APH Fic The Mummy chapter 1
Title: The Mummy
Author/Artist: Me!
Character(s) or Pairing(s): FemItaly, Germany, Roderich
Rating: T for now.
Warnings: None I believe.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: De-anon from kink meme. A crossover of The Mummy with Alfred as Connell. Arthur as Evie. And Francis as Jonathon.
Ancient Egypt. The city of beauty and power. A rich history of pharaohs and the pyramids.
It is city of Thebes. The year is 2,134 B.C.
“Thebes. City of the living. Crown jewel of Pharaoh Amun-ir-ta-f the First.” a man said his voice thick with an Egyptian accent.
An Arabian horse drawn chariot comes barreling through the grounds driven by Pharaoh Amun-ir-ta-f, an aristocratic, virile old man.
A man stands on a balcony gazing over the lands as the moon settles in the sky.
“Home of Kames, High Priest of Osiris, Keeper of the Dead.”
A gorgeous olive skinned woman entered the outer foyer. The makeup drawn into her skin making it seem as if she was wearing a dress.
“Birthplace of Re-nefer-u. Pharaoh’s mistress. No other man was allowed to touch her.”
Re-nefer-u made her way through the ornate statuary. As she walked through the hallway the eyes of a man completely painted in gold follows her, the priests of Kames. Behind the curtain Re-nefer-u embraces Kames before they kiss passionately. Kames’s hands roam over her body smearing the paint slightly.
“But for their love, they were willing to risk life itself.”
On the other side of the curtains the priests rush to close the doors. However as they go the doors suddenly burst open. The Pharaoh angrily strides in and looked at the priests suspiciously.
“What are you doing here?” he demanded.
The priests back away bowing lowly, his arrival unexpected. The Pharaoh eyed the curtains and crosses the room and opens the curtains. Re-nefer-u stands there alone with her hand on the statue. She gazed up at him under her eyelashes and smiles at him. Pharaoh’s eyes narrowed when he sees the smeared body paint.
“Who has touched you?” he snarled pointing at her.
From behind him his sword is ripped out of its scabbard startling him. The Pharaoh spins around and his eyes widened in shock. Kames stood there with his the sword in hand.
“Kames.” Amun-ir-ta-f whispered. “My priest.”
Behind him Re-nefer-u lifts a dagger and plunges it into his back. Amun-ir-ta-f screamed in pain as Kames raises Roerich’s sword. The priests slam the doors and bolt them tight as through the curtains they watch the shadows of Kames and Re-nefer-u stab at the Pharaoh.
Suddenly the doors are rammed from the other side. Kames and Re-nefer-u turn and look towards the doors before they give one another desperate looks. Kames’s priest run up and grabbed Kames and tried to pull him towards the balcony.
“Pharaohs body guards.” one of the priests whispers to Kames.
Kames tries to break free but Re-nefer-u rips Pharaohs sword out of his hand and pushes him towards the balcony.
“You must go. Save yourself.” she commanded. “Only you can resurrect me.”
Kames’s face fills with despair. The doors explode open and men with blue tinted skin and strange puzzle tattoos that cover their bodies stride in with weapons in their hands and sides, the Medjai. The priests pull Kames out onto the dark balcony just as the Medjai rip through the curtains.
Re-nefer-u turns to face them and points to the Pharaohs body, which the men gasp in horror at.
“My body is no longer his temple.” she hisses as she plunges the sword into her own heart. Out on the balcony mouth open in a silent scream as Kames watched her shadows.
“For murdering the Pharaoh Re-nefer-u’s body was to be cursed. And it was the High Priests who duty was to curse it.”
Kames led a torch lit procession across the dunes. Re-nefer-u’s mummy is carried by Nubian slaves. They pet 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.”
Kames, filled with dread, reads from a book made out of pure gold. The book of the living.
“The book of the living contained sacred incantations that would send the evil dead on a journey into the dark underworld.”
