1 Bcenter
2 "The mummy"
2.1.1 Dawson's Creek style/center/B
center By: Amp P./centerP
BDisclaimer:/B The same thing applies 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
2.1.1.1
2.1.1.2 Chapter TwoP
3 BEl Cairo, Egypt – 3 years later/BP
Walking thru the streets of Egypt you come to the Museum of antiquities. Deep into the core of the museum you could here the firm but feminine voice of a young woman, echoing thru the dusty halls of the old library. "Sacred stones...sculptors and prosthetics...Socrates...Seth, volume one...volume two...and volume three." The young woman pronounced the titles of the books as she arranged them in their respective spot. By the appearance of the girl, with her long chestnut hair tied up in a neat bun, her big dark green eyes covered by a pair of brown bifocals and decent loose-fitting clothes, you could see that she was a discreet but intelligent woman. "T...tutmosis? What are you doing here?" She asked herself with her rich English accent, when she came to a book that didn't belong there. "T, t, t,...T" She recited. "I'm going to put you were you belong." She said as she extended her hand to try to put away the book in the shelve that was in front of her. But by doing that she lost her balance, making the ladder were she was, stand up completely.P
"Help." She softly mustered as she fought to maintain her balance. But with a little misstep she fell taking with her the shelve that she had just been organizing, provoking a dominoes effect, with the rest of the shelves until none of them were standing. "Oops." She said when she realized the disarray she had made.P
"What?..." The voice of an older man was heard; as she saw him standing over a falling shelve. "Look at this!! Son's of the pharaoh's, give frogs, flies, locus, anything but you." He shouted as he came to view with the responsible. "Compared to you the other plagues were a joy."P
"I'm sorry sir, it was an accident." She expressed her regret.P
"My dear girl, when Ramses destroyed Siria, that was an accident...you…are a catastrophe...look at my library!! Why do I put up with you?" He asked with annoyance.P
"Umm...well you put up with me because I can read and write ancient Egyptian, I can decipher hieroglyphics and hieratic..." She said pleasantly at first. "...and well I am the only one with in 1000 miles, who know how to properly code and catalog this library, that's why!" She said letting her fire from inside, that she always keep concealed, escape.P
"I put up with you because your father and mother were our favorite patriots, that's why, may Ala rest their soul..." He solemnly expressed. "... I don't care how you do it, I don't care how long it takes, straighten up this mess!!" He said shouting irritated as he left the woman to attend her problems.P
When she heard a loud thump from the backside. Slowly she walked to the empty room filled with ancient statues and mummies. "Hello..." She spoke to the darkness as she grabbed a stick with fire to lighten her way. "Abdul?...Mahomed?..." No answer, but still more noises, when she reaches what she thinks is the origin of the noises, an old open sarcophagus, cautiously she walked to it, until she was just about to see inside. From nowhere the corpse of a mummified body straightens up, making the young woman screamed at the skeleton. Until she hears a familiar laugh, she recovers of the spook and sees her dear old friend. "Have you no respect for the dead?" She asked annoyed at his malicious jokes.P
The young blond handsome man accommodated himself in a position of chumminess with the rotten skeleton as to make a point. "Of course I do...but sometimes I rather like to join them." He joked in his strong masculine, English voice.P
"Well I wish you would do it sooner rather than lather, before you ruin my carrier the way you ruined yours...now get out." She ordered slapping him softly.P
"My dear, sweet, best friend, I'll have you know that at this precise moment my carrier is on a high note..." He added with a silly gesture in his face as he struggled to get out of the coffin.P
"High not! Ha!..." She retorted, as it was her nature to. "Oh Dawson please I'm not in the mood, I just made a bit of a mess in the library and the scholars rejected my application form again, they said I don't have enough experience in the field."P
"You'll always have me old mom." He sincerely expressed as he hold onto her gaze. You see, Dawson and Joey's family were very close when they were alive, so they grew up together, without any sexual tension in the way. The always consider one another as family and they were so intimately close that they felt like brother and sister, they were always being confused of it, so after a long time, they just stop denying it. "Besides I have just the thing to cheer you up."P
