The grin was replaced with a look of horror. Kurtis looked down to
see the tip of the claw poking through his shirt. He grunted as it was
pulled viciously from his body.
"NO!" Lara yelled. Kurtis's Chirugai flew out from under his arm and decapitated the monster. Its head rolled across the floor as he fell onto his hands and knees. Crimson began to stain his shirt as he collapsed the floor.
Lara began to frantically look for a way down. Grabbing onto the ledge, she lowered herself down until his fingertips were on the edge. Closing her eyes, she let go.
Landing caused pain and fire to shoot up her legs. She hobbled over to Kurtis and rolled him over. Blood seeped from the wound heavily. Lara reached up and placed her hand over the wound and applied pressure.
"Hey, you're not supposed to be this nice." He whispered. She froze as he opened his electric blue eyes under her. Lara pulled her hand back and it was covered in blood. The injury in his stomach continued to bleed.
"Oh bugger," she whispered, and looked back at Kurtis with tears welling in her eyes, "What am I supposed to do when someone I care about...or love, is hurt?" Kurtis reached up and grasped a hold of her clean hand. Kissing her palm, he placed on his chest, over his heart. Lara rested her head against his fore head and began to cry softly. His heartbeat was beginning to slow.
"Shh, angel, shh..."he said quietly. Lara opened her tear-stained eyes and moved a lock of his hair away from his face.
"I love you." He said.
He closed his eyes...
And his chest stopped rising.
Lara looked from Kurtis's face to the large light up above. More tears began to steam down her face as she looked back down. She caressed his face with the back of her hand.
Lara moved herself down along Kurtis's body and tried to get as close as she could. Holding onto his arm, she rested her head against his shoulder. The exhaustion of running from everything in her life began to wash over her as she began to fall asleep.
Many hours later, Lara awoke with a start. Slowly she eased herself up off the hard floor.
Kurtis was gone. She swung her head around. But all there was was a red tint to the floor beside her. And the Chirugai. It was lying on the floor a few paces from her. Wiping her nose, she clambered to her feet and walked towards it. Picking it up from the floor, the blades snapped out of the grip as she held it. An orange glow began to emanate from it she turned it and looked it over. Placing her pack on the ground, she closed the blades and slid it in. Placing it on her back, she began to find a way into the Lost Domain
Four Months Later...
Lightning and thunder danced through the clouds above Croft Manor. Lara sat at the window of her room, examining the gun she held in her hand. Lightning ran through the dark sky again, showing her tired face. She looked to the writing table beyond her bed. Sighing, she got up from the sill and walked to it, throwing her gun down in the middle of the bed. Lara pulled open the drawer and the orange glow illuminated the depression on her face that she had suffered with since the day she walked out of the Strahov.
She lifted the Chirugai out of the drawer along with a letter she had written that morning. Setting then down onto the bed, she turned and reached into the closet and pulled out the bag the she had also packed. As she set it down onto the bed, Lara put her gun into it. She grabbed the Chirugai and the orange glow disappeared as it went into the bag. As she zipped it up, Lara took a glance at the letter she had placed on top of her pillows. It read:
My dear Winston,
I am sorry for leaving and not saying good bye or not letting you know where I am going. But the events that happened over 4 months ago and in Egypt have come to make me see that there is more to life than archaeological expeditions, or tearing my body to pieces to show the world that I am not some snot who lives in a big mansion with lots of money. You know what, you said once that no man would ever be able to attain himself to be my equal...but someone did. I held him in my arms as he took his last breaths. I have never been the same since. I'm leaving this place for a while and learn more about myself as a normal human...not Lara Croft, the renowned tomb raider. I'll be fine, you don't need to worry about me. I'll be back as soon as I can.
Sincerely with love,
Lara
She wiped at the tears that were forming in her eyes. Lara moved to the chair by the window and pulled her jacket off of it. She grabbed her bag off the bed and made her way out of her room.
Lara quietly strode through her home and made her way to the front door. Before she opened it, she turned and faced the large foyer and the grand staircases leading the upstairs. Tears brimmed her eyes as she opened the door and stepped out into the rain.
Going through the mud, she walked to her garage off the main gate to the estate. Lara made her way through the maze of cars and motorcycles until she got to the newest addition to her collection...
Kurtis's bike.
She picked the helmet off the bike seat and kicked the doors open. Rolling the bike out, she pushed it towards the gate. Lara pushed the button to open the gate and climbed onto the motorcycle. Strapping on the helmet and throwing the bag onto her back, she revved the engine and slipped it into gear. A thunderous roar echoed through the night and in her ears and she rode towards the empty night, tears running down her face.
Winston stood at the window in his nightclothes; in his hand clutched was the letter. He looked at it again and looked back to Lara as she pulled out of the courtyard. One tear streamed down his cheek as he whispered, "Take you time."
(A/N: hey guys, thanks for reading my story. Those who have read it before may notice some of the revisions that have been made to it. I would like to thank afi13dragonfly for her help in making this story into something better for everyone else to read. Anything else that can be made to the story to make it better would be greatly appreciated. Anyways...onwards to Chapter 2!)
