Saga Side Story: Treasures of Egypt
Disclaimer: I own nothing of this except the obvious, the rest belongs to JK Rowling.
Authors Note: This story was inspired by the movie-trilogy 'The Mummy', 'The Mummy Returns' and 'The Scorpion King'. I have taken some things from the movies, like the Medjai and Ardeth himself, but I am not making any money from this, so don't flame.
I also know that Set and Selket aren't evil, but in my story they are. If this offends someone please accept my apologies.
Thanks to my wonderful beta and friend Paladin Steelbreaker.
Chapter Eight
The things bit, scratched and slashed and before long both Harry and Ardeth were bleeding from numerous cuts all over. However, it didn't take them long to realise that to kill one of the mummies all you had to do was to chop off its head. It would then turn to dust or just fall into a boneless heap on the floor. The problem was to get a weapon to cut their heads off with. Tina had done her best, but still had been attacked by a few mummies that had escaped Harry and Ardeth's notice and was currently fighting for her life.
"I! Hate! Mummies!" Harry growled and used his Elemental powers to make one go up in flames. He grabbed the mummy's sword and turned around. "Right, who's ne-" he didn't get further as a hand he had previously managed to chop off, made its way towards him, grabbed his leg and pulled it out from underneath him.
Harry crashed to the floor and at once the mummies threw themselves over him. He had no idea where Ardeth was. The Medjai had disappeared early in the fight along with his own mob of mummies, and there had been no hide nor tail of him since. However, right now there wasn't much time for Harry to worry about his friend. Several mummies were holding him down, while another five lifted their weapons over their heads, ready to plunge them into him in a second.
Harry closed his eyes as the weapons rushed towards him. He could hear them cut through the air, and knew that this was one thing he wasn't going to get through with his head still attached to his shoulders. Perhaps he could join the Headless Hunt later on?
Suddenly Ardeth's voice sounded form somewhere to his right. The Medjai was speaking in what Harry could only assume was the ancient Egyptian language, and he dared to open his eyes. The other man was standing there with the Book of the Living in his arms reading something from it.
The weapons were still rushing towards Harry, but as Ardeth uttered the last word the numerous spears and curved swords stopped only centimetres away from Harry's body and face. The mummies had stopped. They straightened and dropped the weapons back on the ground beside Harry before they marched straight out the door.
Harry could hardly believe it and blinked a few times before he got to his feet. Tina was luckily alive, and ran over to the Medjai-warrior and hugged him.
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" she repeated over and over again.
Ardeth just smiled and put the Book of the Living back on the table. He did not close it.
Harry's eyes narrowed. Once again there was a sense of wrongness in the room, and he always trusted his senses. He let his leyrie-blood take over for a second and sniffed the air. The scent coming off Ardeth was different than it had been before. His eyes suddenly flew to the golden doors on the other side of the room. At first nothing looked different, but then he looked down into the dust before the doors. One of the doors had recently been opened if the scrape-marks was anything to go by. He looked back to 'Ardeth', and growled.
The other man looked up and grinned. Instead of the perfect white teeth Harry expected, all he got were old, brownish things that looked like they would fall out any second.
"Nassithoth." The green-eyed wizard hissed.
The other man smirked and pushed Tina away from himself. She flew through the air and crashed straight into Harry sending both of them tumbling backwards. Harry jumped up at once. Nassithoth had changed back into his original body. He was a tall man with shoulder-long black hair, and cold black eyes.
'A Pretender!' Harry realised. 'This is so not good.'
Nassithoth said something, but neither Harry nor Tina understood it. The man repeated it, and growled angrily when he finally realised that the two humans that stood before him didn't understand it. Instead he took a sucking breath – not unlike the dementors – and Harry could feel the magic staring to leave his body. He glared angrily at Nassithoth and began to fight the magic, and fight it good. The cursed man stumbled backwards when Harry sent fireball after fireball at him.
Tina was still getting off the floor and worry was etched into her face as she watched Harry force Nassithoth backwards, and as the Egyptian wizard did his best to suck the magic out of the founder of the Red Dragons Order. She looked up and gaped as a figure stumbled back into the room.