"Oh, no Dawson, not another worthless trinket…" She started with displeasement. "If I have to go take another piece of junk to the curator…to try to sell for you…" Her assertiveness stopped when she saw the small box that Dawson had in his had. "Where did you get this?" She asked interested as she analyzed the little ancient puzzle box.P
"In a dig…down at…Thebes…" He invented, without Joey's acknowledgment. "…in my whole life I have never found anything, Joey please tell me I found something."P
After further observation, Joey moved the top of the box, enabling some old trick that made the box open. "Dawson…I think you found something…" She said as she pulled out what appeared to be an ancient map.P
***P
"Come, come, step over the threshold, welcome to Cairo Prison, my humble home." After getting nowhere with her boss an after he almost burned the entire map. Dawson and Joey decided to investigate on another source. That's why they were now in the middle of the local prison.P
"You told me that you found it in a dig down in Thebes." Joey expressed insulted by Dawson's lying.P
"Yeah well I was mistaken…" Dawson lamely said.P
"You lied to me…" Joey stated.P
"I lie to everyone, what makes you so special?" Dawson retorted.P
"I am like your sister." Joey declared getting angrier by the minute.P
"Yeah, well that only makes you more gullible." Dawson said explaining his actions.P
"Dawson, you stole it from a drunk from the local bar!" Joey shouted a little to loudly to Dawson's like.P
"Picked his pocket actually…so why don't we just…" Dawson mumbled under his breath as he saw they were getting closer to the sell.P
"Stop being so ridiculous…" She interrupted him. "…now why exactly is this man imprisoned for?" She asked the warden for the status of the prisoner they were visiting.P
"Well this I did not know…but when I hear you were coming, I asked it him that myself…" The custodian confessed as the noise coming from the inside got louder.P
"And what did he say?" Joey asked intrigued.P
"He said he was just looking for a good time…" The warden finished just in time to see the prisoner come into the cell. His dark brown hair was long and entangled, he had a messy beard that gave him a dirty look, his clothes were rugged and old, but underneath all that you could still see the same fiery blue-green eyes.P
"This…this is the man you stole it from?" Joey asked Dawson a little repulsed by the attitude of the prisoner.P
"Yes, exactly, so why don't we just go sip our spot of tea?" Dawson offered cowardly.P
"Who are you?" The throaty voice spoke referring to Dawson. "And who's the broad?" He rudely asked as he carefully eyed Joey.P
"Broad?" Joey echoed insulted by the stranger's remark.P
"I'm a missionary sort of chap, spreading the good word…and this is my 'sister' Joey." Dawson introduced himself, as always with lies.P
"How do you do?" Joey asked politely as part of the introduction.P
"Well I guess she's not so bad." Pacey commented dryly.P
"I beg your pardon." Joey exclaimed even more offended. I"Who does this guy think he is?"/I She thought as the Dawson murmured something to her ear. "Ask him about the box." She thought she had heard Dawson said.P
Fortunately the warden have to left to attend some other prisoner that's why Joey was in confidence to ask what she had to asked. "Umm…excuse me." She started looking to gain his attention. "Yeah, we both found your…your puzzle box and we came to ask you about it." She stated shyly.P
Pacey looked carefully at this girl before he answered. "No." He stated.P
"No?" Joey asked confused.P
"No, you came to ask me about Hamunaptra." Pacey answered matter-o- factly.P
"How do you know that the box belong to Hamunaptra?" Joey asked intrigued, while Dawson made a shush sign for Pacey to shut up.P
"Because that were I was when I found it…I was there." He explained not letting go of the strange girl's gaze.P
"But how do we know that's not lot of pig swallow?" Dawson asked getting closer to the cell.P
"You know…do I know you?" Pacey asked as he eyed dubiously Dawson's face.P
"No, I just have one of those faces…" He lamely invented. But just as he had finished, recognition took over Pacey as he remembered him. Punching him straight at the face as he recalled what happened the night they met.P
Pacey received a hit in the ribs by part of the guards because of that hit. Joey intrigued stepped over Dawson, to interrogate this man farther. "You're actually at…Hamunaptra?" Joey asked, in her eyes a spark of interest.P
