Bcenter"The mummy"
Dawson's Creek style/center/B
BDisclaimer:/B First of all I want to assure you, that I'm not even at the vicinity of a professional screenwriter, so I don't own the fabulous movie "The mummy" or the characters or the idea. And I especially don't own all of the wonderful characters of Dawson's Creek. So please don't sue me for just writing this, because I had nothing to do. P
AUTHOR'S NOTE: If you have anything you want me to put up, or if you have an opinion write to me at any one of my e-mails, mrswittermx@yahoo.com or mrswittermx@netscape.net
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The great immense pyramid could be seen from this city. Thebes. City of the living. Crown jewel of Seti the first. Home of Imhotep, pharaoh's high priest, keeper of the death. Birth place of Anksunamun, pharaoh's mistress, no other man was allowed to touch her. But for their love, they were willing to risk life itself. P
In this specific night, when they were having one of their usual secret meetings, something when terribly wrong. Pharaoh caught them. Tired of hiding beneath the shadows, the couple killed the only person interfering with their love. Being discovered by the personal bodyguards of pharaoh, Anksunamun took her own life, to permit Imhotep to escape. P
To resurrect Anksunamun, Imhotep and his priest broke into her grave and stole her body. They raced deep into the desert, taking Anksunamun corpse to Hamunaptra. City of the dead. Ancient burial city for the sons of pharaohs' and resting place for the wealth of Egypt. For his love, Imhotep dared the anger of the gods by going deep into the city, where he took the black book of the dead from its holly-resting place. Anksunamun's soul had been sent to the dark underworld, her vital organs removed and place in five sacred canopy jars. Anksunamun soul had come back from the dead; but pharaoh's bodyguards had followed Imhotep and stopped him, before the ritual could be completed. P
Imhotep's priests were condemned to be mummified alive. As for Imhotep, he was condemned to endure the "hom-dai" the worst of all ancient curses, one so horrible that it never before been bestowed. He was to remain there in his sarcophagus, the undead for all eternity, the descendents of pharaoh's bodyguards will never allow him to be realized, for him will arise a walking disease, a plague upon mankind, an unholy flesh eater with the strength of ages, power over the sands and the glory of invincibility. P
BHAMUNAPTRA – 1923 BC/B
You could see the hundred or more men dressed in French military clothes, scattered all in front off the door to the ancient city. The one with the highest rank could be easily picked out, for he was the only one of the legion that was on horse. After seeing the massive legion that was galloping toward them, he decided to run for dear life, leaving the next in rank to be promoted. The dashingly handsome young man, in his twenties, with his dark brown hair, and blue-green eyes, understood his duty as he screamed his orders to the rest of the troop. Although with a great battle plan, the out numbered of his legion was noted when they started falling. Refusing to give up he instructed her fellow companion to run for cover as he valiantly fought with a single rifle. Calmly, but with great shots he killed the swordsmen that headed for him. When he run to catch up with his partner that was now closing the heavy stone door, to the only possibly hidden place that existed. P
"Don't close that door!" The soldier screamed to him partner as he arrived at the closed door. The gunshots hit the stone all around him as he began to run, for another direction, defending himself with just to guns. He ran with all his might, jumping over big stones and avoiding the enemy legion. When he was out of bullets and of energy, he stood in front of a strange ancient Egyptian good statue, when he saw the swarm of swordsmen surrounding him; he understood that that was the end of the line. So he closed him eyes, bravely affronting his destiny. When strange sound came from nowhere, scaring the horses and leaving him alone. The noises continued, almost as someone's murmurs; the ground beneath him began to move, hitting him in the face, sanding it. When he escaped that precise zone, he looked down to see that the sand was forming a human face. Knowing that when that kind of phenomenon happened it couldn't be for a good cause, he fled the city and wondered onto the desolate desert, as he continued walking he felt various pairs of eyes boring into him, as he looked up he saw various mysterious looking black dress men, with their horses watching his moves. P
One of them spoke in Egyptian to the one who appeared to be the leader, asking him if they should kill him. But the leader dismissed it, proclaiming that the desert will take care of him. P
TO BE CONTINUED…P
Well that was the very first chapter, as you realized it wasn't very thrilling. But stay tuned; the things are just getting started. But for your opinion of what I should do, or just to say anything to me, write me at mrswittermx@yahoo.com P
