Hi everyone, sorry for the long wait.

I was busy with life, writer's block and a month long illness (which I JUST overcame and now have caught ANOTHER cold) so yeah, no updates. But now, I update.

Also, Happy Birthday Wanli! The creator of this universe turns an unknown age today (Never ask anyone their age or they might punch you one in the face) so this is ONE of my gifts to you, the other you'll get tomorrow, kay?

Now, onto the reviews!

Wanli8970: First suspect, heh? Well, you'll find out if you're right in the future. They do know a lot... gives some... motive, wouldn't you say? And yes, Clemont, loose lips sink ships, as they used to say.

Matt: No, not really, there's new 'monsters' but the old ones aren't coming back. And calling me a couch potato won't get the chapter out faster when life is trying to kill me.

Joshua Ketchum: Thanks, it's about to get a whole lot more interesting from here!

Lightwing: Well, with Wanli's permission I have. We're planning many future stories... oops! Yeah, it was ages ago... like almost two years now. Jeez.

Darkwing: Yep! Gotta find the best place for mummies, after all!

Skarloey: Well, to make sense of the canon, you need to read three stories on Wanli8970's page first, then read mine as mine delves into canon that won't make sense unless you have read everything.

Peter Sam: Thanks!

Sal:... Just because of that. No... Well, not for you anyway.

marshrabbit102: Oh wow, you really did that for this story? Thanks a lot! Sorry it took so long because life got in the way, but thank you. I hope you enjoy it!

That should be everyone. Once again, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy!

Morning came all too quickly for the group, especially since the archaeologists forced breakfast down their mouths as fast as they could. Why? Well, it was an easy answer. Today was the day when they were going to enter the stone pyramid shaped temple and begin to uncover its mysteries. Led by Henry, thirteen humans, one dog and two Pokémon cautiously edged their way through the tight corridors that led deeper into the unknown. The only light source was the lit torches hanging from the walls, scenting the air with musty smoke thanks to two-thousand-year-old dust which – to Daphne's disgust – attached to their clothing and hair. Bitter silence released its grip on the group as the corridor opened up into an empty space devoid of anything but basic wall art and a few unlit torches.

"NOW WOULD BE A GOOD TIME TO SPLIT ON OUR SEPARATE WAYS!" Henry yelled, forcing everyone around him to cover their ears due to the rebounding echo. Taking the hint, he lowered the volume of his voice slightly. "There are three paths ahead, and it would make sense!"

"But I'M the one who tells everyone to split up…" Fred mumbled, pressing the tips of two fingers together with a pout on his lips. The Mystery Gang and the kids sighed in relief, glad that if anything, Fred was not in charge of the splitting groups.

"That would not be a good idea," Tara stated with a blank look on her face. She walked calmly past him, turning around when she reached the wall as her right hand carefully traced the surface. "As this place hasn't been discovered until recently, it is highly likely that the traps set by the ancients have not been triggered yet… just like this one." Gently, she pressed the shield of the solider painted on the wall and, as she had predicted, the shield went into the wall. Seconds later, a stone door slammed down over the entrance to the right-hand corridor. A loud scream followed the crashing sound of the door meeting the ground, a very high-pitched scream. The origin of that scream was the great Dr. Jones himself, clutching onto Lucia like Scooby would to Shaggy whenever they had been scared by an unexplained noise. With a sigh, Lucia pushed the fully-grown man off of her, and by push it meant she actually punched him in the face.

"With one possibility eliminated, that leaves a 50/50 chance between the two left over corridors leading to uncertain doom," Louis pulled out his tablet and began use it to calculate which one was most likely to lead to a safe path. "However, there seems to be no sign that can lead us to concluding which we want."

"Well, there may be an easy answer to that!" Without asking for their permission, Shaggy and Scooby were pushed through the entrance of the left corridor, blinking out of confusion. "They will show us the right way!"

"Wait, what?" The kids gave each other questioning looks, before their skin tones paled considerably as they realised what Fred, Daphne and Velma meant. Their suspicions were confirmed moments later when the two screamed and disappeared from view.

"Shaggy, Scooby, are you okay?!" Serena called down, after having rushed to the edge of the large hole made by the two falling.

