Holocaust of Rome, a bit of a crossover story by Tsunami Storm
Chapter 7: Dragonborn
"Joey? Joey! Can you hear me? Speak to me!" Yugi cried as he knelt over his friend, who was still gripped by the curse that Josephus had cast on him. The blond hero tried to answer, but all that came out of his mouth was cries of pain. Jono and Nefertiri stood off to the side of the young heroes from the future, feeling quite out-of-place and awkward as a result.
Suddenly Mokuba doubled over in pain and wrapped his arms around his abdomen, gasping for breath and clenching his eyes shut. "Aagh!" He cried.
"Mokuba!" Yugi gasped, looking up at his youngest friend as he continued to grimace and wince in pain. "What's- what's happening?!" He cried.
Mokuba wrenched his eyes open with herculean effort and held out his right hand. To everyone's horror, it was starting to look transparent- as if it were slowly fading from this world.
"You- you guys- realize what this- means, right?" Mokuba gasped out between spasms of pain from his chest-area. Quite a few of the friends gasped, but Joey just looked confused. "I'm- starting to- disappear. That- means that Seto is- already-" He broke off, unable to get the words out- large tears forming in his stormy eyes.
"It's still not too late, Mokuba." Yugi whispered. "As long as we get Nefertiri home okay, you guys are gonna be fine." He promised, smiling sympathetically at the teenager.
Mokuba nodded, though the tears were still pouring down his face. "I can't believe- how strong Seto is. How was- he able to hold in- this much- agony?" He gasped weakly, beads of sweat mixing in with his tears.
"What is going on?" A new voice asked sharply as he approached the group. He gasped when he saw two of his family's descendants among the group, and he quickly rushed over to the newcomers. "What brings you guys here?" He asked in surprise.
"Oh, Critias!" Yugi gasped. "Maybe you can help us. Nefertiri needs to get home to Egypt because we gotta save Seto and Mokuba, Jono needs to get back home to his own world eventually too- plus he's got that awful iron mask on and we can't get it off- and Joey's been cursed by Josephus and we can't figure out what's wrong or how to help him!"
"A daunting conundrum indeed." Critias nodded grimly, removing his helmet. Nefertiri gasped when she saw the Legendary Knight's face, for a moment thinking that her beloved father was standing before her. The resemblance between them was uncanny. Shifting his gaze to Jono, Critias swiftly drew his blade and broke the lock of the mask with one powerful stroke, actually breaking the mask off as well but not harming a single hair of the young royal's person. Nefertiri gasped again when the young man's face was revealed- looking quite pale, but still an identical reflection of the Dark Emperor Josephus- albeit with significantly longer hair. He looked up and met her sapphire eyes with his own rubies, and an inexplicable spark jumped between the two royals.* Mokuba looked up at the two who had gasped, and the boy was suddenly struck with an epiphany. Do Nefertiri and Jono end up together? Is he connected to our family too?! He gasped mentally.
[How romantic. Love at first sight. XD]
"Now it is time to send the two of you home to where you belong." Critias smiled at the young princess, who was still staring at Jono and he at her. The knight of Atlantis raised his eyebrows at their sudden connection, then amended his statement. "Or perhaps one of you doesn't want to return to his home?" He grinned knowingly.
Jono finally broke their staring contest to beam at the blond dragon knight. Critias chuckled and nodded. He knew that look. The true joy on one's face when they finally found their soulmate, the one person they were destined to be with. He himself had felt that bond back in Atlantis, with the young woman to whom he'd been betrothed. But that was a long time ago.
"Before that, I have to see to my own brother in time." The Roman prince answered, looking over to his blond look-alike with a worried grimace. "I may not have magic of my own, but I might be able to tell you- my friends- how to help him." He knelt beside Yugi- who was holding his best friend's hand in both his own- and put a gentle hand over the young duelist's heart. "This is ancient sorcery." Jono gasped after he recognized the symptoms. "My twin really outdid himself on this one. The magic is older than Rome, older than Egypt- older than even Atlantis."
Téa gasped. "But- there is a cure- right?"
Jono bowed his head. "There was, long ago. This curse can only be broken with the blood of a Dragonborn, but that race disappeared with the Great Flood that destroyed Atlantis."
"A 'Dragonborn'? What's that?" Yugi asked in confusion as Critias gasped. Everyone turned to him, and the Legendary Knight answered Yugi's question.