In the next chapter. BR
Dawson's Creek style/center/B
BDisclaimer:/B First of all I want to assure you, that I'm not even at the vicinity of a professional screenwriter, so I don't own the fabulous movie "The mummy" or the characters or the idea. And I especially don't own all of the wonderful characters of Dawson's Creek. So please don't sue me for just writing this, because I had nothing to do. P
AUTHOR'S NOTE: If you have anything you want me to put up, or if you have an opinion write to me at any one of my e-mails, mrswittermx@yahoo.com or mrswittermx@netscape.net
***
The great immense pyramid could be seen from this city. Thebes. City of the living. Crown jewel of Seti the first. Home of Imhotep, pharaoh's high priest, keeper of the death. Birth place of Anksunamun, pharaoh's mistress, no other man was allowed to touch her. But for their love, they were willing to risk life itself. P
In this specific night, when they were having one of their usual secret meetings, something when terribly wrong. Pharaoh caught them. Tired of hiding beneath the shadows, the couple killed the only person interfering with their love. Being discovered by the personal bodyguards of pharaoh, Anksunamun took her own life, to permit Imhotep to escape. P
To resurrect Anksunamun, Imhotep and his priest broke into her grave and stole her body. They raced deep into the desert, taking Anksunamun corpse to Hamunaptra. City of the dead. Ancient burial city for the sons of pharaohs' and resting place for the wealth of Egypt. For his love, Imhotep dared the anger of the gods by going deep into the city, where he took the black book of the dead from its holly-resting place. Anksunamun's soul had been sent to the dark underworld, her vital organs removed and place in five sacred canopy jars. Anksunamun soul had come back from the dead; but pharaoh's bodyguards had followed Imhotep and stopped him, before the ritual could be completed. P
Imhotep's priests were condemned to be mummified alive. As for Imhotep, he was condemned to endure the "hom-dai" the worst of all ancient curses, one so horrible that it never before been bestowed. He was to remain there in his sarcophagus, the undead for all eternity, the descendents of pharaoh's bodyguards will never allow him to be realized, for him will arise a walking disease, a plague upon mankind, an unholy flesh eater with the strength of ages, power over the sands and the glory of invincibility. P
BHAMUNAPTRA – 1923 BC/B
You could see the hundred or more men dressed in French military clothes, scattered all in front off the door to the ancient city. The one with the highest rank could be easily picked out, for he was the only one of the legion that was on horse. After seeing the massive legion that was galloping toward them, he decided to run for dear life, leaving the next in rank to be promoted. The dashingly handsome young man, in his twenties, with his dark brown hair, and blue-green eyes, understood his duty as he screamed his orders to the rest of the troop. Although with a great battle plan, the out numbered of his legion was noted when they started falling. Refusing to give up he instructed her fellow companion to run for cover as he valiantly fought with a single rifle. Calmly, but with great shots he killed the swordsmen that headed for him. When he run to catch up with his partner that was now closing the heavy stone door, to the only possibly hidden place that existed. P
"Don't close that door!" The soldier screamed to him partner as he arrived at the closed door. The gunshots hit the stone all around him as he began to run, for another direction, defending himself with just to guns. He ran with all his might, jumping over big stones and avoiding the enemy legion. When he was out of bullets and of energy, he stood in front of a strange ancient Egyptian good statue, when he saw the swarm of swordsmen surrounding him; he understood that that was the end of the line. So he closed him eyes, bravely affronting his destiny. When strange sound came from nowhere, scaring the horses and leaving him alone. The noises continued, almost as someone's murmurs; the ground beneath him began to move, hitting him in the face, sanding it. When he escaped that precise zone, he looked down to see that the sand was forming a human face. Knowing that when that kind of phenomenon happened it couldn't be for a good cause, he fled the city and wondered onto the desolate desert, as he continued walking he felt various pairs of eyes boring into him, as he looked up he saw various mysterious looking black dress men, with their horses watching his moves. P
One of them spoke in Egyptian to the one who appeared to be the leader, asking him if they should kill him. But the leader dismissed it, proclaiming that the desert will take care of him. P
TO BE CONTINUED…P
Well that was the very first chapter, as you realized it wasn't very thrilling. But stay tuned; the things are just getting started. But for your opinion of what I should do, or just to say anything to me, write me at mrswittermx@yahoo.com P
In the next chapter. BR