Trail Of A Dead Man
Tom and Susan Malloy
The golden grains of sand flowed through the scorching breeze baking
in the fiery unforgiving sun. For miles laid mounds of sand as far as the
eye could see. And in the center on the top of a hill, a camel pushed his
way up with his legs and let out a grunt. On his back were several packs and
a person draped in cloth. The persons face and head were completely covered
and only there sharp brown eyes were in view. They pushed across the endless
sands of the desert and were a tiny flea compared to its size.
The camel and the person on its back came to a small village
consisting of tents that were waving in the desert breeze. The camel stopped
in front of a tent and the person climbed off and pushed the cloth out of
there way and stepped inside. The tent was dark, and the light shining in
illuminated only the few feet in front of them. The person stepped forward,
and approached a table. A women wrapped in black cloth sat in a chair
casually. Her old wrinkled fingers with her sharp nails held onto a golden
pendent. “please..sit” the women said in a cold and rough voice with her
piercing green eyes staring down the person. The person sat down slowly. The
women turned, her eyes like small crystals and the exposed dark silky hair
ran down past the charm on her forehead.
“you have come for your desired item?” she said.
The person nodded
“how do you know it even exists?” she said sounding intrigued
“I have my sources, and they tell me you hold it.”
The women was silent then her eyes became less aggressive. “your sources
were right” she said pulling out a small edged silver piece.
The person pulled down there mask to reveal a ponytail and a smooth
face. “they always are.” The women folded her hands “it was a pleasure to
speak with you Lara” she said.
Lara walked toward the door holding the piece. “Hurry, before the storm
arrives” the women said softly and mysteriously. Lara looked outside. A
large golden wall loomed on the horizon and came charging toward the
village. Lara jumped on board the camel and clicked her tongue to order it
to get running. They raced out of the village, the sand storm came closer
and seemed unavoidable. Lara’s eyes spotted a small tomb ahead and snapped
the reins to charge inside the tomb. Lara jumped off and covered her head
against a wall. The sand splashed over the tomb like a tornado and came
blasting in through the openings. It sounded like millions of screams, and
became dark. Suddenly light shined again and it became silent. The camel
grunted, shaking off the sand on his head. Lara stepped outside into the
blinding sun. The village had been washed away by the sand storm, Lara put
her head down in grief for a moment then looked at her acquired piece and
cupped it in her hand.
Lara turned a tattered page in a journal on her fathers desk in the
crypt under the Croft manor that is still in construction. Lara placed her
fingers on the metal headset. “Zip can you here me?” asked Lara. “loud an
clear” said Zip sounding excited. The room was dusty and becoming cold.
“So what was the whole reason you traveled to Egypt anyway?” asked Zip.
Lara pondered before answering. “to collect an item of my fathers that a
women was holding.” said Lara digging through files. “And you traveled half
way around the world all for that!?” said Zip.
Lara took out the silver piece. “The piece is of Norse mythology by the
inscriptions carved into it. But nothing in the desk or any of his files
even mention it or even describes what it is, all it said was that the women
in Egypt was keeping it as a favor before he died.” Lara closed on of the
book she was looking over. “ which doesn’t make sense at all, father always
kept records of his findings. I’m hoping the answer or a clue lies within
his journals possibly.”
Lara flipped open a book and flipped through it quickly and a piece of
paper flew out. Lara unfolded it and found a diary entry.
“what do we have here?” asked Lara intrigued.
“A lost journal entry? About what?” said Zip uninterested.
“Its about the Norse god Loki, It says here that Loki was a giant, but he
became a member of the gods when Odin made Loki his blood brother. He is the
god of mischief, a trickster, and very cunning. Loki possessed the ability
to shapshift into anything or anyone he desires. Loki was one day he was
bound by the gods until the great battle of Ragnarok for causing the death
of the god Balder. He is the father of the wolf fenrir, and the world
serpent Jörmungandr. In the battle of Ragnarok, Loki and the god Heimdall
were destined to slay each other. Father must have studied this god when he
was searching for thor’s treasures.” Lara read aloud.
Lara then heard a noise from behind her. She quickly turned to the
entrance. Zip walked in casually. Lara sighed in relief.
“Zip, I thought I told you to..”