"A child marked from birth with the symbol of a dragon." He explained. "It is like a birthmark, but it is big. And instead of having an excess of pigment at the site, there is an absence." He continued. "I knew of a few who lived in Atlantis, but they were very rare. And that was ten thousand years ago." He bowed his head, his stormy blue-gray eyes downcast with sadness.
"Put simply, they no longer exist." Jono explained, his head still bowed. "And neither does the cure."
"So- he's doomed?" Téa gasped, tears in her blue eyes.
No one present had the heart to answer her inquiry, and Critias wordlessly cast a portal spell that would transport Nefertiri home. Deciding on the spot to follow his soulmate and live the rest of his life in Egypt, Jono stood to his feet and followed after the princess- sparing one last hope-filled glance for his distant relatives. He gave them a grateful smile and an acknowledging nod of farewell, then walked through the portal with Nefertiri- his hand gently encompassing hers. Just before the portal closed, Nefertiri stuck her head back out and whispered, "Thank you." Then the two lovers disappeared from sight as the swirling vortex closed behind them.
Worlds and centuries away, a certain CEO rolled over onto his stomach as he slept soundly for the first time in what felt like weeks, unwittingly exposing his bare back. Under all of his scars, a large symbol on the skin glowed white, marking the young man as a member of a race that had been lost for millennia:
The last Dragonborn.
Just as the young princess of Egypt appeared in her chambers after Critias sent them both to the human world, she could sense that something was terribly wrong. She bolted out the door of her chambers, leaving a stunned and very confused Jono standing frozen in the middle of her room. She raced to the main audience chamber of the palace- looking for her beloved father- but found it empty. Racking her brain for another possible place he might be, Nefertiri ran from the room and down a different hallway, the one that led to Pharaoh's chambers. Sliding on the sandstone, Nefertiri stopped in front of Seth's doorway and froze at the nightmarish sight.
Her father's most trusted High Priest- Imhotep- was holding onto the handle of an ornate silver dagger, which he'd plunged into the middle of Seth's back, while his queen- Nefertiri's stepmother Ankh-Su-Namun- held her Pharaoh in place so that he couldn't move away.
"FATHER!" Nefertiri cried as Seth collapsed and both assailants turned their gazes toward her. "NO!"
"So, you have returned, princess." Imhotep hissed silkily, exactly like a cobra enticing its prey with honeyed words from fangs dripping with poison. "Just in time to hear your precious Pharaoh's final gasps." He laughed nastily.
"He deserved to die, for what he did." The queen snarled, not even sparing a glance for her dying King. "He took me from my true love and bound me to a marriage that I never wanted, just because he thought his hellspawn of a daughter needed a mother figure." She spat, glaring daggers at the young princess- whose eyes were overflowing with tears.
Alerted by Nefertiri's cry, no less than twenty palace guards burst into Pharaoh's chambers, all gasping as one in horror at the sight before their eyes. Without even a word from their new Ruler, they seized both the queen and the High Priest, binding them with thick ropes and shackling their hands behind them. Nefertiri ran to her father's side, calling his name as two of the guards followed her- dropping to their knees to try to save their beloved King.
"They shall both die for what they have done." Nefertiri wailed as burning tears dropped from her face. "See to it that they are executed immediately. Ankh-Su-Namun shall be cast in gold as the Golden Queen, and Imhotep shall be given to Anubis, Ammit and Osiris alive. May their black souls burn in Duat for all eternity!" She vowed, and the guards hastened to obey their newest Pharaoh. They knew without a doubt that there was not a chance to save Seth. It was too late. When everyone had left the room, Nefertiri collapsed over her father's chest, weeping as if her own heart had burst in the same way that his had.
"I did not even get to say goodbye, dear Father." Nefertiri wailed as she lay over Seth's body. "Josephus was right. I did not get to see my family again. Oh, Father!" She sobbed over his still form. "Why, Lord Osiris? Why?!" She howled her grief to the heavens as a young man walked into the room, knelt down and placed a gentle pair of hands on her shoulders- embracing her tenderly as she cried over Pharaoh's body. Jono didn't need to say anything, he simply offered unspoken comfort as her father's spirit left this world for the Elysian Fields, or Aaru as his true love believed.
