The Mummy [Rick O'Connell FanFic]

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THEBES - 2,134 B.C

Thebes. City of the Living. Crown jewel of Pharaoh Seti the First. Home of Imhotep, High Priest of Osiris, Keeper of the Dead.

A gorgeous, olive-skinned goddess enters the outer foyer. She seemed to be wearing a skin-tight dress but what she's wearing isn't a dress at all, but rather her entire naked body has been painted in the ancient Egyptian manner She's a stunning sight to behold. This is Anck-su-namun.

Birthplace of Anck-su-namun. Pharaoh's Mistress. No other man was allowed to touch her.

She makes her way through the ornate statuary. A strange looking tattooed man stood there. Several more of these hideous, bald men stand nearby. They are the priests of Osiris. Imhotep's guys. Their eyes watch Anck-su-namun vanish through the bedroom curtains. Anck-su-namun embraces Imhotep, they kiss passionately, feverishly. Imhotep's hands roam over her perfect body, smearing the paint.

But for our love, we were willing to risk life itself.

On the other-side of the curtains, the bald Priests rush over and close the doors. But just as they do, the doors suddenly burst open. The Pharaoh angrily strides in, he looks at the Priests.

"What are you doing here?" The Pharaoh asked them. The Priests back away, scared shitless, obviously his arrival was unexpected. The Pharaoh strides for the curtains, he throws them back. Anck-su-namun stands alone. Gives him a sexy smile. The Pharaoh sees the smeared body paint and points his finger.

"Who has touched you?!" The Pharaoh asked angrily, from behind him, his sword is ripped out of its scabbard. The Pharaoh spins around. It's Imhotep. The Pharaoh is shocked.

"Imhotep? My Priest." The Pharaoh said. Behind him, Anck-su-namun lifts a dagger and plunges it into his back.

The Pharaoh screams, Imhotep raises the Pharaoh's sword. The hideous bald Priests slam the doors and bolt them tight. Through the curtains, they see the shadows of Anck-su-namun and Imhotep stab away at the Pharaoh. Suddenly, the doors are rammed from the other side, WHAM! Imhotep and Anck-su-namun turn and look. WHAM! The doors are rammed again. The two lovers share desperate looks. WHAM! The bald Priests run up and grab Imhotep and try and pull him towards the balcony.

"The Pharaoh's bodyguards." Imhotep's priests said. Imhotep tries to break free, but Anck-su-namun rips Pharaoh's sword out of his hand and pushes him towards the balcony.

"You must go! Save yourself. Only you can resurrect me." Anck-su-namun said to Imhotep. Imhotep's face fills with despair. Suddenly, the doors explode open. Men with blue-tinted skin and strange puzzle-tattoos over their bodies stride in, armed to the teeth. These are the mumia. The Priests hustle Imhotep out onto the dark balcony just as the Mumia rip through the curtains.

Anck-su-namun points at Pharaoh and hisses, "My body is no longer his temple!" She plunges the sword into her own heart. Out on the balcony, Imhotep's mouth opens into a horrible silent scream.

For murdering the Pharaoh, Anck-su-namun's body was to be cursed. And it was I, the High Priest, whose duty it was to curse it.

Imhotep leads-a torch-lit procession across the dunes. Anck- su-namun's mummy is carried by nubian slaves. They put her down in the sand along with five jewel encrusted jars.