Hello Everyone! I promised i'll make this chapter long and i did! (i deserve a pat on the back!)
Anyways, hope u like it and please review!!!!!!!!!!!!!!;)
I jumped off the plane, letting the wind rush into my face. I spread my hands out as I fell through the thick clouds. It was heaven, it was freedom. I looked down to see already the green lush land. I waited, breathed slowly and closed my eyes for a split second before opening the parachute. It jerked my back violently. I grabbed hold off the sides to control my landing. It was about 15 minutes before I landed on safe ground and got rid of the parachute. I checked that i hadn't lost anything during the figh. My handguns, plenty of ammo, sticky bombs and my machine gun with not much ammo. I started to walk the slippy hill until i reached the mouth of a large cave, though the entrance was small. I took out my flashlight before entering. It was so small and chastrophbic at times that I had to crawl on my stomach. Once I had entered the large area, i looked around and turned on the speaker to phone when someone called and truned on the camera too that was atatched to my side.
'Lara, how are you doing there?' i could hear Bryce ask.
'Just great thanks, would you look at this!' i told them, showing the carvings on the ground of the middle.
'It's ancient Russian.... Strange,' Alistair muttered.
'What does it say?' I asked, making a mental note to study Russian when i come back. If... i come back.
'Well, it says this a tomb for the hidden dead,' he muutered quietly.
'What could that mean?' asked Bryce.
'The people who died that were buried but never found,' I explained, stating what i thought as the obvious.
'Could Anastasia been buried here when the Russians killed them?' asked Alistair.
'Possible, but I don't understand why they would bring her body to Ireland...' I muttered quietly in confusion.
'This is weird, ancient Russian language in a cave that the Irish have never found? How did they keep it secret anyway?' asked Bryce.
'Have no idea, but I'm going to find out,' I told him, hanging up on them. I rose up and looked abover around me. It seemed to be trapped room except for a small entrance above. Now how was I going to get there? I charted out a plan before taking any action. I ran up towards the wall and as fast as I could I grabbed a ledge were my hand should fit. I then climbed across until I reached a pole. I grabbed, it swining around until I landed on top of it and leaped across to the ledge of the entrance. I pushed my body up and sighed breathlessy.
'That wasn't so - hard,' I muttered before making my way across the cave. I crawled for what seemed like an hour until I saw a light from the distance. i picked up my pace until i reachedit. I was on ground level and came out. There was another large room, except it was covered in a lot of gold. I walked around, looking at Russian inscriptions on the wall. I called my phone again and turned on the camera.
'Well, hel... wow,' Bryce gasped at the sight of so much gold.
'Are you sure your still in the cave?' Alistair muttered suprised.
'I think so,' I said. 'What does this mean, Alistair?' I asked.
'Well, it says that may our beloved heiress rest in peice in the darkness of doom,' he explained.
'Our beloved heriess?' Bryce laughed. 'Why did they kill her? then?' asked Bryce.
'Because Rasputin casted a spell on the Russian cilvilians but made them bury her here because... he'd be the only one to know ehre she was,' i muttered, fitting in the pieces.
'Lara, what's that?' asked Alistair.
'I loked up to see a small pillar and a floating shiny object on it. It was a small spear, glass tipped on top.
'I think you just found it Lara,' Bryce laughed.
'This was too easy,' Alisatir said unceratinly.
'Your right... I don't think this is the real one,' I muttered.
'Or maybe when you touch it, something bad is going to happen,' suggested Bryce.
'Possibly, i guess i'll risk it...' I said, unsure of what to do. I slowly put my hand out and took it, gasping as I did and waited for a roar of an earthquake but nothing happened. I opened my eyes since i closed them and took and breathed out.
'That easy,' Bryce muttered.
'Not at all,' a voice spoke and I turned around sharply. The cold nose of a gun was pointint at my neck as a figure of a man stood there. He didn't look milatary, and his voice was American. He had a black mask over his head and i could barely see his eyes. He Put the other hand towards me and asked me to give the Hand. I slowly gave it towards him but on the last second threw it in the air. I did a flip back, kciking his face with one hand and the kicking the gun out of hand with the ohter. As i landed back on my feet I took out one handgun and pointed it at his face. The other I caught the spear. Suddenly, lots of more men entered the room from diffirent tunnels, pointing machine guns at me as they surrounded us.
'Give it to me and I will not hurt you,' he told me. I hesisted, not knowing what to do and slowly put my gun down. Two men roughly grabbed my hands and put them back, giving the spear to the man. He took of his mask to show a face of a brown ahired man with green eyes. Nothing fimiliar about him but me smiled.
'So you must be the famous Lara Croft?' it was a question.
'What's in it for you,' I muttered, really pissed off now.
'Nothing, just that I'm proud i stole an iteam of the you,' he shrugged his shoulders.
'We'll see,' I muttered before utter darkness washed over me followed by a furious pain in the head.
I know it's not that great but, hey, i tried. PLease review, please...please...please...please..............