After what seemed like an eternity, Nefertiri finally looked up from her grieving at an inexplicable glow that was shining gently just in front of her. She wiped the water from her eyes and turned her gaze to the window in the room, gasping in shock and fright when she saw an inhuman being standing between it and her father's body. There was no possible way that this being was mortal, and absolutely no doubt in her mind that she was gazing upon her father's spirit. He'd wanted to say goodbye to her before he left for the Netherworld and Aaru. Nefertiri's shock slowly morphed into a tearful smile as she gazed up at the younger form of her father, his hair now white as snow.*
[This is actually Kai by the way, but she doesn't know that. Seth's spirit did stay for a moment, but he can't appear to anyone on the mortal plane at this point.]
"Nefertiri." The spirit smiled, love shining in his sapphire eyes- the same shade as her own. "I am joyed beyond words that you are safe. You have no idea how much I have missed you." The being breathed, his own eyes getting a bit teary.
"Father?" The princess gasped, disbelief stealing her breath so that her words came out as more of a squeak.
The spirit smiled sadly. "It was never my intention to step down before you were ready, but I know that you will rule our land with all the wisdom and grace that our Predecessors did before us. May your reign lead Egypt into a Golden Age of splendor, so much that she will forever be remembered in history as a shining beacon of peace and prosperity. I may not be with you to guide you, but always know that I will be watching over you from Aaru." He smiled, his eyes sparkling with pride and love.
Nefertiri nodded tearfully, and the spirit stepped forward and knelt down before her on his right knee, on the opposite side of his body from the princess. He placed a gentle, glowing hand to her cheek, and Nefertiri gasped at how warm and soft it seemed. She didn't think spirits could touch things on the human plane.
"I am so proud of you, Nefertiri, and I know that your mother is too." He smiled softly as the young woman closed her eyes and echoed his expression, relaxing into the familiar touch of her father's hand on her face. "I will always love you, my little princess. Always and forever." He breathed as he faded into the warm night air. Just before he disappeared completely, the spirit leaned forward and kissed her forehead in the most gentle way possible. Then he was gone.
"Oh, Father." Nefertiri breathed, her tears flowing again, but this time her heart was lighter with the light of love. "I promise you. I will rule this land as justly as you strove to do." She vowed, planting a kiss of her own on her predecessor's cheek. "I will always love you too." She smiled sadly. "Dad."
Back in the Dominion of the Beasts- just after Critias sent Nefertiri and Jono back to Egypt to her rightful home and time- and after Erysipelas* flew home to his own secluded mountain cave, everyone agreed that it was high time they returned home as well. Timaeus and Hermos had joined the group, and they greeted their mortal friends with warm smiles. Just as they were preparing to leave the Dominion to return to their own time and place, Critias put a gentle hand on Mokuba's shoulder.
[Hellfire was renamed 'holy fire']
The boy turned to the Legendary Knight, confused, and Critias smiled and handed him a Duel Monsters card. Mokuba flipped it face-up and gasped at the sight of the orange border and picture of the knight himself.
"Give this to your brother when you return home." The knight requested. "And when his strength returns, ask him to summon me."
"Critias-" Timaeus frowned. "It is a whisper of a rumor. An impossible dream. Your hope is a fool's hope."
"Then I am a fool!" Critias shot back testily, surprising Mokuba. He'd never known the knight to act so flippantly. He'd always been even-tempered. "You may have given up on our home, but I have not. So help me, I am going to prove you wrong, Timaeus."
"Eesh. An' I thought I was th' impulsive one." Hermos muttered aside to Yugi, who snorted quietly.
"Your home? What do you mean?" Mokuba asked, now even more confused.
Critias looked down for a long moment, then slowly lifted his head to look into Mokuba's face, blue-gray eyes shining with hope and excitement. "I have reason to believe that not all of our home was destroyed with the Great Flood. Our people- the people of Atlantis- may yet live on."
"BP 70 over 50, pulse is 53." A nurse called as she ran alongside the gurney on which lay Joey Wheeler as he was wheeled to the OR. Yugi was holding his best friend's right hand as if Joey's life depended on it, wishing that there was more he could do.
"He's lost a lot of blood. Do a blood-type test, see if he needs a transfusion." Hana ordered, and another nurse answered, "We've got him in the system, doctor. He's blood-type B."
"Oh great. We don't have any B or O-negative blood on standby. Is anybody here a B or O-negative? Other than me?"* Hana asked, tone jocular but words deadly serious.
[Yes, Hana's O-negative. XD]
"Seto's O-negative."* Mokuba answered quickly. "I think he's the only other person in Domino who is."
