Chapter 6-
He stood motionless, gazing almost sadistically at the blanket of walls surrounding him. His thoughts raced; if he were mortal he would probably felt the pain digging in his temple. He turned around and locked eyes with Dr. Prentice. They were in her office, a cozy room with children's crayon pictures covering the desk. She sat down and crossed her legs. What a strange woman she was, he couldn't be sure if he could trust a female doctor. Of course he wouldn't trust her; no mortal was worth the effort. Except for Evelyn. Imhotep's eyes widened in shock, and quickly threw that thought away. What on earth possessed him to think that? Dr. Prentice gazed at him intently, as if reading his thoughts.
"You're thinking about her, aren't you?" she said in ancient Egyptian.
Imhotep stared at her, trying to conceal the surprise darkening behind his eyes. So, maybe she could read his thoughts.
"No, I have no idea what you are talking about." He lied, uncertainly.
The doctor sighed pleasantly and gracefully swooped off the chair. She strolled over to him and laid a hand on him in a grandmotherly fashion.
"Don't lie to me Imhotep, I know you to well. I know your feelings for this woman, I pity Anuksunamun."
Imhotep swung back as if struck. His temples throbbed with anger and his jaws clenched.
"No! I feel nothing but hatred for her! How dare you bring up Anuksunamun?"
Dr. Prentice just smiled and motioned for him to sit down. Imhotep didn't move a muscle, standing there rigid with anger. The woman looked almost sad for a moment, and then sat down behind her desk. After a moment, Imhotep broke the silence, not yet forgiven her.
"Besides, how would you know what I'm feeling? How do you know about Evelyn and Anuksunamun?"
The doctor knelt down to pick up some fallen papers, and replied with careless ease.
"I would explain everything to you, but since you are not accustomed to our modern ways, I will have to summarize it for you. Ever since I was a little girl, I was fascinated with ancient Egypt. I became obsessed, and I rarely let anyone break through that obsession. I didn't have any friends, I was strange, and for that I paid the price. I was traumatized my entire life by people who hated me, and thought war was the answer to everything. Luckily, years later I gave birth to a daughter, the only person who loved me.
She nodded her head towards a black and white photo of a little girl. Despite her remarkable resemblance to the girl in the pink nursery, Imhotep continued to gaze with an almost bored expression. Did it look like he wanted to hear about her childhood misfortunes? Dr. Prentice seemed unfazed, and continued on.
"She was my life, and I loved her more then anything else. But the people who had scarred me feared her. They feared her beautiful blue eyes, unlike anything they had seen before. They called her the gypsy witch, and constantly threw stones at us. There was one particular night, when my little princess couldn't take anymore. She threw a stone at a little boy, and the town declared her evil. So one night, while we were sleeping, two men snuck into her nursery and killed her while she prayed. They ruined my life."
Imhotep raised an eyebrow, an expression of not caring written all over his face.
"Was that the little girl I saw in my dream?" he asked nonchalantly.
Dr. Prentice nodded, and looked up at him seriously.
"I hate them, Imhotep. The entire human species sickens me, I hate them. I want them dead so bad it hurts. That was when I found out about you. A young man from Egypt told me your tale, and your purpose. He told me about the fools that brought you down."
Imhotep bristled slightly at the memory.
"I have no idea how he knew this information, but nonetheless I believed him. That was the best choice of my life. I spent months trying to figure out where Hamunaptra was, and with my team of believers we were able to discover your mummified corpse, the book of the dead, and the book of Amun-ra. We brought you back to the lab, where we conducted our experiments. We revived you with the book of the dead, and knocked you out with sleeping pills. We placed wires and other technologies inside your head so we could monitor your progress and most importantly, read your mind. We learned everything about you, your story fascinated us."
Imhotep moved abruptly towards her and gazed darkly at her.
"You revived me, wonderful, now what the hell is it that you want me to do?"
Dr. Prentice slowly looked up at him, apprehensive. She replied slowly, talking her time as if rolling the words in her mouth first.
"I want you to wipe out the human species. I want you to kill us all."
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