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-Full- Summary: Things are not well at the museum when a new exhibit arrives. With a new artifact comes new curses, new magic, and new friends. At first, things are great, and the museum is more popular then ever! But suddenly things take a turn for the worst when three all-powerful ancient Egyptian gods get involved, wanting revenge on mankind.

Now it's up to Larry and the gang to stop these misfit deities from taking out everything and everyone in their path, all before sunrise!

A/N: Ok, hello again! Here's the second chapter. You get to meet some of the major and minor characters in this one. Nothing much to say...hope you guys like it!

"And in other news, a twenty-two year old archaeologist named Jonathan Aster discovered a new and valuable artifact while in Egypt. Nothing can be said about this object other then it is being taken to the New York Museum of Natural History to be put on display," said the blonde news anchorman. "Now, on to sports..."

"Ohmigawd!"

Viola hit the mute button on the TV. She glanced over at the hallway entrance, got up off the couch, and walked to where she knew the cry had come from: her sister's room. When she reached the pink room, she looked around for a moment before walking into the walk-in closet. She had been right; her older sister, Bonnie, was standing in front of her full-body mirror, twisting and turning herself to see more of her reflection.

"What are you doing?" asked Viola, coming up behind her.

"What does it look like, geek?" snapped Bonnie, "I just noticed how awesome this dress looks on me!"

Viola rolled her eyes. She sometimes felt like she and Bonnie were polar opposites.

Bonnie was blonde, slim, and beautiful. She was the most popular girl in her senior class (if not the most in the whole entire high school), and her favorite color was pink. She wasn't very bright, and the only reason she was getting As and Bs was because she was cheating off some all A kids in her class. She also loved fashion, and could talk for hours on end. She was the whole meaning of the word prep.

Viola, on the other hand, was different. She had black hair, freckles, and she wasn't as pretty as her sister. She wasn't necessary popular in her freshman year, but being she little sister of someone who was did get her somewhat noticed. She was more practical then her sister, and got As in all her classes. She hated fashion and dressed in many layers that fully covered her, even if it was 100 degrees outside. She wasn't exactly quiet, but she wasn't as outgoing as Bonnie.

Currently, Bonnie was wearing a light pink dress that had a plunging neckline, was tight around the middle, and was frilly at the bottom.

"Why are you looking at dresses? It's summer. School's out already," said Viola blankly, coming up behind her sister in the mirror.

"Ya, but I still have to look good! And didn't you hear that news report? There's a new exhibit at the museum. I am so there."

Viola blinked. "Who are you and what have you done with Bonnie?"

"Gawd are you that dumb? Brad is like, obsessed with that place. He goes there all the time. So, when that new exhibit comes, Brad will be there. And so will I, looking so fab and fickle he'll forget all about that stupid piece of junk and ask me out!" said Bonnie triumphantly, smirking at Viola in the mirror.

"Are you sure that will work? It doesn't sound very thought through..."

"Of course it will work! Now quit being such a pest and get out of my room!"

"You two!" called Dr. McPhee as he walked into the museum lobby, clapping his hands together.

"Is it just me, or is he actually smiling?" asked Rebecca quietly.

"Must be the full moon," muttered Larry.

Rebecca snorted, then said, "Yes?" McPhee walked over, beaming like a child at Christmas.

"I have great news. We're getting a new exhibit next Monday!"

"Awesome! Who is it?" asked Rebecca, leaning forward in her seat.

McPhee gave her an odd look before saying, "It's an artifact."

"Oh."

"Well don't be glum about it! It just got discovered and the public hasn't seen it yet, and we're going to be the first to show it! Oh I'm so excited!"

Rebecca bit her lip to keep from laughing.

"What kind of artifact is it?" asked Larry, wanting to direct McPhee's attention on him just in case Rebecca lost it.

"The report that got sent in to me is that they found it in Egypt, so naturally we're putting it in the Egyptian room. But why are you suddenly so curious? Have you become the 'New Exhibit Police'? Shouldn't you be turning on the animatronics? Do I have to do everything around here?" said McPhee, throwing up his arms dramatically as he turned and walked away.

Rebecca burst out laughing. "I-I'm so-sorry…," she said between laughs.

