Chapter 1: The Capture

"Shit!" Lara thought as two large men held her down. She was in the catacombs of a small town in Italy before she was ambushed in the dark by a group of men. She had tried to get away but her guns didn't work and their speed was amazing. They were just too fast. Now she was trying to wriggle free, but those that were holding her down had a firm grip on her, there was no way to get out of this one. She looked at the three men that were sat on throne-like chairs. They seemed to be grinning at her in a very demonic way. Their eyes were red and they were extremely pale. She would have said that they were vampires if she hadn't already seen them when she went to Sunnydale. These men looked nothing like those vampires.

The man who was sat on the middle throne stood up and walked towards her.

"It seems that we have a celebrity in our presence," he smiled. "Lady Lara Croft, it seems that you have finally got too nosey for your own good."

"Yeah what of it? I'm a curious girl," She smiled sweetly back.

"Yes but not in our territory," he said. "Now the question is what to do with you."

"I don't understand, I hadn't found anything before YOU attacked me."

"Yes but what you were looking for is ours and we don't like beign stolen from," the man retorted.

One of the other men spoke up.

"Stop your prattling Aro, just dispose of her, she can't leave now." Aro sighed and looked back at the man.

"You don't seem to know who this woman is Marcus, she is the world famous archeologist Lara Croft. She managed to get rid of Natla and many others that threatened the exposing the supernatural world."

"Impossible, no-one could kill Jacqueline Natla." The one called Marcus said.

"Hey!" Lara exclaimed.

"It's true," Aro carried on. "She could be useful to us, she has always had a talent for finding things and had a knack for escape."

"She didn't managed to get away this time," the other man said.

"Well that was because she was captured by Felix and his men," Aro retorted. "Even our kind has trouble getting away from him."

"Excuse me but what exactly are you?" Lara spoke up.

"Oh my, forgive me Lady Croft," Aro smiled sweetly. "My name is Aro, this is Marcus and Caius, we are the Voultori."

"So you are what?"

"Surely someone like you know what we are Miss Croft."

She looked at the two men behind the one called Aro, and gasped. She had seen pictures of the one on the left. She had seen him in a painting that was dated from hundreds of years ago. She didn't understand because she had seen it in one of the books that she had read when she was working with the slayer. It was from a book with only one topic.

"Vampires," she muttered.

"Correct," Aro said.

"But I don't understand, I've seen vampires and I've fought them and they were not impervious to harm like these guys are." She nodded to the men holding her down. Aro sighed,

"Please don't compare us to those horrible half breeds, those vampires are mindless demons."

"O.K. so your vampires, I've kept the secret before, why don't you let me go and you'll never see me again." Lara said. This made Aro laugh.

"You don't seem to understand my dear Lara, your skills will be very useful to us. What do you think, Marcus." He looked at the man on the left and then to the man on the right. "Caius"

"Do as you wish," Caius said. Lara did not like where this was heading. If only Willow was here, she would know what to do. She had made good friends with the witch and she would have thought of a way to get out of this. Aro looked to the other man.

"Marcus?"

The man sighed, "Fine do it, but you know what to do if it goes wrong." No this wasn't good at all, they couldn't make her a vampire, she would become an enemy to her friends. Her adventures would be over, they were going to take everything away from her.

"Yes of course," Aro waved him off carelessly. He came closer to Lara and cupped her face in his hands. Suddenly she felt violated, it seemed as though he was looking straight through her. Her whole life passed before her eyes. Aro smiled sinisterly,

"Yes, you have much potential indeed." Lara struggled to try and get away but it was no use. "This may hurt a little." He opened his mouth and bit into her neck. She suppressed her urge to scream as she felt the poison enter her bloodstream. She slowly began to feel weaker and weaker as the man drained her of her blood and just before she passed out the man stopped. The man gasped for air and slowly wiped the blood from his chin.

"Oh my you do taste good, I almost couldn't stop myself. I haven't done this in so long you see." But before he could carry on the woman passed out from the poison.

"Felix, take her to a room and make sure that everything goes smoothly."

"Yes sir," Felix answered before he picked up the woman and carried her out of the throne room.