Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Mummy Characters or the movie itself… I am just one of the many who wishes they did.
A/N Okay, this is an experiment, so I am counting on your reviews—whether they're to say you like it or not. I just wanted to see if anyone liked my idea and I'll keep writing if you do! ;-)
Just so you know, this is the first story I've ever written of this kind, so bare with me as I get used to it. :-)
Full Summary (Since I can't put much in the summary on the front page): We all know Rick and Evelyn to be the reincarnations of a princess and medjai in ancient Egypt, but could there really be only one reincarnation in 3,000 years? Why not one somewhere in the middle… say… medieval times? What happens when Evie's a princess who wants badly to get away from her royalty and Rick's a rebel without a cause whose father was the mischievous Robin Hood?
Hmm…okay, so I'm not very good with summaries, but just read! Lol
Oh, and one dedication already!
Marybug6otnile: Thanks for being my temporary muse and getting me going! I know, I know, it doesn't feel to you like you helped much, but you really really did! Thanx bud!
Prologue:
His mother had given him just enough money and supplies to escape and get far away from the castle of Locksley.
Rowan didn't want to leave his home of twenty-two years, but knew that he had no choice. King Richard Lionheart, who had been the king since two years before Rowan's birth, had died, leaving his throne to his very selfish son Joshua. Unfortunately, Joshua had always been the brat of the family and was now the greediest king in history. Joshua had recently begun collecting severe taxes from the townspeople, and Rowan knew that he would come to his home soon. That was why he knew he must go and come back in later years, when he would be more capable of helping his mom.
He took off towards the sea that afternoon with nothing but an old bow and arrow that had once belonged to his father, traveler's bread, and some coins in hopes to find someone with a boat or ship that would be willing to take him far away for the time being.
He was now traveling outside, near dark, when trouble usually arose.
He heard a young woman, calling for help from behind him, but didn't turn around. There should be someone to help her, he thought. After a while, though, there was no one. Rowan stopped, almost about to turn around and help the crying woman, but changed his mind. It was none of his business anyway.
Then, Rowan was stopped again when he heard the woman calling out to him. No one else but him.
"Please, sir! Please, don't walk away."
"Damn it all…" He knew he couldn't just leave now. So, he turned around, marched over to the woman and her capturer, and "saved" her. Unfortunately, that led to a fight, and the next thing he knew, he was being held back by two of the king's soldiers.
"Where were you before?" He asked them, but got no answer except for the soldier telling him to shut his mouth.
"Will you tell them that I was just helping you?" Rowan asked the young woman, but didn't even get an answer from her. She just stood, staring at him and the soldiers, as if she were scared to death of saying anything.
Rowan sighed audibly as the soldiers began to drag him along. He was in deep trouble now.
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Emma stormed past the guards and into her brother's study angrily. She saw him sitting at his desk, writing something or another—almost undoubtedly another list of taxes.
"Who do you think you are?" She yelled at him. She was steaming mad, as she usually was when it came to her brother.
"Why, Emma, dear sister, I have no idea of what you're talking about."
"Oh, don't give me that, Joshua. You had no right to send my guard and life long friend to jail for something that you know he didn't do!"
"Oh, that. I heard from a very reliable source that he was planning your death."
"What reliable source?"
"What does it matter? I can't take the slightest bit of a chance, no matter what source I heard it from."
Emma narrowed her eyes slightly and pursed her lips. "He would never do such a thing. I know he wouldn't. Lionel's been my guard since I was a child. I know your plan, Joshua. Don't you dare think otherwise. I know about your 'cleansing' of the castle. How you're slowly getting rid of every personnel that Daddy had hired and replacing them with your own. I don't know past that, but believe me, I will find out. I'm on to you. You're up to something. You have been since before Daddy's death…"
"Emma, please, you're my sister! I'm not up to anything."
"You're lying."
"I would never lie to you."
"You lie to everyone, Joshua, and I know I'm not special in any way."
Joshua sighed heavily and gave his sister a look of pity. "All right, if you don't believe me, that's fine. But do leave now, because I am a bit busy." Then the pity look had disappeared and in place of it was a glare.
She glared back, but then turned around and left, stomping down the hallway.
"She's getting to be a bit too smart." Joshua said to one of his guards when he was sure his sister was out of earshot. "We might just have to teach her a little lesson."
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Emma knew what she had to do. She didn't care about what her brother thought. She knew that she had to go save Lionel from his punishment. He hadn't done anything wrong and it wasn't right for him to sit in jail for a reason like that.
She had to sneak out of the castle, careful to keep away from her ladies in waiting who would most definitely keep her from going anywhere.
She put on her cloak and headed towards the gates. Luckily, she made it there without being seen by anyone who cared where she was going. Now, she had to get past the guards at the gate, which she knew wouldn't prove to be a difficult task.
"Where are you going, m'lady?" The taller guard on the right asked her.
"I'm going for a ride on my horse." She told him plainly.
"How could you be? You don't have your horse…"
She hadn't thought about that one. But, she had always been a quick thinker. "Um…oh! Well, I had the stable boy take my horse out the back way."
The guard looked at her skeptically, but she held her head high and eventually, he let her pass.
