Were we born to die?
BANG! BANG! BANG!
That was the sounds that filled Croft Manor. That and Bryce shouting at his laptop shouting at it saying 'Why?'.This would be because the Manors security defence system was down and the manor was under attack.
"You should go and help Bryce" Lara said, feeling guilty that she couldn't help him herself.
"No, I promised your father I would protect you, so that is what I'm doing" Hillary said, making sure that Lara's bedroom door was locked.
"I'm fine" Lara said, clearly agitated that he was putting up a fight "I'm sure Bryce will need your help with the intruders when the systems back online anyway"
"Lara, I don't know whether you know this but you have a broken leg and a sprained wrist, Therefore making you more of a target" Hillary replied, he began to think about how he was going to get Lara out of the house, unharmed.
Lara tried to get out of the bed; the bed Hillary had 'so kindly' placed her onto the moment after the doctor had said 'Broken leg'. "Aggghhhhh" she winced as soon as she tried to move her foot.
"Lara are you alright?" Hillary asked worried as soon as she had winced. He knew it was his duty to protect his charge. His charge being Lady Lara Croft.
That's when the door to Lara's room swung open and a gun shot was heard...