Strange light sudden flashes across Re-nefer-u’s body and across the faces of the slaves and Egyptian soldiers. Suddenly everyone’s fear filled eyes all rise as if watching Re-nefer-u’s boy rising. Then one last huge flash accompanied by a blast of wind and Re-nefer-u’s body now laid twisted on the ground.
Kames’s priests place the body into a stone sarcophagus. The Nubian slaves lower it into a hole and bury it with sand. Then Kames signals to the soldiers who throw their spears at the Nubians slaves killing them.
“The slaves were killed.”
Kames’s knife wielding priests attack the now unarmed soldiers, hacking at them in the flickering darkness as Kames and the Medjai solemnly watch.
“And the soldiers who killed them were also slain, so that no unholy person should ever know the exact location of the burial site.”
The Medjai walk off across the sand and then one by one the priests stop their frenzied stabbing and stare off at the vanishing Medjais. As the last Medjai disappears over a distant dune Kames nods and the priests lead into Re-nefer-u’s grave and begin digging it back up with their hands.
Chariots race out into the moonlit desert as Kames leads the way. A hearse carries Re-nefer-u’s mummy.
“But there was another book, the book of the dead, which was never to be opened. Never to be read, for it contained the incantations that could bring a dead body back to life. A most unholy thing.”
The chariots arrived at a city where they race up the stone ramp and in through the city gates.
“It was hidden at Hamunaptra, the city of the dead. Inside the statue of Anubis, so that no such sacrilege might ever disgrace Egypt.”
Kames pulled an ornate chest out of a secret compartment inside the giant state of Anubis. He opens the chest and lifts out the book of the dead, made of black stone.
“But for his love of Re-nefer-u he was willing to defy the gods.”
Big hairy rats scurry through the mausoleums and over the headstones of the underground cemetery. A detritus moat surrounds the cemetery, muck made out of filthy water and human remains. Skulls bob in the waters. The priests have gathered in a circle, their hooded, lifeless eyes seem dead to this world. Their bald heads rock back and forth as they chant a quiet eerie hum.
In the middle of the circle is a strange and twisted altar. Kames has unwrapped Re-nefer-u’s lifeless body and placed her five sacred canopic jars around her.
“Re-nefer-u’s vita organs were still fresh so a human sacrifice would not need to be made.”
As Kames began to read from the book of the dead a large swirling hole opens in the detritus bog. Several priests look over at it frightened and then quickly look back down and resume chanting. A strange mist wafts up out of the swirling hole and over to the jars. It passes through them and into Re-nefer-u’s body. One of the jars shudders, the one containing the heart, and it begins to beat. The chanting priests, the swirling hole, the wafting mist, the beating heart, and Kames’s readings are reaching a crescendo. Re-nefer-u’s eyes suddenly fly open.
“Re-nefer-u’s soul had come back from the dead. Now all that was needed was to return her organs to their right place within her body.”
Kames lifts a sacrificial knife above Re-nefer-u’s breast about to plunge it down. Suddenly the Madjai burst in and storm through the startled priests. The head Medjai smashes the jar with the beating heart. The mist instantly sucks back out of Re-nefer-u’s body and implodes back into the swirling hole. Re-nefer-u’s eyes close, dying once again. Kames screams in rage as the Medjai grabbed him and his priests.
“The priests were condemned to be mummified alive.”
Inside a torch lit chamber Kames held by Anubis headed embalmers. He cringed at the flickering and impressionistic glimpses of his priests being embalmed and mummified alive. The horrid looking embalmers using knife, needles, and thread calmly perform their ghastly surgery on the screaming priests who are going insane from the procedure.
A red hot poker is pulled out of a pit of burning coals. A priests head is wedged between two strong boards. His eyes widen in terror as an embalmer moves to insert the red hot poker up his nose. Kames’s face is horrified as the priest screams in pain.
All twenty one of Kames’s priests squirm inside their wrappings. Kames is forced to his knees as his arms are held back and his mouth it pried open.
“As for Kames, he was condemned to endure the Hom-Dai. The worst of all ancient curses, one so horrible it had never before been bestowed.”
