Tomb Raider: The Quest for PEPPERMINT
DarkPhoenix-24
6. Chapter 6
Rated: T - English - Adventure - Reviews: 50 - Updated: 02-20-10 - Published: 01-01-09 - id:4762400
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Author's Notes: SO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT! I hope you enjoy and thank you Violet for your review. I have taken note of it.
Chapter 6
Lara started slowly sliding her bound hands, out from behind her, along her long legs. After they were over her feet she got up and pulled the knife out of her right boot.
"After I free your hands, I need you to look for another way out because I guarantee you Mr. Valcroy has blocked us in." Lara stated, focused on James' tightly bound hands and feet.
After cutting through them, James immediately got up and looked around. Lara freed herself and pulled her cell phone out.
"Zip… Alister… are you there?"
Alister's voice shrilled through the phone, making Lara hold it practically ten feet away from her, "LARA! We were so worried!"
"Obviously," Lara mumbled.
"What happened?" Zip asked.
"We had a little situation with Mr. Valcroy. We need a way off of this mountain range."
"Already got it." Zip replied.
Lara raised an eyebrow, "And what the hell does that mean?"
"It means," Alister sighed, "that a helicopter has been sent your way."
The helicopter roared over the mountain side and Lara and James could be seen crawling out through some rock fixtures. A ladder was thrown down so that both of them could climb up to the helicopter. The snow storm swirled around them as they flew off.
A paramedic was checking Lara and James' wounds out. "You two took quite a few hits here."
"Where are we going?" James asked.
"MI6 headquarters."
James glanced over at Lara, "Are you sure she is authorized?"
"It's okay, M gave the word to let her in."
After a while, the helicopter touched down in what seemed to be a massive estate. Lara whistled to herself and James just smirked.
"Wait till you get into the headquarters. It's all underground and it's bigger than the estate itself."
Lara was glad to get off the helicopter as she was led to a large elevator. The decent was long, but when they arrived, Lara was speechless at how large the intelligence area was.
"Zip would kill for these computers." Lara exclaimed.
M came walking in with a file in her hand and gave to a man working behind one of the large computers.
"Have we located Mr. Valcroy?"
"Not yet… we have scanned the area, but it seems he has slipped our sight."
"Damn…" M mumbled to herself.
M walked over to Lara and James, "So good to see you two made it out alive. Do you have it?"
"We did, but Mr. Valcroy got a hold of it." James replied.
M looked like she was ready to rip the head off of anyone who walked by her, "Come to my office. I don't wish to make an ass of myself in front of everyone."
M gracefully walked off and James followed slowly. Lara was a bit concerned herself as they quietly followed M to her office. When they reached the long hallway, James stopped Lara, "When M is mad, she really is pissed. It's best to let her finish her rant and not interrupt her."
"Let me guess," Lara stated, "You have had many run-ins with her."
James smirked, "Let's just say me and her have a mother and son type relationship."
James opened the door for Lara to step in before he closed it behind him. M stood staring at the wall behind her desk; her back facing Lara and James. She had taken the liberty to pour a brandy for herself and she was holding it in her right hand, down by her waist. After taking the last sip, M placed the glass down and turned to see James and Lara standing there, waiting for her to speak.
"I cannot express to you how grave the situation is…"
Lara had a cringing sensation in her stomach as she knew she was about to realize what James was talking about.
"I send you two to keep Mr. Valcroy from getting PEPPERMINT and yet he still gets his meaty hands on the damn thing! My best spy and supposively the world's best Tomb Raider and yet he still gets it! Were you two pissing off this mission as if you two were untouchable?"
Lara couldn't help herself, "With all due respect, I told you I work better alone!"
"Oh so this is my fault?" James retorted.
"Yes, in fact it is!" Lara exclaimed, "If you hadn't been in the way, I would have been in and out in no time."
James rolled his eyes, "Oh, please! You would have been dead if it wasn't for me!"
"ENOUGH!" M shouted.
James and Lara shut up but kept each other in a death glare. M un-clenched her fists and took a deep breath.
"The fact is that you both failed! Now, we are scrambling to try to find Mr. Valcroy. I suggest you two find something useful during your stay here."
Lara looked over at M, "During my stay here? I don't plan on staying at all!"
"It's not your choice," M replied, "Mr. Valcroy knows you are after him, I can't have you at your manor at this time."
"But…"
"We will talk later." M interrupted.
James walked out and Lara followed suit. As they walked down the hallway, Lara noticed James was giving her the cold shoulder. When they reached the elevator, James blocked Lara's way in.
"Catch the next one…" James retorted coldly as the doors closed.
Lara rolled her eyes and pulled out her phone, "Zip? I need you to see if you can find where Mr. Valcroy is. MI6 is having a hard time finding him, but I think you can."
Zip chuckled, "Not to worry. I'll call you when I get something."
"Thanks." Lara replied before hanging up.
Mr. Valcroy paced around the table that held PEPPERMINT in a glass case. "I just can't seem to figure out how to use it."
"What about this Lady Croft?" a man replied.
Mr. Valcroy chuckled, "Lara Croft… do you not realized that I have been following your career for such a long time."
"A bit obsessed aren't we?" the man expressed.
"It's not an obsession," Mr. Valcroy replied, "it's making sure you know your enemy."
The man snorted, "Well, if you want your plan to follow through, you need to get Lara to let you know how it is worked."
"I don't think you realize what you are talking about!" Mr. Valcroy laughed, "Lara would rather drown herself than to help me."
"I don't think you realize that I can be a bit more persuasive than you, Mr. Valcroy…"