Static came over the head set. “Lara, you ok? I lost signal.” said Zip over
the headset. Lara became confused and then looked at the Zip standing in
front of her. Lara pulled out her pistols. He smiled, then something grasped
Lara from behind like a snake constricting her body. Lara fought to shake it
off and the constrictor knocked her guns across the room past the desk
against a pillar. Lara settled down and started at who was holding her. It
was a women, she had very short golden blonde hair above her ears and styled
side ways above her eyebrows. She wore a light baby blue suit and her facial
features were flawless, like an android.
“Don’t try and fight Lara” she said with her cold voice.
A sharp sword came to her neck, it was beautiful to look at with its design
and looked incredibly sharp. Lara looked over at the zip imposture. He
clapped as he walked toward Lara and his skin, clothes, and features changed
form. The form was now of a man. The man was dressed formally and had a
short stubby beard and short sharp hair with brown eyes and yellow crooked
teeth. He held a gold ring on his finger.
“The heavens have blessed this day to meet the beautiful Lara Croft.” said
the man in his smooth voice.
“What are you and what the hell are you doing here!?” said Lara fiercely.
The man walked right up to Lara’s face with his cold breath.
“Me and my colleague behind you Madame Jone are trying to find your fathers
artifacts and treasures he found, Like these.”
Lara examined them with a closer look and a memory popped in the front of
her mind. “The Andvarinaunt ring and the skofnung sword, my father had those
pieces!?” asked Lara in disbelief.
“How ironic is it that the daughter of one of the greatest man on earth
knows so little about him. And these are only the beginning of the
artifacts your father found. And this pointless book.”
The man threw the book on the floor and the dust blew off of it at it hit
the cold rock. The man began to walk out of the room and the women raised
the sword about to strike. Lara thrusted her elbow into the women’s chest
and then punched her in the jaw releasing her grip on Lara and collapsing on
the floor like a crash test dummy. Lara ran toward one of her guns. She dove
and rolled toward it and picked it up and held it firmly in her hand. She
saw the book the man had thrown on the floor and picked it up and placed it
unnoticeably in her backpack. The women got up and the man turned with a
pistol in his hand. He fired at Lara and the bullet brushed by a lock of
Lara’s hair. She ran behind a pillar next to the crates of artifacts from
Bhogavati. She hid behind the pillar with her gun firmly in hand keeping an
eye on them. The women struggled to her feet and picked up the
sword. “Running like a coward!” she grunted as she swung the sword. The
sword let out a bolt of white energy, almost like lightning behind the
pillar. But Lara was not behind it. The man looked up to see Lara on a beam
above waving and then jump into the corridor above.
Lara ran through the halls of the old manor. The burn marks and left
over pieces of rubble still remained on the floor and construction equipment
laid scattered as well. The smell of ashes still remained in the air. Lara
ran through her room and the hallway into the main hall. Construction
equipment was scattered around and the repair beams glimmered in the
sunlight that shined in the burn holes in the ceiling into the main
hall. “Seems you don’t know your manor well either” said a voice. Lara
turned to the hallway on the second floor and saw the man and jone standing
with a grin. Lara knew she couldn’t fight them with those weapons and one
pistol and little stock on bullets. She ran toward the door and out into the
main courtyard toward the street. The man and women were close behind. Lara
jumped in the back of Zips van. “start the car” she said as Zip zoomed down
the street . The manor slowly disappeared behind the hills and Lara closed
the back doors of the van and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
The van pulled into a circle drive in front of a towering and wide
mansion. Towers and huge detailed windows decorated the home. Roses and
yellow buds flooded the garden. A stone angel child spilled water into the
fountain in the center. The black van stopped in front of the two large
doors. Lara got out and Zip followed behind. Lara banged the large lion
knocker and a man answered.
“Hello, may I help you?” said an old man in a suit.
“Were here to see Professor Eddington. Is he available?” asked Lara.
Eddington came up from behind the butler. “Lara! Please come in, it would
be my honor.”
Lara and Zip stepped into the large foyer with marble beneath them and a
large staircase to the side. They sat down on the leather couch with a view
of the gardens outside from the large window. “comfy” said Zip relaxing on
“May I offer you a drink, some shampane, a glass of water?” asked
Eddington. “No, we just came to talk” Eddington sat down and Lara pulled out
“This book contains fathers last notes to date talking about an unrecorded
trip to the North Pole.” Eddington started at the book. “Your father did
write about his explorations in his journals.” Lara leaned closer.
