I do not own The Mummy or any of the plot or characters. However I do own Lexi.

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Soon everyone else, that was still alive, got in the car and Johnathon sped to the museum. I was confused as to why we were going to the museum, but at this point I did not care. I just wanted to stay as far away from Imhotep as possible. "You still have to talk with him," Anubis reminded me and I growled at him in my head.

He growled back and put pain in my shoulders, but this time it was the worst pain of all. "Silence Kanika, I'm tired of this disobedience and attitude from you. You will speak with Imhotep and you will do as I say. Enough of this resistance, it only brings more pain for you," Anubis yelled furiously.

My ears were ringing from the loud volume of his voice. A few tears slipped out of my eyes from the pain in my shoulders. Evelyn gasped and I gave her a surprised yet pained look. "You're bleeding again Lexi," Evelyn yelled as we parked at the museum.

I slowly looked over at my shoulders and saw fresh blood staining my white shirt covering my bandages. "I'll be alright," I said as I pushed Evelyn's hands away from me. She frowned and went to touch my shoulders, but I jumped out of the car.

I walked up to the museum doors and finally everyone started to follow me. When we arrived inside the museum, I walked away from the group to find a mirror and look at my shoulders. I could hear Evelyn's worrying voice echoing through the museum as she and the others headed to the curator's office.

I walked into one of the rooms filled with artifacts and I settled on using a shiny gold shield for a mirror. I slipped off my shirt and hung it on one of the guarding ropes surrounding a sarcophagus. Hisses of pain slipped from my lips when I unraveled the bandages. Since the blood was fresh on them, the bandages did not stick as bad so the pain was not too unbearable.

"Lexi," a voice whispered behind me that sounded like it was in pain. I quickly spun around with my shoulders now fully revealed. I saw Johnathon standing a little ways away from me and his face was looking at my shoulders as if they were causing him pain.

A little bit of blood surrounded the markings, but the markings were now black. They now looked like tattoos instead of wounds.

"Are you alright?" Johnathon asked me in a whisper as he approached me. I could see true concern in his eyes and it surprised me. He and I did not have the better of first appearances of one another, but after we've started over he has been nicer to me. It confuses me, but I sort of like how he shows care and concern for my well being.

I gave Johnathon a small smile and said, "I'm fine now, but I'm afraid of what has yet to come."

Johnathon nodded as I saw fear erupt in his eyes. I wiped the remaining blood off of my shoulders with the bandages and then I slipped on my shirt and buttoned it up. Johnathon's eyes looked away the best he could, but I saw how his eyes liked to linger on my form.

"Why are you not with the others?" I asked curiously as I straightened out my shirt.

"I could ask you the same thing," Johnathon said and it was silent for a moment before we both started laughing.

I smiled at Johnathon and said, "Well I'll join the others in a moment, I have to find the restroom in this place."

Johnathon's cheeks tinted red a moment before he gave me directions to the restroom. I thanked him and we parted ways. He went back to join the others and I headed to the restroom. I needed to wet my face and neck. The pain from earlier had truly bothered me and I need to calm down.

I splashed some water on my face when I arrived at the restroom. "You are finally becoming your old self," Anubis said with a happy sigh. I frowned and was about to ask him what he meant, but I became deathly silent when I looked up at the mirror before me. My eyes staring back at me were not my normal grey ones. These eyes were bright crimson and they held bloodlust in them. I tentatively raised one of my hands up to my face and brought them close to my eyes. I gasped when it really was my reflection and not a trick of Anubis.

"No," I whispered shakily before running out of the bathroom. I ran to the curator's office, but no one was there. I gasped in fear as I prayed that the others were not leaving me here. "Please don't," I thought as a sense of betrayal entered my heart. I turned around and was about to run out of the room, but a figure was blocking my escape route.

"Hello Kanika," Imhotep said with a smirk. I gasped and backed away from the approaching man. He was fully generated now and I knew that all of the Americans from my group were not on the other side. Hopefully they saw the light at the end of the dark tunnel.

I backed up until the curator's desk stopped my retreating. I growled at Imhotep and drew my dagger. The blade grew long and crimson. Imhotep raised his hands as a sign that he meant no harm.

Beni's yelling voice notified Imhotep to the screeching tires driving away from the museum. Imhotep roared angrily before looking at me.

"Come with me, you are much more powerful than these pathetic beings. If you come with me, I can make you my warrior and leader of my armies. You will never have to worry about anyone every again. You are the only one who can help me rule this world. These people do not deserve your kindness. See how they betray you. They left you Kanika. They do not deserve anything but death from your hands," Imhotep said as he approached me and gently placed a hand on my shoulder.

I was shocked to complete silence. It hurt to hear his words at first, but a part of me truly believed everything he was saying. Part of me really did want to rule the world and make the people who have hurt and betrayed me pay for their sins, but I would leave the ruling of the world to Imhotep. I sighed as I shook my head and I felt my shoulders tingle but not in pain. They tingled with warmth.

"This is your destiny Kanika," Anubis whispered gently as I felt some sort of warmth surround me. I looked up at Imhotep confused yet hurt. I was bothered that the others had left me. I knew that Evelyn must have argued for them to wait, I hope. I also hope, just a smidgeon of hope that Johnathon also wanted to wait for me.

Imhotep smiled gently at me and extended one of his hands toward me. "Come, Kanika," Imhotep said and I slowly placed my hand in his. I'm so confused and torn right now. I don't know what I should truly be doing, but if all else fails than I guess this future being Imhotep's warrior will not be so bad. "Anyways, it's not like there is anyone on this planet who truly loves me," I thought sadly as Imhotep and I disappeared in a swirl of sand.

We arrived in the middle of the street amongst a crowd of people, who were chanting Imhotep's name. I surmised that the bugs had bit these people and made them mindless slaves. I shivered as I thought how that could have happened to Johnathon and Rick. Anubis had already told me that the bugs would come nowhere near me.

I gasped silently as I saw a black robe covering my body and face from view. My crimson blade was tied at my hip. Imhotep motioned for me to come forward but not speak. I silently followed behind him as we walked out of the crowd of people and into an open circle. My eyes widened and a frown appeared on my face when I saw Johnathon, Rick, the desert leader, the curator, and Evelyn standing in the circle.

I saw them give me curious looks, but they did not recognize me, and then they focused the full attention on Imhotep. My body was shaken as the inner turmoil attacked me. I wanted to be standing beside the others and staring down Imhotep, but part of me is fine being by Imhotep's side. I was hurt. Betrayal kept ringing through my heart and mind as I looked at Evelyn, Rick, and Johnathon. However a small ray of hope appeared in my darkening heart when I saw a sad and pained look on Johnathon's face.

"Maybe I'm not fully betrayed," I thought as Imhotep grabbed Evelyn. Evelyn yelled as Imhotep dragged her through the crowd. I silently followed them, but I cast a small glance back to Johnathon. My crimson eyes glowed in his direction and he gasped and whispered my name, "Lexi."