"Yeah I was there." Pacey said amused by the curiosity in this young woman's dark green eyes.P
"You swear." Joey edged on.P
"Every damn day." Pacey joked with an ironic smile in his face.P
"No, I didn't mean that." Joey responded seriously not getting Pacey's joke.P
"I know what you meant…I was there…Seti's place…city of the death." Pacey confessed.P
"Could…could you tell me how to get there?" Joey said more than fascinated. When she realized what she was asking, she took off her elegant maroon colored hat and used it to protect was she was saying. "I mean the exact location."P
"You want to know?" Pacey asked mocking seriousness.P
"Why yes." Joey stated firmly.P
"You really want to know?" Pacey asked anew getting amused by this girl's actions.P
"Yes!" Joey affirmed.P
Pacey cocked a finger at Joey, signaling to come closer. Joey bent down to his level, and when she was just as the precise distance, Pacey extended his hand reaching for her chin, pulling her in for a brief but intense kiss. "Then get me the hell out of here!!" Pacey said to a still shocked Joey. "Do it lady!!" He screamed when the guards were taking him away.P
"Where are they taking him?" A still flustered Joey asked to the warden who had returned in the nick of time.P
"To be hanged…" He stated. "…apparently he had a very good time."P
Standing in a high balcony watching in the center of the courtyard a small platform right in the middle of it. Where they were talking the stranger to be prepared to be hanged. "I will give you 100 pounds to save this man's life." Joey offered to the warden.P
"Madame I would pay 100 pounds just to see him hang." He countered to Joey.P
"Two hundred." Joey proposed more excitedly.P
"Proceed." The warden ordered ignoring Joey.P
"Three hundred."P
"Any last request pig…" The flunky that was preparing Pacey asked him.P
"Yes, loosen the knot and let me go." He said seriously.P
The flunky got confused and asked his boss if that was possible. After being rejected, he hit Pacey in the back of the head for making his boss get angry at him.P
"Five hundred pounds." Joey offered.P
"And what else? I'm a very lonely man." The warden responded placing a sloppy hand over Joey's thigh. That she hit with her purse immediately.P
Insulted the man gave the order for Pacey to be hanged. The floor beneath his opened, provoking Pacey to fall and the rope to tug his neck, choking him. "NO!" Joey screamed standing up when she was the stranger fall.P
"HA! His neck did not break!" The warden expressed amused by this. "Oh I'm so sorry, now we will see him strangled to death."P
Joey was loosing precious time seeing the young man being slowly choked. But what to do. "He knows the location to Hamunaptra." Joey blurted out, confessing her secret.P
"You lie!" The warden accused her.P
"I would never!" Joey defended herself, offended.P
"You trying to tell me, that this filthy, godless, son of a pig, knows how to get to the city of the dead?" The custodian asked in disbelief.P
"Yes." Joey affirmed.P
"Truly!" He still wasn't convinced.P
"Yes! And if you cut him down we will give you…" She thought for a moment thinking of a correct amount. "Ten percent." She finally decided.P
"Fifty percent…" The greedy man demanded.P
"Twenty…" Joey bargained.P
"Forty…"P
"Thirty…" Joey was getting irritated.P
"Twenty Five!" The warden demanded.P
"Ah!" Joey exclaimed happy at this man's stupidity. "Deal."P
When the custodian realized the mistake he had down, he was put down. "Ohh…cut him down." He ordered angry.P
As Pacey was cut down, his throat was relief of the free passing air that was going in, as he coughed he looked up the balcony to see what had changed this crazy man's mind. When he saw her…there she was again that strange woman, by the way she looked he thought that she was just another insipid English woman (AN: No offense too nobody out there, just trying to make the story more interesting.) but something in the way she was looking at him with a triumphant gaze, let him knew that there was so much more to her.P
3.1.1.1.1.1 TO BE CONTINUED…P
Here ends chapter two, where just getting cooking. Now until now the plot has been the same that the movie, I'm just going to make a little changes. I'm thinking of putting a partner for Dawson, so what do you think…do I leave him with Gretchen or do I put him with Jen? E-MAIL ME FAST so you can give me your opinions mrswittermx@yahoo.com. Don't be afraid to speak (or write at this case)P
3.1.1.1.1.2 In the next episode. BR
I"You wouldn't mind if I brought someone with me, would you?"BR
"By the way…why did you kiss me?/I
