Chapter 5: Retrieving the Transmitter
Frist off, after this chapter, the posting might be delayed for a bit. My Laptop's going in for repairs to the screen. Noting to bad I believe, so I'll be back at it soon!
Disclaimer! I don't own anything. Resident Evil belongs to Capcom and Tomb Raider belongs to Core Design, Crystal Dynamics, and I think Square Enix. The only thing I own is the changes made to the stories of the Tomb Raider games/comics and Resident Evil games/comics/CG movies, the persion that has taken over Kathrine Warren's life, and Rose Warren. This story also will be bloody, violent, and have curseing. It's rated T for Teen.
Country: Philippine Sea, State: South of Japan, City: Dragon's Triangle, Place: Yamatai, Area: Mountain Temple, Month: August, Day: Tuesday 18th, Year: 1998, Time: 8:15 PM…
Lara put her pen in the side of her journal. She reread what she had written.
The thing about nightmares is eventually, you wake up. But there's no waking up from this place. Which means I'm really here, I'm really doing these things. No. Don't think about it, Lara. Not now. It won't help.
I don't know what's happened to the rest of the crew. I hope they're okay. They have to be. They have to be. I don't know what the hell is going on here, but all that matters is that Roth finds a way to get us home.
She sighed and looked to Kat as she shook. Kat looked at her words as she wrote. Writing it down, helped some. Reading what her thoughts were, made her just the smallest bit sick.
I thought killing someone would be hard. That my conscience would stop me; tell me it was wrong even if I was in danger. It didn't. Nothing stopped me from taking out my knife after cutting myself free. Nothing stopped me from stabbing into his neck. It was easy. It was too easy. Just a simple movement, a simple weapon.
I'm feeling sick, yet, it was necessary. Am I crazy? Is it wrong that it was so easy? Why is it so easy to kill…but so hard to forgive myself for doing it?
Maybe it means I'm still human. But I have to try and get passed this feeling in order to survive. The sick feeling of his blood on my hands. The way my mind seemed to switch from 'this is a human being' to 'it's life or death, kill him'.
Gods…Rose, please forgive me when you are old enough to understand. I had no choice. It was him or me. If I don't live and this is found…please forgive me.
They both stayed quiet, tucking their journals away and watching the fire a moment. Lara then stood.
"We've got to get moving. Roth's waiting for us." She told her blonde friend.
Kat nodded as she stood but saw a flickering light. "Lara, that cave…"
Lara turned to it. They both crossed the shallow river to the small cave and found some salvage…and a page from a journal.
25 July 1982
Days have passed since the plane crash. For a second time, we attempted to escape by boat...with disastrous results. I knew it would happen. Just like the first time, the calm sea turned hostile with no explanation. The moment we made for open water, the wind picked up followed by...an impossible wave. Like a child's toy, our lifeboat was smashed violently into the rocky shore.
Now, two more lie dead. Another is wounded beyond help. The others are starting to panic...and they are looking to me for a plan. I do have one, but it doesn't include them. They are weak and stupid...a liability in this place.
I suggested they make another attempt to leave, but I won't join them. To do so would be suicide. This is clear to me now.
Kat swallowed thickly. "This journal belonged to Mathias. It has to be him."
Lara nodded in agreement. "He was marooned here years ago. Was this the same man who was with Sam?"
Kat nodded. "Has to be, like I said. I was knocked out."
Lara nodded as she tucked the document away. "We…we should get moving."
"Yeah." Kat agreed. 'I hope we…no. We will not end up like him. There's no way.'
The two left the cave, crossed the river, then crossed the bridge. Just as they started to climb some steps, they froze, and then crouched at the sound of voices.
"Just got word from the west beach."
Kat and Lara moved up the steps listening in as they readied their weapons.
"Looks like a smaller group escaped into the lower forest."
"Maybe we get a hunting party down there."
They peered over some cover and saw two men speaking to each other.
"No, Father Mathias went himself. Told us to stay out."
Lara looked to Kat. "No guns for a bit." She whispered and turned back to the men, drawing her bow back.
Kat nodded, wishing she had a quiet weapon. Lara then fired an arrow at a wall.
"What hell was that!?"
As one walked away, Kat rushed the other one from behind and slit his throat, slowly lowering him to the ground shakily as Lara killed the other with an arrow shot. They then dashed up the stairs and came to a wall with a lip at the top. Lara turned around and boosted Kat up. Kat then turned and pulled Lara up with her good hand. Lara then jumped down into the small room, finding that the debris were flammable. She turned to Kat as they heard voices again.
