Dixie Enam Korley
September 12, 2005.
Disclaimer: I do not own 'The Mummy' or 'The Mummy Returns'; they belong to Stephen Sommers.
A/n: Now this is the story you have all been waiting for, it's full of horror, suspense, and maybe a little romance but that doesn't put it down. So full of horror, you be at the edge of your seats…I think. Thanks for the reviews for 'Kidnapped'; I really appreciate them especially from Krillball6 and Evelyn Carnarhan-O'Connell. Thank you both.
So now sit back and relax and enjoy the horror coming for you, hope you all read and review please. (:
-Dixie
Summary: Six years has passed since the incident in Egypt, now Evy has a daughter with Ardeth and everyone seems to be fine. But what bothers Evy is about her older sister Helen's death which was reported to have been a suicide, Evy has questions in her mind of why her sister would kill herself until Alex comes back from school with newspapers for his homework assignment and all of them tell Evy her answer and she goes to the house her sister just moved in with her newly wedded husband Brendan who is now in a psychiatric ward.
Death of Helen.
By: Dixie Fran Korley
PROLOGUE.
Ireland, 1745
"Diana! Come down stairs this instant, your food is getting cold!" Mrs. Coleman called her daughter who was upstairs in her room writing in her diary.
"I'M COMING…hag." Diana shouted and whispered. She closed her diary and put it under her mattress. She got up indolently and walked down the stairs to meet her parents sitting at the table with her three older brothers.
"I'm here." Her mother pointed to the food opposite to her and Diana went to sit at her seat. The family was silent for a while until Mrs. Coleman then spoke something Diana didn't want to here.
"Now how do you feel being a lie again?" she asked glaring at Diana who glared at her back, the fifteen year old and the adult never got along.
"She was having some fun mother; she just made a fake rumor in the neighborhood!" One of Diana's older brothers Peter said." We were with her!"
"I know that, but she had started this. Twentieth rumor this year and she hasn't stopped!"
"Maybe because it's so boring in this place, you never allow us children to have a life! " Diana stood and ran upstairs into her bedroom, she was mad at her mother. She loved making her mother be wrong for once, Diana looked at her notebook lying on her table and smiled.
"I'll make a good rumor, horrifying. No one will know it's mine; it will be on the newspapers and mother will be so angry, she'll understand how I feel." Diana said to herself smirking.
Diana was a very spoilt girl emotionally, she loved attention. She stood up and went to the notebook and began writing.
"Now, a murder on the loose, He has to have a good ugly mask and a trench coat…no maybe a jacket and people will be able to see his dirty will unmade hair…gray and black.
He has to have a saw, and a knife with a large hammer with an axe, a dirty axe and blood all over it. He has to be wild; he has to have a thirst for killing a thirst he can't control." Diana began to write smirking as she wrote of her new character, instead on the legendary monsters which were spreading when she told little children. She sighed happily when she finished writing about her new character.
"Now, all I have to do is send it to the newspaper…I think I should name him 'Death'" She said.
The next day she snuck into one of her neighbor's house and he was a publisher, he was also very absent-minded so she had a good chance. She placed her summary on his desk and ran out of his house smirking.
"This is going to be big." She said running back to her house.
(Just to tell you, this is a quote I made, it goes like this: 'When a lie is made it backfires' I know it sounds dorky but that's all I could say.)
Diana woke up the next morning smiling; she walked downstairs after writing an entry in her diary about her plan, when she walked outside she could now here the rumors spreading, her story. She passed a lady who was talking to a man.
"Have you heard of 'Death'?"
"Yes, I heard a local girl was killed!" he whispered and Diana stopped walking and went to the man.
"Oh, you." He snarled.
"What girl?"
"Haven't you heard? A twenty year old was found stabbed to death in the woods." He yelled." She was killed by Death, well that's what the police say." He said.
Diana didn't say anything; she slowly walked away and then ran inside her room writing in her diary.
Diary, I don't know. I made this up and a girl turns up dead, he's not real, I do not understand this...
Diana saw her ink pot fell; she went down to get it and came back up now scared,
writing had appeared on her diary, she didn't remember writing it, it said:
Hello.
She saw it now disappear and trembling she wrote back.
Who is this?
Your creation…you know, it's not nice to lie all the time, maybe it might reflect on you. Just like now.
Diana began to cry and threw her diary in on her table back up until she reached the window which felt cold against her back, she didn't remember the weather being this cold. She slowly turned.
"AAAAAH!" she screamed.
England, 1910
Seven year old Evelyn Carnarhan laughed as she ran in the backyard of her mansion being chased by her eleven year old brother Jonathan. The two were so close, they were sad that five months ago Helen had left them with her new husband Brendan into a new home but they were fine a week later when their sister wrote to them, they were very happy, thought Helen had abandoned them but she didn't. They received mails from her every time; Jonathan finally caught Evy and laughed as they fell on the green grass. Police had come inside their home so they were sent outside.
"That was fun!" Evy laughed accompanied by Jonathan, they lay on the ground in silence looking up at the blue sky.
"Jonathan?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you think Helen will ever visit us…I miss her." Evy said sadly.
"She will, she'll never forget us."
"Sure?"
"Of course, well she's old and married but that doesn't mean she'll leave us…she will never leave us."
"Yeah, she won't. She's a great sister you know."
"Yeah, now you're making me start to miss her." They both laughed and stopped sighing and looking up at the sky. And then they suddenly heard screaming and crying, Jonathan and Evy quickly stood up running inside the mansion, they went in the living room now seeing their parents in each other's arms.
"NO SHE CAN'T KILL HERSELF, SHE NEVER WOULD KILL HERSELF." Mrs. Carnarhan screamed crying.
Her husband comforted her; the two children had just learned that their beloved older sister Helen was dead: she had committed suicide. Jonathan had cried in his room but Evy didn't, she felt grief but she didn't shed a tear. She would eat for two days or sleep, on the day on her sister's funeral Evy looked down at her sister's corpse. She was not peaceful, Evy could see it. She started to get the other people in line impatient; she looked at her sister who looked scared, her corpse. Evy saw the scars on her sister's neck, legs. Probably every where, Evy looked closely but was moved by her mother, she kept on looking back bewildered of what she saw.
"I know it hurts." Her mother hugged her sitting next to Jonathan and the Mr. Carnarhan.
Brendan has been sent into a psychiatric ward and both of Evy's parents had died a few years later. Her mother was sick and her father died in a car accident.
Liked the first chapter, there will be more surprises next in the next chapter! Promise!
-Dixie