Disclaimer: I don't own Lara Croft or any of the "Heroes" characters mentioned in this fic :)
AN: This is just something fun. It probably won't be very long and it's pretty darn AU after like, Ep. 18 of "Heroes".
Stealing Time
Chapter 1
Lara Croft smiled to no one but herself as she lifted the katana from it's modern resting place. Thank you very much, Mr. Linderman, she mused as she strapped it over her shoulder. She turned around, prepared to sneak back out of the office when a sudden movement caught her eye. In a flash one of her dual pistols was drawn and pointed in the same direction. The next thing she knew she was hearing the door shut on the other side of the room and the sword was gone.
She could hear alarms begin to blare as she took off at a run towards the door, intent on following whoever had just been there. Lara could see a short man with dark hair in a dark blue or black jacket running down the hall ahead of her and she began to sprint. The man rounded a corner; she followed. Get back here! She shouted inside of her head, hoping the man would run out of breath sooner than she.
He ran outside and she caught him just as he wrenched open the door of a dark blue Nissan Versa.
"Who are you?" Lara demanded as she forced the man to the ground, pointing a pistol at his head. "What do you want with that sword?"
Hiro Nakamura was in way over his head. He smiled slightly at the brunette woman with the British accent before speaking.
"My name is Hiro Nakamura," he told her in his broken English. "I come from Tokyo, Japan with my friend Ando to save New York but I need Samurai Kensei's sword to use my powers, please."
Lara raised an eyebrow at him and let him stand. "Get in the car, I'll drive."
"Why?" Hiro asked.
"We need to talk and we can't do it here, they'll find is in a few minutes. Get in." she demanded, taking the keys from him and taking off.
"My name is Lara Croft, I'm an archaeologist. I found that sword years ago in Japan. That man, Linderman, he stole it from me shortly after I found it." she explained as she drove towards the outskirts of Las Vegas, where she had found a rather small, nondescript motel. "You mentioned 'powers'?"
Hiro nodded fervently. "Yes, I have power to bend time and space! I can save New York from the boom-ka, the exploding man, but only with the sword."
Lara took a deep breath - this was turning into far more than she had bargained for. "Bending time and space, that's not possible, Hiro. What is possible, and quite important, is bringing that sword to the museum it had been on it's way to in the first place."
"Don't you see, Lara Croft? New York will be Hiroshima in not many days. November 8th!" he wanted so desperately for her to believe him. Maybe if she met another Hero? Maybe Mr. Isaaku? "There are others - like me. Isaac Mendez, in New York, paints future! And Nathan Petrelli, he flying man!"
She let out a short laugh. "It sounds like you've read far too many comics."