“Yes, but in this he talks about going on this trip at the same time he was
to travel to Cambodia where he soon passed away. Now why would he schedule
two explorations on the same day in two different parts of the world?” asked
Eddington looked puzzled, he started touching the neck of his
“This is a mystery indeed, especially since there was no records of even
traveling to that location before.”
“And we have another problem.” said Zip.
“what is it?” asked Eddington closing the book.
“My old manor was raided for my fathers artifacts this morning by two
unknown individuals. One of them however had the ability to change from Zip
to a man right in front of my eyes.” said Lara.
Eddington became concerned. “My god. Did you contact the authorities?”
“I don’t think that authorities are much help here, especially against a
shape shifter and the fact that both of them packing several supernatural
weapons.” said Zip casually.
“How can someone do this, to the honor of your father and the utter
disrespect to those artifacts.”
“took the words right out of my mouth.” said Zip with a smirk.
“Then you better take these” said Eddigntion walking to a drawer.
He placed a key in the hole and pulled it open. He pulled out a pocket watch
and other various items. “what are those?” asked Lara.
“These are some of your fathers valuables. He left these few items to me in
his will.” said Eddigntion putting them in Lara’s hands.
“If those thieves are after your fathers valuables then I think that they’ll
be safer in your hands then mine.”
Lara opened the pocket watch. A picture of Lara and her parents in a family
photo on one side and a clock with a heart holding the big and small hand
together and “Love is what keeps a man going” engraved on the bottom. Lara
closed it and was lost in a mixture of thought and emotion.
The pocket watch began to tick louder and Lara opened it. The hands
were pointing at noon time. Lara held it side to side and no matter what it
still pointed in that direction.
“This isn’t a pocket watch Eddington its actually a compass.”
Eddington peaked over her shoulder.
“It must be pointing to wherever has a heavy amount of magnetism that this
tool is picking up” said Lara staring into the distance. Eddington walked up to Lara and put
his hand on her shoulder. “We’ll figure this out Lara, I promise.” said
Eddington sounding reassuring. Lara was silent looking at the pocket watch
when she saw a shadow out of the corner of her eye. She turned and saw a man
run from the back court yard. Lara took off running and Zip and Eddington
chased after her wondering what she was doing. Lara ran out through the back
doors and into the garden. She saw the shadow again running through the
bushes. Lara gave chase, her boots tearing up the flowers with her great
speed. “Lara wait up, stop” yelled Eddington and Zip chasing after her. The
shadow ran into the green house. Lara knew she had him cornered. She ran
through the glass doors into the large sea of plants. The moist hair cleaned
her face and the sprinklers activated providing nutrients to the several
containers of plants. Lara pulled out her pistols, she stepped slowly
thought the green house and she saw the shadow in the corner. “who are you!”
order Lara pointing the pistols. The man turned, his face was like stepping
back in time. It was the face of Lara’s father. Lara hesitated. And suddenly
something grasped her shoulder. Lara turned quickly to see Zip and
“what are you doing!?” asked Zip.
Lara turned and the shadow was
“Did you see the man!?” asked Lara.
“we didn’t see anyone Lara” said Zip concerned. Lara gathered herself still
confused and thought she was just seeing things. “thank you for your time
Eddington. I apologize for my little chase of shadows I gave there.” said
Lara shaking Eddingtons hand still with questions in her mind.
The tires skidded against the leaves and dirt on the ground and the
motor came to a stop as Lara put the lever down. The jungle was thick and
teaming with birds and snakes. Lara stepped off her motorcycle and her feet
touched the soft grass as she started off the cliff into the sea of trees
and hills. Lara took out her binoculars and stared into the distance and a
large structure covered in moss and vines. Lara took out the pocket watch
and the hands pointed in the direction of the structure. Static came over
the headset. “So the Amazon rain forest holds the next clue to your fathers
hidden voyage.” said Zip in excitement. Lara put her binoculars back on her
belt. “Looks like it, and those ruins must contain it.” A Macaw flew by
Lara’s head. “I’ll inform you if it leads anywhere Zip. So please, I need to
do this on my own.” Lara turned off the headset and revved up her bike. The
tires blasted down the cliff and into the thick trees and brush ahead.
Plants smacked Lara in the arms and face as they sped by. And then suddenly
an opening appeared. And a large building towered above her.