Using a pair of tongs an embalmer slowly pulls Kames’s tongue out of his mouth and then places a very sharp knife on top of it. Kames’s eyes close as his tongue is cut off. The embalmer flings the tongue onto the floor where the Medjais dogs attack and quickly eat it.
Kames is wrapped and only his mouth, nostrils, and fear filled eyes are left free of the slimy bandages. The embalmers scoop out the detritus muck boils inside a black cauldron and apply it to Kames’s wrappings as he squirms. He is then laid in a wooden coffin inside a stone sarcophagus. An embalmer with a bucket empties the bucket over Kames’s chest. Dozens of scarabs scurry across Kames’s screaming face. Some vanish into his tongue less mouth and up his nostrils.
“By eating the sacred scarabs he would be cursed to stay alive forever. And my eating him they were cursed just the same.”
The lid to the coffin is slammed shut and then using a strange four sided key the head Medjai locks the coffin lid tight. The heavy sarcophagus lid is shoved into place and seals itself airtight. Once again the Head Medjai uses the strange key locking the sarcophagus lid tight.
“He was to remain sealed inside his sarcophagus, the undead for all of eternity.”
The blue skinned strangely tattooed man carefully collapses the sides of the key and turning it into a little puzzle box.
“They would never allow him to be released. For he would arise a walking disease, a plague upon mankind, an unholy flesh eater, with the strength of ages, power over the sands, and the glory of invincibility.”
Kames’s sarcophagus is dropped into a detritus pit. The disgusting much splashes up, drools down its sides, and then is mysteriously sucked into. It seams and vanishes.
“And if he could raise his beloved Re-nefer-u from her place in hell, together they would be an unstoppable infection upon this world. The apocalypse. The end.”
Kames’s horrifying tongue less screams can be heard coming from inside his sarcophagus as grave diggers shovel dirt onto it.
The heavily armed Medjai stand guard around Kames’s grace. Looking down on the burial site is the huge statue of Anubis, the jackal headed god of death.
Author/Artist: Me!
Character(s) or Pairing(s): FemItaly, Germany, Roderich
Rating: T for now.
Warnings: None I believe.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: De-anon from kink meme. A crossover of The Mummy with Alfred as Connell. Arthur as Evie. And Francis as Jonathon.
Ancient Egypt. The city of beauty and power. A rich history of pharaohs and the pyramids.
It is city of Thebes. The year is 2,134 B.C.
“Thebes. City of the living. Crown jewel of Pharaoh Amun-ir-ta-f the First.” a man said his voice thick with an Egyptian accent.
An Arabian horse drawn chariot comes barreling through the grounds driven by Pharaoh Amun-ir-ta-f, an aristocratic, virile old man.
A man stands on a balcony gazing over the lands as the moon settles in the sky.
“Home of Kames, High Priest of Osiris, Keeper of the Dead.”
A gorgeous olive skinned woman entered the outer foyer. The makeup drawn into her skin making it seem as if she was wearing a dress.
“Birthplace of Re-nefer-u. Pharaoh’s mistress. No other man was allowed to touch her.”
Re-nefer-u made her way through the ornate statuary. As she walked through the hallway the eyes of a man completely painted in gold follows her, the priests of Kames. Behind the curtain Re-nefer-u embraces Kames before they kiss passionately. Kames’s hands roam over her body smearing the paint slightly.
“But for their love, they were willing to risk life itself.”
On the other side of the curtains the priests rush to close the doors. However as they go the doors suddenly burst open. The Pharaoh angrily strides in and looked at the priests suspiciously.
“What are you doing here?” he demanded.
The priests back away bowing lowly, his arrival unexpected. The Pharaoh eyed the curtains and crosses the room and opens the curtains. Re-nefer-u stands there alone with her hand on the statue. She gazed up at him under her eyelashes and smiles at him. Pharaoh’s eyes narrowed when he sees the smeared body paint.
“Who has touched you?” he snarled pointing at her.
