Tomb Raider: Family is everything

Authors Notes: Alright I've been watching the movies and playing the games and I had the most startling idea hit me on the head. What if Lara was a big sister. In my mind I thought it would be a great way to see how caring Lara could be for someone. I got to work making a little sister to her. I did my best to make the character fit the timeline, I haven't a clue where this fits in all of the games ( but for the sake of fiction lets just say it happened), I'm going to add some characters from the movies, like Alex and Terry.

Lara: Oh god, not both of them…

Me: Sorry dear but the story calls for both of them. I'm going to use the video game characters for the rest, so sorry all you Hillary fans. Also I hate to break it to you Lara but your not alone.

Lara: what do you mean?

Me: My other muse has followed me to this story, I told him he wasn't going to be part of it, but when I said Gerard Butler played Terry he went all nuts and followed me.

Lara: And where so happends is this fellow?

(Organ music starts playing in the dark corner of the writers bed room)

Me: How did he get an organ in here?

Erik: Erik has his ways Madame.

Lara: Oh god, he speaks in third person.

Me: Heh, Well as I said he to join us. He says he gets lonely, I don't know why he has a million Phangirls. I should know they stalk my house to get good pictures of him.

Erik: I prefer my solitude, you don't tend to make me look like Gerard Butler when you write my stories, which to me is a good thing.

Me: We better get on with the story…

Chapter one Lara Croft Tomb Raider

The sands of the arib desert in Bagdad were intolerable to most foriners. The Sun which light seemed to set skin on fire even by walking in it's gaze for a moment would send most of the outsiders to the local bars or some kind of shade. There was a wind picking up as a form came on top of a sand dune.

Lara Croft was called to Iraq because an old colige of her's had found something quiet unusual. Lara had on kakie shorts and a blue green top. Her army boots were strapped and ready to go. She pulled out her binoculars to give the scene a once over. Everything looked clear. She could see her friends jeep near a large home that she assumed to be the place that they would be exploring.

"Hey Lara." Said Zip's voice in her ear. "hows the heat?"

"Refreashing. God I miss this place."

"You say that about every place you go."

"I'll give you that one." She said smirking. She walked down to see an older man come out of the shelter he had taken.

"Miss Croft, good to see you." Said the man. He had an American actsent. His name was James Gordwin. Lara had knowen the man from her schooling back in England.

"So what do you think me have here?"

"You know the stories of Sinbad don't you?"

"Also knowen as Ibn-Batotal or sinibad. Yes I have heard of him, why?"

"I think inside of here is where he has kept all of his welth."

"Really?" she said looking at the structure, the acutecture looked correct. "this could be very promusing. How far have you checked the area?"

"Extensivly, well as well as my old bones can carry me."

"that's why you called me?"

"that and I need you opinion Lara. You do have a way of finding things." He said smirking.

Lara couldn't complaine, "What do you think is in there?"

"Everything Sinbad owned. Which should be a hell of a lot." He said. "Now Lara do you want free righn?"

"Sir you know the right way of talking." She said as she started to walk into the building. The inside looked like no one had used it for years. It was a pitty such beauty was distroied by simple neglect. She ran her hands up and down the walls. She then turned one of the walls seemed off. "that's odd." She mutterd as she started to knock her fist agenst the walls still she heard a hollow thud. "ah, so that's where they put it." she said. She pulled out of her knifes and started to cut out a door. Then with a strong kick the door opened. " I think I might have found something."

No one came running in. Lara shrugged she wasn't going to wait so she light a glow stick and walked in. inside was the most extravagant form or welth she had seen in the last three months, if you forget the golden cities in peru, the jade palace in Japan… and many others, but this still took her breath away. Mounds of old and jewles were on display in such ways that it was obvious that the owner of all of this was trying to make some since of the large amount of riches.

"Oh his is wonderful. Mr Gordwin! I found it! Aren't you going to come in?!" she shouted a little louder.

"No Lady Croft he's not coming in." said a different voice behind her. She turned to see a man in a white t-shirt and brown trousers. The man was around her age and had a scar that ran from his right eye threw his noes and to the left side of his mouth. His right eye was light blue probably from what ever gave him that scar while the left eye was dark brown.