"Has he always been that bipolar?" asked Larry, making Rebecca snort again. She nodded, not able to say anything. "Anyway, we should probably go tell Ahk about the new addition. Even if it's inanimate, the Tablet could still effect it."

"Yeah, and," she changed her voice to impersonate Dr. McPhee's, "'shouldn't you be turning on the animatronics?'" She laughed again and Larry raised an eyebrow.

"Ok," he said, "no more coffee for you this week."

The next few nights went by in a blur for Ahkmenrah. After learning about the new exhibit, he wasn't sure if he should be excited or cautious. There were going to be men in his tomb during the day, when he was powerless, moving things around. He occasionally got extremely nervous, thinking of the worst things that could happen. They could accidentally break the Tablet, and nothing would come to life anymore, and he would either be trapped inside of his own body or be sent back into the Underworld. (He mentally shuddered; may the gods forbid that.)

"Ahk. Seriously," Nick had said eventually, getting tired of reassuring the Pharaoh again and again and again that everything would be fine. "Dad's gonna be out there watching them the whole time. If they do something wrong, then he can kick their butts. Besides, he knows how to read the Tablet now. If something went wrong, he could fix it."

"Yes," said Ahkmenrah slowly, "I suppose…but what if-"

"No buts!"

Ahkmenrah rolled his eyes but didn't protest, and he followed Nick into the diorama room.

Tony really didn't like driving at night. But hey – he got paid a decent amount, so he wasn't complaining. However, driving a semi during the middle of the night hauling a bunch of wax figures and some kind of Egyptian scepter. He was two miles from the Museum of Natural History, where he was supposed to drop it off.

It was just a stupid scepter. Why was everyone making a big fuss over it?

He yawned. The sun was starting to rise, which meant he had been driving all night. Perfect. Just what he needed, a night of staring at blank road.

Once he reached the museum, a guy in a night guard uniform came out to meet him at the loading dock.

"Is this the new arrival?" he asked. Tony unlocked the back of the truck and swung the doors open.

"What else would it be?" retorted Tony sarcastically. The guy frowned, but didn't say anything. Tony hopped up into the truck and stepped over multiple boxes, looking for the one that needed to be here.

"So…what are in the rest of them?" asked the guy, and Tony noticed a bit of nervousness in his voice.

"Wax Figures. What, don't tell me you're afraid of wax figures? Ha! Afraid that they're gonna come alive and get you, man?" laughed Tony. The guy scowled, and crossed his arms. "Here!" Tony finally located the box with the scepter (it was a damn stick for Pete's sake!) and picked it up. He carefully maneuvered through the other boxes in the truck and handed the crate to the night guard as he locked up the truck again. He took it back and followed the guy down a dead end hallway.

"Hey, um…hand on, I have to check to see if it's locked," said the night guard before hurrying off in a room that was hidden from the side. Tony would have followed him if he hadn't heard him hiss, "Get in!"

Tony raised an eyebrow. Who was that guy talking to? Or was he just crazy? He probably was, considering the fact that he worked for a museum. The guard returned, and motioned him into an Egyptian room. Tony set the crate down on the floor and turned to walk out.

"Hey, aren't you supposed to unpack it and set it up and stuff?" asked the night guard, walking with him out. Tony shook his head.

"That's all you. My job was to just drop it off, not play with it. Besides, it's just a stick. It shouldn't be that hard to move." And with that, Tony walked back to the loading dock and started up his truck. He could see the guy rolling his eyes from his rear view mirror.

Jerk, thought Tony and Larry.

If Tony had unpacked the scepter, both men would have seen its eyes glowing, along with the Tablet. However, Larry was walking to the diorama room just to be sure that none of the Romans were mixed with the cowboys (that happened a lot since Jed and Octavius had become friends) and Tony was only concerned with driving his truck. When he pulled out of the museum's loading dock and onto the road, his truck suddenly stopped. Confused, Tony tried the gas pedal.

Nothing.

Getting out of the truck, he was about to go check the engine when something else and more unique caught his eye.

The tires. All four of them had melted.

A/N: It will get better, I swear. And in the next chapter (hopefully) you'll get to finally meet the gods. ^^ Oh, and Ahy. Don't forget him. Gawd I love him…Review please!