Tomb Raider: - Unfinished Business.

This is my first story so please be fairly nice. I am sorry if there are any discrepancies within this story. Also to understand this better you may wish to watch Deus Obscura and Deus Manifestum (a fan film) on YouTube as this is based after those. Happy reading (hopefully)!

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Chapter 4: Pain and Frustration.

She was running out of energy and fast. Blood was dripping down her arm and she could barely breathe, her ribs feeling like they were caving in on her organs. Lara Croft stumbled down into an alley way holding onto the wall for support. Her right leg had a massive gash caused by the explosion and blood was sliding down her leg and into her boot.

"Wow Lara you really get yourself into some great situations." She leant against the wall and slid to the floor. Realising that she needed to cover up her wounds she tore off the bottom of her shirt and then ripped that into two pieces. She tied the smaller piece around her arm with no fuss but when she tried to tie the bigger piece around her leg she yelped in pain. Taking a deep breath she took the strap of her bag and bit down on it hard.

"Just do it quickly" she thought to herself and with one swift tug she tied the shirt piece tightly around the wound. Her breathing became significantly quicker due to the pain. As she was getting used to the pain she remembered that her belongings were still in her room at the hotel and that included her trusty modified Browning BDM pistols. "Ah, in the name of the Allfather." She thought, planting her face into her hands. Rising to her feet she decided to see if she could get them back. "Hmm…I should probably leave you here." Looking around she found a little nook behind a dumpster that she could stash her bag in. Even though she was still in pain she made her way back towards the hotel.

She knew full well that she wouldn't be able to just walk in the front door so Lara headed towards the back. Looking up at the building the adventurer concluded that it would be better to climb the outside as far as she could in her current state. Taking another deep intake of air, she approached the wall and began to climb. Luckily for Lara the building was old so it had many nooks and crannies making it easier to climb.

As she reached the third floor she looked up and saw a lot of loose brick work. She wouldn't be able to climb any higher without something coming loose causing her to plummet to the ground. She would have to go inside. Lara headed for the nearest window but as she reached it she could hear voices on the other side.

"How this building passed inspection is beyond me?"

"Quit whingeing we're getting paid for this aren't we?"

"That doesn't make me feel any safer."

Lara was holding to the windowsill listening. With the little strength she had she pulled herself up high enough to catch a glimpse of the people inside. The two man inside were heavily armed with what appeared to be a variant of the Beretta AR70/90 assault rifle. It was clear they were part of a SWAT team.

"My day just keeps getting better and better." she whispered. As the adventurer heard the two SWAT members footsteps die out as they walked down the hall, Lara climbed through the window. Exhausted by the climb up Lara fell to her knees. Gathering her remaining strength and determination she crept to the door and opened it enough so she could look into the corridor. It was deserted. As lightly as she could she headed to the staircase at the other end. Judging by what the SWAT man had said Lara deduced that the explosion had sent shockwaves through the hotel causing it to become more unstable.

Reaching the floor below her room, she saw that the stairs leading further up had collapsed. Getting more frustrated by the minute, she headed around the corner only to dash into a doorway as voices and footsteps could be heard approaching. Lara's heart sunk as she was pulled into the room and pinned down which didn't do he aching body any good.

Looking up at the man pinning her down, she recognised his blue eyes. "Bloody hell Angelo! Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" she muttered angrily. Angelo released his grip and help Lara get to her feet.

"Is that what I get for telling you about Marco Polo's book of wonder?" Angelo laughed brushing back his long blonde hair and putting his glasses on his head to hold it in place. Lara was again holding her side. "Why are you back here? You know if any else walks in I will have to arrest you right?" he was now pointing at his badge. Lara strode across the room and sat down on the bed to see how bruised her side was.

"Wow" said Angeloputting his head to the side. Lara glared at him causing him to turn around to avoid her wrath.

"To answer your question, I'm here to get my things…" the footsteps were getting louder, "and by the sounds of it I need you to distract them while I go out the window."

Angelo sighed, "The things I do for you. Oh you wanted to know where that guy you were looking for was staying." Lara rose from the bed, "He's in an apartment" he thrusts a piece of paper at her, growing more desperate as they were running out of time. "And those mercs weren't working for the L'oscurità Del Destino. They were working for some guy name Tollorov or something like that." The voices were so close now that they may as well have been just outside the door. Angelo gestured for Lara to go and with a slight bow she left through the window and begun to climb again.

As Lara was trying to climb up to her floor her mind was reeling.

"It wasn't L'oscurità Del Destino?" "Tollorov?" "Who the hell is Tollorov?"

She had only just climbed through her window when the windowsill had broken off the plummeted to the floor below. Her leg was throbbing by this point and the rags she had covered the wounds with were now coated with her blood.

Lara surveyed her room, everything was everywhere. There was no way that this was caused by the explosion. Someone had gone through her belongings. She was now so frustrated that she kicked the leg of the bed. "I am full of wondrous ideas today." She said rubbing her toe. The adventurer began to search for her faithful guns as well as a knife given to her by a friend who she had recently lost. No matter how much she looked she couldn't find either of them.

"Bloody hell!" as soon as she shouted this she put her hand over her mouth, hating herself a little bit more. Rushed footsteps could be heard heading towards her and she rushed back to the window. "I really love my life sometimes." With no other choice she jumped out of the window, aiming for the skip below.

This was by far her worst idea she had had that day. A violent throbbing sensation coursed through her right hand side. Keeping an eye firmly on the window Lara managed to stifle her howl of pain. She spotted someone looking out of the window and, even if she wanted to, right now she couldn't move if she tried. But luckily for her the person looking out of the window was Angelo. He winked at her and turned back into the room. Even from where Lara was she could hear him yelling.

"What the hell Carlo! You got me all excited for nothing! I thought I was going to see some action." the man named Carlo could be heard apologizing over and over. Lara could now breathe a little easier, well she couldn't because of her ribs. Hauling herself out of the skip, she dragged her aching body back to the alley way she stored her bag.

With more questions than answers, Lara collected her bag from behind the dumpster and looked at the piece of paper Angelo had given her. "Via Dei Banchi Vecchi. Let's see what you have to say for yourself." With a new goal ahead of her, Lara set off still holding her, now heavily bruised, side.