And here we are! The ultimate chapter six! The beginning of the epic adventure for dear Victoria and the menacing Kahmunrah! I hope you all enjoy this and there will be plenty more of these to come, I promise! So stick around and I hope you all enjoy this once again.
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"Ichk dah!" The voice commanded in what sounded to be Egyptian, he continued to shout out orders to his men; "Rah! Rah!" He continued to bark-the pair quickly whipped around to see the figures come to live and the spears being pointed right at them as the crate was closed behind them. The man put on a face of confusion, looking down at the tablet then taking a step towards them. He questioned them in the same language—both Victoria and Larry blankly stared at him. He took another tiny step towards them, questioning them in French. Larry shook his head; Victoria just bit her lip, almost tempted to nod—did she really know how to speak in French? No, not really. "English? English perhapth?"
The pair glanced at each other before Larry spoke up, "I'm sorry, who are you?" His hands kept a tight grip on the tablet.
"I am Kahmunrah." The man introduced himself, holding himself with pride, lifting his head slightly to making seem like he was better than the man who stood before him. "The great king of great kingth, and from the darketht depths of ancient hithtory; I have come back to life!" He sounded as if he was trying to put fear into the lives of these two, but of course since they were both aware of the tablets powers, it didn't frighten them so much—in fact, Victoria was forced to suppress a giggle at the sound of his voice. The Pharaoh glared towards the woman.
Perhapth you did not hear me." His eyes widened slightly, "I am a thentury old Egyptian Pharaoh. I wath dead but now I have come back to life!"
"No no, I got that." Larry was the first to speak once more, "Welcome back." He said politely.
Were they not afraid of the man before them? It certainly confused him—"Eh, eh." He stuttered for a moment, "Who are you?" Taking another step forward.
Larry gripped his fingers around the tablet a little and quickly spoke up, "Oh, Larry. Daley." He added at the end, moving the tablet slightly under his arm and moved his arm up like he was going to shake Kahmunrah's hand. But the spears quickly brought this action to a halt and he lowered it, "Of Daley Devices. And this is Victoria Seychelle." He introduced his friend; she waved politely as the pharaoh just exchanged glances between the two people. "It's up in New York—you know it's funny, we know your brother, Ahkmenrah."
The expression of the once dead pharaoh shifted. Victoria noticed and lightly elbowed Larry in the side. He winced slightly, but brushed it off, "Don't mention Ahk." She mumbled in a harsh whisper to her friend, though he didn't catch it—she knew there had to be a reason behind why Ahk never spoke about his older brother, and of course, because of her darling Larry, they were probably going to find out.
"Oh do you? They know baby brother." Kahmunrah shifted his gaze around a bit before looking back towards Larry, glancing once towards Victoria, "The favorite thon."
Larry nodded slightly, but Victoria still couldn't tell if he had caught on or not. "Yeah, good kid."
"Oh, ithn't he jutht?" Victoria heard the sarcasm in his voice loud and clear that time. "You know, mother and father alwayth gave him the betht of everything." A fake smile on his face, "And I do mean everything." He wagged his finger lightly, "They even gave him the throne. The throne that was rightfully mine!" He barked at Larry, who finally caught on to Kahmunrah's feelings about his brother.
"Oh." Larry mumbled softly. "Ahk never mentioned that."
"Oh, jutht bet he didn't." He glanced down for a moment, then suddenly a wave of pride over took the pharaoh once more, "Well, now begins the era of Kahmunrah," he lifted his head back up, "Because I have come back to-." Realizing that he was just repeating himself, "Never mind and jutht hand me the tablet."
For a moment, Larry appeared as if he was actually going to hand over the tablet to Kahmunrah, and Victoria placed a protective hand over it, pushing it back up against Larry's chest. "Don't give it to him, Gigantor!" Jed's voice called out quickly, followed by the others. Kahmunrah glared at the woman first before rolling his eyes and walked over to the large crate.
"Oh, silence! Silence in there, please!" He smacked his hand against the metal, "Don't make me come in there!"
"No! I won't be muzzled!"
Kahmunrah quickly turned around, "Look." He began, then pointed down to the tablet, "That tablet is more powerful than you, Larry Daley of Daley Devices, and Victoria Theythelle, can pothibly imagine." He began walking towards the pair, slowly backing them up, "Bringing thingth back to life, oh, ith jutht a parlor trick. With it, I thall unlock the gate to the underworld and bring forth my army from the land of the dead." A sharp prick was felt up against both Larry and Victoria's backs, forcing them to stop rather quickly. "Tho, if it'th not too much trouble, mahk!" He commanded and the spears quickly raised up to their necks—Victoria visibly stiffened, which Kahmunrah had noticed from the corner of his eye; a smirk began to form on the corner of his lips, "Hand it over."
Larry glanced down once then over to Victoria, then back to the tablet, "Okay, here you go."
Victoria's eyes widened, not believing that he would just hand over the tablet like that so easily, no fight, nothing. "Larry, are you-?" A spear pressed into her neck and she quickly bit her bottom lip, cutting off her voice.
"Wise decision." Kahmunrah spoke, almost in some sort of daze himself, "Hahch!" He told his soldiers then pointed out the gate, "Dah." Beginning to walk away, Victoria moved next to Larry, balling up her fists like she was going to beat the crap out of Larry for what he had done.
