Before you guys hit out: yes I did kind of copy from The Last of Us: Part II Launch Trailer. I know Lara doesn't play guitar and she doesn't sing (we think anyways), but the song I felt was very fitting for the game, the first set of lyrics. I don't know if I gave too much away, but we all know the game inside out!

Just to note: a promo does not necessarily link to the previous chapters! This is for my next idea, it's a teaser, doesn't mean what I wrote will actually be in the real story. So read it as a STAND ALONE chapter.

Also: I don't own the song Through The Valley. It belongs to Shawn James.

The Wolf Among the Lambs Promo

I sat on the steps of an old hunting lodge. By some random luck, I found a guitar, a little music won't hurt, as I stretched my battered, bloodied and calloused fingers, strumming the strings to make sure that they're in tune. Once I was satisfied, I began to play an old tune, hitting the chords perfectly. I began to sing.

"I walk through the valley of the shadow of Death."

I screamed in unimaginable pain when I pulled the rebar out, that pierced right my side. By pure luck, it narrowly missed my vital organs. My Accelerated Healing won't do much, it has its limits. I'm not like Wolverine who is… immortal!…

"May day! May day! This is Lara Croft of The Endurance! We are stranded on an island, inside The Dragon's Triangle. We are in need of help and medical supplies, please respond!"…

Something is trapping us here, I know I'm not the only one who thinks that. Sam believes me, Mathias has been on this island long enough to know that. Reyes won't believe me, she has no time for Supernatural shit. If my father was trapped with us, he'd reason with her. And Jonah, he feels the island is cursed. This whole island is Death itself…

"And I'll fear no evil, because I'm blind to it all!"

"She's got a grenade launcher! Run!" One of the Solarii brother cried, in genuine fear. I was being feared and I revelled in it.

"That's right! Run you bastards! I'm coming for you!"…

I stormed my through the army of Stormguard so I can reach the Ziggurat. The combined forces of the Solarii Brotherhood and the Stormguard won't stop me from reaching Sam.

"You won't stop me you bastards! Get the hell out of my way!" I yelled threateningly…

"And my mind, and my gun, they comfort me."

BANG! I felt the blood of the Russian man spill over me, covering me after I shot him right into the head. It was the last bullet. Realising what I done, I couldn't do anything but cry. I spilt blood as a werewolf, but never as just… Lara. Now I know, how unmerciful this island is. I have to kill to survive. The only thing standing between myself and death: is the ability to fight for my life and fight I will…

I stared at the huge charging, sheer number of Stormguard, heading towards me. Their battle cries filled the air, in the distant, I can hear the inhuman roar of the Oni Stalker. I turned my attention to my oncoming enemies, the archers, samurai sword and lance wielding soldiers, that stand between myself and my Sam. My mate, my girlfriend. Unfazed, I reached for my back, unslinging my Combat Shotgun. I placed a fresh drum magazine underneath it. Time for Himiko's army to face the wrath of the wolf…

"Because I know: I'll kill my enemies, when they come."

My eyes locked onto the lone, injured cultist, whimpering in pain as my arrow was stuck into his leg. He was battered, bruised and bloodied, no worse than. He was crying out of fear. All the Solarii, at this stage, know what I'm capable of.

"Please." He cried, coughing and gasping for air. "Spare me! I beg of you!" I wordlessly raised my pistol, pointing the barrel between his eyes. The island has turned me into an emotionless killing machine.

"You'll only send your boys after me." I fired…

I stopped strumming the guitar. I couldn't remember the rest of the song, just the first set of lyrics. Hearing footsteps, I looked up to see Roth, holding his prized Remmington 1911 R1 Enhanced Tactical Pistol in his right hand.

"What are you doing lass?" I put the guitar down next to me. I looked away.

"I will find the truth the about this island." I stared back at Roth. "I'm going to get them off this forsaken place and I will kill, anyone who gets in my way." I stared at Roth, long and hard, he knew I meant it. He knows I have changed. No longer the soft petals are defining me, they are wilting away, falling. Soon, in the end and I know it, there will be nothing left, but the thorns of the English Rose.

That's all there's to it. I don't know when I'll get to writing this story, I may not start for several months and focus on smaller one-shots that took place during the three year gap. I will also be taking a long break. See you until then!