Time Lord Story: A Twist of Archeology~ A Time Lords Companion
Parallel Worlds Collide
Chapter One: The Life of Two People
Written and Co-Written By: Kayleigh Foster & Wesley McCall
{Either of us neither own or establish rights to Lara Croft series aka Tome Raider genre, or Doctor Who shows, series or any associations of characters or places of both fields…all rights go to the ones that made these, !!NOT!! Us}
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Winston had begun his daily duties in the Croft Estate, currently in the kitchen polishing the achievements of his mistress Mrs. Lara Croft, whom was taking part in a Alaskan excitation in the south mid-boarder of the states and Canada. Dusting the stuffed trophies, it was when the phone began to ring. Setting his cleaning products aside on the mirror-like reflection of the marble counter was when Winston made his rounds, as he picked up the other end, and began sternly, "Croft residents…how may I be of assistance." It was then a deep voice spoke, "I need to speak with Mrs. Croft." Winston could not place the voice; so reaching for the nearest scratch pad and writing utensil, as Winston began to respond to the mysterious stranger, "She isn't available at the moment, may I take a message?" Taking the fine-etched fine pointed pen; Winston tapping the weight of the cap to the spiral bindings, as the stranger reluctantly replied over the phone in disappointment, "Just…tell Mrs. Croft he's' coming." Only silence on the other end, as the Winston skimmed the caller I.D to find it withheld of area range. Winston could only sigh in a reluctant effort, adding lightly to himself aloud, "Lady Croft, how do you end up in these situations…"
(*About South West boarder of Juneau, Alaska; along the Canadian Boarder)
An elegant figure of the team lead archeologist; known world-wide in her efforts of discovery, and mishaps that always surround this ruthless female assailant, dressed in camo- black'white pants, mid-ankle Cat boots and matching grey and white winter coat. Looking over the ruins as her team continued their excavations one of few leading to Avalon site. Since the previous events of Excalibur, all was and had been missing the little piece of the puzzles To find her mother; retracting the focus from her team to the nearly placed sight, it was then she whispered to herself as the wind continued to nip at her, "Its out there somewhere, I'll find…"
Her desired trinket so to speak was a circular pendant; in the need to find her mom, skimming the scroll bar of her phone the pyro design carved into the powerful device. From achieves in her library, it along with legends to hold the powers to open portals across time, and even space. Flipping open the designated bar of her inventory screen of her sleek phone, Laura began to type the desired coordinates; with her gloved fingers, "123`30-30". Getting onto the snowmobile; as the engine kicked to life; it was then she heard her familiar contact from over the years known to her as zip; his familiar comforted her as she began to drive off ,while saying through her secured blue-tooth head set, "Lara…" "I'm here Zips, give me the scoop," Lara Croft loudly begin to speak over the revving engine, "Reading you loud and clear, Zips." Glancing over the small protective screen; Lara saw the video feed, as Zips continued to speak, "your near your destination, about 300 slight north of your current position from your punched in coordinates." As Zips slender figure could be seen over the screen relay feed; while examining the upper group of mounted screens; while continued once more pressing numerous keys adding once more, "I'm feeding your visual coordinates." Lara could only smirked in aberrations, as she quickly looked over the geological layout, while responding once more revving her vehicle to a near halt to the sight, "you never stop amazing, Zips." As the sight of the screen went suddenly blank; Lara found the momentum to disconnect the conversation; as she ventured near the astounding icy empty tome, of an icy rock type formation ruins, sorta designed in a Aztec / Egyptian stance, as she slowly turned off the engine, and studied the her position on the map…
(*Somewhere far off in the deep null of space and time, hovers a blue box that illuminates Police on the Cover. We find the doctor pushing in some coordinates on some mounted screens, while flustered hitting the alien tech w/ a simple mallet of a hammer… )
The doctors' thin figure bent over the large panels of flashing screens; the last remaining time-lord and lonely traveling combatant. His thoughts turned to the recent activities of erasing Donna Nobles mind, as well as the defeating of lone wolf jumbled his mind. Sweeping the few lint fragments off his matching blue suit; and murrain fleece tie, and brown overcoat, the doctor wondered the events to come. Then before the remaining time-lord knew it; the TARDIS immediately jumped as the flash of warning screens flashed errors, as the Doctor rang out in his smooth erratic thick British accent, "Come, on…what now." It was then the whole ship rocked nearly knocking the doctor from his feet, as the controls begin to spark repeatedly. Just as the sight of the last remain coordinates were immediately dis-played on screen… outside the complacent of both Alaska's Capital, and boarding neighbors of Canada. Reading this the Doctor was then immediately thrown, as the ship swooped un-controllably and hindering the Time-Lord un apparel state of being knocked out.
(*About South West boarder of Juneau, Alaska; along the Canadian Boarder, ruins of temple)
Lara Croft had made her way into the tome easily said than done; and coming down the slippery steps-her set of nine-millimeter handguns poised for action, as she descended to a lower cavern. The slush-type snowy / stone apparel from the exposed opening stretching from what appeared to be yards away, but something was off. Making her way further through the near collapsed ruins; Lara Croft hadn't the faintest clue of traps, as she pursued cautiously through the catacomb of empty ruins. The sound of lush snow under her boots; as Laura found herself in the dense opening of a large inclined catacomb, with odd indentions carved in the walls, "traps" she meagerly thought to herself, as she began making her way down the smooth area. Then avoiding the loose of cobble fallen derbies from above, as she flew ever so gracefully forward, Laura found of a faint "click." Under her right foot was a concealed trap mechanisms; as the sound of a winding up was heard, holstering her handguns Lara darted for the exit at the end of the slop walk-way.
