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DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NATM, AND THE ORIGINAL CHARACTERS. BUT I DO OWN MEGERA/MENIVIA, BERNARD, ELAINE, THE MINOR CHARACTERS THAT ONLY SHOW UP IN ONE CHAPTER AND THE PLOT OF THIS STORY

~PatronusNightFlame

MEGERA's POV

"How much longer do we need to walk?" I whined, "the Louvre's a pretty big place" said the most mature one - Larry. "I can just flash us out of here and arrive there!" I said.

After all, it's not like there are rules to use magic! It's not like theres an age limit like alcohol using and driving a car.

"We might pick up some clues on the way" said Larry.

After 5 minutes of walking we came across 'Trésors de France', which I'm guessing translates to 'Treasures of France'...?

The four of us talked in. Around us were portraits, sculptures, Jeanne d' arc pointing a sword at us. WAIT JEANNE D' ARC POINTING A SWORD AT US.

"Duck!" Shouted Lance. He flung out his sword and the two started dueling. I spotted a room. "Lance! This way!" I said, I grabbed Ahk's hand and the four of us rushed into the room, slamming the door behind us. Jeanne d' Arc's sword went straight through the door.

I used my magic and summoned the sword. Clearly I didn't think this through because the sharp point of the sword is coming straight at me! I ducked as the sword came flying towards me - like how I did once before while I was trapped in my memories.

It ended up right next to...the Monalisa...

"Are you here to complain about my smile as well?" she said. Wow...first time talking to a portrait...this must be fun.

"You can speak English?" asked Larry.

"Yes," she answered simply, "why are you here?" she asked.

"I think you just witnessed it as the sword of that maniac outside is right beside you" said Lancelot rolling his eyes.

"Oh...you're not here to complain about my smile then!" She said cheerfully.

"Why would anyone complain? You're Monalisa..." said Larry.

"Don't you know how lonely and heartbroken I am? My husband Francesco del Giocondo is not here, I am locked in this room! No one to talk to...no one to hear me say anything..." She said. "Does it matter how I smile?"

"No, no...no of course not!" I said quickly, "you're beautiful!"

"Merci," she said, "but everyday, complaints, complaints! What if I complained about your face for a day! How would you feel? From lundi to dimanche (monday to sunday), they come in and say something about my face!" She boomed. We jumped a little at that. "désolé," she said with a weak smile, "they seem to have forgotten that I am the one who was painted and displayed! Not them! See who's laughing now!"

The door burst open.

"Sword. Now" said the knight.

Lancelot was on guard. "Not a chance you wicked-"

"Don't you dare go there!" Said Jeanne d' arc in her normal, girl voice.

"You're a woman?"

I face-palmed, I saw Larry do the same thing from the corner of my eye.

She lifted up her helmet. "You must be Sir Lancelot" she said. "You are legendary, my liege." Lancelot flipped his hair. "Why, thank you, I'm flattered." Jeanne d' arc rolled her eyes.

"What business do you have here, outsiders?" she demanded.

"We're trying to get to Egypt...why do we keep going there?" said Larry.

"Good question, Ahk's Egyptian" answered Lancelot.

I face-palmed again. "Lance...for once...please...don't talk."

"Well...I...do you need help?" asked Jeanne d' arc taking her sword off the wall. I snapped my fingers and the hole was fixed.

"It's okay, Jeanne...I think we've got it covered" said Larry backing away.

She was staring straight into my soul. Very, very scary.

"You're a witch?" she asked, "yes..." I answered, trying to be careful with my words.

Why? She was burned alive...she was suspected to be a witch...and she died on the platform Menivia was going to be sent to...

"They burnt me alive..." she said with a hoarse voice, "they...how did you..."

"Yeah...I escaped to Egypt" I said, I looked at Ahk who slid his hand around my waist.

"Explains the man dressed in fancy jewels" she said simply.

"I don't like her" whispered Lancelot, "me too, lets' get out of here" said Ahk.

We turned to leave, but she stopped us. "Where are you going?" she asked. "I...I thought I told you" said Larry, "Egypt" I said.

She snorted. "You'll need my help" she said as she walked pushed us away so she could get in front of us. "Follow me"

Larry and I exchanged looks, both of us shrugged. It wouldn't be that bad...at least she can protect us from whatever there is here.

We strolled through the Louvre, have I mentioned how much I hate how we needed to cut through so many places.

For example: Jewelry from Around the World.

Something there did catch my eye though. A golden mask in a glass case, beside them was a gold piece of fabric with a green stain on it...

Ahkmenrah must have seen me staring, he walked over and held me in his arms. "Don't ever run from me like you did before" he said, he kissed my cheek and hugged me tighter.

"It tore my dress" I said.

"Yeah...it did"

"I didn't know that" I chuckled.

I turned to face him and placed a kiss on his lips. There was a slight fear in me...what if the tablet doesn't get fixed? What if 'diversion' meant...parting Ahk from this world and sending him to the underworld or wherever the dead goes...

"I love you, and we'll figure out whats wrong with the tablet"

"You read my mind" I said.

"Don't I always, love"

I smiled and gave him another kiss.