**This chapter is very short. Sorry, I know all my chapters are kind of
short, but I can't seem to make them any longer. Sorry. I'm lame. **
Larson took his goons outside in Lara's backyard. "Ok, goons," Larson whispered, "ye have to cause a distraction for Kurtis, arr."
"Arr," his goons responded.
Kurtis stood in Lara's doorway, watching her sleep, absolutely clueless that she was dreaming about him. Silently, he walked over to her bed. He brushed some of her hair out of her face and she sighed in her sleep. There was a tap on the balcony. Kurtis looked up and saw it was one of Larson's goons. Kurtis gave him a nod and went downstairs.
Outside, Larson handed out Lara's guns to his goons. "Arr, goons, when I say, ye start shooting stuff. Ye leader will take care of the rest. Arr?"
"Arr," they all responded again. Larson waited until he saw Kurtis in the main room through the window.
"Arr, now goons."
Lara jumped at the sound of gunfire outside. She pulled her pistols from under her pillow and went to the balcony. She saw Larson with his goons. "Larson," she growled! "What are you doing?!"
"My goons are trying out ye guns," he yelled to her. Lara shot at him. "Arr! Why did ye do that?" She jumped across the gap between her balcony and one of the ledges of her course.
Kurtis pulled the switch in the wall and wasted no time running across the hall. He slid under the door just in time. When he looked around the room, he saw-to his left- a lit fireplace with a T-rex head mounted above it. To his right, four pillars had an object of some sort resting on each; a glass case protected each object. "Not from me it wont," he mumbled to himself. He quickly looked at each object. A dagger, a piece of gold, broken pieces of something, and a spherical object with a dark brown half shell overlapping a lighter brown half shelf that protected the red core. The two shells revolved around it in separate directions. Kurtis made his choice and lifted the glass case. Once the object was in his pack, he found the bottom that allowed him to leave the room. Outside, he located his motorcycle and took off.
Lara had gotten Larson, as well as his goons, to put all her guns back. She heard the butler's shaking tray out in the hallway. "Uh," he said, "Uh, Lara!"
Lara came out in the hall. "Butler, go on, please," she said.
"Uhhh!"
"What? Wait ... why is that door open? Where is ... Oh no!" She jumped down the stairs and into her secret room. The Iris was missing. Lara growled, "Kurtis..."
**It's short, I know, and weird too.**
Larson took his goons outside in Lara's backyard. "Ok, goons," Larson whispered, "ye have to cause a distraction for Kurtis, arr."
"Arr," his goons responded.
Kurtis stood in Lara's doorway, watching her sleep, absolutely clueless that she was dreaming about him. Silently, he walked over to her bed. He brushed some of her hair out of her face and she sighed in her sleep. There was a tap on the balcony. Kurtis looked up and saw it was one of Larson's goons. Kurtis gave him a nod and went downstairs.
Outside, Larson handed out Lara's guns to his goons. "Arr, goons, when I say, ye start shooting stuff. Ye leader will take care of the rest. Arr?"
"Arr," they all responded again. Larson waited until he saw Kurtis in the main room through the window.
"Arr, now goons."
Lara jumped at the sound of gunfire outside. She pulled her pistols from under her pillow and went to the balcony. She saw Larson with his goons. "Larson," she growled! "What are you doing?!"
"My goons are trying out ye guns," he yelled to her. Lara shot at him. "Arr! Why did ye do that?" She jumped across the gap between her balcony and one of the ledges of her course.
Kurtis pulled the switch in the wall and wasted no time running across the hall. He slid under the door just in time. When he looked around the room, he saw-to his left- a lit fireplace with a T-rex head mounted above it. To his right, four pillars had an object of some sort resting on each; a glass case protected each object. "Not from me it wont," he mumbled to himself. He quickly looked at each object. A dagger, a piece of gold, broken pieces of something, and a spherical object with a dark brown half shell overlapping a lighter brown half shelf that protected the red core. The two shells revolved around it in separate directions. Kurtis made his choice and lifted the glass case. Once the object was in his pack, he found the bottom that allowed him to leave the room. Outside, he located his motorcycle and took off.
Lara had gotten Larson, as well as his goons, to put all her guns back. She heard the butler's shaking tray out in the hallway. "Uh," he said, "Uh, Lara!"
Lara came out in the hall. "Butler, go on, please," she said.
"Uhhh!"
"What? Wait ... why is that door open? Where is ... Oh no!" She jumped down the stairs and into her secret room. The Iris was missing. Lara growled, "Kurtis..."
**It's short, I know, and weird too.**