I do not own The Mummy or any of the plot or characters. However I do own Lexi.
Story start
I moved in the shadows as I saw a group of desert men on horses stormed into the camp. "Kill them," Anubis whispered into my mind. I nodded and whispered, "Yes master." My eyes narrowed devilishly as I jumped out of the shadows and slit one of the men's throats. He choked on his own blood as he collapsed to the ground. "So pretty," I whispered as I ran to the next man, who was on a horse.
The man tried to stab me with his sword, but I grabbed his wrist and pulled him off the horse. The horse neighed in fright for its master as I pulled the man's arm painfully out of socket. His yell sounded over the other noise of the camp. Another desert man yelled in fury as he ran towards me. I dodged his strike, but I missed seeing his other hand grab my shirt.
I growled when my shirt was ripped off from the force of my twist and the man's hold on my shirt. The fabric slid off my torso as I glared at the man. "Kanika," the desert man who I had dislocated his shoulder whispered. "Kanika," the man who had pulled off my shirt stuttered out in fear before his face turned into an angry look.
My hands shook as they kept repeating that name. "I'm Lexi, stop this, I have to stop this," I thought as I tried fighting against Anubis's hold on me. Pain erupted through me as Anubis did not like my insubordination. "Stop this and do what you are made to do Kanika," Anubis ordered as he increased the pain in my shoulders. The cuts on my shoulders were glowing black fire and the bandages burned off.
"No, I don't want to kill them," I yelled in pain as it felt like serpents were slithering in the markings on my shoulders.
The desert men looked at me confused before their leader ordered them to retreat. The leader of this desert group looked over at me in shock. My eyes were flickering between crimson and their normal grey color. "You have angered me Kanika," Anubis growled out as he made the pain increase ten fold in my shoulders.
A blood curdling scream of pain erupted from my lips as I fell to the ground. My body convulsed as I dropped the blade, which went back to its original form of the dagger when it hit the sand. "Lexi," Johnathon yelled with a drunken slur as he ran over to me. Evelyn and Rick soon crowded around me as well. I gave them a scared look before my eyes rolled back into my head and I passed out.
Cold air and the smell of rotting flesh surrounded me as I slowly opened my eyes. My body hurt all over as I looked around. I was in some sort of cell. My wrists were shackled up above me and my body was covered in filthy rags which I assume were once clothes. Dirt and grime were all over my body and it made me cringe at the feel of it.
"Kanika," a voice whispered at one shadowy part of the cell. I blinked in confusion. My name is Lexi, not Kanika, but for some reason I don't have control over myself.
"Who's there?" I whisper. I guess that this is another vision of the past and this time I'm Kanika for real, instead of seeing her.
A tall figure with predator eyes appeared out of the shadows. I gasped at the sight of the man before me. He looked like a warrior, no, he looked like a god. I bowed my head in respect and shame for my disgusting appearance. He continued to approach me and stopped when I saw his feet close to me. I slowly looked up a bit but did not dare look into this imposing figure's eyes.
"I can get you out of here Kanika," the man whispered.
"How?" I asked confused.
He chuckled and said, "I can give you a life you've never dreamed of, but you must do something for me in return."
"What do I have to do?" I asked curiously as I knew that there was an endless amount of possibilities of things better than being stuck in this cell.
"You have to be my tool, my weapon, my slave," Anubis whispered as he showed a sharp toothed smile.
I frowned as I gazed around my cell. There was no future in this cell. There was no life or joy in this cell. I would be better off working for this man than being stuck in this cell. "Yes master," I said as I bowed my head.
Anubis smirked and placed both of his hands on my shoulders. "Good, you are now the property of the god Anubis," he said as pain erupted through my shoulders. "What have I done?" was the thought that passed through my head before I woke up screaming in the real world.
My eyes looked around at my surroundings frantically when I sat up on my sleeping mat. I quickly pushed the blanket off of me and stumbled to a standing position. "Jonathan, Evelyn, Rick, Henderson, Daniels, Burns," I yelled confused and scared as I stumbled around the ruins. No one was in sight and it bothered me. I know I'm a big girl and everything, but if you were going through all the stuff I am right now than you would like to have a little company to make you feel a bit safer.
I ended up pausing in front of the statue of Anubis that started all of this crazy stuff as I caught my breath. My shoulders were hurting a little today but not much. I glared at the statue and yelled, "Why did you have to choose me so long ago? Why me?"
"Because I knew you would make the perfect killer," Anubis's voice said calmly into my mind. I stumbled a bit before deciding it would be safer to just sit down on the sand.
I shook my head and said, "I'm not the same as I was years ago. I've changed. I'm a different person."
"Are you now?" he asked and I could tell a smirk was residing on his face in the Underworld. I nodded firmly before I gasped in surprise. Images of the people I had killed with no remorse flashed through my mind. I opened my mouth wide in shock when I saw shown my smirking face as I killed those people. The people he was showing me was the people that I had killed just a few years ago, this was not people from my past life.
"You're wrong, I'm different now. I'm changing," I yelled and threw sand at the statue.
The statue's eyes glowed red for a moment and I felt my body calm down. "Even if you are changing, you are still my weapon and I will not accept any more failures from you. If I tell you to kill someone than you better do it," Anubis said and I slowly nodded with a frown on my face.
"This is not what I expected to get for coming to Egypt," I mumbled as I walked away from the statue and headed over to the campsite again. I buried my head under the blanket on my small bed on the sand and I sighed. There was nothing else for me to do but sleep since everyone else was exploring the tombs.
Hours later, I was woken up by hearing a few people from my group cheering about finding some canopic jars. I grumbled as I stood up from my bed and walked over to the fire. The three Americans in my group held jars and I'm sure that my boss was probably trying to make love to his jar, well if he could. That man seriously scares me with how possessive he is over an artifact or something that he finds on an expedition.
"Hey, what'd I miss?" I asked when I sat down by Johnathon at the fire. Everyone fell silent as they stared at me.
"What? Do I have sand on my face or something? Oh god, it better not be a bug on me," I said as I started rubbing my hands on my face. Johnathon grabbed my hands and made me stop rubbing my face.
"When did you wake up? You've been asleep for a few days now," Rick said sort of shocked. I shrugged and said, "I woke up earlier today, but everyone was gone and I was not going to go in the tomb so I just went back to sleep."
They all nodded before Burns, Daniels, and Henderson started showing me the jars. I frowned and inched closer to Johnathon to get away from the jars. "That's interesting guys, but dried organs are in those things, so get them away from me, now," I said as I was almost practically about to start crawling into Johnathon's lap to get away from the jars. The guys laughed and finally removed the jars from my face. However a small blush appeared on my face when I noticed my left hand lying on top of Johnathon's right hand. "Sorry," I mumbled before removing my hand and drawing designs in the sand.