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HAMUNAPTRA

Title: HAMUNAPTRA (An S/X adaptation of The Mummy)

Warnings: HAU, M/M sex, humor, mild angst, things coming to life, scarab beetles, OOC, varying chapter lengths, Unbeta'd, blatant use of movie dialogue.
Rating: NC17 Overall Individual Chapters PG-NC17
Pairing: 100% S/X
Author: Naughty_Fae
Comments: Comment if you want to, though it would be nice to know someone is reading it.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, everything belongs to someone who is not me. I write for fun not profit.

Note1: The characters may have BTVs/ATs names but they are NOT necessarily playing their Sunndydale characters, hence OOC.

Note 2: My heartfelt thanks go out to my dear friend Bmblbee, for holding my hand through the writing and posting process. *Hugs*

Note 3: This is a plot driven story. What sex there is happens in the natural course of the plot and as part of Spike and Xander's relationship.

Note 4: This is a human/1920's Spike and Xander etc. and behave as such.

Summary: Over 3,000 years ago Angelus the high priest of Seti I, was given the assignment of preparing the recently dead for their journey into the afterlife. Angelus made one terrible mistake - he became smitten with Xan-uk-amun, the male concubine of the Pharaoh himself. Driven mad by jealousy and love, Angelus and Xan-uk-amun murdered the Pharaoh. Angelus's punishment was to be buried alive and suffer the torment of an eternal life in his wretched tomb. In 1925, a band of adventurers seeking fame and fortune - led by William (Spike) Barstow, an English expatriate who had joined the foreign legion, and Xander Harris, an amateur archeologist - find a previously unknown burial site in Egypt. The team starts to dig, hoping to find lost riches, but instead they disturb the tomb of Angelus, and soon the cursed priest rises from his grave to wreck vengeance on them and humanity.

Chapter 25/31 + Prologue

Rating: NC17 Overall

Apologies for late post, ISP problems.



Chapter 25/31 + Prologue

Rating: NC17 Overall

Spike and Mears scrambled around in the car changing places so that Spike was sitting beside Wes and Xander was wedged in the back seat between Ardeth Bay, The Curator and Mears.

Wes hunched over the wheel gripping it with white knuckles, his foot jammed on the accelerator as the car hurtled along through the narrow streets of the bazaar. Spike twisted around, in the distance he could see the mob running after them. "Put your foot down Wes!" He snapped. Wes turned to him. "She's going as fast as she can old chap." Suddenly he hit the brakes and the car screeched and skidded to a halt, everyone was thrown forward, Spike cracking the back of his head on the windshield. "Hey, watch it," he turned to remonstrate with Wes and saw that he was staring, transfixed ahead. Spike spun round, the mob filled the road ahead of them, there was no way around them, the other mob was running at them from the rear. Spike grabbed the wheel and knocked Wes's foot off the brake and jammed his on top of Wes's on the accelerator and hurtled toward the mob, Wes stared in horror. People jumped for their lives as the car ploughed into them, there were sickening thuds and bumps as the car mowed people down.

Crazed under Angelus's power, the people hurled themselves on the car grabbing at Mears and Xander, Ardeth Bay and The Curator fought to keep them away from Xander, whilst Xander helped Mears fight off his attackers. Spike shot a desperate look at Wes and left go of the wheel and clambered into the back to protect Xander, Wes held the wheel firm and kept the accelerator pressed down. More people clambered onboard and Spike realized they were trying to pull Mears and Xander from the car. He knocked several off but before he could reach him, four grabbed Mears and pulled him from the car; Xander and Spike clutched at him, but it was too late.

The car sped on.

Mears tumbled across the pavement and scrambled to his feet, drawing his gun and firing wildly into the rabble closing in on him, backing him into a corner; he killed several, keeping them at bay until his gun emptied. Abruptly the mob stopped moving and an eerie silence fell. Slowly the mob parted as Angelus walked through them and up to Mears who cowered whimpering. Suddenly his face lit up and from his pocket he pulled a Canopic Jar, amazingly still intact and offered it to Angelus in the hope it might save him. Angelus grinned and took the jar. In the car they heard Mears blood curdling, dying scream.