2 "The mummy"
2.1.1 Dawson's Creek style/center/B
center By: Amp P./centerP
BDisclaimer:/B The same thing applies 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
2.1.1.1
2.1.1.2 Chapter TwoP
3 BEl Cairo, Egypt – 3 years later/BP
Walking thru the streets of Egypt you come to the Museum of antiquities. Deep into the core of the museum you could here the firm but feminine voice of a young woman, echoing thru the dusty halls of the old library. "Sacred stones...sculptors and prosthetics...Socrates...Seth, volume one...volume two...and volume three." The young woman pronounced the titles of the books as she arranged them in their respective spot. By the appearance of the girl, with her long chestnut hair tied up in a neat bun, her big dark green eyes covered by a pair of brown bifocals and decent loose-fitting clothes, you could see that she was a discreet but intelligent woman. "T...tutmosis? What are you doing here?" She asked herself with her rich English accent, when she came to a book that didn't belong there. "T, t, t,...T" She recited. "I'm going to put you were you belong." She said as she extended her hand to try to put away the book in the shelve that was in front of her. But by doing that she lost her balance, making the ladder were she was, stand up completely.P
"Help." She softly mustered as she fought to maintain her balance. But with a little misstep she fell taking with her the shelve that she had just been organizing, provoking a dominoes effect, with the rest of the shelves until none of them were standing. "Oops." She said when she realized the disarray she had made.P
"What?..." The voice of an older man was heard; as she saw him standing over a falling shelve. "Look at this!! Son's of the pharaoh's, give frogs, flies, locus, anything but you." He shouted as he came to view with the responsible. "Compared to you the other plagues were a joy."P
"I'm sorry sir, it was an accident." She expressed her regret.P
"My dear girl, when Ramses destroyed Siria, that was an accident...you…are a catastrophe...look at my library!! Why do I put up with you?" He asked with annoyance.P
"Umm...well you put up with me because I can read and write ancient Egyptian, I can decipher hieroglyphics and hieratic..." She said pleasantly at first. "...and well I am the only one with in 1000 miles, who know how to properly code and catalog this library, that's why!" She said letting her fire from inside, that she always keep concealed, escape.P
"I put up with you because your father and mother were our favorite patriots, that's why, may Ala rest their soul..." He solemnly expressed. "... I don't care how you do it, I don't care how long it takes, straighten up this mess!!" He said shouting irritated as he left the woman to attend her problems.P
When she heard a loud thump from the backside. Slowly she walked to the empty room filled with ancient statues and mummies. "Hello..." She spoke to the darkness as she grabbed a stick with fire to lighten her way. "Abdul?...Mahomed?..." No answer, but still more noises, when she reaches what she thinks is the origin of the noises, an old open sarcophagus, cautiously she walked to it, until she was just about to see inside. From nowhere the corpse of a mummified body straightens up, making the young woman screamed at the skeleton. Until she hears a familiar laugh, she recovers of the spook and sees her dear old friend. "Have you no respect for the dead?" She asked annoyed at his malicious jokes.P
The young blond handsome man accommodated himself in a position of chumminess with the rotten skeleton as to make a point. "Of course I do...but sometimes I rather like to join them." He joked in his strong masculine, English voice.P
"Well I wish you would do it sooner rather than lather, before you ruin my carrier the way you ruined yours...now get out." She ordered slapping him softly.P
"My dear, sweet, best friend, I'll have you know that at this precise moment my carrier is on a high note..." He added with a silly gesture in his face as he struggled to get out of the coffin.P
"High not! Ha!..." She retorted, as it was her nature to. "Oh Dawson please I'm not in the mood, I just made a bit of a mess in the library and the scholars rejected my application form again, they said I don't have enough experience in the field."P
"You'll always have me old mom." He sincerely expressed as he hold onto her gaze. You see, Dawson and Joey's family were very close when they were alive, so they grew up together, without any sexual tension in the way. The always consider one another as family and they were so intimately close that they felt like brother and sister, they were always being confused of it, so after a long time, they just stop denying it. "Besides I have just the thing to cheer you up."P