[That's actually not accurate according to YuGiOh! Wiki, but just go with it for the sake of this story. He's actually Type A. I needed the blood of a 'Dragonborn', and he's the only one left. At this point in time, anyway. *grins knowingly*]
"Nice. Call Seth and Kisara, Mokuba. See if they can bring him in." Hana asked the boy, and Mokuba immediately pulled out his cell phone and dialed his home number. To his shock, it was his Nii-sama that answered. He's okay! He's back! We did it! The boy mentally rejoiced. After a minute, Mokuba put his phone away. "He said he'll be here in five minutes." He told Hana, who nodded. Then he took Joey's left hand and told the blond, "Don't worry, Joey. Help is on the way." Further surprising the boy, Joey actually squeezed the younger teen's hand once, a signal that he had heard him. Then the team moved him into the OR.
-Some time later-
When Joey opened his eyes, he was surprised to find himself in a white hospital room instead of ancient Rome or the Dominion. He winced as the IV in his arm brushed against his side and moved the needle a bit, then he took a look around. To his continued surprise, he discovered that he wasn't the only occupant of the room. None other than Seto Kaiba himself was laying in the other bed, left arm held straight up and a piece of gauze taped to the inside of his elbow. The young man turned his head to look at his fellow duelist and friend.
"So, you've finally decided to join us in the World of the Living." Seto grinned, looking tired but pleased to see Joey alive. "I was worried I'd have to write your eulogy. They usually don't do those for mutts."
"Oh, real nice, Kaiba. Makin' fun of a guy who's lyin' in a hospital bed." Joey shot back with a scowl, but then he noticed the other teen's expression, looking like he was on the verge of laughter. When their gazes met it actually erupted, and the world-famous CEO of Kaibacorp. laughed until his sides hurt.
"Ah, that never gets old." Seto sighed when he'd composed himself. "When are you finally gonna realize that I'm just messin' with you? You're way too easy to rile up."
Joey gaped at him for a solid minute. "Y'mean dat all dis time- ev'ry time ya called me a mutt or a dog- you were teasin'? Oh, dat's real funny, Kaiba. Yer a regular riot." He scowled.
Seto chuckled again. "Like I said, it never gets old." He smirked, then carefully sat up from the bed and swung his legs over the side, standing up as smoothly and fluidly as ever. Just like always.
But then something out of the ordinary happened. The teen genius started to sway on his feet, then his legs gave out from under him and he fell to the ground in a faint, landing on his backside first and then falling over sideways.
"Kaiba?!" Joey gasped, quickly pushing the alarm button next to his bed. Luckily Hana happened to be passing by, and she quickly ran to her friend's side and checked him for any injuries. Smiling when she saw he wasn't hurt, she propped him up against the wall and elevated his feet, using her healing power to wake him.
"Wha-?" He gasped. "What happened?"
"You passed out. It happens to a lot of people after donating blood. Just take it easy and put your head between your knees if you're dizzy. I'll go get you some orange juice." Hana instructed as she stood up, walking over to Joey and checking on him.
"Well, you look like you're feeling better, Joey." She smiled at the young man, who was grinning from ear-to-ear. He knew a payback opportunity when he saw one!
"Ha! Kaiba fainted! Oh, dis'll be hauntin' ya fer months!" The blond crowed, and Seto groaned. He was never going to be able to live this down. Joey would see to that.
Hana smirked and rolled her eyes at her exultant friend. "Don't tease him about it too much, Joey. After all, he did save your life."
Joey nodded, still beaming. "Yeah, yeah. I tink a li'l payback is just recompense, tho. Don' you? Fer all th' times he's made me feel worthless an' called me a mutt?"
"Oh, quit with the guilt trip. I feel terrible already." Seto growled as he sat down in one of the chairs, still dizzy.
"I'll get you a snack with your orange juice. You look really pale." Hana stated with a worried expression, leaving the room to get the aforementioned snack and beverage. Upon her return and after handing the snack and juice to her friend, Hana checked some things on Joey's chart and sighed lightly. "Well, good news. You'll be able to go home tonight, Joey." Then she added in a whisper, "-And don't worry about the medical bill. Just think of it as my 'thank-you' for helping me save a friend."
Joey beamed at his newest friend, gratitude shining in his chocolate-brown eyes. Hana then turned to Seto. "You can head home when you feel better, Seto. And make sure to drink lots of water in the next few days so you can replenish your red blood cells." She instructed, and Seto nodded. Then she left to tend to her other patients.
