"That's why you know so much. You were there!" agreed Ardeth. "You must have been there to know as much as you do!"
Laron laughed.
"Prove it if you can and I know you can not," he said.
Isis appeared out of nowhere and pounced on Ramses' arm, allowing Catlanda to squirm free. She ran for Ardeth and hid behind him. The pharaoh knocked the lynx to the ground while Ardeth ran up to Laron and grabbed his collar.
"Isis!" cried Catlanda.
"You will pay dearly for what you've done. You murdered two good friends of mine, leaving an innocent child an orphan," Ardeth snarled at him.
Laron laughed and shook his head, smiling. Catlanda spun around and put on an angry face as she looked at him.
"And I can prove it. Spire of Isis, show us the attack on the Medjai, 1918!" she cried, throwing it on the ground.
It rose up into the air, its yellow eyes glowing and everybody stood there, watching it carefully. Rick was amazed as he looked away slightly as the Spire rotated and hovered in the air. A bright light came from its eyes. Soon, it stopped and faced the direction Catlanda and Ardeth were in.
"It is time," the rod said.
A bright light came from the bottom, covering the entire floor of the room and four arms of light reached out from the mouth. One went towards Ardeth, another to Laron, one to Catlanda and Isis. They grasped around each of their waists. Laron tried to grasp at something in order to free himself but to no avail.
"What exactly is going on here?" Rick wanted to know.
Alex smiled as he looked at the light show. Jonathan was amazed as well.
"This must be a recreation of what happened that fateful night," Evie whispered to herself.
An older version of Isis was soon taken out of the lynx. She roared. A baby cried as it was taken out of Catlanda while younger versions were taken out of Ardeth and Laron. They struggled as they were taken into the Spire and a room appeared around the small group. It was in a small home.
Two people walked into view. They were preparing to go to bed when a younger Laron barged through the door with several men.
"Where's the Spire of Isis? We know you have it," he demanded, taking out his gun.
"You're not getting it. Ever. You will pay for this," the man angrily replied.
"Then you shall die if you won't tell us," Laron said, pulling the triggor.
He shot them several times.He suddenly heard voices coming from outside and took shelter in the shadows as some of the other Medjai came running inside the house and found the gruesome scene. Ardeth knelt by his friend, who was barely breathing. He looked up at Ardeth with a smile.
"Ardeth, the baby's...in the next room . Please take care of her and protect the Spire of Isis. It - must not - fall into the wrong hands," he said quietly, coughing.
"Don't speak now. Everything will be safe, I promise. Both of your treasures will be protected for a long time," Ardeth told him, taking his friend's hand.
"Thank you, my friend," he managed to gasp.
He gasped and his grip loosened before Ardeth hurried into the next room. Laron took this chance to disappear into the night. Ardeth looked around the room. He saw no sign of the Spire. He picked up Catlanda and a small child's toy fell from the blankets into the crib. He picked it up. It glowed a bit as it grew to its normal size. He was in awe as he stared at the Spire of Isis before him.
He looked out the window and saw the silohette of a lynx against the moonlight. It roared and growled as if to tell him a story. Ardeth looked at the Spire again.
The recreation stopped and the beings of light went back to their owners. The four stood up and Isis ran over to Catlanda as she grabbed the fallen Spire before Ramses or Laron could.
"What just happened?"asked Alex.
"The Spire...it looked over us to see if we were there. There were younger versions of us and an older version of Isis because it was her grandmother that was there, not her," explained Catlanda.
Rick pulled out a couple of guns and aimed them at Laron, who aimed a couple back at him. A few of his men came out to help.
"They're right you know. You were there. I hate people who kill for greed," Rick angrily told him.
"I killed a Medjai and his wife. So what? What can you do? I can only be convicted under their law," Laron laughed as his guns clicked.
He shot them and Rick managed to dodge out of the way.
Ramses watched this little fiasco from afar. He laughed as Geb came running into the room and both Catlanda and Ardeth climbed onto him. They headed towards the evil pharaoh. Ramses watched them as some mummies walked up behind him.
"Oh great, not these guys again!" Rick yelled from behind the pillar, the bullets whizzing by him.
Evie, Jonathan and Alex hid behind another pillar, watching the scene from afar.
"Oh yeah and one more thing you jerk, I hope you realize that when I kill you, it won't be murder but justice for my people," Rick yelled at Laron.
"What makes you so certain? What makes you a Medjai?" Laron yelled back.
"The tattoo on my wrist bub," Rick yelled back.
Laron's smile turned to a look of disgust. He felt even worse when Catlanda wiped the sand off her cheeks and forehead to reveal the Medjai tattoos. Ardeth glanced over his shoulder at her before facing Ramses again.
"Oh great. Not another one," Laron quietly said.
He let his guard down for only a second and Rick came out from behind the pillar and shot him. Laron was very surprised and he fell to his knees. Rick shot another time and this one finally killed him. Once the men saw their leader was dead, they screamed, turned and ran away.
"Well that was easy," Rick said, holstering his guns and he turned his attention towards Ramses, who was standing in the middle of the room.
"You will never defeat me. I am the all-powerful Ramses II!" the pharaoh yelled.
The six were now in the open, facing Ramses, who was now sending the mummies specifcally.
"Let's see what you can do without any power from the jewel," Ramses said to himself.
TBC...