"Oh, no Dawson, not another worthless trinket…" She started with displeasement. "If I have to go take another piece of junk to the curator…to try to sell for you…" Her assertiveness stopped when she saw the small box that Dawson had in his had. "Where did you get this?" She asked interested as she analyzed the little ancient puzzle box.P
"In a dig…down at…Thebes…" He invented, without Joey's acknowledgment. "…in my whole life I have never found anything, Joey please tell me I found something."P
After further observation, Joey moved the top of the box, enabling some old trick that made the box open. "Dawson…I think you found something…" She said as she pulled out what appeared to be an ancient map.P
***P
"Come, come, step over the threshold, welcome to Cairo Prison, my humble home." After getting nowhere with her boss an after he almost burned the entire map. Dawson and Joey decided to investigate on another source. That's why they were now in the middle of the local prison.P
"You told me that you found it in a dig down in Thebes." Joey expressed insulted by Dawson's lying.P
"Yeah well I was mistaken…" Dawson lamely said.P
"You lied to me…" Joey stated.P
"I lie to everyone, what makes you so special?" Dawson retorted.P
"I am like your sister." Joey declared getting angrier by the minute.P
"Yeah, well that only makes you more gullible." Dawson said explaining his actions.P
"Dawson, you stole it from a drunk from the local bar!" Joey shouted a little to loudly to Dawson's like.P
"Picked his pocket actually…so why don't we just…" Dawson mumbled under his breath as he saw they were getting closer to the sell.P
"Stop being so ridiculous…" She interrupted him. "…now why exactly is this man imprisoned for?" She asked the warden for the status of the prisoner they were visiting.P
"Well this I did not know…but when I hear you were coming, I asked it him that myself…" The custodian confessed as the noise coming from the inside got louder.P
"And what did he say?" Joey asked intrigued.P
"He said he was just looking for a good time…" The warden finished just in time to see the prisoner come into the cell. His dark brown hair was long and entangled, he had a messy beard that gave him a dirty look, his clothes were rugged and old, but underneath all that you could still see the same fiery blue-green eyes.P
"This…this is the man you stole it from?" Joey asked Dawson a little repulsed by the attitude of the prisoner.P
"Yes, exactly, so why don't we just go sip our spot of tea?" Dawson offered cowardly.P
"Who are you?" The throaty voice spoke referring to Dawson. "And who's the broad?" He rudely asked as he carefully eyed Joey.P
"Broad?" Joey echoed insulted by the stranger's remark.P
"I'm a missionary sort of chap, spreading the good word…and this is my 'sister' Joey." Dawson introduced himself, as always with lies.P
"How do you do?" Joey asked politely as part of the introduction.P
"Well I guess she's not so bad." Pacey commented dryly.P
"I beg your pardon." Joey exclaimed even more offended. I"Who does this guy think he is?"/I She thought as the Dawson murmured something to her ear. "Ask him about the box." She thought she had heard Dawson said.P
Fortunately the warden have to left to attend some other prisoner that's why Joey was in confidence to ask what she had to asked. "Umm…excuse me." She started looking to gain his attention. "Yeah, we both found your…your puzzle box and we came to ask you about it." She stated shyly.P
Pacey looked carefully at this girl before he answered. "No." He stated.P
"No?" Joey asked confused.P
"No, you came to ask me about Hamunaptra." Pacey answered matter-o- factly.P
"How do you know that the box belong to Hamunaptra?" Joey asked intrigued, while Dawson made a shush sign for Pacey to shut up.P
"Because that were I was when I found it…I was there." He explained not letting go of the strange girl's gaze.P
"But how do we know that's not lot of pig swallow?" Dawson asked getting closer to the cell.P
"You know…do I know you?" Pacey asked as he eyed dubiously Dawson's face.P
"No, I just have one of those faces…" He lamely invented. But just as he had finished, recognition took over Pacey as he remembered him. Punching him straight at the face as he recalled what happened the night they met.P
Pacey received a hit in the ribs by part of the guards because of that hit. Joey intrigued stepped over Dawson, to interrogate this man farther. "You're actually at…Hamunaptra?" Joey asked, in her eyes a spark of interest.P
