic, Ligtor, left the tent. Ardeth asked, "Well?" Ligtor looked at his leader. "It's not good, sir. He's lost an immense amount of blood. And he's also got several broken ribs. Besides that, he's got bruises the size of the desert all over his upper body. I've done all I can for him, but now his fate is in his hands. Based upon what you've told me, if he loved his family as much as you say he did, then he might just decide to keel over and die to join them." Ligtor shook his head, saying, "I'm sorry."
Then, he picked up his bag and hobbled away. Ardeth sighed, and looked at his friend. "Olsl, wait here for a moment. I'll be back shortly."
Then, he disapeered into the tent. He looked toward the bed in the center of the tent. There was a blanket acting as a pillow, and bandages covered most of Rick's upper body. His eyes were closed, and his breathing was shallow.
Ardeth sat down in the chair next to him. He sighed and said, "O'Connell, you've got alot of guts." To his surprise, Rick answered, "Please, don't call me O'Connell. I'm not him anymore." Rick's eyes opened. He spoke in a low voice. "Ardeth, have you ever remembered any of your past lives?" Ardeth shook his head.
Rick paused for a moment, then said, "I have. When I was hanging on to the edge of the Pit of Hell, I saw one. You were right. I saw me and Evel- I mean Princess Nerfertiti. I was in all this Medjai stuff. Knives, swords, tattoos, you name it. I was watching her on a balcony. I didn't like her being out there because of the attacks that had been going on, but she insisted. Suddenly, I heard something, like a pinging noise, then I felt an arrow shoot through my neck. The next and last thing I saw was the Princess turn toward me with a dagger through her heart. The last thing I heard while I was falling was the Princess saying 'Death is only the beggining.' We died together. You were right, Ardeth. I'm a Medjai, sworn to protect her. But I failed, and that's why I'm here again. Now that I've failed again, maybe I should kill myself so I can try again in another time."
Ardeth said quickly, "No! You can't die!" Rick looked at him, and asked, "Why not? She saved me from dying, when I was about to be hanged, and who knows how many times she's saved me. I can't even keep her safe for one lifetime." Ardeth said, "Let me tell you something, Rick O'Connell. When you brought the Creature back to life for the first time I was tempted to kill myself, but I didn't. When he came to life the second time, I almost plunged my own sword into my heart. But my father told me that if I died, then what chance would I have to protect the resting place?"
Rick coughed, then said, "Yeah, well he's the undead. Evy's dead for good, and I don't think another Princess is going to entrust herself in my care."
Ardeth looked at him with worry. Tears were once again flowing down his cheeks. Rick closed his eyes and asked, "Ardeth, have you ever had a wife?"
Ardeth sighed. "Yes. One, during the first attack. She was killed. I don't know how, but when I got back to the village, she was dead. Why?"
Rick suddenly whipped his hand into Ardeth's robes and grabbed his sword. Ardeth stumbled out of the chair and looked at Rick incredously.
Rick's eyes blazed. He wasn't himself, that was clear. He held the sword up to his own throat and said, "Then you know what it felt like. So, what would you do if you had nothing left to live for?"
Please R/R! This is my 1st fic, so be nice. Oh, I need opinions. Who wants the others to come back alive? Please say in review!!!