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Actually, she hadn't thought about a horse, but the jailhouse wasn't far from the castle, so she walked the way.
When she got there, she had to speak with the warden. He was a man much like her brother and wanted everything to be done his way. Unfortunately for him, she was princess and therefore above him.
"I want to bail out a friend of mine." She told him as she sat in his small office.
"Who?" He sat at his desk, not looking at her or even addressing her properly as he picked the dirt from his nails with a small knife. She didn't care, though. He didn't have any manners, like many other men on the planet.
"His name's Lionel Robins. He was entered here just yesterday."
"Oh, yes, the man committed for attempted murder. And of you even! Why would you want to let him out?" The man sat up in his chair and looked at her gruffly. His face was very dry and full of scars. He was in dire need of a shave and she could smell his breath from where she sat back in the chair.
She ignored the urge to cover her nose and answered, "I know for a fact that he had no intention of murdering me."
"Well, the King himself told me to keep him here and that's what I intend to do."
"Look, I have the bail money and since he's had no trial of any kind, I know for a fact that I'm able to bail him."
The Warden sighed and scratched his completely balled head. "How much you got?"
"How much to I need?"
"I don' know."
"How much do I need?"
The man was silent.
"Here." She said as she gave in and pulled half the money inside her cloak out and gave it to the smelly man. "That's all of it," she lied.
The man counted the many coins twice and then finally stated, "Well, I guess that's enough." He knew that it was enough, if not more than.
"I'll take you to him." The Warden stood from his seat, grabbed a pair of keys from a hook on the wall, and walked out of his office into the narrow path between jail cells.
Emma followed him, making sure to stay directly in the middle of the path, so that none of the men reaching for her would be able to touch her. The stench was horrid and made her wonder if they ever let the men bathe. She stayed as close to the Warden as she could until they reached the cell that Lionel had been put in. The old man smiled happily when he saw her, his small bit of the gray stubble over his lip spreading with the rest of his wide smile.
"It's so good to see you, Princess." He said.
"Same here, Lionel. I'm here to take you home."
"Are you sure that's safe?" Lionel asked as the Warden continued to find the correct key to open the cell door. "Prin—King Joshua will not be 'appy."
"Oh, who cares about him? I know that you did nothing wrong, and so does he."
The Warden finally found the correct key and opened the door to let Lionel out. Emma gave him a strong hug, which he gladly returned. She now looked to him as her second father, since her first had passed away.
"At least one of the many innocent people in here is getting out." Came a voice from within the same cell as Lionel's.
Emma looked at where the voice was coming from skeptically. The owner of the voice was a man with long, curly hair pulled back into a ponytail and partially ripped clothes that were nothing less than filthy.
"You there, who…are you?" The Princess asked the unknown man.
"Just another person who was put in here for no reason." His voice had a tone of bitterness.
"He was very kind to me, lady. He says he was put in here after getting into a fight by trying to save a woman's life." Lionel said.
"And do you believe him, Lionel?"
"Yes, Princess, I do. Although I do not know why."
"Sir," Emma called to the man in the corner of the cell, his face still hiding somewhat from her vision.
"What?" He finally looked up and Emma was started by the blueness of his eyes. She hadn't imagined him to look the way he did. He was dirty, and undoubtedly smelly as well, but those eyes showed her a completely different part of him.
"What is your name?"
"What's it to you?"
"I demand an answer."
He looked at her for a moment silently, then answered. "Rowan. Rowan Hood of Locksley."
"Well, Rowan of Locksley, are you really in here without a provable cause?"
"Yes, I am."
"And do you swear to me that you really didn't start any fight?"
"I swear." He smiled slightly at the way she talked like she was on top of the world.
She studied his face for a moment and also believed him, although she too was unsure of why.
"Would you like to be freed?"
"What do you think, Princess?" She was a bit unnerved by the way he had said that, but paid it no attention.
"A simple 'yes' or 'no' would have sufficed perfectly well."
The man named Rowan lifted one of his eyebrows in response, but said nothing.
"Warden, what is the bail for this man set at? I would like to free him as well."
"What?" Rowan asked, standing up from his sitting position and coming to the cell bars. "Why would you free me when you do not even know me?"
"I don't know." She answered simply.
"What do you mean? You can't take all of my prisoners."
"I don't want to take them all, sir. I simply asked for one. Now, I demand you answer my question."
"As much as the other one."
"That's ridiculous! Lionel was in supposed attempted murder! This one's only in for starting a fight."
"I didn't start the fight," and "That's what I've set it at," were words spoken at the same time.
Emma answered the Warden with, "Oh, fine," as she pulled out the rest of her money.
"I thought you said that was all you had before."
"Oh. Well, I always keep this on my in case of an emergency. I don't usually think of it as more money."
The Warden narrowed his eyes, but took the money all the same and opened the cell door to let the other out.
Rowan and Lionel followed the princess out the door after stopping to get their things.
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Well, I think that's all for now. That's enough, anyway! It's seven pages, for cripes sake! Hmm…that's a long first chapter for me. Anyhow, do review! I'd love to hear your input! I'll have the other chapter up soon since I've already written it. I'll just wait for some reviews and then post it, k? K! Bye all!
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