"They're in here somewhere. Find them!"
Kat jumped down hissing out a wince from her gashed ankle. Lara turned to a glass lamp and drew back her bow again. She loosed, breaking the lamp and setting fire to the debris.
"What was that?"
"Shit…" Kat hissed as the debris burned away until there was nothing but embers.
"Quiet! Quiet!"
"You two, check that side!"
"Got it!"
Both looked up as they crouched low, and slowly walk through the burned embers and into a sort of wooden tunnel made from collapsed supports. They stopped when they saw the exit and flashlight beams.
"Keep looking! They've gotta be here somewhere!"
Kat drew her knife again and rushed the one that was right there, with his back to her and Lara. She wrapped her bad hand on his mouth and slit his throat with her knife. Lara stepped out and loosed an arrow at the one on a small bridge.
"You find anything on that side?"
"No, not a damn thing!"
"Whoa!"
"Hey, watch it…"
Kat and Lara loaded up on ammo from the bodies then started slowly across the bridge.
"How far down dose it go?"
"All the to the sea caves."
"Damn. Maybe they fell?"
Lara drew back her bow and loosed it at a man from their cover in the middle of the bridge. He fell off the side.
"No, I don't think so…"
"Fat chance." Kat hissed lowly.
Lara nodded and drew another arrow back as the other man that was speaking came into view. She loosed, getting a hit to his head and dropping him. They then moved off the bridge as the fire Lara had set started to spread. They stopped when they saw another man on an upper bridge above them. Lara loosed the arrow, taking him down. They then rushed to a wall, climbing it as Kat gritted her teeth against the pain in both her hand and ankle. Once on the solid ground, they stayed crouched and got behind some cover.
An arrow lodged into the side of their cover.
"There they are!"
"Fucking hell!" Kat yelled as she swapped her knife for her revolver.
"Move, Kat!" Lara yelled as a Molotov flew at them.
They ducked to the left as the glass shattered, spewing fire around the crates where they had been.
"Down below…get them!"
"Why not come down here and fight us!? Too Chicken?!" Kat taunted angrily.
"Don't encourage them, Kat!" Lara hissed as she loosed an arrow at a man.
"Hahaha, I'm gonna burn them outta there!"
"What the hell are you doing? You'll burn this whole place down!"
Kat aimed down her sights at the man who had spoken. "Try it, Pyro!"
"Hahah! Yeah! Burn!"
Kat pulled trigger twice. The bullet hit the bottle he held up, showering him with fire and burning him alive. Lara loosed an arrow at the last man, dropping him. It was too late. Both women ran from their covers and to a rope-like zip line. Fire raged around them as Lara pulled her pry axe out and looked to Kat.
"Wrap your arms around my neck!" Lara told her as she gripped her pry axe.
Kat shook her head and unstrapped her knife and sheath. "I'd add too much weight! Now go!"
Lara gritted her teeth and jumped onto the rope with her axe. She started sliding down and dropped at the bottom by an arch. Kat jumped on next yelling at the pain of her hand, feeling the vibration for the rope's twits through her knife. She dropped at the bottom and tumbled on her shoulder, cutting it on the stone steps.
"Are you okay?" Lara asked helping her to her feet.
"Yeah…" Kat nodded.
They saw a crate, walked over to it, and saw a diary page. They looked to each other and then read it.
When we washed up on this rock, the rain and wind pounded us for days. We couldn't build shelter or forage for food... Christ, we couldn't even move. It was like some enormous hand was holding us down.
Just as the storm was finally breaking, Father Mathias came to us. He was calm and soft-spoken. He seemed to know us... our names, where we were from. He spoke to us in our native language. We listened. As we listened, he told us the truth of this island. He offered us a choice: salvation or death.
Some chose to defy him. Without hesitation, he killed them immediately. Father Mathias didn't seem malicious or angry, just calm and decisive. As I stood there in the sand, wet with the blood of my comrades, I knew I could never refuse him.
"This is the diary of a man named Nikolai, one of the survivors on this island." Lara said as she turned the page over seeing a name.
"He mentioned Father Mathias. Just like some of them said." Kat said as Lara tucked the page away. "It has to be the same one as the diary and the man we met."
