Well, this is set in the past the night before everyone was killed. I just thought it would be different. I actually planned what's part 1 to be part 4, but it just worked out this way instead when I wrote it. And since Armon's my favorite character, why not have his part first? Why does he get a flashback in a flashback-type story? Well, I wrote the other 3 parts first and I didn't have anyone else to give him a scene with besides Amenuteptsp?. Well, he wasn't there the night before, so it turned into a flashback. Be forewarned that for all these parts I added bits of pasts to characters.
Salmon
The Night Before
Part I: Honour
A Mummies Alive Fanfic
Armon gazed out across the sands to the other pyramids and the village in the distance. Kahti lept up onto the wall he was leaning against. He reached out to pet her absently. His gaze wandered to the sealed message scroll next to them on the wall. Then it returned to the sands, and his mind turned to when the scroll had been given to him...
"Armon." Amenutept entered the Egyptsu training room shortly after Rapses had left.
"Amenutept." Armon kneeled to the other man.
"Please, stand."
"Yes, sir." He stood. "What can I do for you?"
"I came to speak to you about Rapses training. How is he doing?"
"Very well. He is a quick learner."
Amenutept nodded. "I'm glad to hear it. I am leaving tomorrow, of course. I know Rapses is safe with you and your fellow guardians. But the knowledge that he is learning to defend himself puts my mind even more at ease."
"It's an honour to be his teacher, and guardian."
"I know you speak for all the guardians when you say that...but I have a task I need to set to you and you alone." He glanced around the practice room. "But first, perhaps you will allow me an Egyptsu session of our own."
"Gladly." Armon nodded.
They circled eachother for a minute, then attacked in a quick succesion of blows and blocks. Neither having gained an advantage, they continued to circle eachother. "I think it was a lucky day indeed when you were brought into my service." Amenutept told him. "As much for your sense of honour as for your strength." They attacked at the same time, each suffering a blow from the other that they failed to block.
"Honour is everything in a battle. You never truly lose if you fight with honour." Armon attacked, and was blocked.
"I agree, and I hope you pass that belief to my son." Amenutept replied, then attacked as well, flipping Armon over his head.
"Uhn." Armon let his metal arm take the force of his fall, and rose to his feet. "I will try." They bowed to eachother.
"Thank-you for the session." Amenutept picked up a bag and withdrew a sealed message scroll from it. "I need you to take this, and keep it safe." He handed it to Armon.
"Who is it for?"
"It is for Ja-Kal. But you mustn't give it to him until the date on the scroll is reached. And you must tell noone about it."
"If that is your orders, I will do as you ask. May I ask what it it for?"
"....I believe my son is at risk, from someone in my own court....the message will explain everything. But I do not want their suspicions roused. Please make sure you do not leave Rapses with anyone but one of the other guardians. And do not mention my suspicions to anyone."
"I will do as you ask." Armon told him.
"Thank-you. I know my son is in good hands."
Armon looked at the scroll. The date on it would finally be reached the next day. A part of him wished he could deliver it that night; he had a sense of uneasiness. But he had said he would deliver it on the day it was marked, no sooner. Honour demanded he obey his word. The Pharaoh had made a point of his sense of honour.
Someone had told him long ago that there were three types of warriors...Those who gave orders, those who questioned them, and those who followed them. He was, by choice, of the third type. Because if noone followed the orders then nothing would ever get done. And he believed in doing.
But he couldn't help but question these orders. He wanted to deliver the scroll immediately. Something told him the next day would be a dangerous one. He wished the sun would set faster, and rise so he could finally complete his task of honour....
Salmon 2002
Hey, not a bad beginning, huh? Please read the other parts. (And review it!)
Salmon
Salmon
The Night Before
Part I: Honour
A Mummies Alive Fanfic
Armon gazed out across the sands to the other pyramids and the village in the distance. Kahti lept up onto the wall he was leaning against. He reached out to pet her absently. His gaze wandered to the sealed message scroll next to them on the wall. Then it returned to the sands, and his mind turned to when the scroll had been given to him...
"Armon." Amenutept entered the Egyptsu training room shortly after Rapses had left.
"Amenutept." Armon kneeled to the other man.
"Please, stand."
"Yes, sir." He stood. "What can I do for you?"
"I came to speak to you about Rapses training. How is he doing?"
"Very well. He is a quick learner."
Amenutept nodded. "I'm glad to hear it. I am leaving tomorrow, of course. I know Rapses is safe with you and your fellow guardians. But the knowledge that he is learning to defend himself puts my mind even more at ease."
"It's an honour to be his teacher, and guardian."
"I know you speak for all the guardians when you say that...but I have a task I need to set to you and you alone." He glanced around the practice room. "But first, perhaps you will allow me an Egyptsu session of our own."
"Gladly." Armon nodded.
They circled eachother for a minute, then attacked in a quick succesion of blows and blocks. Neither having gained an advantage, they continued to circle eachother. "I think it was a lucky day indeed when you were brought into my service." Amenutept told him. "As much for your sense of honour as for your strength." They attacked at the same time, each suffering a blow from the other that they failed to block.
"Honour is everything in a battle. You never truly lose if you fight with honour." Armon attacked, and was blocked.
"I agree, and I hope you pass that belief to my son." Amenutept replied, then attacked as well, flipping Armon over his head.
"Uhn." Armon let his metal arm take the force of his fall, and rose to his feet. "I will try." They bowed to eachother.
"Thank-you for the session." Amenutept picked up a bag and withdrew a sealed message scroll from it. "I need you to take this, and keep it safe." He handed it to Armon.
"Who is it for?"
"It is for Ja-Kal. But you mustn't give it to him until the date on the scroll is reached. And you must tell noone about it."
"If that is your orders, I will do as you ask. May I ask what it it for?"
"....I believe my son is at risk, from someone in my own court....the message will explain everything. But I do not want their suspicions roused. Please make sure you do not leave Rapses with anyone but one of the other guardians. And do not mention my suspicions to anyone."
"I will do as you ask." Armon told him.
"Thank-you. I know my son is in good hands."
Armon looked at the scroll. The date on it would finally be reached the next day. A part of him wished he could deliver it that night; he had a sense of uneasiness. But he had said he would deliver it on the day it was marked, no sooner. Honour demanded he obey his word. The Pharaoh had made a point of his sense of honour.
Someone had told him long ago that there were three types of warriors...Those who gave orders, those who questioned them, and those who followed them. He was, by choice, of the third type. Because if noone followed the orders then nothing would ever get done. And he believed in doing.
But he couldn't help but question these orders. He wanted to deliver the scroll immediately. Something told him the next day would be a dangerous one. He wished the sun would set faster, and rise so he could finally complete his task of honour....
Salmon 2002
Hey, not a bad beginning, huh? Please read the other parts. (And review it!)
Salmon