"Yeah, I know. I just thought you wanted the cube." Larry spoke. Victoria hesitated to hit Larry, dropping her hand to her side again—what was going through his mind. She even looked up at him curiously. The pharaoh stopped and barked out another command and they turned around,
"The cube?" Kahmunrah spoke, not really believing it himself. Victoria just stared at Larry, waiting for something to happen.
"Yeah, the cube." Larry responded, he needed to think of something quickly. "Of Rubik."
Victoria was ready to smack her forehead with her palm for such a stupid answer, but then it dawned upon her—there would be no way of the ancient Egyptian knowing what that little contraption was. Now, she just had to resist the temptation of a smirk.
Perhaps he was just a little intrigued, fore the pharaoh began to walk back towards the pair, "Alright, well, what ith thith Cube of Rubik then?"
"It's… It's the cube!" Larry stated, stuttering slightly. Victoria bit her lower lip—looks like he didn't think too hard ahead. "You know, it's the cube that… Uhm." He rambled off; he glanced towards Victoria with some hopefully eyes that she may be able to think of something quickly. Kahmunrah followed his gaze down towards the woman and just waited rather impatient looking.
"The one that turns all of your opponents to dust…?" Victoria spoke up, starting it off with ease but then turning it slightly into a question.
"Yeah, that one." She could tell that Larry was relieved that she thought of something. "I thought you would have known—. You know what? My bad. 'Cause ya' know? Your brother, yeah, he didn't want to mess with it either. He just wanted to play it safe too, just, you struck me as a next level sort of guy." For the moment, both Larry and Victoria caught that slight alteration on the Egyptian's face—not too pleased that he would be compared to his younger brother.
"Mahk!" Kahmunrah barked out the command and the spears were quickly brought back up to their necks once more. The pharaoh took a step forward, "I'm not my brother, Larry." His tone was rather menacing and a bit intimidating. "I would kill you, this woman, and your friendth in the blink of an eye."
"This woman has a name." Victoria hissed at him. Kahmunrah merely snorted in response and stepped in front of her, hovering over her. She kept on her intimidating face, but it didn't seem to do very much.
"I'm thure the doeth-and the woman doeth not thpeak until thpoken to." He told her-they both stood there for a moment, glaring at each other fiercely until he took a step back over to Larry, "Hachk." He commanded as the spearheads quickly lowered themselves. The pharaoh became a little too close for Larry's comfort, "Now take me to this Cube of Rubik."
Larry quickly took a step back to make space between them both. "Alright." He spoke, "No problem." Then he glanced over at Victoria, who lightly bit her lip like she was only a little nervous. "Follow us."
With that said, Larry pushed forward with Victoria next to him, Kahmunrah only trailing just a step behind. They began walking through part of the archives—the pharaoh visibly becoming rather impatient. He snorted, quickly grasping the wrist of Victoria and pulled her back. Larry, defensively, quickly stopped and turned around. "You and your friend better not be lying about thith." Kahmunrah spoke menacingly. That once nervous look on Victoria's face quickly disappeared and was replaced with a look of slight anger that he would just do that. Dead pharaoh or not, it didn't give him any right to grab her—or at least she thought so.
She glared at him, pulling her wrist quickly from his grasp. "We're not." She replied sharply, then motioning for Larry to continue on walking. She kept the glare on her face as she walked back up to Larry's side as they turned the corner, coming across to a familiar crate that the two had passed earlier.
"Here it is." Larry stated simply.
"Open it." Kahmunrah told him and Larry walked up to it while the other men made some sort of dome formation around them. Larry glanced back towards Victoria and made a very subtle nod, which she replied back with a nod as well. Larry looked back and licked his lower lip as he unlatched the first hook. He looked back once more, which actually made Kahmunrah a bit suspicious of some sort of plan—but he had no time to think about it.
Larry unhooked the second hook and from the crate exploded the giant squid! It quickly swung out one of its tentacle and hit one of the guards and another hit Kahmunrah, sending the tablet flying into the air.
"Larry! The tablet!" Victoria called out, appearing like she was going to run after it, or at least until one of the tentacles smacked her right off of her feet and into another person; she fell right to the ground.
Had she been tossed back into Larry? She waited to hear the shattering of the tablet, but it never came.
"Get back here with my tablet! I thill have your friendth!" She heard Kahmunrah call out, then barking out some commands to his warriors.
"Oof!" "Ugh!" They both exclaimed and she quickly shook her head, trying to refocus herself. She saw Larry take off—but then… Who did she…? She looked back over her shoulder and there stood a very angry and flustered Kahmunrah. He looked down towards the woman and suddenly a smirk grew upon his face.
Her eyes widened and she quickly scrambled to pull herself from the ground and took off into a sprint—which didn't really work because he reached out just in time to grab the ends of her hair and wrap the brown locks around his fist. "Gah!" She called out, in both anger and pain. She pivoted slightly and did the first thing she could think of—slamming her fist into the pit of his stomach.
Usually one of her punches would never be able to really hurt anyone very much, but in that moment of rage, the adrenaline pumped up in her veins and unleashed a powerful beast in that hit, causing him enough pain for him to let go of her hair and wrap his arm around his own abdomen.
Taking the opportune moment, Victoria bolted off into a sprint, tossing off her shoes in the process because she could never run in those things.
Kahmunrah raised his head slightly, growling under his breath, "Get them both!" He commanded fiercely, "I want them both!"