-Around 10:00 pm-
Joey was released from the hospital that night, precisely as planned. His father knew nothing of what had transpired with their ancestor, so he was very confused when Joey returned home looking a bit stronger than when he'd left. Joey didn't tell him any of the specifics- as they would be too unbelievable- but he did tell him that he'd gone to save his friend's life.
"So while ya were out playin' hero, didja pick up some sake like I told ya to?"
Joey shook his head in exasperation. John Wheeler would never change.
As expected of him by now, Seto Kaiba recovered from his ordeal in record time and returned to work a mere three days after donating some of his blood to save Joey. Mokuba wasn't too happy about it- thinking that his Nii-sama should be taking it easy after nearly losing his soul for the nth time- but Seto was stubborn. It was a hard-learned lesson that Gozaburo pounded into him. A Kaiba bowed to no one, and nothing but death could ever keep them down. In Noah's and my cases, not even death worked. Seto chuckled to himself, thinking about his recent out-of-body experience in the 'Empire of Shadows' a few months ago. Then the bad car accident over Christmas before that, then the incident with his dark side when he'd transformed into Blue-Eyes before that, and then the incident where he'd been shot and the 'near-death' experience with Horakhty's prophecy when this whole mess had started. Not to mention all those 'events' in high school. He really needed to take it easier from now on. I seriously doubt that will happen anytime soon, though. He thought wryly. Not with my crazy life.
True to his word, Mokuba relayed Critias' request and card to his older brother about a week after they had returned to Domino City. Seto was surprised but nodded anyway, summoning his brother-in-time from the Dominion of the Beasts.
The blond knight appeared at Seto's side, clad- not in his usual armor- but in a pair of regular beige slacks, a dark-blue t-shirt and sandals. Seto raised an eyebrow at his attire, but then shrugged. It didn't matter what he was wearing, and his armor would have made him stand out.
"Can I borrow the KC submarine you kept from the old Kaibacorp.?" The older man asked after nodding to his Chosen Duelist in greeting. Seto was surprised that Critias would even know about that.
"Sure, but it's all the way over by our European branch in Sicily."
"I know. And that's a perfect starting point. Atlantis was smack in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean.* That's the best place to start looking."
[Just my theory. I have no idea where it was supposed to be.]
"Looking for what?" Seto asked.
"A system of old caves and tunnels where Dr. Hawkins found those shards of Orichalcum. I think some of our people may be sealed there, frozen in crystal and time just as I and my brother Knights were." Critias explained, hope once again shining in his eyes. Seto gasped at this revelation, shocked speechless. Could Atlantis still exist?
"But you three were sealed as dragons, and they're practically immortal. Does the crystal sealing process work the same way for mortal humans?" Seto asked, doubtful.
"It should." Critias nodded. "The magic within the crystal is what keeps its 'prisoners' alive. Until the right person comes along to break the seal." At this he winked at his brother, who smirked back- both remembering when Seto had freed Critias by removing the sword from the dragon's imprisoned form.
With that, Critias turned on his heel and faced toward the west, then rose up into the sky and began his journey- turning a somersault when Seto called, "Be careful!"
Seto watched the Knight until he disappeared from sight, adding quietly to himself, "I wish you success, Onii-sama."
After about thirteen hours of constant flying, Critias sighed as he finally touched down behind a building in a deserted alleyway. Looking around for a moment, he sighed with relief when he discovered he was completely alone. No one had seen him airborne. He stepped out from behind the building and into a crowded street, shops and restaurants placed side-by-side on both sides of the road, continuing for miles in both directions.
Reacting to all the delectable aromas, the Knight's stomach growled loudly and he chuckled to himself. I guess a little lunch wouldn't hurt. And with that he walked into the nearest restaurant and purchased a take-out meal of their famous spaghetti and meat sauce. He'd paid for the meal with some coins that Mokuba had given him a few days ago for this very purpose.
Not bad. He thought to himself as he left the establishment, looking for someone to ask for directions to the KC submarine bay. Thanks to his magic, understanding the native language was no problem for Critias, and he arrived at the bay within twenty minutes of asking a helpful vendor.
A technician looked up as Critias entered the building, walking up and shaking the Knight's hand. "You must be Critias. We received word from the President of your arrival, and we've prepared the submarine for immediate departure. We're ready when you are, sir."
Critias was a bit surprised by this, but then nodded in gratitude. He'd have to remember to thank Seto when he next saw him.
