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Chapter Two

I took out my iPod and listened to the first song that came on. The song was Canon in D by Johann Pachelbel. That's the song that I want to be played at my wedding, whenever I decide to get married of course. It's also the song that can put me to sleep. The soft sound of the violins soon lulled me to sleep, but I didn't dream of anything, which is unusual for me. My mom always dreamed of something, whether it was good or bad. She would often have nightmares and when my dad was away, I had to comfort her. People always say that I take after her with that because it would happen when I was little and after my parents died in the car crash.

"Charlotte, wake up," I heard Uncle Larry say. He didn't shake me because he knew better. I have very good reflects and sometimes it's not best to shake me to get me to wake up. I got up and walked with him off the plane. "Oh, here," and he pulled something out of his pocket. It was my inhaler; I have asthmas, but I haven't used it in a year, but I carry it around just in case.

"Thanks, I don't know how I could have forgotten it," I said, taking it from him.

"No problem," He said. He called a cab and we went to the Smithsonian. "Okay, buddy, McPhee said the Federal Archives are in the Smithsonian. Where exactly am I going?" Uncle Larry said to the phone. He had called Nick and we were waiting for directions to get to the Federal Achieves. I couldn't hear anything, so I followed him around. I've never been to Washington, D.C. before. The sun was in the center of the sky when we got to the Air and Space Museum.

"Hi, excuse me. Could you tell me how to get to the Federal Archives?" He asked a lady, who was giving a tour.

"Of course; just be a historical document worthy of storing for all eternity. I'm kidding. He's not a document." The people on the tour laughed at this. "I'm sorry, sir, the Archives are underground, and they're a secure area."

"Really? Like, totally secure?" The lady nodded. "Okay, thank you." We walked away and went back outside. We kept walking and I got tired, but didn't say anything. The sun was beginning to set and we made it to another building. We walked past an Al Capone exhibit with his gangsters. I lingered at it, but Uncle Larry made me follow him. We walked more and saw a weird looking arch type thing. I gave it a look and looked at Uncle Larry. "Charlotte, go look around and I'll come and get you, okay?"

"Okay." I started walking back to the Al Capone exhibit when a guy in a security guard outfit walked past me. I kept going, but he turned around to look at me. I shook my head in disgust and just kept going. I just hated it when that happened; especially since I'm in my pajamas. The exhibit showed an older picture of him and a wax doll of a younger version of him. He had his Tommy gun, of course, and so did the gangsters that were with him. I read a little bit about him before, but before I could read about him, there was yelling. I ran back where Uncle Larry was. He was with the security guard and he had him in a head lock. He let him go and walked towards me.

"That guy's great," I heard the guy say.

"Who was that?" I asked.

"Brundon."

"Brundon?" I asked and he nodded his head. "I thought the name was Brandon."

"No, it's Brundon, believe me. "

"Okay, but how are we suppose to get in?"

"By using this," and he showed me Brundon's ID card.

"So this is where I get my ideas from when I need to get somewhere or in trouble. No wonder we got along so well when I was little."

"Yeah," he said, trying to get his phone out. Uncle Larry quickly dialed a number and had put the phone up to his ear. "Hey buddy, we're in. We're in the northeast corridor of the Castle; just off the Commons I need you to talk me to the Archives." You could hear the little sound of Nicky talking back. We turned right at the end of the hall and went to a staircase. As we were going down the stairs, he lost the signal. "Nick? Hello? Guess we're going to have to do this by ourselves." I nodded my head and we came to this place where there was a gate.

"ID please," a bored voice said. Uncle Larry showed the ID to the camera.

"Brundon!" The voice sounded like he was high.

"Hey," Uncle Larry imitated him.

"Later dude."

"Alright," and the gate opened. We walked in and we started to walk quickly.

"You seriously sounded like a stoner," I said. He gave me this weird look and continued to walk. We went past many exhibits and other wax figures. Soon, we reached a box. In front, was these weird looking Egyptians with spears pointing at the box. The box was from our museum. Uncle Larry walked towards the box and started trying to get the tablet out. He finally got it out, with the help of one of the spears, and as soon as it came out, it started to glow.

"No. No! No, no, no!" Uncle Larry said. The Egyptians came to life and the lone that looked like he was in charge, yelled something.

"Parlez vous, francias?" He asked.

"Oui," I said.I took french in high school. Uncle Larry looked at me again and then back to the guy.

"English perhaps?" Then he nodded.

"I am Kahmunrah, the great king of the great kings and from the darkest depths of ancient history; I have come back to life!" We just stared at him. "Perhaps you did not hear what I just said. I am a centuries-old Egyptian Pharaoh. I was dead, but now I have come back to life!"

"No, we heard you the first time." I said.

"Who are you?" Kahmunrah asked.

"Charlotte Daley."

"Larry Daley of Daley devices; it's funny we know your brother, Ahkmenrah."

"Do you?"

"Yeah."

"Uncle Larry, it probably wasn't the best idea to bring him up."

"He knows baby brother. The favorite son. You know, Mother and Father always gave him the best of everything, and I do mean everything. They even gave him the throne. The throne which was rightfully mine!"

"He never mentioned that," Uncle Larry said sheepishly. "Oh, I just bet he didn't." Kahmunrah said. "Well, now begins the era of Kahmunrah, because I have come back to...never mind, just hand me the tablet."

"Don't do it, Gigantor!" We heard Jed yell.

"Silence, silence, in there!" Kahmunrah walked over to the box and started banging on it with his fist. "Don't make me come in there!"

"No, I won't be muzzled!" Jed yelled back.

"Look, that tablet is more powerful than you, Larry Daley of Daley Devices, can possibly imagine. Bringing things back to life is just a parlor trick. With it, I shall unlock the Gate to the Underworld and bring forth my army from the Land of the Dead. So, if it's not too much trouble hand it over." He said, holding his hand out.

"Here you go," Uncle Larry said and actually gave it to him. I looked at Uncle Larry in confusion, wondering why in the world he would give it to him."Wise decision," and grabbed the tablet from Uncle Larry."Yeah, I know. I'm sorry, I thought you wanted the Cube, but," Uncle Larry trailed off.

"Oh, do you mean the cube killed Megatron?" I asked.

"No, the Cube of Rubric."

"But the All-Spark cube is more powerful." I protested.

"Yes, but we don't know where it is."

"Show me this Cube of Rubric," Kahmunrah ordered. We had to go in front of them and the guards were poking us in the back with their spears. Uncle Larry stopped in front of this huge crate. "Open it." He got one side and I got the other. We undid the bolts and a giant tentacle came out. It started to attack the Egyptians and Uncle Larry ran off somewhere with the tablet. I tried to follow him, but somebody grabbed me. "You're not going anywhere."

Great, I was stuck with the crazy Egyptian.

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