Disclaimer: I do not own Tomb Raider or Lara Croft, nor am I affiliated with Eidos or Crystal Dynamics in any way. I do own the original characters featured in this story.

Author's Note: Continuation to the OneShot 'Let the Rain Fall'. Rated T for violence and language.

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An hour or two later, the doorbell rang. Hillary greeted our guest and escorted her to the living room. I was in my bedroom changing into casual clothes - a pair of khakis with a black leather belt, a white tank top, and brown boots.

I descended the main stairwell and headed to the living room. I opened the door, and stepped inside, closing it behind me. Hillary was serving our guest tea, and as I walked in, he prepared myself some as well.

Amanda stood up and shook my hand. Smart of her for knowing not to give a friendly hug - I didn't trust her completely yet. We sat down almost simultaneously, myself in the armchair across from her, on the other side of the coffee table.

She still looked the same, although the goth look was slowly fading away. She wore a black shirt with the logo of a band I had never heard of on the front, dark blue jeans, and black-on-white Converses.

Her hair wasn't snow-white anymore - it was back to her original strawberry blonde. Her makeup was light as well; a thin layer of eyeliner and a lipstick that complimented the season.

We talked, personally. Before we got down to business. From what she told me, I gathered that her sense of right over wrong got the best of her, and she somewhat abandoned the evil being she once was.

It was only a matter of time before (out of her own curiosity, in which I didn't slander) she asked what I had done with the Unknown Entity stone. I had told her that I buried it somewhere in Peru, but I didn't give her an exact location. She didn't ask.

The business chat took over our conversation sooner or later. She told me that whilst on an expedition, she found something on the Mayan Halo Ring. She's been investigating it for some time now - and she has pretty much the same information I do.

She confirmed the rumors of it being able to unleash a destruction on civilization and that the scion of Kathmandu can prevent it. Alexander wasn't lying - what a surprise. I had a few thoughts going through my mind, however. Like, what if Amanda planned on unleashing the destruction of civilization? What if she wanted to play me just to get that? It wouldn't surprise me, though. I guess I'll have to keep a sharp eye on her.

I arranged a private mode of transportation by air for us to get to the Chichen Itza tomorrow morning. I invited her to stay in one of the guest rooms, in which she had accepted, but had said she'd need to return to the hotel to grab her belongings and check out. She had mentioned that her current permanent residence was in Sydney, Australia. She moved just last month.

I thought that inviting her to stay at the manor was a friendly gesture, and a good idea if one wanted to observe someone. Although, I must say, Amanda surely didn't seem evil. Her intentions seemed one hundred percent sincere. I shan't let that block my vision, though.

-Tomb Raider-

The next morning, approximately at an early 4:24am, I headed downstairs to the Tech Room to do some more investigating on the Halo ring. Nothing of interest that I hadn't spotted before, until I spotted something interesting in the texture of the ring.

I quickly made my way to Amanda's room to wake her. I showed her the design, in which she stayed to study further. I cursed under my breath as I made my way across the manor grounds to get to Bryce's trailer home.

I finally reached it and repeatedly knocked on the door. I heard clutter from the other side and knew he was making his way to the door. He opened it, giving me a warm smile, in which I returned with a questioning smirk.

"We have 83 rooms. Why can't you live in the house?"

He shrugged his shoulders. "Well, I'm a free spirit, me."

I nodded. "Right."

He looked around and quickly inhaled the morning air. "What's that smell?", he asked.

"5am.", I replied, knocking once more on the side of the door. "Let's go."

-Tomb Raider-

"Now, that is interesting", Bryce commented as he inspected the digital picture. He selected a part of the picture and zoomed in, trying to find anything that would be recognizable. "Hello, hello!".

"What is it?", Amanda asked, squinting at the screen.

He pointed to a set of letters inside of the ring. "You see those markings there? Those are coordinates."

"Leading to what?", I asked.

"Well, judging by the design that we can see from the naked eye, I would think they're the coordinates to where you're supposed to activate the ring."