"Rest here a moment. They zip line wasn't good for your hand and the fall couldn't have been good for your ankle." Lara told her lightly pushing Kat to the crate.
Kat leaned on it and looked to Lara curiosity. "What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to take a look around. Just wait here." Lara told her and walked away.
Kat sighed as she closed her eyes. She struggled with the mental images of what she had been doing. Slitting men's throats, stabbing into their necks, shooting them. It was all so different. She lifted her head shaking it. She could not think about it. As much as her conscience was hurting and how scared she was, she had to survive. She opened her eyes and pulled her locket from her neck. She opened it and looked at the image of Sherry and her daughter smiling. She smiled lightly. She closed it and gripped it tightly in her good hand.
"I'll come home, sweetie. I promise." She muttered.
Lara came back over as Kat strapped her knife back to her belt. "I found an Edo period fan." She told her and held out the green folded fan.
Kat looked at it, tipping her head. "Could've been used by a noble or a villager."
"Just what I was thinking. Next Item box, I'll add this to it." Lara said and tucked the fan into a pouch. "Rested?"
Kat nodded. "Let's get moving."
They walked up the stairs and came to a wall with a crevasse. The tall crevasse was narrow, but climbable.
"Okay, we can do this." Lara told her. "Just go slow." She then slipped into the crevasse.
She put her legs up on one wall and her arms on the other. She slowly started climbing up that way. Once she was several feet up, Kat joined her in the climb. They would stop every so often as rocks started to fall then continue. Water soaked them as it started raining again and water poured on them, making the climb both harder and easier. They came to an odd curve but moved passed it. As Lara got to the top, she pulled herself up, then turned and helped Kat.
"How's your hand and ankle?" Lara asked her as Kat panted and shook a bit from the pain and exertion.
"Hurt like hell. But I'll live." Kat told her honestly. "How's your arm and side?"
"Same as you." Lara told her grabbing at her grazed arm. "But we have to keep moving. Once we get to Roth, we can really rest."
Kat nodded. "Let's go."
They flinched at the sound of distant gunfire. They then continued forward, carefully through some more collapsed wood support beams. They came to a tunnel as they heard wolf howls along with the gunfire. They were nearing the exit when they heard it. A yell of pain and anger.
"Get back!"
"Roth?!" Lara called out.
"Roth!" Kat called out as they rushed out from the tunnel and saw a campfire.
"Go on, get out of here!" Roth yelled at the wolves as he fired at them with his dual Tactical Pistols. "Go on!"
His left leg was ripped from the knee to his ankle, it looked like something bit and tore into him with teeth and claws. He fired a last shot at a wolf, downing it before he sagged to the ground painfully.
"Roth! We're coming!" Lara yelled running over with Kat not far behind her, though slower.
Lara got to him first as he struggled to scoot back toward his campsite under an old pavilion. Kat right after as Lara grasped Roth's shoulder to stop him from moving and looking to his leg.
"Thank god you're alive!" Lara breathed as Roth leaned back on a stone.
"That god's got nothing to do with it." Roth smiled as he lifted one of the Tactical Pistols, both of which were Remington's.
Lara took some cloth from some salvage and started to wrap it around his leg with a slender bit of wood, making a splint. Kat held Roth's leg still for Lara to start wrapping.
"It's good to see you too, girls." Roth said then hissed out a wince as Lara tightened the makeshift bandage.
"Sorry." Lara cringed as she looked to Roth. "They did a real number on your leg."
"Nuh." Roth brushed off as Lara tied it off. "Looks worse than it is." He assured.
"Have you heard from the others? Any of them?" Kat asked.
"Nothing." Roth told her. "Anything with your Sat phone?"
Kat sighed. "Not a good connection. I tried calling Chris, but there was too much static."
Roth nodded slowly looking down. He then pulled himself to his feet with the rock. Lara and Kat jumped to their feet.
"Wait!" Kat gasped moving to stop him.
"What are you doing?" Lara asked also moving to stop him.
He turned to them, leaning on the rock. "The wolves took my food pack." He explained. "The transmitter from the lifeboat's in it. If we don't get that back, we're not getting off this bloody island."
Lara shook her head feeling panicked as she looked at his leg. "Yeah, but you need…you need bandages, morphine, antiseptic…" She listed as Roth nodded along.
"Also, in the pack." Roth told them both, seeing that both were hurt, just not as bad as he was.
Lara's arms dropped then came to rest on her hips. "Shit." She groaned out.