The real Ardeth came over to her panting heavily. "Nassithoth." He whispered spotting the two fighters.
"What are we going to do?" she asked nearly in hysterics again. "We can't let it continue! He's sucking all the magic out of me, and Harry!"
Ardeth spotted the books lying on the table and dragged her over to it. He held his hands over both of the golden books, and picked up the one which was emitting some sort of energy. "Close the others, girl. And lock them with this." He gave her a key that was the only thing that could close and open those books. He had found it in one of the sarcophaguses.
She did what she was told, and she could feel the magic in the room lessen once the other three books were closed. Then she looked back to the Medjai- warrior who was looking though the spells in the golden book in his arms. Finally he seemed to find what he was looking for, and looked over at the two fighting men again. This time Nassithoth had a dagger pressed against Harry's throat. Harry himself looked pale due to all the loss of magic he was experiencing.
"Repeat after me!" Ardeth shouted.
"If I can." Harry gasped and tried to keep the blade form penetrating his skin. Ardeth said the words clearly, even repeated them several times, until Harry had them down. 'Right! Now if I could only have some room to breath in...' he thought to himself.
The answer to this came in the form of a small garden snake that shot out of Harry's breast-pocket and straight into the face of a shocked Nassithoth. The ancient wizard dropped his weapon in surprise and Harry quickly picked it up. The green-eyed man threw himself at Nassithoth, sending them both to the ground, and forced the dagger right into the thing's heart as he rasped out the spell that Ardeth had found in the book.
Nassithoth looked surprised, his shocked black eyes meeting Harry's own. Harry could feel Ardeth closing the Book of the Living, and he could feel the magic that had been stolen return to its core – him. He poured more of it into the spell, and finally the thing underneath him began to rot and decay. In the end there was nothing more but a skeleton left of him.
"That was surprisingly easy." Harry panted and walked over to the other two. "Where the hell have you been?"
Ardeth sighed and picked up all four books. "Chased by the mummies throughout almost the entire pyramid. Though what disappoints me is that I haven't seen a single sign of the Shield of the Gods."
Harry grinned. "I know exactly where it is, my friend." He went over to the corpse of Ken and picked up the shield the young man had first discarded in favour of the one that killed him. Harry picked it up and blew on it. Dust and whatnot flew into the air, and left a fully clean, completely glittering white shield behind. "Here it is." He handed it to Ardeth.
"You are certain?" the Medjai asked.
"Feel it yourself." Harry replied. "Close your eyes and concentrate on the magic flowing through it." The other man did so, and smiled as he felt the ancient magic caress him and bond to him like a familiar.
"What do we do with them?" Tina asked and pointed to the people in the sarcophaguses.
"We'll have to wake them up, simple as that." Harry went over to the first one. A woman, a muggle, laid in it with her arms crossed over her chest in the infamous Egyptian style. He supposed she was Anna from the archaeologist expedition. He let his fingers rest on her throat feeling for a pulse, then he sighed and shook his head to the other two. "She's dead."
Ardeth and Tina went around and checked the others, but everyone came up as dead.
"What killed them?" the young female Black Snake trainee asked. "There are no marks, not even the feel of the Killing Curse."
"I suppose it was the creature that attacked us in the jungle," Ardeth said and gave Harry the four books and watched as the wizard shrunk them and put them in his pocket. "Lets get going before the mummy-warriors come back."
They hadn't even taken five steps out of the room before, the whole pyramid began to shake along with the ground.
"RUN!" Harry yelled and made sure that the small snake stayed perfectly safe in his pocket. Its job was to guard the books until they got safely out of the oasis, and it was taking its job very seriously.
They reached the exit in no time, only to see it start to cave in on them and shut them inside the pyramid forever.
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There. What do you think?
Also the next chapter is the last.
Thanks to:
ReginaLucifer, chaser1, Jeni Black, Twilight Dusk, Andine, HarryPotter21, The Lady Reaper of the Shadows and misty43
Disclaimer: I own nothing of this except the obvious, the rest belongs to JK Rowling.
