Okay, I know I haven't updated in a while, but I've come to a decision, and it affects this story. For this week, I'm focusing on this story, in the hopes that I will complete it by this weekend, so look for more updates!
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Her eyes fluttered open, and for a moment her mind seemed as clear as the man lying next to her or underneath her, as she lay halfway on top of him. She recognized him that much she knew, but how?
"You can stop staring, Priestess."
She smiled at the name he called her, but the smile faded as she remembered where she was and what happened.
"This isn't real." She whispered, sitting up, ignoring the way her head ached for a brief moment.
Klaus rolled his eyes, and sat up, slowly, until he was next to her once again. "What isn't real?" He asked, looking around and then back towards her. "The fact that we're trapped in a tomb, or the fact that we have memories of a past life." He added, as she rubbed her head.
He tilted his head to the side, and placed his hand on her back, gently massaging.
She relaxed for a moment, but then her back stiffened, and she moved away from him.
"Caroline,"
She shook her head, as she stood up, and dusted off her pants, trying to get away from him. "Please don't." She remarked, moving away from him towards the far wall with some hieroglyphs.
He shook his head, and stood up, not caring about the dust, and moved towards her. "Don't what?" He asked, as she closed her eyes, and bowed her head.
"You know what." She answered, jerking her head towards him, and glared.
He shook his head, and stepped closer. "No, I don't." He remarked, as she closed her eyes, and turned her head back towards the writing on the wall, but didn't really pay much attention to it.
"This is not happening." She muttered, shaking her head.
He sighed, and shrugged. "Well, it is." He retorted, turning his body to face her. "Why else would we receive the same memories of a life neither of us remember?" He asked, watching her stiffen. "You saw us in the past, Caroline." He continued, stepping even closer. "You saw who we were, and what we did." He added, studying her face. "You saw that night."
She swallowed, and slowly turned her head to catch his eyes. "It didn't happen." She choked out after a moment. "That wasn't real. We were not lovers." She stated, wanting to turn away from him, but her feet wouldn't move.
His eyes narrowed, and she saw the pain in his eyes. "Why can't you believe it?" He asked, as her eyes filled with small pain. "Why can't you see that we had a past life, and that we loved each other?"
"Why are you so quick to believe it?" She asked, in a demanding tone, refusing to answer his question at first. "Why are you so quick to believe that what we saw was real, and we loved each other in Ancient Egypt?" She continued, throwing her arms out, trying to make sense of what was happening.
"Because I love you!"
She stopped, and froze, her eyes widening as his words vibrated off the walls into her soul. She slowly began to shake her head. No, he didn't love her that was the memories of whatever had affected them. He didn't love her.
He couldn't.
They only knew each other for three months, and they…hated each other, didn't they?
"You can't." She whispered, turning from him, and nearly ran towards the crypt.
Klaus rolled his eyes, and shook his head. "Why can't I?" He asked, following her. "Caroline, as much as I didn't want to, I fell in love with you during these months, and I didn't know why, but these memories…" He paused, watching her grip the crypt with her hands. "Only proves that I was wrong."
She shook her head, and slowly turned to face him. "These memories are fake. They have to be, and besides if they were real, they are not us!" She shouted, shaking her head as she shouted at him.
"We are not these people in this crypt." She stated, pointing behind her. "We are here, in the present." She stated, stepping towards him.
"We are not the priest and priestess buried here. We are two archaeologists who just happened upon their tomb. That has to be it." She added, affirming her belief.
He shook his head, and grasped her arms with his hands. "If you truly believe that, then why do your eyes say something else, Caroline?" He asked, holding her blue-green eyes.
She started to shake her head, but one of his hands touched her face, stopping her.
"You saw it. Fake or not, there is a connection here. You must see that." He whispered, holding her eyes.
She opened her mouth to deny it, but how could she? She felt it same as he did, how could she deny what she felt?
"I can't." She returned, shaking her head.
Klaus' face spoke volumes as he gazed at her. He didn't believe her, but he couldn't get her to say the truth. Instead, he dropped his hands to his side, and stepped back, running his right hand over his face as he did so.