"Ya know, we're like hanging." Shaggy joked weakly, holding on to the edge by his fingers.

"Reah! Ranging!" Scooby was clutching the lanky male as tightly as he could to prevent himself from falling down into what seemed like a never-ending hole. As the kids worked together to bring their friends back to solid ground, the archaeologists raised their eyebrows at the other three members of Mystery Inc.

"We know Shaggy and Scooby well, if the path isn't safe, they'll find out straight away." Velma replied, pushing her glasses back up her nose. "So, that does leave only one option left."

"You would think that," Professor Hindsworth chuckled, picking up a stone before chucking it towards the corridor. As soon as the stone touched the ground, the entire corridor collapsed in on itself. "But that was a trap too. There must be some way in from this room which isn't one of the three impossibilities."

"Great, more puzzles…" Daphne groaned, not happy with being stuck in a stuffy room until they managed to find a hidden entrance.

"Well, if you want to get out," Bonnie bounced her way over, smiling as if butter wouldn't melt in her mouth. "Then you'd better help out. Otherwise this is gonna take SOOO much longer than without the extra hands!" With a bit of grumbling, everyone began searching the enclosed space for any clue. After a while, a tiny click made everyone stop out of fear.

"Okay, who caused that?" The professor asked and with that, everyone's eyes latched onto a certain raven-haired boy.

"Ooopss…" Ash nervously rubbed the back of his head, fingertips brushing against the sides of a torch. Before anyone could yell at him, the room began to tremble. Expecting the worst, everyone closed their eyes and waited but, nothing happened. Upon opening their eyes again, a hole had formed in the ground, revealing a staircase underneath it, the elusive fourth pathway.

"Wow, the most clumsiest way to find something but I guess we'll take it…" Clemont was staring at the stairs, before looking back at his friend, who was just as surprised as he was.

"Ah, the good old moveable torch trick! I had a feeling that would be the way in." Henry's voice had increased by a few decibels, much to the horror of the others. "WELL, COME NOW EVERYONE, NEW FINDINGS AWAIT!"

"Yeah, once you shut up, that is." Lucia scoffed, and much to everyone else's delight, Henry quietened down considerably after that… for a while.

~0.o.0~

Going deeper into the temple prompted the switch from flame lit torches to electronic lamps that could be easily hung from the circular stone holders for the old torches the Egyptians would have used. The stairs evened out after the fiftieth step and led to… a dead end.

"That's just great, turn around everyone!" Louis called out, not even trying to predict the likelihood of a secret passage anywhere.

"No!" Tara, just like earlier, began to search the wall for pressure points or movable objects. "There must be something hidden here. Stairs wouldn't just lead to a dead end when the other passages were all just fakes."

"Right," Lucia passively nodded in agreement. "Let's find it then, shall we?" Once again, the search for a hidden switch or lever began, and this time Daphne decided not to pitch her hand in, opting to lean against the wall.

"Why do you think it'll work agai-aaahhh!" The wall slid to one side on a pivoted axis, causing the redhead to fall through into the room next door. She landed with a thump, to which everyone crowded around her to check if she was okay.

"Trust Dangerprone Daphne to find something without even putting in the effort to find it." Velma chuckled to herself – Shaggy and Scooby nodded since they had overheard her – whilst Fred was helping the poor girl get back onto her feet.

"Oh… my… God…" Henry had pushed past the blockage of people, treading carefully around the chamber with awe striking his eyes. "It's… it's… BEAUTIFUL!"

The chamber was decorated wall to wall in stunning art, the colours as bright and vibrant as the day the paint dried. Hieroglyphs joined the images of the Egyptian Gods and Goddesses, telling a story that only a few could understand. At the sides of the chamber, golden statues of wild cats and large dogs created perfect, straight lines as if they were watching over the precious artefacts that lay ahead of them. Each of the corners was hidden by a black box with golden detail intricately painted on the sides and tops, showing scenes of life, work and play from the ancient past. Dead on in the centre of the left and right walls lay two sarcophaguses, once again painted with bright blues, velvet reds and shining golds, presumably empty or holding two wealthy mummies on the inside.