"Exactly." Roth nodded. "Come here…" He said holding out an arm, needing help from them both to get to his camp and shelter.
Lara nodded and pulled the offered arm over her shoulders. Kat walked to his other side and looped his other arm over her shoulders.
"Come on." Roth told them nodding to the camp.
They stepped away from the rock. After maybe three slow steps, Roth's breathing changed. He stumbled and looked up, looking dazed.
"Oh no." Lara gasped as Roth fell limp, dropping and pulling both women down with him. "No, no, no, no." She panicked as they turned and looked him over. "Oh, don't you do this to me, you Northern Bastard." She growled with concern.
Kat checked his pulse. "He's alive. I think he passed out from the pain." She told Lara. "Let's get him out of this weather and to his fire."
Lara nodded. "Okay. Okay. You take his legs…I'll take his arms." She said as she stood and walked around to Roth's arms, grabbing them.
Kat nodded and stood too, grabbing his legs. "Lift on three?"
"Yeah." Lara nodded.
"One…two…three, lift." Kat counted.
Both grunted as they pulled Roth up from the ground and moved to the fire and under the shelter. Once they were by the fire, they struggled with putting him down gently. Lara then checked his pulse again and sighed with relief as she and Kat sat down.
"Thank god, he's still alive." Lara breathed as she looked to Kat.
"Yeah…" Kat sighed as wolf howls sounded in the distance. "And we have to get that pack back."
"No." Lara shook her head as she stood up. "You need to stay here, rest your leg, and tend to your hand." She took out the fan and put it on top of the item box. "You also need to stay here and keep an eye on Roth."
Kat wanted to argue, but sighed, knowing Lara was right. As much as she wanted to, she didn't know if her ankle had gotten worse and her hand needed proper bandaging. "Okay. Radio me if you need back up. Please."
"I will." Lara told her then walked out of the shelter.
She walked a few paces before stopping and stooping down. Wolf paw shaped prints were in the mud.
"Wolf tracks…" Lara breathed as she looked up from them. She gulped as she stood up looking to where they lead. "Oh god, what am I doing?" She sighed and looked up the winding paths seeing a wolf howl. "The packs up there somewhere."
She then moved to follow the tracks. As she did, Kat started searching the Village Plateau for salvage. As they moved through, Lara found that jumping from roof to roof top, that she recognized the ruined structures.
"These ruins…Kamakura period." Lara muttered shining her lit torch around her. "Was all this part of Yamatai?" She then saw a scroll on the floor and pulled it open.
After a fortnight, I was at last granted an audience with her majesty, Himiko of Yamatai. I must confess, she is unlike any woman I have ever encountered. Beautiful, yet inscrutable; calculating, even. She surrounds herself with her Priestesses of the Sun. No men attend her, save the general of her armies. When I met with her alone, I came to realize that she is not at all, what she seems.
I was sent by my lord to spy on her...to assess the strength of her armies. Now I feel she is the one assessing me.
My lord has perhaps underestimated the threat of Yamatai. Though I cannot gauge the true strength of her Stormguard, I cannot deny a powerful feeling that the Sun Queen should not be trifled with.
'An ancient scroll. It appears to be the recollection of an Imperial Chinese Ambassador's visit to the court of the Sun Queen.' Lara thought as she rolled up the scroll tucking it away for the item box later.
Lara then spotted Kat walk back to the fire with Roth and sighed before turning her attention back to the way up. She would have to use the roofs, ropes, and some old plan parts to get up to where she would see the wolf and where the tracks lead. A running jump and a swing on some posts got her to the plane. She jumped from one part to the next, grasping the edge and pulling herself up through the water that poured over her. She ran along the inside of this plane; it might have once been for passengers. Just as she got to the other side and it tipped back down, she was startled as a bolt of lightning hit a tree just a few paces down the path.
"What the—" She gasped at the sparks as the tree fell apart a chard ruin.
Lara then climbed up some ledges passed it. She then jumped onto the plane again, this time outside of it and on top. She ran across it, jumped off the end, and grabbed at the wooden ledge. The plane fell from under her legs and slammed into the other part with a grinding whine. She pushed the thought of near death aside, climbed up the last few ledges, and found herself at the mouth of the cave.
"The pack's in there!" She breathed out as she was pelted by the rain.
She walked slowly toward the cave, relighting her torch and getting her Beretta ready. She calmed her breathing and took slow breathes before stepping through the cave mouth.