Amanda smiled and exhaled in a sign of relief. "So, if we find the ring, we find where to go to use it."

"Precisely."

"Well, that makes things easier, doesn't it?", I said happily, "Well, our plane takes off in five hours. I think I'll catch myself another two hours of sleep before having a spot of breakfast. Amanda?"

She nodded, "I think I'll do the same. See you in a few."

-Tomb Raider-

I stood inside of my walk in closet, browsing amongst the hundreds of clothing items resting inside. I finally settled on a pair of beige cargo pants, black boots, and a black tank top. I removed my brown backpack from the coat hanger and put inside my cell phone, a map to the surrounding areas of our destination, some flares, and a bottle of iced water.

I took my belt and holsters from the closet and put it on, sliding my dual Heckler & Koch USP Match handguns into the holsters. I clipped my grapple and binoculars to the front of the belt and headed to the kitchen, putting my hair up in a ponytail on the way.

Amanda was already there, making herself a cup of coffee. She wore black khakis, a black-on-white plaid button up shirt. The shirt was only buttoned up a little above her torso, so that the white tank top she wore underneath was visible. The sleeves were rolled up to her elbows, and she was sporting a black wrist watch on her left wrist.

Her backpack was black leather, with a strap crossing over her chest to prevent easy loss. Her belt and holster combo was a dark gray, with dual Glock 18 handguns in the holsters. The grappling hook she had was on the backside of her belt, as the binoculars were on the front.

I made a plate of toast for the both of us, spreading jam on mine. I poured myself a cup of hot tea and sipped it quietly. When we finished, we said goodbye to Hillary and Bryce who had wished us luck, and stepped outside of the manor. We left the grounds and proceeded to the street, where a private car waited to take us to the airfield. On board the plane, Amanda read a magazine as I read a copy of the novel I was currently reading that I kept on board.

When the plane neared the drop zone, we prepared our parachutes and leapt out of the plane from the cargo hold. When we landed, we ditched the parachutes and checked the GPS. The temple was about three clicks north of our location.

Amanda took point as I followed. Moments later, we reached the temple, and it was a beautiful one too. It rested along a coastline, where a river flowed behind it, most likely the water source used to keep the traps moving.

Upon further inspection, we found the entrance along the East side. It was quiet inside, except for the occasional bat screech now and again. The floors were dusty and caked with dirt and mud, whilst the walls were covered in cobwebs and grime.

We reached a narrow, yet good sized hallway, that was completely empty. We both shared the same thoughts as I picked up a stone and chucked it down the hallway. As expected, blades sprung from both sides of the walls, spinning ferociously.

Amanda went first, her boots slamming against the stone floor. Nearing where the blades showed, she leapt into a swan dive, and executed a few cartwheels to quickly make her way down the way. When she reached safety, she checked to make sure her gear was intact and gave me the okay.

I looked for any other ways of reaching her, and noticed some vines at the top of the room. I sprinted forward, closing in on the left wall. I leapt for it, kicking off, and grabbing the green at the top. It was, to my satisfaction, sturdy. I began climbing forward and picked my legs up as the blades popped out. I dropped down next to Amanda and we proceeded further into the temple.

We reached a room that seemed corroded by time. Some stones in the walls were out of place, the floor was broken up in some places, and there were open spots in the ceiling and hanging vines everywhere.

Amanda looked around and found a switch on the wall. She inspected the room further before asking if it should be activated. I saw no reason not to, so she pressed the switch, and a pillar in the middle of the room raised from the floor.

On the display case on the pillar laid the Mayan Halo Ring we sought. Not many traps for something that can open a portal into what would be a mythical island. I crept over to the case and picked up the ring.

It was exactly how it looked in the pictures, the text inside and all. It was coordinates, written in Spanish. I placed it in my pocket and we exited the tomb, heading for the surrounding city. I dialed Bryce and told him we found what we were looking for. I sent him the coordinates, and he pinpointed the location on our GPS.

Neither one of us could believe where it led to: England.

Chapter Three finished! I liked this one the most so far. What do you think? Please review to let me know! Chapter Four on it's way.