As Lara stepped out of her car, she looked at the old mansion with narrowed eyes, "It's time for some change here." Lara burst through the door; she saw Jeeves, her butler, scurry to greet her, "Miss Croft," He bowed his head. "Jeeves, we're going to tear this place apart." She grinned as she placed her finger on her chin, "Hand me a drawing book and pencil. We are going to remodel this dump. Old Lara is gone, the new one will rule!"
In time, Lara had sketched every room of her house, the exterior as well. "This bed has to go, and these curtains... ugh! No time to waste, Jeeves, call a carpenter, interior and exterior designer, painters, sculptors, pool builders, gardeners, and... The pizza boy!" Jeeves hustled to the phone and made his calls while the "new" Lara made more modifications. "Ooo, and call a clothing designer!"
Within an hour or two, everyone Jeeves had phoned was there. Lara was busy giving orders, being sized, and eating pizza. "I want an extra room built for my pool, and another one for training." Lara felt her body flush with excitement, "Sheesh, this is fun! Old Lara was so boring."
"What exactly do you have in mind for your first outfit?" The clothing designer (Becky), asked. Lara thought, "I want a cat suit; a black one. You know, made out of leather. And then I want some gray and white camouflage pants. Oh, and some khaki shorts with a black belt. Is that enough for now?" Becky looked up, "Whatever you want, Miss Croft." "I think that's enough for now; can you make these by yourself, or do I have to stay here?"
"No, I have the sizes, you can go." Lara scurried away to the kitchen where the designers were putting in marble tops and making the room more colorful. 'All's well here.' She thought. Next, she hurried upstairs to her bedroom. The people there were setting new furniture and 'getting rid of those horrid drapes!' Lara almost gagged at the one's that were there before.
Lara surveyed her home and everything seemed to be in order. "Now, I need to see Becky." Lara looked over the railing and smiled, 'It's clear.' she said to herself. She stepped back from the railing. Everyone stared as Lara jumping from the second floor. She landed with a thud and nonchalantly walked to Becky. "Do you make boots?" Becky nodded, "Alright then, I need some black one's to match my cat suit. Then, I need some more tank tops; Make them in blue, green and black only. No bright shades. Next, I need some garter belt sort of things. Not fluffy and stuff, but plain. We'll discuss dresses later. When do you expect to be done with all of them?" Becky stared at her long list, "A couple weeks at the most." Lara nodded and went to check on her added rooms.
Before Lara knew it, everyone had gone. "Jeeves, I want you to call three more people."
"Yes, Miss Croft." Lara eyed him, "Jeeves, I call you by your first name, it's only polite to call me by mine. And talk once in a while! From now on, things will be different." She sighed happily as she told Jeeves who to call.
Lara glanced at the clock, 8:00. Just then, the doorbell rang. Jeeves went to the door, but Lara opened it, "Hello, and you are?" A muscular man of average height walked in, "I'm the car builder/mechanic." Lara nodded and told him what she wanted, "I want a motorcycle, dirt bike, four-wheeler, an Astin Martin, and a jeep. Can you make snow and water vehicles as well?" He nodded and she continued quickly, "Then I want a jet ski, sea-doo, and a snow-mobile. That should be it." The mechanic's jaw dropped, "You better be rich Miss, cause all this is gonna cost you." Lara's face went serious, "Who are you to inquire that I would be poor? You just make the vehicles and don't ask any questions, got it?" Her voice was filled with venom. "Uh, yes ma'am." Lara shuddered. "Uh... Miss." She smiled, "That will be all. I will pay you when I get everything I want. Thank You." And with that, she shut the door. Lara sighed as she heard the doorbell ring, again. "Hello ma'am, you called for an electrician?" Lara agreed and showed him around the house, "I would like a full security system. I would also like you to take my televisions I have now, and exchange them with larger ones. I need a few more laptops and a normal computer. Oh, and a stereo system would be nice. A surround one, if you will." Soon, the man had everything he needed and Lara answered the door for the last time that day, for the masseuse.
A month went by and Lara Croft had everything finished. Her house was totally renewed. Her good girl look had vanished, and the bad, sophisticated Lara was born. She went from classical music to U2 and Nine Inch Nails. For once, she was happy. She remembered back a month ago on her wild journey through the Himalayas; how many people had died in order for her to learn a valuable lesson. She grinned, 'How stupid the old Lara had been.' But in her heart, she couldn't help but wonder what would have happened to Jen, the pup, David, and Michael, if she weren't born at all. "Absurd," she said aloud, "I am alive, and I can't change the past. I'm grateful." She downed the last of her champagne and went to the dog kennel. She came home later with two Dobermans and a Great Dane: Danger, Cunning and Fearless- Perfect names for Lara Croft's pets.
