Hey Guys, this is the chapter that will go through the second tomb Raider movie. If you haven't seen it this may not make sense, but it will still make sense. Sweet. OK how to start….

And Yes I know its not Santorinni in the movie but too bad!

Chapter 4: The Cradle of Life

"Going somewhere?"

"Yes. Santorinni,"

"Santer-where?"

"It's in Greece,"

"Why?"

"If I told you, I'd have to kill you." She got up from the table pocketing her phone, and scaled the stairs in just a few strides. She heard Hillary tell Kurtis that that was what she always said before going raiding.

She grabbed a pair of swimmers and a wetsuit from her wardrobe and slid down the railing of the staircase to the garage. "Bye Kurtis, I'll call you!" she didn't hear a reply because of her ecstasy of the thought of being back were she belonged, in an old tomb with no one but her and the occasional bat. "Bryce! You're flying me to Greece!"

The movie has passed

Terry grabbed her and pulled her in for a kiss, and lowering her to the floor. Their tongues fighting a tribunal dispute of their own. Lara rolled around landing on top of Terry, her mind was racing, you cheating Bitch, what about Kurtis? You never said you where Kurtis' lover. What will he say? God Terry is a good kisser. She was losing control of her animal instincts; she was going to do the unthinkable to Kurtis. Then she thought of how she felt when she thought Kurtis was dead, would she feel like that if she thought Terry died. No, no I wouldn't. In bloody China I was going to shoot him anyway, or was I? Her brain kept fighting, but Kurtis' side was losing. Terry's kissed moved down her neck and Lara's muscles tensed all down her back; causing her to arch towards the ceiling looking strait through a low window into the water, the brilliant blue water. Kurtis' eye's leapt out at her filled with grief and anger, This isn't right. Its all Terry's fault! Finding somewhere to aim her anger at, it flared up and she nearly hit him. Instead she pretended to be cooperating to Terry's moves then in one smooth movement he was hand-cuffed to their shared cot. BANG! She shot him, whilst standing in the Cradle of Life. He was dead, and she did feel how she felt in Paris. Terry's ghost looked at her in a room of darkness, "Lara, look what you've done," he threw out his arms as if the show her something in the darkness. Little bits of light appeared; they all showed a different picture, first and ocean then rolling fields, and then suddenly the light grouped together in crescents behind the ghostly Terry. "Lara? Can you hear me?" Terry said, "Wake up,"

"What are you talking about? I'm right here,"

"Yes we know,"

"You don't make sense, we?"

"Yes. Hillary and Bryce." Hillary? Bryce? I know these people. Then as if she was sucked down a plug hole, the crescents grew and her eye's opened.

"Do you often talk to yourself in your sleep?" It was Bryce calling to her through the head set she was wearing, because of the noise of the choppers blades. "Oh, that. A nightmare. How long was I asleep?"

"Ages. We're about to land, so put your seat-belt back on properly."

OK Hope you like it. I think I'll make the next chapter a bit mushy. Please rate, cool thanks mates.

I hope I can find time to do continue the story during this exam block I've got coming up, Thank the Lord for week-ends! C u l8er alligators!