"NO!" Lara yelled. Kurtis's Chirugai flew out from under his arm and decapitated the monster. Its head rolled across the floor as he fell onto his hands and knees. Crimson began to stain his shirt as he collapsed the floor.
Lara began to frantically look for a way down. Grabbing onto the ledge, she lowered herself down until his fingertips were on the edge. Closing her eyes, she let go.
Landing caused pain and fire to shoot up her legs. She hobbled over to Kurtis and rolled him over. Blood seeped from the wound heavily. Lara reached up and placed her hand over the wound and applied pressure.
"Hey, you're not supposed to be this nice." He whispered. She froze as he opened his electric blue eyes under her. Lara pulled her hand back and it was covered in blood. The injury in his stomach continued to bleed.
"Oh bugger," she whispered, and looked back at Kurtis with tears welling in her eyes, "What am I supposed to do when someone I care about...or love, is hurt?" Kurtis reached up and grasped a hold of her clean hand. Kissing her palm, he placed on his chest, over his heart. Lara rested her head against his fore head and began to cry softly. His heartbeat was beginning to slow.
"Shh, angel, shh..."he said quietly. Lara opened her tear-stained eyes and moved a lock of his hair away from his face.
"I love you." He said.
He closed his eyes...
And his chest stopped rising.
Lara looked from Kurtis's face to the large light up above. More tears began to steam down her face as she looked back down. She caressed his face with the back of her hand.
Lara moved herself down along Kurtis's body and tried to get as close as she could. Holding onto his arm, she rested her head against his shoulder. The exhaustion of running from everything in her life began to wash over her as she began to fall asleep.
Many hours later, Lara awoke with a start. Slowly she eased herself up off the hard floor.
Kurtis was gone. She swung her head around. But all there was was a red tint to the floor beside her. And the Chirugai. It was lying on the floor a few paces from her. Wiping her nose, she clambered to her feet and walked towards it. Picking it up from the floor, the blades snapped out of the grip as she held it. An orange glow began to emanate from it she turned it and looked it over. Placing her pack on the ground, she closed the blades and slid it in. Placing it on her back, she began to find a way into the Lost Domain
Four Months Later...
Lightning and thunder danced through the clouds above Croft Manor. Lara sat at the window of her room, examining the gun she held in her hand. Lightning ran through the dark sky again, showing her tired face. She looked to the writing table beyond her bed. Sighing, she got up from the sill and walked to it, throwing her gun down in the middle of the bed. Lara pulled open the drawer and the orange glow illuminated the depression on her face that she had suffered with since the day she walked out of the Strahov.
She lifted the Chirugai out of the drawer along with a letter she had written that morning. Setting then down onto the bed, she turned and reached into the closet and pulled out the bag the she had also packed. As she set it down onto the bed, Lara put her gun into it. She grabbed the Chirugai and the orange glow disappeared as it went into the bag. As she zipped it up, Lara took a glance at the letter she had placed on top of her pillows. It read:
My dear Winston,
I am sorry for leaving and not saying good bye or not letting you know where I am going. But the events that happened over 4 months ago and in Egypt have come to make me see that there is more to life than archaeological expeditions, or tearing my body to pieces to show the world that I am not some snot who lives in a big mansion with lots of money. You know what, you said once that no man would ever be able to attain himself to be my equal...but someone did. I held him in my arms as he took his last breaths. I have never been the same since. I'm leaving this place for a while and learn more about myself as a normal human...not Lara Croft, the renowned tomb raider. I'll be fine, you don't need to worry about me. I'll be back as soon as I can.
Sincerely with love,
Lara
She wiped at the tears that were forming in her eyes. Lara moved to the chair by the window and pulled her jacket off of it. She grabbed her bag off the bed and made her way out of her room.
Lara quietly strode through her home and made her way to the front door. Before she opened it, she turned and faced the large foyer and the grand staircases leading the upstairs. Tears brimmed her eyes as she opened the door and stepped out into the rain.
Going through the mud, she walked to her garage off the main gate to the estate. Lara made her way through the maze of cars and motorcycles until she got to the newest addition to her collection...
Kurtis's bike.
She picked the helmet off the bike seat and kicked the doors open. Rolling the bike out, she pushed it towards the gate. Lara pushed the button to open the gate and climbed onto the motorcycle. Strapping on the helmet and throwing the bag onto her back, she revved the engine and slipped it into gear. A thunderous roar echoed through the night and in her ears and she rode towards the empty night, tears running down her face.
Winston stood at the window in his nightclothes; in his hand clutched was the letter. He looked at it again and looked back to Lara as she pulled out of the courtyard. One tear streamed down his cheek as he whispered, "Take you time."
(A/N: hey guys, thanks for reading my story. Those who have read it before may notice some of the revisions that have been made to it. I would like to thank afi13dragonfly for her help in making this story into something better for everyone else to read. Anything else that can be made to the story to make it better would be greatly appreciated. Anyways...onwards to Chapter 2!)