Surprisingly, the archaeologists – minus Professor Hindsworth – weren't drooling in excitement at a completely untouched chamber, one that had not been ransacked by thieves or bandits. Instead, they had a cool head, looking slowly from one carefully placed artefact to the next. The group spread out slightly, examining everything they could without touching, not wanting to wake up some restless spirit – just in case there was one.

"So much detail, and to such a high quality!" Tara had pulled out a notepad and pen from her jacket and began to eagerly take notes. "Obviously this was made by, and possibly for, a wealthy Egyptian, maybe even a Pharaoh!"

"Well, whomever made it had good tastes," Lucia's eyes were scanning over the golden statues with a greedy glint to them. "All authentic, and valuable."

"Of course, they are! Due to the hardships we had to face getting in here, and the fact this temple was buried until five years ago," Once again, Louis was calculating and crunching the numbers until he came up with a percentage. "There's a 99.9999998% chance of authenticity!"

"More like one hundred if you ask me…" Serena muttered to Clemont, who nodded back with a frown on his face. There was something wrong here, he had a hunch but had not evidence to prove his hunch was right. The way that the archaeologists were acting, considering the sheer amazingness of the discovery at hand, was suspicious to say the least.

"AHHH, HIEROGLYPHS!" Henry's yelling was back, much to everyone's disgust. He stared at the wall for a good few minutes before speaking once more. "I have no idea what they say." With that, everyone fell to the ground anime style.

"Don't you like know what they say, professor?" Shaggy asked as soon as everyone had stood back up and had brushed the dirt of the floor off of themselves.

"Well, my ancient languages are a bit rusty due to a lack of use," Hindsworth coughed, covering his mouth as he did so. "However, from what I can understand, we were right to believe that this temple was built in honour of the boy king, Tutankhamun!"

Finally, the other archaeologists gave the reaction they were meant to give upon discovering the chamber. Their eyes sparkled, lips cracked into a smile, skin radiated energy but it only lasted for a few seconds before they returned to the forced calm persona.

"No way!" Bonnie gasped. "But I thought his grave was rushed or something…"

"Yes, the tomb of Tutankhamun was rushed," the professor continued, happy to explain everything to the children from the Regions. "Mostly due to his sudden death, however, a temple could have easily have been built during his lifetime. Considering what we've seen so far, it most likely was finished a year before his death, so he may have been in this very room himself!"

"That's amazing, professor!" Velma grinned, justifiably excited by the prospect of the find. She, like all of the others, was so swept up in the joy of the chamber's discovery that she didn't hear a creaking sound from behind her.

"It is, quite the find," Lucia agreed, but smirked haughtily in Hindsworth's direction. "It's such a shame you might not be able to make it further in, like we're going to now."

"I am perfectly capable of continuing onwards!" The professor frowned angrily, not best pleased with what she was insinuating.

"Come on guys, chill out!" Fred, ever the leader, tried to break up any possible fighting as one of the lids of a sarcophagus slid open, with a dried, skinny hand creeping out with it. Shaggy turned his head back to the left, only to freeze and begin stuttering at what he was seeing. His actions drew attention from the others – all minus a certain boy who was standing right in front of the sarcophagus – who looked in his direction, only to freeze up in fear themselves.

"Umm… guys?" Ash tipped his head to the side slightly, raising a questioning eyebrow. "What's the matter? It's not that cold in here…"

"B-b-b-be-hi-hind y-y-you!" Clemont stuttered madly, teeth chattering against each other.

"What?"

"M-m-m-mummy!"

"Mummy?" With that, the ten-year-old turned around, only to wish he hadn't. Meeting his face was a tall, slender figure wrapped in mouldy bandages from head to toe. Where the bandages had slipped, brown, vacuumed skin was shown, stuck to what was left of a once living human body. Two golden pinpricks of light shone from the empty, dark eye sockets, something of which may have simply been a trick of the light. The living corpse smelt terrible, the stench wafting through the gathered beings which made them grasp their noses tightly as if they would fall of if they even breathed a hint of the smell. For a moment, nobody moved a muscle as their brain decided on what action to do next. And, as the Mummy began to move, they all thought of the same thing together and shouted in unison.

"RUN!"