"Here goes…" She muttered and walked into the cave slowly.
The ground was littered with bones, animal and human. She crouched to get into the small tunnel and moved slowly, breathing through her mouth. After a few paces, she stood up straight and swallowed hard. She jumped lifting her gun as a dark wolf ran into the open then vanished into the darkness. She waited a moment then walked forward through the tunnel. She could hear the beeping of the transmitter now.
"I just want the pack…that's all." She said lightly, trying to keep fear out of her voice, but it still made an appearance.
She turned a corner and saw the pack glowing red from the beeping transmitter. She walked toward it on top some bones and derbies. Lightning flashed through some open parts of the cave and illuminated a wolf's running silhouette on the wall in front of her. She jumped and spun around looking around. Nothing. She turned back around and kneeled. She grabbed the transmitter and clipped it to her belt, then grabbed the pack and slipped an arm though it. She turned around standing with a sigh.
"Got it…" She breathed then looked at the way she came, her only exit. "Okay, got to get this back to Roth and Kat."
She started walking, passing the smelling carcasses. She might have been halfway out when lightning flashed, and thunder cracked. In the flashes, Lara yelped. A large black wolf jumped out of the shadows and onto her, knocking her torch aside. On her back, Lara struggled with the wolf.
"Get…the hell…off me!" She yelled as she struggled and kicked the wolf from her legs.
The wolf shook its head then jumped on top of her chest, moving to snap its jaws on her head or neck. Lara threw up an arm, pressing it to the throat of the wolf, stopping it from biting her, but it fought her, snapping it's jaws at her face, anger or hunger wrinkling it's face. Lara spotted a sharp bone and grabbed it with her free hand. She then stabbed it into the side of the wolf's neck.
The wolf howled in pain backing up from Lara, making the bone shiv come out of the new wound. Lara dropped it and grabbed a broken arrow as the wolf leaped at her again, snapping at her face. Lara blocked the wolf by holding her arm at its throat. She then started stabbing the wolf's wound repeatedly with her arrow, the sound of metal cutting flesh and hitting bone filling the air. Lara could feel hot blood on her cold hand as she stabbed.
The wolf pulled back growling in pain as Lara changed her hold on the arrow. With both hands and zero hesitation, Lara stabbed the arrow into the wolf's chest, just below the base of the neck. A whimper sounded, and then a puff of air as the wolf fell limply on top of her. Lara panted and shuttered as she pushed the wolf off. She stood up, grabbing her gun and torch again.
"That was close." She muttered as she then walked back out of the cave.
Once out in the rain she extinguished her torch and bolted up a wooden ramp. She pulled her axe out and jumped from the ramp to the rope, zip lining down it to the village below. Making careful jumps and climbs, Lara was back on the ground and close to the campsite. She pulled the pack from her shoulder, opened it up, pulling out the first aid kit, and rushed over to Kat and Roth.
"You got the pack!" Kat smiled.
"I did. How's Roth?" Lara asked as she sat on Roth's right side as Kat moved to his left.
"Alive still. And still out cold." Kat informed as Lara opened the kit.
"Right." Lara sighed and took a breath. "Let's get him patched up, then you, then me."
Country: Philippine Sea, State: South of Japan, City: Dragon's Triangle, Place: Yamatai, Area: Village Plateau, Month: August, Day: Tuesday 18th, Year: 1998, Time: 8:34 PM…
Kat looked to Lara when Roth groaned and sat up. Lara stood up quickly and moved around to him.
"Roth!" Lara breathed happily as she assisted him while leaning up on a barrel and Kat moved to keep his legs from bumping anything.
Roth looked at the two and saw that they both had fresh bandages on them. The two visible ones being one around Kat's left hand and one around Lara's upper right arm. The two sat on either side of him. He looked to his leg and saw it was bandaged up rather well.
"It's not bad…" Roth smiled and looked from Lara to Kat then back to Lara. "Where dose a pair of young ladies like you two learn to do something like that?" He asked.
Lara laughed rolling her eyes. "Late shift at the Nine Bells." She said simply. "A wolf's got nothing on a broken bottle." She joked lightly.
"I learned a little here and a little there." Kat smiled, but it did not reach her eyes. "It's helps to be friends with the S.T.A.R.S. medic." Which it had been true, she had learned some from Rebecca, just not everything.
Roth smiled at the two and then saw the transmitter. "Hey, you got it." He gestured at it and made Lara and Kat smile. "Nice work."
