A/N: Hear ye, hear ya'll: I am sorry these chapters have been SO short compared to my last ones but in a few chapters it will be done and I am DEFINITELY gonna make a sequel.
Chapter dedication: JohnnyCarnahanyahoo.ca ( John Hannah…SWOON.)
Reviewers: I LOVE YA'LL. Ex Oh.
HAMUNAPTRA - DAY
Rick, Jonathan and Ardeth Ray came down a ravine in the volcano and look out over the ruins of Hamunaptra.
"Ok, now what the hell does this Horus guy look like?" Rick asked.
"He is a big fellow with pointy ears and he's got a face like falcon." Jonathon quickly told him.
"Got it." Rick said. They made their way down a long, winding, narrow staircase. Heading into the bowels of the necropolis…a passageway to hell.
NECROPOLIS - DAY
Evie and I followed Imhotep and that little creep Beni into the underground cemetery. Evie shuddered and stopped to look at the rats for a moment. Beni shoved his rifle into her back.
"Keep moving." I cracked my knuckles but Evie got to him first.
"You know, nasty little buggers such as yourself, always get there comeuppance." Beni laughed but then looked worried.
"Really?"
"Always." I smirked. We walked over an old stone bridge with black gooey water surrounding it. "Disgusting."
"Laurie, we are going to be alright…right?" Evie asked. I tried to smile but I know I failed miserably.
"I swear on pain of death, that I will not let any of them harm you." She smiled. I grabbed her hand and pulled her into a hug. "I will protect you no matter what the cost is baby sister."
"Keep moving." Beni growled hitting my head. I lunged at him but Evie stopped me and pointed at Imhotep. He was looking at me and Evie.
"What?" I asked rudely. He put his hand up and we heard a murmur of voices in the distance.
"Rick." Evie smiled.
"Jonathon." I said happily. God, if I had lost Jonathon I do not think I'd be able to go on with my life. Evie and Jonathon were my reason for living. We may be family but we were and always will be the best of friends.
"Come come." Beni snarled.
"Imhotep." I smiled sweetly. He turned around and smiled at me. "Can I kill him?" He frowned angrily and shook his head 'no.'
"How is it every time we come here you little retch, you manage to stay alive?"
"Charm."
"Ha. You have no charm." Evie laughed. We continued walking and I struck up an interesting conversation with Beni. If you didn't catch that last line it was S-A-R-C-A-S-M.
"So, Beni, how the hell did you wind up leading the Americans?"
"I was sitting in a bar one day, and I overheard their conversation."
"I believe that is called eavesdropping." Evie interrupted. I laughed.
"AND, I went over to them and offered to lead them."
"Well, you certainly did one shitty job. Most of them are…dead." I said whispering the last word.
Beni smirked. "Yes, including your dear Henderson." I closed my eyes and tried to ignore him. But, trying to ignore Beni is like trying to outrun a cheetah. "That man deserved it. Stupid, drunken, worthless, filthy…" I grabbed him by the collar and held him up to a torch that was hanging on the wall.
"Give me one reason as to why I shouldn't burn you." I growled angrily. Tears pricked my eyes but none came out.
"Imhotep." Beni yelled. I groaned as I felt a hand on my shoulder. I put Beni down and turned around. He said something in his language and Beni translated.
"As long as you are in his presence you shall worship him."
"What!" Imhotep glared at Beni and Beni sighed.
"Fine…he said to leave the worthless creep alone." I snorted.
"That sounds much better." Evie grinned. Imhotep began to walk ahead and I sighed. We were walking down the path to hell.
INT. PASSAGEWAY - DAY
"No…pull from up there. Wait, maybe the bottom would be better. Put your backs into it." Jonathon told Ardeth and Rick. They turned around and glared at Jonathon. "Um, you're both doing good ol' chaps." Jonathon walked over to the wall and looked at the gold, purple, blue and orange gold beetles on the wall. He plucked one of the wall and laid it on his palm and studied it. It began to wiggle but Jonathon didn't seem to notice.
"I say, look at that." He whispered to himself. The wiggling grew stronger. "Chaps, you should look at this." Suddenly, a scarab pops out of the gold and burrows into Jonathon's skin. He begins to scream and freak out. Rick ran up to him and ripped his sleeve off. Travelling up his arm was the beetle but he was inside his skin. Rick pulled out his butterfly knife and sticks it into Jonathon's shoulder where the beetle is. Jonathon screams louder. Rick pulled the beetle out and threw it on the floor. It scurried back to Jonathon but Rick pulled his shot gun out and killed it.
"Are you okay?" Ardeth asked.
"Yes." Jonathon panted. He grabbed his arm in pain.
"Doesn't look like it to me." Rick told him.
"Well, I am fine." Ardeth and Rick shrugged and continued getting the rocks out of the way. Jonathon slumped to the floor and cringed. He looked at his shoulder and saw it was turning purple and blue. Jon looked around and saw his sleeve that Rick had ripped off. He picked it up and tied it onto his arm.
"Ready?" Rick asked. Jonathon looked up and saw they were done. He got up and followed Ardeth down the passage.