From behind him his sword is ripped out of its scabbard startling him. The Pharaoh spins around and his eyes widened in shock. Kames stood there with his the sword in hand.
“Kames.” Amun-ir-ta-f whispered. “My priest.”
Behind him Re-nefer-u lifts a dagger and plunges it into his back. Amun-ir-ta-f screamed in pain as Kames raises Roerich’s sword. The priests slam the doors and bolt them tight as through the curtains they watch the shadows of Kames and Re-nefer-u stab at the Pharaoh.
Suddenly the doors are rammed from the other side. Kames and Re-nefer-u turn and look towards the doors before they give one another desperate looks. Kames’s priest run up and grabbed Kames and tried to pull him towards the balcony.
“Pharaohs body guards.” one of the priests whispers to Kames.
Kames tries to break free but Re-nefer-u rips Pharaohs sword out of his hand and pushes him towards the balcony.
“You must go. Save yourself.” she commanded. “Only you can resurrect me.”
Kames’s face fills with despair. The doors explode open and men with blue tinted skin and strange puzzle tattoos that cover their bodies stride in with weapons in their hands and sides, the Medjai. The priests pull Kames out onto the dark balcony just as the Medjai rip through the curtains.
Re-nefer-u turns to face them and points to the Pharaohs body, which the men gasp in horror at.
“My body is no longer his temple.” she hisses as she plunges the sword into her own heart. Out on the balcony mouth open in a silent scream as Kames watched her shadows.
“For murdering the Pharaoh Re-nefer-u’s body was to be cursed. And it was the High Priests who duty was to curse it.”
Kames led a torch lit procession across the dunes. Re-nefer-u’s mummy is carried by Nubian slaves. They pet 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.”
Kames, filled with dread, reads from a book made out of pure gold. The book of the living.
“The book of the living contained sacred incantations that would send the evil dead on a journey into the dark underworld.”
Strange light sudden flashes across Re-nefer-u’s body and across the faces of the slaves and Egyptian soldiers. Suddenly everyone’s fear filled eyes all rise as if watching Re-nefer-u’s boy rising. Then one last huge flash accompanied by a blast of wind and Re-nefer-u’s body now laid twisted on the ground.
Kames’s priests place the body into a stone sarcophagus. The Nubian slaves lower it into a hole and bury it with sand. Then Kames signals to the soldiers who throw their spears at the Nubians slaves killing them.
“The slaves were killed.”
Kames’s knife wielding priests attack the now unarmed soldiers, hacking at them in the flickering darkness as Kames and the Medjai solemnly watch.
“And the soldiers who killed them were also slain, so that no unholy person should ever know the exact location of the burial site.”
The Medjai walk off across the sand and then one by one the priests stop their frenzied stabbing and stare off at the vanishing Medjais. As the last Medjai disappears over a distant dune Kames nods and the priests lead into Re-nefer-u’s grave and begin digging it back up with their hands.
Chariots race out into the moonlit desert as Kames leads the way. A hearse carries Re-nefer-u’s mummy.
“But there was another book, the book of the dead, which was never to be opened. Never to be read, for it contained the incantations that could bring a dead body back to life. A most unholy thing.”
The chariots arrived at a city where they race up the stone ramp and in through the city gates.
“It was hidden at Hamunaptra, the city of the dead. Inside the statue of Anubis, so that no such sacrilege might ever disgrace Egypt.”
Kames pulled an ornate chest out of a secret compartment inside the giant state of Anubis. He opens the chest and lifts out the book of the dead, made of black stone.
“But for his love of Re-nefer-u he was willing to defy the gods.”
Big hairy rats scurry through the mausoleums and over the headstones of the underground cemetery. A detritus moat surrounds the cemetery, muck made out of filthy water and human remains. Skulls bob in the waters. The priests have gathered in a circle, their hooded, lifeless eyes seem dead to this world. Their bald heads rock back and forth as they chant a quiet eerie hum.
