That night on the barge three cowboys who are with the American group and a scrawny Englishman sat around a small table playing poker while Zahra was sitting in the far corner cleaning her gun. Most of the people in her group didn't care to bother her for the fear that she would kill them. She listened as the table talked about Hamunaptra which she didn't think it was a good idea.
“pull up a chair O'Connell and join us.”
“I never bet with my money only my life.” At that sentence Zahra looked up from her gun studying the man in the tan jacket. She might have to steal that saying someday.
One of the cowboys maybe his name was Henderson or something like that looked up at the man named O'Connell. “never? How about 500 bucks says we reach Hamunaptra before you.”
The man stiffened at the bet. Obviously he wasn't expecting anyone to know his party was headed to the city of the dead.
“you're looking for Hamunaptra?”
“Damn straight we are.”
“and who says we are?”
Without looking up Zahra sighed. “your friend has a big mouth. Might get him into trouble.”
“what do you say O'Connell?”
O'Connell’s eyes went from Zahra to the cowboys. Gripping the Englishman shoulder tight he gave them a tight lipped smile. you got yourself a wager. Evening gentlemen.”
Deciding to call it a night Zahra stood, quickly and quietly made her way to her room. Upon entering she noticed someone had been in there. Pulling out her knife she checked the few places anyone could be hiding.
Zahra's POV
after thoroughly checking my room and not finding anyone I decided I wasn't getting much rest tonight. I didn't trust anyone on this boat as it was so if someone was snooping around my room that just made me trust them less.
Gunshots and screams put me on edge as I ran out to the main deck. A yell from my side caused me to dodge out of the way at the last second when a scimitar embedded into the wall next to me.
Quickly getting into a fighting stance I stood in front of a man dressed in all black robes and a black hat with a scarf covering his face. As if all was forgotten around us out battle started. Throwing a quick punch the man easily dodged it knocking my hand to the side.
Quickly recovering I swung again only this time he caught my arm, sweeping my legs out from under me. I hit the ground with a thud and the man took this time to grab his sword out of the wall. Kicking up to my feet I pulled out a dagger. Sure it wasn't as big as his but size isn't everything.
The man controlled the battle leaving me in defensive mode. Due to my size I was much faster than him and I used that to my advantage. Our weapons connected at the hilt and I shoved him back swinging my dagger upwards catching the scarf on his face.
A small line of blood started to seep out of his cheek and the man actually looked shocked. But the shock wore off and only anger was left as he came at me harder and stronger. Swinging he knocked my dagger out of my hand and kicking me in the chest causing me to fly backwards.
I felt my vision blur as the man walked closer to me. But before he could reach me the man from earlier, O'Connell I believe it was stepped in front of me and started shooting at him. The man in black ran off and I was pulled to my feet.
“it's time to go.” With that said we jumped out of the boat just as it was engulfed in flames.
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The Mummy: Rise of Imhotep
FanfictionZahra Khalilah was a hired bodyguard for the Americans during the trip to Hamunaptra. Little did she know that taking the simple job would lead to her fighting for her life and meeting someone who changes the way she looks at life.
