Pharaoh's Daughter

Prologue

THEBES - 2,134 B.C

Thebes. City of the Living. Crown jewel of Pharaoh Seti the First.

An Arabian horse-drawn chariot comes barreling, driven by pharaoh Seti.

Glaring out over the city at the setting sun is a muscular man with intense, evil eyes.

Home of Imhotep, Pharaoh's high priest, Keeper of the Dead.

A gorgeous, olive-skinned goddess enters the outer foyer.The skin-tight dress she's wearing isn't a dress, but her entire naked body has been painted in the ancient Egyptian manner.

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

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

But for their love, they 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 and looks at the Priests.

"What are you doing here?" the pharaoh asks.

The priests back away, scared, his arrival was unexpected. The pharaoh strides for the curtains. And throws them back. Anck-su-namun stands alone and gives him a smile. The pharaoh sees the smeared body paint which he points at.

"WHO HAS TOUCHED YOU?!"

From behind him, his sword is ripped out of its scabbard. The pharaoh spins around, he sees Imhotep and is shocked.

"Imhotep?... My priest."

Behind him, Anck-su-namun lifts a dagger and plunges it into his back. The pharaoh screams. Imhotep raises the pharaoh's sword. The bald priests slam the doors and bolt them tight. Through the curtains, they see the shadows of Anck-su-namun and Imhotep stab at the pharaoh. Suddenly, the doors are rammed from the other side. Imhotep and Anck-su-namun turn and look. The doors are rammed again. The two lovers share desperate looks. The bald priests run up and grab Imhotep and try and pull him towards the balcony.

"Pharaoh's bodyguards!" the priests yell.

Imhotep tries to break free, but Anck-su-namun rips the pharaoh's sword out of his hand and pushes him towards the balcony.

"You must go. Save yourself. Only you can resurrect me", she says.

Imhotep's face fills with despair. 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 the pharaoh and hisses.

"My body is no longer his temple!" she hisses.

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 Imothep,
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.

Her body was mummified, her vital organs removed and placed in sacred canopic jars.

Imhotep, filled with dread, reads from a book made out of pure gold. The book of the living.