So here is the next chapter, I'm sorry its so long in coming, but here it is. I've finished this part of the story, but I'm posting up a sequel as soon as I can.

I don't own The Mummy. I wish I did... but I don't.

Ardeth POV

I had a dark feeling growing in the pit of my stomach as the Goddess argued on behalf of Jasmine. When the Goddess stood, I knew something was wrong. I had never seen a God fight, but the Nameless One was gathering power, but was struck before she could act. I was shocked to see her fly through the air like a rag doll.

With a shout I stood and ran towards where she had landed. There was blood all over her shoulder, and streaming down her face. Her eyes were closed and I'd have thought her dead had she not moaned in pain.

I was very worried, this was a Goddess. The Gods were immortal, and she was now unconscious. This was beyond any of us. Gods weren't easily injured by mortal means if at all. As far as I knew, a God could not be hurt or killed by anything except by the blood of a beast not found near Egypt.

I heard something laughing in the dark. I picked up the Nameless One and carried her back towards the fire. As I moved the blood and injuries started to close up and fade away. I was amazed, but still worried. I laid her down on the blanket, and stood by her, Jasmine joined us, weapon in hand.

It was as if the sands had come alive. Figures rose from them, Jackals in human like shape. They came at us, the tribes men on guard for an attack, they too knew the stories of Ahm-sher, the armies of Anubis. I wasn't sure what would happen, since two in our fold were bound to him. One was his daughter. He shouldn't have reason to send his warriors to attack us, as they seemed bent on doing.

"Those are not my father's warriors. They take on his form to be called Anubis warriors, and they take my strength." The Nameless One said.

I looked at her; she was standing again, walking towards us. She seemed alright aside from the burn marking her side, which she covered with her arm. I caught her as she stumbled. I took her arm away and heard her sharp intake of breath. I did not want her to know what fear lay in me now. But I knew she could probably pluck it from my mind and know me in an instant.

"Only another God can do this kind of damage Ardeth. He was only aiming for me, and was working through a puppet. The puppet has probably been killed by the power. I'll be alright." She said. "Help Jasmine and the tribesmen. They need it more than I do."

I nodded, helping her sit back down. I drew my scimitar and moved towards Jasmine, who was using the scimitar she had found methodically and well. I watched her for a moment, amazed by the fluid and swift movements. Performed with much more grace than I had seen in the other Medjai I had helped train, and those I had trained with.

I leaped at the warrior coming up behind her and removed its head. Jasmine fought much like the Nameless One. She wove about like a snake. That was what had drawn my attention in the first place, I realized.

"Their heads! Remove their heads!" The Nameless One shouted. "It's the only way you can be rid of them."

"You fight well Jasmine." I said to her over my shoulder as we fought back to back.

"I am doing what I can. I fight because I have to." She said.

"A good response. You truly are a Medjai." I said.

"Even if I am a woman?" She asked.

"Yes. The Nameless One has said it is so. There have been few that have joined our ranks under false pretenses, but they have excelled while they trained." I replied.

The warriors seemed to keep coming. All of us were getting tired, although more Medjai joined us to ward off the attack. The numbers stopped growing and began to slowly shrink. Soon it was over. We had won, for now.

"Ardeth, go get all able bodies to tend to the wounded. I'll do what I can, get your healers and their apprentices, there is much work to be done." The Nameless One said.

I nodded, and went to find any able to help.

Nameless One POV

I knew there were dead. I felt each death. There were not too many to bring down the tribe, the headsmen were all alive. They didn't get their positions lightly. They were grim, knowing that this wouldn't be the end of it by far. But I knew that they felt relief to have myself and Jasmine there.

The girl seemed different. She had wonderful fighting skills, and seemed much stronger than a lot of men I had seen in my time. I began to wonder how human she was. And I was rather sure that we hadn't seen the least of her abilities.

I began healing those worse off. I did not heal them completely as I had Ardeth, for my powers were slow in returning, and I was still injured myself. I didn't want to risk causing more injury to these people than I could manage. I directed those who knew some form of aid to the less injured and some to these I was healing.

I knew Jasmine was doing what she could to assist the injured as well, although she was on the other side of the camp with some of the seriously injured, trying to get them ready to be taken to healer tents.

I stood finally; the people were taken care of. An odd sensation came over me. Ardeth was there to catch me once more. He brought me to his tent and sat me down. I closed my eyes, trying to regain my sense of calm. The pain and dizziness did not help.

"Ardeth, I haven't told anyone this, but every time I leave your people, your tribe, there is nothing. Blackness, until I appear here again, or sometimes with my father." I said.

"Then why not stay here, with us." He said looking at me.

"I can't. I can't stay here around Jasmine. The girl is… something else. When I am near her, I feel so strange. My powers drain with that attack. I don't know how, but more power was taken than I thought should have." I said.

"Are you sure?" He asked, wincing.

"Ardeth, you're hurt." I said, reaching towards him.

"Do not. You are too weak." He said, catching my wrist.

"Then allow me to bandage you." I said.

I went and got what I needed. Ardeth and I spoke a little while I cleaned him up and dressed his injuries. Mostly we spoke of those injured and what we might do to help them heal faster. I would return soon to check on the tribe, heal them, and discuss with Ardeth what to do about the danger that was sure to return.

"I thank you for your help, is your injury fully healed?" Ardeth asked.

"It will be soon." I said standing.

"Are you sure you do not wish for it to be tended?" He asked.

"Yes, Ardeth." I said standing to disappear.

"What's wrong?" He asked after a moment.

"I can't disappear Ardeth. I can't leave." I whispered.

There you go... dun dun dunnnnnnnnnnn!