Caroline shook her head, and bowed her head. How could she tell him that she did feel something for him? Simple, she wasn't entirely sure what that something was, and she didn't want it to come from the past.
A grinding sound caught her attention, and whirling around, she gasped, as she staggered back. "Klaus!"
In an instant, he was beside her, and they watched as the lid of the crypt slid open, and stopped halfway.
"What the hell?" Klaus muttered, stepping forward with Caroline by his side.
They stepped up on the platform, and lowered their eyes to the opened crypt, and what they saw caused them to stagger back.
It was empty.
~XXX~
Her hand clutched his as she stared out the window of the balcony, and with tears falling down her face she knew the truth.
This was the last moments on this earth.
"What have we done?" She whispered, shaking her head.
Klaus turned, and cupped her cheek with his free hand. "We loved, my love." He whispered, watching her eyes lift to his, and the light that once shone brightly, dimmed a fraction because of the heartbreak she was feeling. "I will never regret it, Caroline." He remarked, searching her eyes.
She smiled, and pressed her body closer to his. "Neither will I, my love." She whispered, brushing her lips over his, and deepened the kiss.
They pulled back, but their foreheads touched in a tender moment, just as the doors opened, and two guards entered with a man in a fancy headdress and a sneer on his face.
"I should have known, I would find you here, Niklaus." He stated, folding his arms over his chest. "I have come to a decision about your punishment." He added, watching as Klaus hugged Caroline closer to his side, and his face turned to a mild rage.
Klaus lifted his chin in defiance, and narrowed his eyes. "Whatever punishment you inflict on us, we will endure, Lockwood." He remarked, watching the Pharaoh narrow his eyes, but only for a moment.
"I believe I can fix that." The Pharaoh remarked, snapping his fingers, and the two guards approached the lovers, and separated them with a look of sympathy towards them as they did so, for they knew what they were doing.
"You say that your love with endure, well, let's see if it will endure the curse of Seth." He remarked, with a satisfied smirk.
Klaus shook his head, and began to jerk in the guards grip. "You bastard!" He shouted, as the Pharaoh began to laugh, and snapped his fingers, causing the guards to drag the couple out of the room with him laughing the entire time.
~XXX~
"Why is it empty?" Klaus remarked, gazing into the opened crypt.
Caroline shook her head. "Maybe they were buried somewhere else." She whispered, moving her hands to the edge of the crypt, and fingered the detail. "It wasn't uncommon for certain members of court to be buried in private." She added, though this didn't feel right.
Klaus shook his head. "Forbes, this tomb was hidden well enough, and no one has been in here for over four thousand years." He stated, turning his head to look at her. "No, something else happened." He added, his eyes moving to the crypt.
Caroline shook her head, and turned her head to look at him. "What are you saying that they're not in there because they're us?" She asked, with a scoff.
He turned his head, and his eyes conveyed the hurt she had just inflicted. "Believe what you want, Forbes, but I know something else happened, and if you don't see that then you are blind to it all." He stated, pushing away from the crypt moving towards the door, away from her.
Caroline bowed her head, and gripped the edge of the crypt, and her eyes focused on the bottom of the sarcophagus, and they widened. This was impossible.
"Klaus!"
Klaus turned his head, and found her gripping the edge of the crypt as if she was holding on to dear life. He rushed towards her, wrapping his arm around her, holding her up. "Caroline…"
Her body shook in his embrace, and his eyes followed hers to the bottom of the empty sarcophagus, and his eyes widened as he read the inscription.
Here rests the lovers, Niklaus and Caroline, may Isis protect their spirits in the afterlife for their bodies were damned.
Though by the power of her husband, the Great God Osiris, they shall rise again, and finish what they started, and the two lives will become one until such as a time when they will rest in peace for all eternity where they belong.
Together
"What does this mean?" She whispered, shaking her head, her heart pounding in her chest.
Klaus shook his head. "I don't know, but we'll find out." He whispered, watching her nod her head, and bow it as she gripped the edge of the crypt with shaky hands.
