: : Summary : : This happens before and after the mummy. It is a story of meela�s life before she meet Mr. Hafez, the story of how she found out her true identity. Also has Rick, evie, Jonathan, and imhotep.
He paced slowly around the empty room as he waited for someone to arrive. In an anxious and scared pace, he wondered to the only window in the room. As he looked outside, all he saw were crowded streets filled with street vendors, young children who played under the scourging sun, and men and women who tried to bargain with the vendors. When all of a sudden someone caught his eyes. It was a woman, who had long glossy hair black as the night sky. Her skin tanned by the rough touch of the Egyptian sun. She walked graciously, in a cat like manner. Her face with no statement, yet saying so much with her dark almond shaped eyes. As she made her way through the crowded streets, she gave a small child a stroke on the cheek. Then she continued her path to the same building in which the anxious man awaited.
As he distanced himself from the window, a soft knock was heard on his door. But the thoughts that had taken hold of him were too strong and inundated his senses making him unable to hear the knocks. A second and third stronger knocks were heard, the last strong enough for him to shake his tormenting thoughts away. He made his way to the door and opened it. All statement in his face changed. A smile made its way to his lips as he embraced the person standing at his door.
�It is you my love. I have been awaiting.� He let her in the room and pulled out a chair for her to sit on.
�What is it Mohammed?� asked she.
�I don�t know how to say this�� With these words she put her hands to his lips and stopped the words, which without hearing she knew what they were. She kissed his lips passionately and with that they made passionate love. She knew in her heart that this was possibly the last time that she would be in her lover�s arms. Yet, even though she knew this she hoped that she could persuade him against the troubling thoughts or actions that would follow.
As they rested nestled in each other�s arms, tears began to fall from his dark eyes. He moved away from her and began to speak without looking at her.
�I must go, it is my destiny. My family would not have it otherwise, and they promised me that if I go, you could soon after follow as my wife,� said Mohammed with sadness in his voice.
�I am a Medjai, and it is my duty to go and be of some service to my tribe,� he said.
As he finished, these last words filled his eyes more with tears.
�So you are leaving me?� she said with tears in her eyes.
�No, I�m just going away for a little while,� he said. This time while reaching for her.
�This is all your family�s doing� she said with anger clear in her voice.
�They don�t really need you. There are plenty of Medjai and one less will not harm them,� she said moving away from his embrace.
� I know they dislike me, they are doing this to keep you away.� She said with even more tears.
�They will turn you away and marry you off to some women of their choice,� she screamed these last words and in so much anger dressed.
�If you are not strong enough to fight for our love, then I see that you don�t believe in it at all, but now this, I do believe and love you,� without hesitating she opened the door and slammed it right in his face.
As she did so, he ran towards the door but it was too late, she was gone.
Meela my love�.