In the middle of the circle is a strange and twisted altar. Kames has unwrapped Re-nefer-u’s lifeless body and placed her five sacred canopic jars around her.
“Re-nefer-u’s vita organs were still fresh so a human sacrifice would not need to be made.”
As Kames began to read from the book of the dead a large swirling hole opens in the detritus bog. Several priests look over at it frightened and then quickly look back down and resume chanting. A strange mist wafts up out of the swirling hole and over to the jars. It passes through them and into Re-nefer-u’s body. One of the jars shudders, the one containing the heart, and it begins to beat. The chanting priests, the swirling hole, the wafting mist, the beating heart, and Kames’s readings are reaching a crescendo. Re-nefer-u’s eyes suddenly fly open.
“Re-nefer-u’s soul had come back from the dead. Now all that was needed was to return her organs to their right place within her body.”
Kames lifts a sacrificial knife above Re-nefer-u’s breast about to plunge it down. Suddenly the Madjai burst in and storm through the startled priests. The head Medjai smashes the jar with the beating heart. The mist instantly sucks back out of Re-nefer-u’s body and implodes back into the swirling hole. Re-nefer-u’s eyes close, dying once again. Kames screams in rage as the Medjai grabbed him and his priests.
“The priests were condemned to be mummified alive.”
Inside a torch lit chamber Kames held by Anubis headed embalmers. He cringed at the flickering and impressionistic glimpses of his priests being embalmed and mummified alive. The horrid looking embalmers using knife, needles, and thread calmly perform their ghastly surgery on the screaming priests who are going insane from the procedure.
A red hot poker is pulled out of a pit of burning coals. A priests head is wedged between two strong boards. His eyes widen in terror as an embalmer moves to insert the red hot poker up his nose. Kames’s face is horrified as the priest screams in pain.
All twenty one of Kames’s priests squirm inside their wrappings. Kames is forced to his knees as his arms are held back and his mouth it pried open.
“As for Kames, he was condemned to endure the Hom-Dai. The worst of all ancient curses, one so horrible it had never before been bestowed.”
Using a pair of tongs an embalmer slowly pulls Kames’s tongue out of his mouth and then places a very sharp knife on top of it. Kames’s eyes close as his tongue is cut off. The embalmer flings the tongue onto the floor where the Medjais dogs attack and quickly eat it.
Kames is wrapped and only his mouth, nostrils, and fear filled eyes are left free of the slimy bandages. The embalmers scoop out the detritus muck boils inside a black cauldron and apply it to Kames’s wrappings as he squirms. He is then laid in a wooden coffin inside a stone sarcophagus. An embalmer with a bucket empties the bucket over Kames’s chest. Dozens of scarabs scurry across Kames’s screaming face. Some vanish into his tongue less mouth and up his nostrils.
“By eating the sacred scarabs he would be cursed to stay alive forever. And my eating him they were cursed just the same.”
The lid to the coffin is slammed shut and then using a strange four sided key the head Medjai locks the coffin lid tight. The heavy sarcophagus lid is shoved into place and seals itself airtight. Once again the Head Medjai uses the strange key locking the sarcophagus lid tight.
“He was to remain sealed inside his sarcophagus, the undead for all of eternity.”
The blue skinned strangely tattooed man carefully collapses the sides of the key and turning it into a little puzzle box.
“They would never allow him to be released. For he would arise a walking disease, a plague upon mankind, an unholy flesh eater, with the strength of ages, power over the sands, and the glory of invincibility.”
Kames’s sarcophagus is dropped into a detritus pit. The disgusting much splashes up, drools down its sides, and then is mysteriously sucked into. It seams and vanishes.
“And if he could raise his beloved Re-nefer-u from her place in hell, together they would be an unstoppable infection upon this world. The apocalypse. The end.”
Kames’s horrifying tongue less screams can be heard coming from inside his sarcophagus as grave diggers shovel dirt onto it.
The heavily armed Medjai stand guard around Kames’s grace. Looking down on the burial site is the huge statue of Anubis, the jackal headed god of death.