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Chapter One

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Pharaoh Ahkmenrah, former king of Egypt, thoroughly enjoyed teaching during the new night hours of the museum. Though none of the visitors who asked actually believed the Tablet brought the museum to life, telling stories of Ancient Egypt brought back long missed memories that Ahkmenrah enjoyed, compared to those he didn't...

For one year since the adventure in the World's largest museum, everything was peaceful, and everyone content, until the one time that made Ahkmenrah regret having the tablet at all.

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Larry Daley smiled from where he leaned against a wall, watching Ahkmenrah start to end a story telling of his former homeland. The young Pharaoh looked happy, smiling as he finished the legend of an Egyptian trickster, calmly asking for any questions as Larry resumed patrolling museum.

A trio of young teenage boys, only a year or two older than Nicky by the looks of it, were running around being pretty much stupid. Probably a group of friends escaping from parents/guardians not interested in the museum but dragged along anyway.

Larry headed to stop them, trying to get their attention.

The three rushed past him, ignoring his shouts.

Larry froze as he watched Ahkmenrah lead his group of his visitors back down to the lobby; the pharaoh had his back turned towards the night guard, and the boys.

The "Guardian of Brooklyn" could only watch as the three boys slammed into Ahkmenrah...and shoved him down the stairs.

Half the museum heard Larry yell as Ahkmenrah stumbled down the steps, collecting bruises and a skinned knee before ending up flat on his back on the Lobby floor.

Lucky for Larry, several dads part of the group the pharaoh had been leading grabbed the three boys and helped Larry escort them to their parents in the newly arrived Teddy's group, the families leaving the museum with heavy scolding and disciplining. The former president took one glance at the Lobby where Dr. McPhee was helping a limping Ahkmenrah to the information desk, and took over both tour groups, apologizing for the inconvenience and leading the patrons on.

Larry slipped away once Teddy was further down the corridor and completing the tour, the night guard jogging down the stairs and to the main desk where Dr. McPhee was substituting for the desk clerk that night.

Ahkmenrah was sitting in a spare chair, wincing a little as he held an ice pack to his scraped knee and sipped water from one of those cheap plastic cups. He looked up when Larry slid in to the center of the desk area, setting the cup down with a genuine smile to the night guard.

"Larry."

"Hey, you ok? That was some fall."

The pharaoh smiled wider, nodding as he gingerly shifted the ice, "I'm fine, just a bit shaken, one of the other visitors was an off-duty para…medic? Is it? And she also said I am fine."

McPhee turned slightly, calling over his shoulder, "And very lucky."

Larry shifted on his feet obviously concerned for his friend. "Besides more ice later, you need anything?"

Ahkmenrah shook his head, and then they both turned as Dr. McPhee announced over the PA system that the museum would close in five minutes.

Larry waved apologetically before beginning to lock up and make his rounds for the night, assigning Jed and Octavius to Rexy/Bone tied to remote controlled car duty once the museum had been picked up for the night.

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Less than an hour to sunrise and the museum was pretty quiet, the next day (and night) was a day off basically, no visitors allowed for maintenance purposes and to give the museums "Night-actors" a break.

Larry caught Ahkmenrah's attention from the second level of the museum, the pharaoh leaving the main desk and waving goodnight to Teddy.

Ahkmenrah only made it halfway up the stairs before suddenly groaning, legs buckling as he grabbed the railing to avoid falling.

"Ahkmenrah? Lawrence! Come quick!"

The night guard met Teddy at the young pharaoh's side, Ahkmenrah's face pale and flushed unnaturally, he was even shaking slightly.

"Larry..."

"Take it easy Ahk, what's wrong?"

For a moment Larry saw a different side of the pharaoh, a young guy who didn't have a clue what was going on.

"I…I…d-don't n-n-know…"

Larry patted Ahkmenrah's shoulder comfortingly, then eased an arm over his shoulder, Teddy doing the same and the two helped Ahkmenrah to his feet and up the stairs once they were sure he was safe to move.

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The Jackal Guards shifted as they neared the Egyptian exhibits, but Ahkmenrah mumbled out something in Egyptian and they moved no more, Larry really needed to learn enough Egyptian to get them to not attack him on a daily basis.

Teddy left them for a moment once Ahkmenrah was leaning against the wall and was able to remain upright alone.

"Hey Gigantor! What's goin' on?"

Larry looked down to see Jed and Octavius, the cowboy watching Ahkmenrah as the pharaoh moved to stand fully.

"Ahk's having a bit of a rough night Jed."

The cowboy smirked, "Aw come on Gigantor, can't be that bad."

"Is falling down a flight of stairs enough justification?"

Jed was silenced at that, nodding to Ahkmenrah as Teddy returned.

When he went to turn to face the former president, the pharaoh stumbled, hand sliding across the wall and then the tablet before Larry caught him.

"Dis just not yer night King Tut."