"Who may I ask are you?"

"I'm called David by those I prefer not knowing, but the ladies call me Davy."

"Then I'll call you David for I don't care to know you. Now where is My Gordwin?"

"Dead, hope you don't mind, the old coot would have tried to stop me from taking the gold."

Lara didn't give away her greff but years of people dieing in her line of work took a toll on her mental health. "How do you know I won't you eather?"

David shot her a sleazy smile. "I thought about that too." He pulled out his gun at the same time as she had hers out on him. "If you shoot your dead."

"If you shoot your dead too." She said. "In chess we call this a stalemate."

"I never do stalemates." He said.

Lara gave the room a quick look around then noticed a small window on the roof that she could easly get her grappling hook into and get out, yes she would lose the treasure but the important thing was to get out. She knew that. She looked back at David and smirked. "You know, we don't have to call it a stalemate."

David knitted his brow. "How so?"

"We could always you know, become partners, I mean you want the gold I know where the rest of it might be." She only had to keep this game up until he took his guns down.

"there's more?"

"tones, it would make you rich, very, very rich."

David thought for a long moment. "and what will you do after you show me the rest of the gold."

"Not all that is treasure is gold." She said with a wink.

That's what did it. he lowerd his gun and faster then he could blink she had her grapple hook in the roof and was swinging out of the room. She got to the roof to hear him shooting up at her she jumped off and into the jeep that Mr. Gordwin had been using. She would have to call his family once she got to safty and tell them the bad news, she hated doing that. She turned the jeep on as a group of men started shooting at her. Lara pulled out on of her guns and shot back killing two of the men instantly. Then with a gun of the engen she was out of there.

"Hey Lara you alright?" Zip said.

"Fine as can be, but I'll need the number for Mr. Gordwin's family, I'm afraid he didn't live threw the adventure." She said looking in her rear view mirror to cheat and see that no one was following.

"We have a letter that was deliverd for you here at the manor." Said the buttler.

"oh Windston! Where have you been."

"Very buissy madame but if you would like I have scaned the letter into the computer and sent you vea E-mail." The old man said.

"Right, I'll check on it as soon as I get to my hotel."

"It's quite urgent."

"How urgent could it be."

"It's from you father."

Lara stopped the Jeep. Her father had been dead for a good ten years. Why would a letter be sent to her now? She opened up her back pack and puled out her laptop and turned on the enternet. She got to he e-mails avoiding the spam and when stright to the one that Windston sent her. She clicked on it, the letter written in her fathers hand writing said the following:

My Dearest Lara,

If you are reading this then many things have gone wrong. For one I have died, I have died not letting you know that you are not alone my child. You see after you mothers 'death' I met another woman who was a widow her self. She was childless and I had comforted her and I'm sad to say but we fell inlove. Do not hate that thought my child for I did and still do love that woman, and even thought we both had a place in our hearts for our former spouses we found a way to be happy.

Lara I wrote this letter in the hopes that you would never have to read this. I was hoping that by the time you were eighteen I would tell you of what happened. My child, you are not alone. For you see the woman I fell in love with ,her name was Hellena Gates, her and I had a child together. I know now that the child is female and that the girls name is Abby. She's American but I wrote to them saying she was of our noble birth. Lara if you are reading this letter then you have never knowen about the girl in which you will be meeting soon. Very soon.

Back then I knew her mother was ill. Abby tested negitive to the disease which is a good thing, but her mother won't last long. But you reading this means her mother has died. She has no family other then you. Please Lara take the child in, she is nine years younger then you. I beg of you my dear. The girl and you will be great friends. I promuse you.

Your loving Father

Richard Croft

Lara didn't know what to say, she had a sister? How could this be? She had always said her father had many secrits. But a living family member? It seemed strange in a way. What was the girl like? Could they even get along, there was no doubt in Lara's min about letting the girl into her home. This girl, Abby, the girls name was Abby. Abby would be welcomed into her home. Maybe Croft Manor would feel more like a home if there was actually family there…

A/N: Okay tell me if you have like this story or not. This is my first fanfiction that I planed on posting here so please don't flame.