I casually saved my typing and closed my laptop. I was the new Lara Croft. My dogs lie at my feet, content, as I pried them off. "There's another book about my life." And it's good to know that I killed the clone. Hehe. What a page-turner! Only to find out if I died or not. Why do you think I named my dogs what they are? Cause I'm Danger, Cunning, and Fearless.
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In time, Lara had sketched every room of her house, the exterior as well. "This bed has to go, and these curtains... ugh! No time to waste, Jeeves, call a carpenter, interior and exterior designer, painters, sculptors, pool builders, gardeners, and... The pizza boy!" Jeeves hustled to the phone and made his calls while the "new" Lara made more modifications. "Ooo, and call a clothing designer!"
Within an hour or two, everyone Jeeves had phoned was there. Lara was busy giving orders, being sized, and eating pizza. "I want an extra room built for my pool, and another one for training." Lara felt her body flush with excitement, "Sheesh, this is fun! Old Lara was so boring."
"What exactly do you have in mind for your first outfit?" The clothing designer (Becky), asked. Lara thought, "I want a cat suit; a black one. You know, made out of leather. And then I want some gray and white camouflage pants. Oh, and some khaki shorts with a black belt. Is that enough for now?" Becky looked up, "Whatever you want, Miss Croft." "I think that's enough for now; can you make these by yourself, or do I have to stay here?"
"No, I have the sizes, you can go." Lara scurried away to the kitchen where the designers were putting in marble tops and making the room more colorful. 'All's well here.' She thought. Next, she hurried upstairs to her bedroom. The people there were setting new furniture and 'getting rid of those horrid drapes!' Lara almost gagged at the one's that were there before.
Lara surveyed her home and everything seemed to be in order. "Now, I need to see Becky." Lara looked over the railing and smiled, 'It's clear.' she said to herself. She stepped back from the railing. Everyone stared as Lara jumping from the second floor. She landed with a thud and nonchalantly walked to Becky. "Do you make boots?" Becky nodded, "Alright then, I need some black one's to match my cat suit. Then, I need some more tank tops; Make them in blue, green and black only. No bright shades. Next, I need some garter belt sort of things. Not fluffy and stuff, but plain. We'll discuss dresses later. When do you expect to be done with all of them?" Becky stared at her long list, "A couple weeks at the most." Lara nodded and went to check on her added rooms.
Before Lara knew it, everyone had gone. "Jeeves, I want you to call three more people."
"Yes, Miss Croft." Lara eyed him, "Jeeves, I call you by your first name, it's only polite to call me by mine. And talk once in a while! From now on, things will be different." She sighed happily as she told Jeeves who to call.
Lara glanced at the clock, 8:00. Just then, the doorbell rang. Jeeves went to the door, but Lara opened it, "Hello, and you are?" A muscular man of average height walked in, "I'm the car builder/mechanic." Lara nodded and told him what she wanted, "I want a motorcycle, dirt bike, four-wheeler, an Astin Martin, and a jeep. Can you make snow and water vehicles as well?" He nodded and she continued quickly, "Then I want a jet ski, sea-doo, and a snow-mobile. That should be it." The mechanic's jaw dropped, "You better be rich Miss, cause all this is gonna cost you." Lara's face went serious, "Who are you to inquire that I would be poor? You just make the vehicles and don't ask any questions, got it?" Her voice was filled with venom. "Uh, yes ma'am." Lara shuddered. "Uh... Miss." She smiled, "That will be all. I will pay you when I get everything I want. Thank You." And with that, she shut the door. Lara sighed as she heard the doorbell ring, again. "Hello ma'am, you called for an electrician?" Lara agreed and showed him around the house, "I would like a full security system. I would also like you to take my televisions I have now, and exchange them with larger ones. I need a few more laptops and a normal computer. Oh, and a stereo system would be nice. A surround one, if you will." Soon, the man had everything he needed and Lara answered the door for the last time that day, for the masseuse.
A month went by and Lara Croft had everything finished. Her house was totally renewed. Her good girl look had vanished, and the bad, sophisticated Lara was born. She went from classical music to U2 and Nine Inch Nails. For once, she was happy. She remembered back a month ago on her wild journey through the Himalayas; how many people had died in order for her to learn a valuable lesson. She grinned, 'How stupid the old Lara had been.' But in her heart, she couldn't help but wonder what would have happened to Jen, the pup, David, and Michael, if she weren't born at all. "Absurd," she said aloud, "I am alive, and I can't change the past. I'm grateful." She downed the last of her champagne and went to the dog kennel. She came home later with two Dobermans and a Great Dane: Danger, Cunning and Fearless- Perfect names for Lara Croft's pets.
I casually saved my typing and closed my laptop. I was the new Lara Croft. My dogs lie at my feet, content, as I pried them off. "There's another book about my life." And it's good to know that I killed the clone. Hehe. What a page-turner! Only to find out if I died or not. Why do you think I named my dogs what they are? Cause I'm Danger, Cunning, and Fearless.
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