Furiously, Lara immediately dashed further and further, as the sweeping motion of darts flew left and right, clashing against the sheer frosted sidings of the walls. Sprinting further, along the walkway, as Laura fought the heavy breaths of fatigue and exhaustion of the cold something of the sharp darts barely whizzed by her ear. Cutting it as a close call; Lara Croft could make out the end of the hall, just a meter or so, as the sound of the tomb door could be seen closing as Laura cursed with disappointment, "crud…" Passing onto the slick floor sideways; skidding as she went shimmery through the cereous of the almost closing door and made just barely into the next room. With the sealed shut, Lara found the treasure see was seeking gleaming vibrantly against the exposed shaft openings.
As she began to study the room just as the others wide, open space, as the sight of helpless flakes frisked helplessly in the room, as the sight of her own breath could be seen, noting the harsh environments temperature. Gracefully Lara Croft neared the rooms center, as she noted the worn away coat, and shimming out of the coat found her self in view of the pet stool in the center of the room, but something didn't feel right and her instinct was usually right. And the sway of room felt wrong; cautiously, Lara felt watched darting her eyes, of her rose-colored shades, Lara found nothing and ventured further onto the rooms walk way. The sway of the room felt off balance; as Lara Croft felt the tremor of the entire room shake, while nearly knocking her off balance, as she then raced across the narrow path. The sound of her own heart pounding in the back of her mine, as Lara narrowly escaped the projectile ice sickles massively falling over head, until she then found herself narrowly sheltered under the safe haven of the pet stool's contrasted platform.
Eventually, the room steadied to a narrow halt, as Lara Croft pulled out her phone as she studied the hieroglyphs of a strange familiar glyphs that glowed a mysterious green tint. Snapping a shot of the glyphs; and Lara turning on the headset saying aloud, "alright; zips…sending you the scripted words from the ruins, can you make out something." "Give me a moment;" Zips spoke aloud over the sound of the furious sound of typed keys, as he responded once more, "The glyphs match those of Egyptian and Aztec similarities, and…oddlythose of Kyra glyphs a few years back." Lara growing impatient; she retorted vainly, "but; what does it indicate Zips." Hearing the ratting of heavy keys over the phone, Zips answered confusedly, "a poem of sort, but the there is a lower level, where the artifact is located." Lara couldn't believe verses of poetry; nearly escaping death like usual; she has to figure out riddles, rubbing the side of her temples nearly freezing only her black long sleeve shirt to protect her from the cold. Then Zips voice cutting into the moment of silence, while adding shortly, "I can't make sense of this, probably you can." Cutting the talk short; Lara opened the file of the verses making sense of the verses scrolling as she went, reading:
-I look to sunrise on the horizon, Basking in the fiery light, my eyes look like amber,
-I spread my wings wide. Ready for flight, pushing off the perch, gliding in mid-air, my wings shine of moonlight, with slight beauty.
-Hunting my prey is difficult, but I suppose that's life, I am a symbol of resurrection. I am a proud; bold image, I am magnificent of those of eagle.
Pondering; intensely, toward the verses of poetry Lara couldn't put her finger on the answer, but it seemed to be on the tip of her tongue. As she cleverly thought to herself, "I survived Egypt, run ins with the law, and fought off Lord knows what and been to faraway explorations, but you cant figure a simple verse or two of a lyric." Turning her attention to the glyphs; once again pulling her phone back into her inventory as she briskly touched the etched some-what familiar / unknown text as the platform began to shake as she felt the platform jolt, and kick ever so slightly as it began to go into the unknown depths of the tombs under belly. Instinctively, Lara Croft drew her pistol, as the mechanism began to take her deeper into the icy ruins. Taking a torch from her pack sloppily slung onto her shoulder, as the once dark room became brightened by the caring flare. As the mechanism came to a steady halt into a lower chamber hidden deep, and jackpot.
Tossing the flare to the side; ensuring no danger located through the chamber, as she whispered softly aloud, "Oh! what's this now." Making her way through the large chamber slightly lit by the flare; Laura Croft reached the mist of the room on a spot, as her phone began to beep! Retrieving the portable shovel from her pack; retrieving the phone from her pack as the continues vibrations carried on. Hitting the touch screen on the sleek design phone, Laura read the devices locator just under the spot she was on of an uprising slab. Levering the shovel under the large slab of surface rock; watching as bits of debris fell aside, along with the stone.
Laying the shovel aside; through the success of man-power Laura Croft found a stone mechanism; as she genially pressed the device, a soft click could be heard. Drawing her pair of handguns; Laura stood her ground, as the wall on the far end slightly pulled back and quack. Jumping back; Laura watched as the wall pulled upwards, as the room began to glow an intense green of expanded hieroglyphs illuminating the room, revealing a carved opening into the wall. Oddly; Laura seen these symbols and couldn't decipher most of them, but know she could interpret it like plain almost English…
Then Laura's' sights were drawn toward a small oddly placed hexing gold plated slab; venturing toward the odd shaped slab, Mrs. Crofts attention on the item. Making her way toward the end of the illuminating room; reaching the end of the chamber she could read the warnings like the green holographic glyphs all around her, "As the war of time ends, A new evil shall rise bringing the angel of death." Drawing her phone out of her pack, Laura Croft took a couple of pictures of the warnings as she sent them to Zips, as the service in this place was for crap, but enough to send a shot his way. Ushering closer to depict the writing; as she began on a curious note, "this shouldn't be here," Just as Laura put away her phone into her pack as she tried to retrieve the slab and began to grow weak, as she pulled it off the wall, and suddenly blacked out….