Authors Note: This story was inspired by the movie-trilogy 'The Mummy', 'The Mummy Returns' and 'The Scorpion King'. I have taken some things from the movies, like the Medjai and Ardeth himself, but I am not making any money from this, so don't flame.
I also know that Set and Selket aren't evil, but in my story they are. If this offends someone please accept my apologies.
Thanks to my wonderful beta and friend Paladin Steelbreaker.
Chapter Eight
The things bit, scratched and slashed and before long both Harry and Ardeth were bleeding from numerous cuts all over. However, it didn't take them long to realise that to kill one of the mummies all you had to do was to chop off its head. It would then turn to dust or just fall into a boneless heap on the floor. The problem was to get a weapon to cut their heads off with. Tina had done her best, but still had been attacked by a few mummies that had escaped Harry and Ardeth's notice and was currently fighting for her life.
"I! Hate! Mummies!" Harry growled and used his Elemental powers to make one go up in flames. He grabbed the mummy's sword and turned around. "Right, who's ne-" he didn't get further as a hand he had previously managed to chop off, made its way towards him, grabbed his leg and pulled it out from underneath him.
Harry crashed to the floor and at once the mummies threw themselves over him. He had no idea where Ardeth was. The Medjai had disappeared early in the fight along with his own mob of mummies, and there had been no hide nor tail of him since. However, right now there wasn't much time for Harry to worry about his friend. Several mummies were holding him down, while another five lifted their weapons over their heads, ready to plunge them into him in a second.
Harry closed his eyes as the weapons rushed towards him. He could hear them cut through the air, and knew that this was one thing he wasn't going to get through with his head still attached to his shoulders. Perhaps he could join the Headless Hunt later on?
Suddenly Ardeth's voice sounded form somewhere to his right. The Medjai was speaking in what Harry could only assume was the ancient Egyptian language, and he dared to open his eyes. The other man was standing there with the Book of the Living in his arms reading something from it.
The weapons were still rushing towards Harry, but as Ardeth uttered the last word the numerous spears and curved swords stopped only centimetres away from Harry's body and face. The mummies had stopped. They straightened and dropped the weapons back on the ground beside Harry before they marched straight out the door.
Harry could hardly believe it and blinked a few times before he got to his feet. Tina was luckily alive, and ran over to the Medjai-warrior and hugged him.
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" she repeated over and over again.
Ardeth just smiled and put the Book of the Living back on the table. He did not close it.
Harry's eyes narrowed. Once again there was a sense of wrongness in the room, and he always trusted his senses. He let his leyrie-blood take over for a second and sniffed the air. The scent coming off Ardeth was different than it had been before. His eyes suddenly flew to the golden doors on the other side of the room. At first nothing looked different, but then he looked down into the dust before the doors. One of the doors had recently been opened if the scrape-marks was anything to go by. He looked back to 'Ardeth', and growled.
The other man looked up and grinned. Instead of the perfect white teeth Harry expected, all he got were old, brownish things that looked like they would fall out any second.
"Nassithoth." The green-eyed wizard hissed.
The other man smirked and pushed Tina away from himself. She flew through the air and crashed straight into Harry sending both of them tumbling backwards. Harry jumped up at once. Nassithoth had changed back into his original body. He was a tall man with shoulder-long black hair, and cold black eyes.
'A Pretender!' Harry realised. 'This is so not good.'
Nassithoth said something, but neither Harry nor Tina understood it. The man repeated it, and growled angrily when he finally realised that the two humans that stood before him didn't understand it. Instead he took a sucking breath – not unlike the dementors – and Harry could feel the magic staring to leave his body. He glared angrily at Nassithoth and began to fight the magic, and fight it good. The cursed man stumbled backwards when Harry sent fireball after fireball at him.
Tina was still getting off the floor and worry was etched into her face as she watched Harry force Nassithoth backwards, and as the Egyptian wizard did his best to suck the magic out of the founder of the Red Dragons Order. She looked up and gaped as a figure stumbled back into the room.