"Do you have scuba gear on board?" Critias asked, and the man nodded. "Yessir. Everything is set for an undersea expedition. The only thing we need is the coordinates."
"Good." Critias answered, climbing onto the sub and opening the hatch. "Take us down, Captain. Our destination is Atlantis- 40º60' South and 34º01' East."*
[Just made that up. I have no clue what may be at that location.]
-Hours later-
The submarine broke the surface with a splash, and Critias opened the hatch and climbed out into the underwater cave. Though it was miles below sea level, the cavern was still filled with air and not submerged as he had feared. Smiling at the stroke of luck, Critias switched on his flashlight and walked through the ruins of his ancient home. He had found Atlantis.
Frowning at the shards and fragments of Orichalcum as he passed them, Critias searched for any sign of a hidden tunnel where his people might be sealed and preserved in crystal. Though he'd been walking for a while, all he had found was the scattered and destroyed remains of the most advanced civilization of its day.
Finally he reached the central portion of the city- the place where the palace once stood. He smiled at the nostalgia. He and his elder sister Cristina had lived not far from here. Were he not on a mission, he would have tried to find their old house. But there was no time for that.
-Half an hour later-
Critias uncovered a tunnel that he remembered led down beneath the castle to the royal tomb. His instinct told him that if he was to find any trace of his quarry, it would be down there.
Coming to the end of the tunnel, Critias gasped. A pair of life-sized statues barred his advance, and their likeness was so detailed and accurate that it sent a pang of loss through the Knight's heartstrings. For the statues that stood before him were none other than King Ironheart and his young granddaughter, the princess Kris. An inscription plate was engraved on the king's breastplate, and Critias read it with tears in his eyes.
"When proof is shown that the three Heroes of Our land live, then shall Atlantis rise again."
Critias nodded, instinctively knowing what to do. Kneeling before the statue of his former liege, he kissed the statue's ring reverently, knowing that there had to be some type of sensor in the stone that would respond to body heat. Standing to his feet, Critias then turned to the statue of the princess, smiling gently as he put his left hand on the top of her head like he always used to. He and Kris had been very close, despite the fact that she was royalty and thus outranked him. He'd even considered her his younger cousin who just happened to be the princess.
That was the key. An act of reverence and an act of familiarity were the key that opened the lock. The rock wall behind the statues split in half, and slid apart to reveal-
"You were wrong, Timaeus." Critias crowed, triumphant. "Our people do live!"
To Be Continued
End of Story
Heh. Well that was a wild ride the last few chapters, wasn't it? I couldn't think of how to drag it out any further, so I just thought I'd connect the two chapters that I'd halfway finished and be done with it. Just to clear a few things up, Seto was returned right when Nefertiri and Jono appeared in Egypt, though he wasn't completely recovered instantly. That took a few more days.
Seto: I'M RELATED TO JOEY?! NOOOOO!
*Snrk* Overreaction much? ALL humans are related if you go back far enough, silly. Anyway-
Akhen stayed in Rome to wait for his true love, Princess Hana to return because of Josephus' curse, and they eventually ended up together.
Jono is Joey's real ancestor and Brother in Time, and that gives Joey a blood connection to Rome and ancient Egypt, which I'll need for a plot point in the future.
For some reason, Josephus gave Hana a brief reprieve, so she has a few months to set her various affairs in order in the modern world. Then the curse will pull her back in time and keep her there, at least for a while. Dunno why Josephus gave her a break, but oh well.
Hana: To clarify, I'll be in part of the next story, but as soon as I turn twenty-one, I'll disappear. So long, everybody, it's been an adventure.
Now, you may be asking, "What about Hanna? Isn't she still in her Soul Room somewhere? And that's her body!"
Well, I'll go into more detail about that in the next installment. Until then, enjoy the lovely cliffhanger with the surviving Atlanteans! How's that for a plot-twist?
Oh, and you might be wondering about the 'crossover' thing in the title up there? Well, if you've ever seen 'The Mummy Returns', you might notice that the fate of Imhotep seems familiar. Yep. I put that in here 'cause I like that movie. So Ankh-Su-Namun was buried alive in molten gold, and Imhotep got mummified alive. Eeuugh. Wouldn't wanna be him. He kinda did deserve it, though.
Until the next (and probably final) installment in this 'Dragon Prince' saga, Sayonara and Ma al Salaam! [I think that's how you say 'goodbye' in Arabic. Help, please? ;-)]
God Bless!
Tsunami Storm