Author's Note: Thanks to evil-kenshin, I have noted the missing chapters and added them.

Author's Second Note: No, the name is not true Egyptian. I couldn't find it, but when I do, I'll fix it.

Disclaimer: Do not own The Mummy, The Mummy Returns, or anything else from them.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Chapter 7

"Who are you?" Evie demanded.

The black woman's grey-green eyes regarded the group mildly. "My name is Sylvpeak." She was lean, but not petite. Her eyes were almond, her nose long and straight, and her mouth firmly set.

"What do you think you're doing in our house?" Rick said.

"Getting answers. And I warn you, going after him yourselves is not the wisest thing to do."

"Just who are you?"

"Sylvpeak."

"You already said that."

The woman frowned slightly, the expression giving her a look of regal annoyance. "It's my name."

Rick glared at her. "Why are you in our house?"

"Trying to make sure you don't get yourselves hurt. If you go after this Imhotep by yourselves, you'll die."

"And you're that concerned about us."

"What do you suggest?" Ardeth broke in. He shot a warning look at Rick.

"Let me help you," Sylvpeak said.

Rick and Ardeth exchanged glances. "Why?"

"You think I want them to take over the world?"

"At least they're not out to destroy it," Rick said.

"That might be better for everyone involved," Sylvpeak responded.

"Wait, who's they?"

Sylvpeak crossed her arms. "The elementals that created this Imhotep."

Rick glanced back at Evie, who was holding Alex close. She shrugged. Jonathan was holding the book, but his eyes were on Sylvpeak. "What's your name in Egyptian?" he asked.

Sylvpeak's black eyebrows drew together. "How should I know?"

"Do you?"

She nodded.

"What is it?"

"Neretithe."

Jonathan's dark eyes widened, and he stepped back, pulling Evie and Alex with him. Rick settled into a fighting stance, and Ardeth drew his sword, pointing it at Sylvpeak's throat. She looked down the curved blade, then at the Med-jai, one eyebrow raised. "Yes?"

"You're her. The elemental," Jonathan said.

"I am an elemental. There are only two who could individually be called the elementals."

"Get out of my house," Rick snarled.

Sylvpeak sighed. "Trust me, I am not your enemy. The Imhotep that is attacking London is not the true Imhotep, who is still in Hamunaptra with my sister, Pyriana."

Ardeth's blade pushed up against Sylvpeak's throat, and she stopped talking. Ardeth glared at her, his black eyes smoldering. Sylvpeak's eyes shone, and she swallowed. "Very well." She vanished.

Rick and Ardeth ran between the bookshelves and to the corners of the room. Soon, though, it was apparent that the woman was gone. They returned to Jonathan, Alex, and Evie. "Do you believe her?" Alex asked quietly.

"No. Whoever she was, she couldn't have been up to any good," Rick said.

"She's her." Jonathan held up the book and pointed to the lowest elemental in the picture. "Neretithe. She's one of our enemies."

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-How did it go?-

-Terrible. They didn't believe me, and Jonathan recognized my name from the records.-

-Great.-

-How's Imhotep doing?-

-He's still having trouble, but I think we're making progress.-

-Good. We may need to take him to the O'Connells'.-