Purged Fate

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 WARNING: THERE IS GOING TO BE ONE SLIGHT AND IMPLIED EROTIC PART IN THIS TOWARDS THE END. YOU WERE WARNED.

                                                                     AHK'S POV


  I fumed out of there leaving her behind. She had said she was sorry. Sorry didn't make things easier. Sorry didn't make my brother the man he was. All those tormenting years of sadness and distruction amongst my people. All so he could be FEARED! All so no one would dare take his power away. All he cared about was POWER. It was foolish of her to believe he could change. It was foolish of me to have hope. I rushed to the back storage space of the museum to see a giant box where I heard muffled screams. All calling my name. I tried to open the giant iron box but it was locked with something. I turned to see my brother holding the tablet and a spear in the other hand. Pointed directly at my head. "Well, hello there brother. If you will kindly follow me. There is a great deal to discuss.", he calmly and confidently said to me as some guards ushered me toward the path of boxes. 


                                                                   TORI'S POV


  I raced down the halls to find a dark haired deeply tanned woman in black ancient Egyptian clothing kissing Imhotep. I quickly ran behind a pillar. The woman got up and looked around,"Imhotep, I heard something." It is nothing, love. Kahmunrah has disposed of the small threats. You have nothing to fear. As soon as he finds the sands of time, and gives me the tablet, I shall kill him and take the tablet's power." "Are you sure we are not being followed?", the beautiful woman asked him. "Ammunet, there is nothing to fear. Now kiss your King.", he pulled her back into his arms. And they sloppily picked up where they left off. I snuck down the hall to find the storage room locked, and huffed out a sigh. I ran back upstairs to look in the Egyptian exhibit for the sands of time. Sure enough, I found it in Ahk's sarcophagus. "Victoria. What are you doing?", I heard Ahk's dreamy voice behind me. I put the sands of time back in his sarcophagus, and sealed it shut. "Nothing.", I said as I turned to face him. He looked like he was having a hard time moving forward, like he was conflicted. Having an inward battle inside his head. "Ahk, is everything alright?", I asked him fearful of his answer. 

  "I needed to get back to you

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  "I needed to get back to you. To tell you that I love you.", he said rather awkwardly. "You-You love me?", his words to me made no sense. Just a couple of hours ago, he left me in here, fuming because I thought his brother was capable of changing into a better man. I had gotten his hopes up, and it seemed to me that he was angry at me because of it. "Ahk, I-", I tried to reason with him. "Do you love me, as I do you?", he cut me off. "I-I.......this is CRAZY. We just met! I'm having a hard time wrapping my brain around this!", I tried to reason with myself more than him. "Well, if you died in my time, you wouldn't have to wrap your brain around anything.", he looked at the ground before looking back up at me, "Too dark?" "Uh.....yeah. Just a little.", I giggled. "The storage room is locked, but there's gotta be another way in. We have to save our friends.", I started to walk off, but he gently grabbed me by the arm causing me to look at him. He pulled me to him, and turned me facing the opposite direction of the exhibit exit, "You didn't answer my question. Do. You. Love. Me?" I thought about it. Ahk was a good person. He was a noble person. He was a dreamy man who cared about his friends and ruled his country with dignity and fairness. He even was willing to give his brother a second chance even when he KNEW his brother had killed him. 

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