"Yeah I was there." Pacey said amused by the curiosity in this young woman's dark green eyes.P
"You swear." Joey edged on.P
"Every damn day." Pacey joked with an ironic smile in his face.P
"No, I didn't mean that." Joey responded seriously not getting Pacey's joke.P
"I know what you meant…I was there…Seti's place…city of the death." Pacey confessed.P
"Could…could you tell me how to get there?" Joey said more than fascinated. When she realized what she was asking, she took off her elegant maroon colored hat and used it to protect was she was saying. "I mean the exact location."P
"You want to know?" Pacey asked mocking seriousness.P
"Why yes." Joey stated firmly.P
"You really want to know?" Pacey asked anew getting amused by this girl's actions.P
"Yes!" Joey affirmed.P
Pacey cocked a finger at Joey, signaling to come closer. Joey bent down to his level, and when she was just as the precise distance, Pacey extended his hand reaching for her chin, pulling her in for a brief but intense kiss. "Then get me the hell out of here!!" Pacey said to a still shocked Joey. "Do it lady!!" He screamed when the guards were taking him away.P
"Where are they taking him?" A still flustered Joey asked to the warden who had returned in the nick of time.P
"To be hanged…" He stated. "…apparently he had a very good time."P
Standing in a high balcony watching in the center of the courtyard a small platform right in the middle of it. Where they were talking the stranger to be prepared to be hanged. "I will give you 100 pounds to save this man's life." Joey offered to the warden.P
"Madame I would pay 100 pounds just to see him hang." He countered to Joey.P
"Two hundred." Joey proposed more excitedly.P
"Proceed." The warden ordered ignoring Joey.P
"Three hundred."P
"Any last request pig…" The flunky that was preparing Pacey asked him.P
"Yes, loosen the knot and let me go." He said seriously.P
The flunky got confused and asked his boss if that was possible. After being rejected, he hit Pacey in the back of the head for making his boss get angry at him.P
"Five hundred pounds." Joey offered.P
"And what else? I'm a very lonely man." The warden responded placing a sloppy hand over Joey's thigh. That she hit with her purse immediately.P
Insulted the man gave the order for Pacey to be hanged. The floor beneath his opened, provoking Pacey to fall and the rope to tug his neck, choking him. "NO!" Joey screamed standing up when she was the stranger fall.P
"HA! His neck did not break!" The warden expressed amused by this. "Oh I'm so sorry, now we will see him strangled to death."P
Joey was loosing precious time seeing the young man being slowly choked. But what to do. "He knows the location to Hamunaptra." Joey blurted out, confessing her secret.P
"You lie!" The warden accused her.P
"I would never!" Joey defended herself, offended.P
"You trying to tell me, that this filthy, godless, son of a pig, knows how to get to the city of the dead?" The custodian asked in disbelief.P
"Yes." Joey affirmed.P
"Truly!" He still wasn't convinced.P
"Yes! And if you cut him down we will give you…" She thought for a moment thinking of a correct amount. "Ten percent." She finally decided.P
"Fifty percent…" The greedy man demanded.P
"Twenty…" Joey bargained.P
"Forty…"P
"Thirty…" Joey was getting irritated.P
"Twenty Five!" The warden demanded.P
"Ah!" Joey exclaimed happy at this man's stupidity. "Deal."P
When the custodian realized the mistake he had down, he was put down. "Ohh…cut him down." He ordered angry.P
As Pacey was cut down, his throat was relief of the free passing air that was going in, as he coughed he looked up the balcony to see what had changed this crazy man's mind. When he saw her…there she was again that strange woman, by the way she looked he thought that she was just another insipid English woman (AN: No offense too nobody out there, just trying to make the story more interesting.) but something in the way she was looking at him with a triumphant gaze, let him knew that there was so much more to her.P
3.1.1.1.1.1 TO BE CONTINUED…P
Here ends chapter two, where just getting cooking. Now until now the plot has been the same that the movie, I'm just going to make a little changes. I'm thinking of putting a partner for Dawson, so what do you think…do I leave him with Gretchen or do I put him with Jen? E-MAIL ME FAST so you can give me your opinions mrswittermx@yahoo.com. Don't be afraid to speak (or write at this case)P
3.1.1.1.1.2 In the next episode. BR
I"You wouldn't mind if I brought someone with me, would you?"BR
"By the way…why did you kiss me?/I