The real Ardeth came over to her panting heavily. "Nassithoth." He whispered spotting the two fighters.
"What are we going to do?" she asked nearly in hysterics again. "We can't let it continue! He's sucking all the magic out of me, and Harry!"
Ardeth spotted the books lying on the table and dragged her over to it. He held his hands over both of the golden books, and picked up the one which was emitting some sort of energy. "Close the others, girl. And lock them with this." He gave her a key that was the only thing that could close and open those books. He had found it in one of the sarcophaguses.
She did what she was told, and she could feel the magic in the room lessen once the other three books were closed. Then she looked back to the Medjai- warrior who was looking though the spells in the golden book in his arms. Finally he seemed to find what he was looking for, and looked over at the two fighting men again. This time Nassithoth had a dagger pressed against Harry's throat. Harry himself looked pale due to all the loss of magic he was experiencing.
"Repeat after me!" Ardeth shouted.
"If I can." Harry gasped and tried to keep the blade form penetrating his skin. Ardeth said the words clearly, even repeated them several times, until Harry had them down. 'Right! Now if I could only have some room to breath in...' he thought to himself.
The answer to this came in the form of a small garden snake that shot out of Harry's breast-pocket and straight into the face of a shocked Nassithoth. The ancient wizard dropped his weapon in surprise and Harry quickly picked it up. The green-eyed man threw himself at Nassithoth, sending them both to the ground, and forced the dagger right into the thing's heart as he rasped out the spell that Ardeth had found in the book.
Nassithoth looked surprised, his shocked black eyes meeting Harry's own. Harry could feel Ardeth closing the Book of the Living, and he could feel the magic that had been stolen return to its core – him. He poured more of it into the spell, and finally the thing underneath him began to rot and decay. In the end there was nothing more but a skeleton left of him.
"That was surprisingly easy." Harry panted and walked over to the other two. "Where the hell have you been?"
Ardeth sighed and picked up all four books. "Chased by the mummies throughout almost the entire pyramid. Though what disappoints me is that I haven't seen a single sign of the Shield of the Gods."
Harry grinned. "I know exactly where it is, my friend." He went over to the corpse of Ken and picked up the shield the young man had first discarded in favour of the one that killed him. Harry picked it up and blew on it. Dust and whatnot flew into the air, and left a fully clean, completely glittering white shield behind. "Here it is." He handed it to Ardeth.
"You are certain?" the Medjai asked.
"Feel it yourself." Harry replied. "Close your eyes and concentrate on the magic flowing through it." The other man did so, and smiled as he felt the ancient magic caress him and bond to him like a familiar.
"What do we do with them?" Tina asked and pointed to the people in the sarcophaguses.
"We'll have to wake them up, simple as that." Harry went over to the first one. A woman, a muggle, laid in it with her arms crossed over her chest in the infamous Egyptian style. He supposed she was Anna from the archaeologist expedition. He let his fingers rest on her throat feeling for a pulse, then he sighed and shook his head to the other two. "She's dead."
Ardeth and Tina went around and checked the others, but everyone came up as dead.
"What killed them?" the young female Black Snake trainee asked. "There are no marks, not even the feel of the Killing Curse."
"I suppose it was the creature that attacked us in the jungle," Ardeth said and gave Harry the four books and watched as the wizard shrunk them and put them in his pocket. "Lets get going before the mummy-warriors come back."
They hadn't even taken five steps out of the room before, the whole pyramid began to shake along with the ground.
"RUN!" Harry yelled and made sure that the small snake stayed perfectly safe in his pocket. Its job was to guard the books until they got safely out of the oasis, and it was taking its job very seriously.
They reached the exit in no time, only to see it start to cave in on them and shut them inside the pyramid forever.
''''''''
There. What do you think?
Also the next chapter is the last.
Thanks to:
ReginaLucifer, chaser1, Jeni Black, Twilight Dusk, Andine, HarryPotter21, The Lady Reaper of the Shadows and misty43