The mob cleared, Wes eased off the accelerator and they drove through the quiet streets between the colorful stalls of the bazaar, each staring straight ahead. A body hurled itself from between the stalls and crashed through the windshield landing on Wes and Spike, Wes hit the accelerator as Spike struggled with the man, lost control of the wheel and ploughed into one of the stalls. Spike knocked the man unconscious and tossed him from the car. They could hear a steady hiss, and the car began to list to one side as the tire deflated. Spike grabbed Xander's hand. "C'mon, quick!" They scrambled out and began to run, they hurtled round a corner and straight into a mob, they turned and ran back retracing their steps and ran straight into another mob and were quickly surrounded. Spike searched frantically through his pack and produced a stick of dynamite and a match from his pocket, he looked around for somewhere to strike it, spied Ardeth Bay's stubble and struck it on his chin, Ardeth Bay yelped and glared as Spike held the match to the fuse, the mob stopped closing in and held their ground.

Angelus stepped from the mob, Oz by his side. He was fully regenerated, as muscular and cruelly handsome as the day he was buried alive. Xander stared at him. "Oh, he's handsome." Spike glared at him incredulously, Xander shrugged. "Well he is." The match burned Spike's fingers, he yelped and threw it down. Spike grabbed another match from his pocket and struck it on Ardeth Bay's face, this time the Medjai gave him a look which promised death, The Curator shook his head. "He has consummated the curse, now all he need do is raise Xan-uk-amun from the dead, then it will be the end of us, and the beginning for them."

Angelus strode forward heading straight for Xander, Spike lit the fuse and moved in front of him, Angelus strode up to Spike and stopped, watching the fuse burn down. It was a game of chicken. The tension mounted and the fuse burned down, at the last second Xander blew it out. Spike licked his lips, eyes never leaving Angelus's. Slowly Angelus extended his hand to Xander. " Koontash dai na." Oz stepped forward. "He says take his hand and he will spare your friends."

"Oh dear." Xander looked round at the crazed, bloodthirsty mob surrounding them. "Have you got any bright ideas?"

"I'm thinking, I'm thinking." Spike muttered desperately, Xander looked into his face and smiled sadly. "Don't, Xander, don't do it," Spike implored, tears welling in his eyes. Xander placed his hand on Spike's chest. "I love you, that's why I have to do this, I trust you to think of something." He nodded. "And you'd better, because he turns me into a mummy and you're the first one I'm coming after." Tears tracked down Spike's face, Xander brushed them away. "You've got guts boy." Xander lent forward and brushed his lips against Spike's, briefly their eyes fluttered shut. "I know and I'd like to keep them," he mumbled. Xander stepped back and let his hand fall and extended it to Angelus, the priest took it smiling triumphantly and drew Xander forward. "Nah," Spike shook his head. "no!" He drew his guns and pointed them at Angelus, Xander gasped. "Don't Spike, he still has to take me to Hamunaptra to perform the ritual." Ardeth Bay grasped his arms. "He is right, live today my friend, fight tomorrow, we might yet save your boy." Spike lowered his guns, but Ardeth Bay tightened his hold. For a moment Spike and Xander gazed at each other and unspoken love passed between them. Spike's eyes flickered to Angelus's face. "I'll be seeing you again," he snarled. Angelus gave a malicious smile and turned, leading Xander away through the crowd.

Spike struggled in Ardeth Bay's grip, but Wes and The Curator helped to hold him. They walked a few steps and then Angelus turned and looked at Spike. "Pared oos," he smiled. Oz looked startled and Xander screamed. "No! You promised!" Angelus dragged him away. Spike broke their grip and stumbled forward, but already the mob was closing in to do their master's bidding and kill them all.

"Xander!" Spike yelled.
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