The pharaoh smirked a little, leaning heavily on Larry as he tried to stand properly, resting a hand on the tablet to keep his balance.

"I think you just need to lie down Ahk, that fall must have been a bit harder than you thought."

Ahkmenrah nodded, fighting off the dizziness as Teddy stepped forward with an armful of blankets from basement storage. "Thought you would want to be comfortable."

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The pharaoh moaned a bit tiredly as Larry helped him into the fixed up sarcophagus, the blankets making a pillow and mattress in the wooden confines. Ahkmenrah sighed sleepily as he laid down, propping his head on his arm to be able to see out while Larry glanced at his watch, thirty minutes until sunrise.

"You sure you're alright Ahk?"

"I'm fine…or at least I will be, the tablet heals us over the day while we sleep."

"Really?"

Ahkmenrah tiredly nodded, eyes fighting to stay open, "Do you have any idea how many times I've smacked my head on this thing?" He asked, gesturing to the lid of the sarcophagus.

Larry smirked, shaking his head as the pharaoh sighed a little, eyes downcast now that they were all out of the public eye, it looked like the weight of world was on the pharaoh's shoulders.

"What's up pharaoh?" Jed cut in, hands on his hips as he stood on the edge of the sarcophagus.

Ahkmenrah didn't meet his gaze, "I...sometimes I wish I was really alive once more...I wish I was able to see the sun again."

The sorrowed tone made all of them a bit down, reality slapping them in the face that the magic didn't last forever.

Teddy bowed his head, "I've wished the same my friend, and wish to take one more stroll underneath the blue sky."

Octavius spoke up from near Jed, "I wish to hear the birds sing once more instead of the silent night. Never had even Rome seemed so quiet then it does now."

Jed scoffed, shuffling his feet, "Hell I wish I could walk from here ta the Lobby and it ain't gonna take half the damn night, but yeah...I wish ta be out in the country again."

Larry could only remain silent, unable to find words fitting for the moment, anything from him was still coming from someone able to be outside after dawn, able to be real.

Teddy recovered from the bout of longing first, "Tis nearly dawn my friends; Jedidiah, Octavius, I'll escort you back to your places for the day, rest well Ahkmenrah, good day Larry."

The miniatures stepped onto Teddy's gloved hand, the president saluting the pharaoh and night guard before departing.

Larry stretched his stiff shoulders, "Alright Ahk, 'bout ten minutes left, want me to shut the lid-"

"No!"

The panic that took over the pharaoh shocked Larry, Ahk forced himself to sit up to avoid getting closed in the sarcophagus, eyes wide and breathing growing harsh as the Egyptian's hands gripped the edges white knuckle tight.

"Alright Ahk, take it easy, I won't close the lid...just calm down..." The night guard sat on the edge, wrapping his arms around Ahk as he started shaking slightly, holding onto the night guard for all his worth.

The pharaoh settled after a minute, sighing as he forced his breathing to slow. "My apologies Larry, I don't know what came over me..."

Larry purposely dropped his voice to reassure his friend he still had his privacy, "Hey, listen, it's ok, we've been working on this for a while, it's alright..." Larry trailed off when Ahkmenrah looked away embarrassed, "Ahk listen to me, claustrophobia is nothing to be ashamed of, heck I can't stand going under water period ever since I almost drowned in a rip tide years ago."

Ahkmenrah nodded hesitantly, calming down relatively quickly, which did little to ease Larry's mind. Either way the moment was broken when Larry's watch beeped to say there were only two minutes left till sunrise.

"Alright, you get some sleep, I have to lock the sarcophagus for today, the maintenance workers are changing the lights out in here, Teddy has a key to the lock too so one of us will be up right away tonight alright?"

Ahkmenrah nodded, laying back down and settling into the wooden sarcophagus, Larry slowly eased the lid over, leaving a little crack when Ahk moved.

"Larry?"

"Yeah?"

"Please don't lock it until after sunrise."

"Sure thing, I'm coming in early tonight so it should be unlocked already when you wake up, if not just count like we've been working on ok?"

Ahkmenrah nodded, eyes drifting shut as Larry let the lid fall snugly into place, Larry drummed his fingers on the lid to let the pharaoh know he was still there as the sun shone through the museum, the feeling of liveliness fading as everything froze for the day.

The simple padlock snapped onto the latch easily, and Larry pocketed the key, checking over the museum and ending up moving Jed back to his diorama, the cowboy halfway across the miniature rope bridge that connected the Roman and Western Empire displays. There was always one or two of the little figurines ending up in the wrong spot, usually Jed had the sense to move faster, and tonight he was obviously caught off guard.

He placed Jed carefully in his own diorama, setting him down on the fake sand near the front edge where the cowboy usually stood during the day to be one of the first moving the next night.

Once Larry made sure everything was as it should be, he clocked out and went home for some much needed sleep.

With his job, who knew what would happen?

Totally redid this story, please reread everything!