"We need to get out of here." She stated, pushing away from him, and moved towards the door.
Klaus sighed, and moved his eyes towards the crypt, and his hand touched the words, as if he was drawn to them, and stood in silence as they began to glow and engulf his hand. "Forbes!" He shouted, feeling a pull he couldn't get away from.
"What the hell did you do?" She shouted as she ran behind him, and placed her hand on his arm, pulling him back as the light tried to engulf them.
"So this is my fault!" He growled, shaking his head. "Of course it is!" He complied, angrily, as they continued to fight the light.
Caroline rolled her eyes. "You pompous, arrogant bastard!" She shouted, trying to pull him back.
"Nik!"
"Caroline!"
Their names echoed off the walls of the crypt as the light engulfed them and they disappeared from the crypt.
~XXX~
Caroline's face contorted in pain as she tried to reach the man who held her heart through the bars of the cage. "Niklaus," She whispered, watching him moan, and slowly opened his eyes.
"Caroline," He whispered, moving to sit up, and turned to find her beautiful face smudged with dirt and grime. "What did he do to you?" He asked, his voice turning dark at the prospect of the Pharaoh hurting his beloved.
She sighed, and bowed her head. "Nothing that cannot be cured, my love," She answered, feeling his hand touch her. Her eyes lifted to his, and a weak smile touched her lips. "What is going to happen to us?" She asked, her eyes conveying sadness.
He smiled, weakly, but she saw through it before he spoke. "The Pharaoh is going to enact the curse of Seth." He whispered, placing his head on the bars.
She shook her head, not fully understanding what that meant. "I don't…"
"It's one of the most dangerous curses ever performed." He began to explain. His hand rubbed over hers, and she found small comfort in his touch. "It was created by the god Seth; it separates two lovers from each other in the afterlife, as punishment." He continued on, his eyes locking with her. "We'll be cursed forever to never be together even in the afterlife."
She shook her head, and tears filled her eyes. "Why?" She asked, her eyes shining with sadness. "We have done nothing to deserve this." She stated, lowering her eyes to their joined hands.
Klaus sighed, and pushed his hand through the bars to touch her face. "You denied the Pharaoh's hand, and choose me, Caroline, to the Pharaoh that is punishable by death." He explained, caressing her face, tenderly.
She let out a whimper, and leaned her head against his hand. "Why must he punish love?" She asked, tilting her face ever so slightly to kiss his palm.
"He has never felt it, Caroline." He answered, holding her eyes.
She sighed, and lifted her free hand to touch his face through the metal bars that separated them. "But we have." She replied, caressing his scruffy face.
He smiled, and nodded. "Yes, we have." He returned, agreeing with her.
She smiled, and pressed closer to the bars, touching her lips to his through them, and sighing when she wished she could get closer. "I love you, Niklaus." She whispered, against his lips.
"And I you, Caroline." He returned, capturing hers in a tender moment.
She pulled back, and closed her eyes. "I have prayed to the goddess Isis, but she has not heard me. I fear by falling love, and denying his hand, she had turned her back on me." She remarked, sadly.
He shook his head, and caressed the back of her head. "No, she has never turned her back on you, Caroline. If anyone should understand our plight it is her, for she loved the god Osiris when his brother wanted her." He explained, with a soft smile.
She smiled, and leaned against the bars, trying to stay connected to him as best as she could. "Perhaps I should pray for guidance and mercy then." She whispered, feeling his lips touch the top of her head.
"Perhaps,"
Please be kind!
Okay, I wanted to give a little more insight into why the lovers were 'cursed' but their story isn't near done at the moment.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter.
I know Klaus' declaration may seem a little soon, but remember that they have known each other for three months, and that combined with the past life, has caused him to accept his feelings, but Caroline is still skeptical. I hope you approve of that in any way.
Next Chapter: Stay Away From Me (We learn what happened to them after they disappeared from the crypt, and the fate of the lovers in the past is revealed by an unlikely source. Kudos if you know who it is!)
Until Next Time...