Lara nodded then looked to Roth. "So, I assume the plan is to take that up to the radio tower?" She asked gesturing at the red glow coming from said tower.
"That should give us the best shot of broadcasting a strong signal in every direction." Roth stated and looked to Kat. "You might even get a better signal for your sat phone."
Kat lowered her head unsure. She knew how important taking down Umbrella was for Chris and the world as a whole. She also knew that if Chris or a friend of his came to get them before Himiko was taken down, it could spell death for them or being trapped on the island as well. It scared her to possibly mess up the timeline or put Chris in danger.
Roth noted that both women looked apprehensive. "Look, girls." He began. "We need to send out that SOS and I'm not climbing any time soon."
Lara sighed and nodded her head slowly. "Yeah, I was afraid you were going to say that." She said.
Roth put Kat's silence aside for the moment, looking to his ward fully. "You can do it, Lara." He told her as she shook her head closing her eyes. "After all, you're a Croft."
Lara snorted unamused. "I don't think I'm that kind of Croft."
"Sure, you are." Roth said as she shook her head.
He turned and looked to see Kat had found the professional climbing axe. He gestured for her to hand it to him. She handed it over, the red and silver steal glinting in the firelight.
He turned to Lara with it. "You just don't know it yet." He put the axe between them on the wooden floor.
Lara saw it and closed her eyes again for a moment. She sighed and shook her head. She then looked to Roth. "Well, let's hope I'm a fast learner, then." She stated then grabbed up the axe.
Roth grabbed her wrist gently, stopping her. "Just be careful, Lara."
She nodded and stood up. She replaced the pry axe she made with the climbing axe. She then picked up the transmitter and looked to the tower. "Come on, Kat."
"Just a moment, Lara. She'll catch up with you." Roth told her.
Kat stiffened as Lara nodded and walked a few paces away, looking over and planning her and Kat's path. Roth looked to Kat.
"You're scared. I get that." Roth told her. "But if the SOS doesn't work, Chris is the next best shot."
Kat put her head in her hands. "Roth, Chris and the other S.T.A.R.S. are trying to take Umbrella down." She told him. "They need to be as under the radar as much as they can. Chris pulling strings or favors to come get us would not be under the radar…especially with who all is on this team. Whitman, Lara, Sam, and I are pretty big names in our circles. It would make the news and then Chris wouldn't be able to do the work he needs to."
"You're forgetting that he can send someone out without it making its way back to him, Kat." Roth told her. "What are you really scared of? That's part of it, but what else."
She swallowed. 'He's going to die; the secret would die with him. Unless I save him.' She looked to him. "I haven't told anyone this. Ever." She started and then took a shaky breath, she trusted Roth and though she knew he would not believe her, she could trust him. "Since I was three, I've been keeping track of certain things. Stuff in Raccoon. Then when I was at collage with Lara, I started keeping an eye on more events." She sighed. "I was reincarnated into this life, Roth. My old life had memories of events. Very specific events and details. And up to now, those events from my old life's memories have come to pass and there's only more to come." She took a breath. "I can't call Chris, because this island will try to kill every person that comes into range of its storms. I don't want Chris to get hurt, he's like a brother."
Roth eyed her. He had heard crazy things before. Namely when Richard, Lara's father, went on a mad search for a way to resurrect his wife, Lara's mother. This was different. The why Kat said her confession, it was honest, not feverish like Richard or a fanatic. It was shaky like she was scared of talking about it or what she knew. What was clear was she clearly believed it. He would need proof. If she believed she knew the future because of some past life's memories, she would have to give proof of some sort.
"I want to believe you, Kat. You've got to give me something. Tell me of an event. Something of the near future." He told her.
She looked down and then at Lara who was farther away. "We get to the tower. We make the call. We get through to a search party pilot. We give him a signal. The plane comes and is taken out of the sky, that was once clear, and now its overcast by a storm that comes out of nowhere. Lightning strikes the wings, and it will fall. Lara and I will barely escape the crash's debris." She said, not knowing if she would, but made the presumption that if she was going with Lara, she would.
"We'll talk after that. If it really happens." Roth rubbed her shoulder. "But it could be just overactive imagination."
She shook her head. "You won't believe me until, then." She moved to stand, taking up the pry axe Lara had discarded and put it in her belt loop.
"Keep watch of Lara's back." Roth told her. "And good luck to both of you."