A Past Love Returns
Disclaimer - None of it's mine! Or is it….checks papers of ownership to see they say something about how it IS NOT the property of Ven Valerius and it IS the property of JK and whoever really . Okay, so maybe it isn't mine… but some of the plot is.
Standard AN : This is where the actual slash comes in. I apologize if I have disappointed anyone for how the last one ended. But this isn't ten years later….more like 15 I liked the character of Alex O'Connell but didn't like the third Mummy Movie - Hands up…. who liked it? Anyway, Harry is officially Immortal. So when Imhotep was reincarnated, the Gods gave his reincarnation the immortality.
Personal AN: It's been a while but this is all I've got. I want to rip my brains out of my head! Migraines! Whoever invented those things DESERVES to die a slow and painful death!
Chapter Seven
The Quest for the King - Meeting Izzy
Honestly, when Ric said that they were going to meet up an old friend of his that could get them through Egypt quickly - they really should have suspected something.
Izzy was definitely part of Rick's "old crowd" group of friends.
"For the last time, O'Connell - no! The last time I let you convince me of anything I got shot in the ass! I am in mourning for my ass! Or worse, what about that bank job in Marakesh?"
Rick suddenly looked nervous.
"Bank job?" Ramses asked with a glare at Rick, who was now officially undeserving of his reincarnated sister's love. A criminal who married a Wise Woman of Egypt. Their father would be rolling in his sarcophagus!
"It's not how it sounds." Rick said pathetically.
"Oh, it's exactly how it sounds! I got shot that time too! My spleen was laying out on the ground next to me and he waltzes up with some belly dancer girl!"
Evy glared at him.
Harry smirked, even as he tried to hide it.
"Evy, honey…" Rick began.
"Oh, don't start with me, right now I don't think I like you at all." she said glaring at him.
They walked over to the "plane".
"What happened to the aeroplane Rick spoke of?" Harry demanded angrily, his hands itching to go to the skeans he had in sheathes at the back of his suspenders where the diamond was. When in the sheathes, and forced to sit in a chair for hours on end, they dug into his back but as he knew they were for his protection - he lived with it.
"Got rid of it!" Izzy said with a smile, not realizing just how incised the royals were getting. "Airplanes are a thing of the past!"
"Izzy… was it?" Ramses asked with a calm nature that had Harry and Isaac grinning, both of them remembered enough of their past lives to know where this was heading.
"Yep."
"You were correct on that regard."
Izzy frowned, "Don't get what you mean."
"You're going to get shot." Ramses said as he pulled out an elegant silver revolver engraved with four cartouches on the handle - his, Nefertiri's, his father's and Haru's - and aimed it at Izzy's head, cocking the hammer.
"Hey, hey now! She's faster than she looks! And she's quiet! So she'll be real good on sneak attacks!" he said in his defense before he turned to Rick. "Unless we go with your plan… Going in with all guns blazing and getting your friend shot in the ass!"
Harry looked at the man with a tad more respect, "Izzy, shall we prepare for depature?"
"We haven't talked payment!" Izzy realized.
Harry grinned and took out a leather drawstring bag that Izzy discovered to hold rich red rubies, smooth as stone and infinitely more valuable.
"Mate for these you can shave my body, wax my back and use me for a surfboard." Izzy said as he took off the false eye patch to get a better look at the rubies with both of his eyes.
Harry grinned and Rick spoke up, "Didn't we do that in Tripoli?"
Ramses and Harry looked at Rick incredulously.
"Ardeth!" Lily exclaimed happily as she saw the Medjai arrive.
Harry and Ramses turned, each curious to see the descendant's arrival.
"You are Medjai." Ramses stated as he looked at them like a general inspecting his troops.
Harry glared at his younger brother and then looked at them with his own inspection. After all, he was the older brother.
The twelve chieftains saw their gazes and never before felt more like children being inspected by their mothers. Especially the slightly taller one with the green eyes. They sat up straight in their saddles as the brown eyed one nodded his approval but the green eyed one still gazed at them with an inspector's eye.
After what seemed like an age, Harry nodded his approval to the chieftains.
"It is good to see you so well, Ardeth Bey." Harry said with a nod of his head.
"It is good to meet your approval, Prince Haru… and yours Prince Ramses." Ardeth said in Egyptian and the twelve chieftains stood even straighter in their saddles, now knowing that they had been inspected.
"You're welcome." Ramses said in English, rather pompously before Harry elbowed him in the ribs.
"Forgive my brother, he was dropped on his head by the Midwife - several times." Harry said in Egyptian with a grin and a few of the cheiftains let out a small grin.
Ramses glared at his brother.
"What? I'm older, I ought to remember that sort of stuff."
"You're younger."
"NOW. But not THEN." he retorted angrily. "So, Ardeth. My guess it that if Imhotep somehow manages to foil our plans and steals the bracelet, your medjai will be there to fight Anubis's army?"
Ardeth nodded.
"Then you will need the tools to fight them. At my home, in the basement, are weapons that I have been crafting over the last 10 years. They will help you." he said to the twelve chiefs who nodded their thanks. They all knew that to be considered worthy enough to go into the Pharaoh's home - even if it was to pick up weaponry - meant that their Pharaoh had faith in them.
"We will not fail you, Pharaoh." they declared and rode off.
They turned back to the group and Harry rubbed his hands together. "Let's get this show on the road, folks!"
End Chapter