A/N: Alright this is my first time writing on fanfiction. I really hope you enjoy my writing.
Um I put a part from one of the movies in this part of the story. Try to find it! :D
Chapter 1
"Lara, I don't know what to say." Zip said doubtfully. "Just think of something. It's Allister's funeral!" Lara barked. "Aw man. You know I ain't good at this stuff." Zip said scratching his head. "Look, if you can hack a computer 4,000 miles away in Tokyo, I'm pretty sure you can come up with something to say at your best friend's funeral." Lara said gasping for the least bit of air as she dropped from a ladder in the library.
It was a week after Lara's doppelganger had destroyed the manor, that they began rebuilding it. It was in complete shambles still. Most of the damage was repaired though. Lara walked over to a box labeled "books". She picked it up and brought over to the newly built book shelves on the other side of the library. As she took out the books, she examined every single one as if they were exquisite pieces of artwork. Then she would fragily put them on the shelves. It took her quite a while to unpack the box. Lara eventually reached for the last book in the box. She remembered this book too well. It was Allister's favorite book. She smiled slightly at the thought of his knowledge, but closed her eyes as if the memory was painful. After placing the book on the shelf she looked around the room. She counted 142 more boxes of books to unpack. Then she counted another 20 boxes of artwork and furniture.
Ignoring the fact that there was work to be done, she walked down to the half built kitchen. She looked around. The same granite counters had been installed. Putting her hand out on the countertops she felt the smooth stone. She loved the feel of it. She laughed when she saw the bright neon yellow caution tape spread across the kitchen. She lifted it up and walked underneath to the fridge. "Hey! You shouldn't be in here while were putting in the floor tiles!" A sweaty construction guy yelled to her. "Oh too bad. I'm already here." she said quickly. She pulled out a microwave dinner from the freezer, reading the instructions to herself as she walked to the microwave. Lara put the dinner in the microwave and set the time. She walked over to the window and stared out into the rain. She felt so weak and powerless, emotionally of course. She hadn't felt this way since she had to leave Amanda down in the tomb in Bolivia. Lara thought about it all; losing her father, the plane crash in the mountain, losing Allister. It was depressing. These thoughts tore her apart on the inside.
Lara shook all of it away when she heard a loud bang coming from over by the microwave. She turned to the microwave to find the door was hanging on by a broken hinge. Her microwave dinner was up in flames inside. Lara watched as the part that said "Michelinas" burned up inside. She shook her head distastefully and stormed off to find the mini fire-extinguisher. "Why must everything bad happen to me?" she muttered. She pulled out her hair-tie and let her hair down. Lara ran her fingers through her hair a few times. It was soft and smooth, unlike her life. She angered herself thinking about all the bad things and never the good things. Lara wanted it to all change and go away, but she knew it never would. It was her destiny and it wasn't going to let her go.