"Yes." Jonathon replied thinking about only his sisters. Nothing else in the world mattered right now. There could be a million girls wanting to marry him and he would still choose his sisters. He could have had a chance to win a trip to Peru and free drinks for his whole life but there was no place he'd rather be then here. Fighting and risking his life for Evie and Laurie. "I'm coming Evie…" He whispered. "Laurie, don't do anything stupid…I love you both." He added. Rick suddenly shot another scarab on the floor and muttered.
"Now, I know why our smelly little friend hated bugs."
CEMETERY – DAY
They are here. I could bet my life on it. The gunshot echoed into the cemetery as we stepped-up to the strange altar, where four thousand years ago Imhotep tried to bring Anck-su-namun back to life. Imhotep scowled at the sound and angrily reached into a canopic jar. He pulled out the crusted remains of Anck-su-namun's heart, crushed it to dust in his hand and started reading from The Book Of The Dead. Then he blew the dust against a mausoleum wall, -- and the wall started to come alive.
Evelyn and Beni stared at the wall, both of them wide-eyed. I was in so much shock that I couldn't even watch the wall. I stood there, fixated on the old ancient ruin. Twp forms emerged from the mausoleum's wall. Horrific-looking mummified corpses. Two of Imhotep's long dead Priests. They bowed to Imhotep, then turned and moved off down a passageway.
"What the hell was that?" I asked. Imhotep just grinned. "Beni, you little bastard, what was that?"
"Imhoteps priests." He muttered. Imhotep smiled at him and grabbed my hand. He pressed me to him and my breathing grew faster. I looked at me and sighed. I gagged.
"Ever heard of a toothbrush?" I asked. He looked at me in a very confused manner and I sighed. I tried to wiggle out of his grasp but he was to strong. He kissed me again and I melted. I felt so…evil though. I loved Henderson and not some dead corpse. Some dead corpse that had eyes that were breathtakingly amazing, his lips were sweet and his muscled chest that looked like it had been sculpted…oh shit. Where did that come from? I pulled away from him and stumbled back into Evie. She grabbed me and held me up. Imhotep cackled and walked up to the preparation table.
"Are you ok?" She asked. I nodded and wiped my mouth.
"How is it that you will kiss a dead guy but not me?" Beni asked.
"Do you want a kiss?" I said sweetly. I batted my eyes and he lit up.
"Yes." He closed his eyes and leaned in. I was about to punch him when Evie pointed to a rat. I grabbed it and held it up to his lips. Beni smiled and slowly opened his eyes. He screamed.
"Serves you right." Evie smiled as he ran around screaming like a nut. I giggled. Imhotep looked at Evie and I and began to say something.
"Prince Imhotep wants your heart." Beni translated holding his gun level to my head. I stepped in front of Evie and blushed.
"Tell him I'm truly flattered…,but it's already taken." Beni continued.
"He wants your heart, your brain, your liver, your kidneys…" My eyes shot open. "And how do you say those slimy things in your stomach?"
"Intestines?" Evie groaned at his mentality. He nodded.
"Yes, and those too." I turned around and walked over to Imhotep and glared at him furiously.
"That's all you want me for? For my organs!" I shouted. He grinned and swung his hand back and connected it with my cheek. I fell to the floor and passed out.
"Laurie." Evie screamed running over to me. "Laurie." She cried. Imhotep grabbed her and blew dust in her face and she passed out as well.
PASSAGEWAY - DAY
Rick squeezed through a small crevice in a wall and dropped to the floor of a dark chamber. He picked up his gunnysack and scanned the darkness. Something glittered. Jonathan and Ardeth Ray crawled in behind him.
Rick noticed a shaft of light, high above him, shooting through a small hole in the ceiling and stopping against a wall next to one of those mirror disks. Rick aimed his gun and fired. The bullet hit the disk's pedestal, spun the mirror into the shaft of light, -- And wham! The shaft of the light hits the disk and quickly bounced around the room from one disk to another until the whole chamber lit upEverything sparkled and shined…the wealth of Egypt. Rick, Jonathan and Ardeth Ray are speechless. That's when the two mummified Priests walked in.
"Who the hell are those guys?" Rick asked aiming his shotgun at one.
"Priest. Imhoteps priests." Ardeth replied. Jonathon took one of Rick's shot gun and cocked it.
"I've never killed a priest before."
"They are evil, cursed…they matter not." Ardeth explained shooting one.
"Well, okay then." Rick shouted shooting three of them. He smiled and hit another mummy and it fell to the floor. Jonathon, however, was not having much luck. He shot the mummy and its head fell off but he kept coming. Jon sighed and shot his torso off and smiled. Alas, the legs kept coming, like they were not affected by the loss of its upper body.
"Oh come on. Give me break here." He frowned. Rick turned around and shot the mummies legs with his elephant gun and it was dead. "Good show ol' chap."
Jack: Who the hell says ol' chap anymore?
Jonathon: Well old mum, who the hell says savvy anymore!
Me: Oooo…good point.
Jack: Review savvy? How about ye all leave me be!
Me, Rick and Jon: Nope.