I’ve had this in my drafts for a while and decided to post and unsure if I will continue it.
[The Mummy] Pt.1/?, read tags for more info
Jonathan Carnahans last memory was hugging his baby sister. Her sobs loud, tears staining his clothing. He was now naked on a marbel stone slab, a blanket separating him and cold stone. He was completely naked. He lay on his side, trying to curl into a ball. Afraid and ashamed of his nakedness. Thoughts of his baby sister was the only thing keeping him even the little bit of sane. He just knew that with this sacrifice, he’d be giving Evy the life she so deserved. Schooling and a place to live and grow. Besides that, he remembered his only friend he had made less than a year ago… this tall, dark and handsome man that he had developed an embarrassing crush on. After meeting him, he had not found company in anyone else except for his almost everyday. Evy had even met him and loved him. His name was Ardeth and had practically gone missing before everything started. He became a bit pitiful after. Usually, they would just worship at the gods temple every month and that was it. He himself didn’t really believe in the god but he couldn’t not worship as that had bad consequences. All of a sudden, a gathering was called and they were told by the leaders that they would be sacrificing a human. Everyone had suddenly became fearful until one of the leaders known as Terrence Bey told everyone to not worry as someone had already been chosen. He and his sister had froze as his name was the one to leave his mouth. Everyone knew who I was. I was known as a lousy and thieving drunk but somehow, I was never punished. I mean, it was mostly harmless fun(atleast to me) and I had only done so to support my sister, unbeknownst to her. Everything had happened so fast as I was whisked away by the villages guards. I would be told what I had to do in a weeks time and I would only be able to say goodbye to my sister a day before it. I was told that he would have to give himself to the god and in the end, the village would no longer need to worry about food, water or sickness. His life would be traded for all that and his sister would be getting the education and things she needed to live comfortably. That somehow made his demise less horrid in his mind. He was sorely missing his friend now. — it was almost pitch black except for a torch in each corner of the temple. That wasn’t even the scary part. There were 3 strangers in each corner of the large room with black robes. They had a sort of thin black veil over their eyes that they could still see through. Why did I have to be killed naked?!? I noticed the room becoming brighter. I start to feel warm all of a sudden and realize I feel eyes on me. I was too afraid to look but I had too. I turn and over my shoulder was a tall figure dressed in a black robe. Nothing but their torso was showing, dark skin with dark hair leading down to their bottom half which was covered with a piece of cloth wrapped around its waist. The face was covered with a black cloth, it only covered the face and cut off to reveal Long black curly hair that fell on broad shoulders. It looked almost human. Not what I expected. It might have been what I imagined my friends naked body to look like. “Lay down flat.” A voice says and it sounds exactly like my friend except the voice doesn’t sound as kind as it usually does. Too afraid to disobey, I do as they’re told. I feel heat rise up my chest at the view of my naked body. I wasn’t exactly impressive. I did often indulge myself. I watch as the man? God? Kneels on the slab stone right beside me and gets on top of me. Suddenly it’s face was above mine, the face covering falling to touch my forehead and a clear view of the gods face. It was- “Hello Jonathan.” He finally speaks. “A-Ardeth?!?” I breath back and suddenly he’s kissing me. I had imagined kissing my friend but not in this situation. His hand came up to caress the side of my face and I close my eyes. His tongue wanted entrance and I gave it. It felt like forever until he pulls away to move down, kissing my neck. I turn my head not knowing what to do.