Lara left her bike behind and stepped up to the large temple. The
markings were of Peruvian culture. “They must have spread off into the
Amazon” Lara said to herself. She noticed a smalls device on the side of the
wall. She pressed it in and the door rose upward. Dust blew in Lara’s face
and cooled off the sweat on her forehead from the humid forest. She stepped
inside and saw a long hallway into darkness. She took a step in and
continued forward. She turned on her utility light to illuminate the way.
She then heard a rumble from behind her. The floor beneath her began to
split open up and spikes started to rise out of it. Lara ran for her life,
and her feet were running out of room to keep moving. She could feel the
needles against her knees. A statue overlooked her from above. Lara got an
idea, she pulled out her grapple and attached it to the statue and swung to
the other side. She loved the thrill that it gave her and then saw a light
up ahead. The light was coming from the ceiling and shining down in a huge
room with a large statue of the goddess Freyja. Lara approached the
beautiful statue and stood admiring its beauty. “The Norse Goddess Freyja,
In the Eddas, Freya is portrayed as a goddess of love, beauty, and
fertility. Blonde, blue-eyed, and beautiful, Freyja is described as the
fairest of all goddesses, and people prayed to her for happiness in love.
She was also called on to assist childbirths and prayed to for good
seasons.” Lara said to herself. “Looks like the Norse settled here as well.
The pocket watch’s hands began to spin. “This must be the source of the
specific magnetism that it was picking up.” Lara walked over to the statue
and noticed it was made out of a strange type of rock. “This material must
be giving it off.” Lara said stroking the sharp stone. She then noticed a
carving in the statue. It was in her fathers handwriting. “Like your mothers
symbol of our love, she embraces it with her gentle touch.”
Lara then noticed something, a device in front of the statue. Lara
walked up to it and studied it. “these must be ancient controls” Lara
touched one of the switches and the statue began to move. Lara then moved
another switch and the other arm began to move and she figured out each
section controls different parts of the arm. Lara then spotted a stone
necklace carved onto the statue. “That must be Freyja’s necklace, said that
when she wore it not even the gods could resist her charms. It was also her
prized possession.” Lara said to herself in the quiet room. Lara then
remembered her fathers carving. She then thought of what it meant. “The
pendent? That you gave mother. And she touches it with her gentle hands”
Lara repeated and trying to decode it. Lara then figured it out. She fiddled
with the controls and moved the wrist and the arm so then moved toward the
necklace. Lara positioned the hands so they both touched the necklace.
Suddenly a door opened below the statue and revealed an entrance. “Looks
like once again you give me a clue that only I would be able to figure out.”
said Lara walking in the new room. But it was small and empty. Only a light
stand stood in the middle. “Not like father to leave his equipment in a
sight like this.” Her finger activated a switch and the light turned on. It
barely had any power and tried to shine through the dust. Lara moved it
shining it on the wall and more writing revealed itself. Lara approached it
and read it allowed trying to make it out. . “There coordinates” Lara said
after a moment of trying to decipher it. “Zip, where do these coordinates
lead?” asked Lara to Zip over the headset putting the coordinates up to the
camera on the headset. Lara looked down and saw a shiny sleek medal piece
that was the same shape of the piece she recovered from the women. Lara
worried about it later and placed it inside her backpack. She pulled back
the zipper when she heard a noise from behind her. “Lara” said a voice that
sounded exactly like her fathers. Lara zoomed around. She saw a figure again
standing in the entrance in a suit like her father used to wear. “father?”
asked Lara. She stepped closer. The shadow backed up. Lara ran after it and
reached out her hand. As soon as she came in contact, it faded away. Lara
was overwhelmed with emotion including anger and confusion. “Zip did you
figure out the coordinates?” asked Lara getting back to work “I-t looks
like, the north pole.” said Zip. Lara stood up. I need to first see
something first hand, and then I’m In the mood for a little cold” she said.
The black clouds dripped rain on England with several flashes of
lighting. The streets were dark and wet and deserted. Lighting illuminated
the alleyways for a minor second before going back to pitch black. Lara
pulled up in her motorcycle in front of the gates in the cemetery. She took
her helmet off and the rain slid off her black leather jacket and boots. She
then picked up the shovel from the back. Lara pushed open the cold metal
gates and it opened with a screech. Lara stepped through the grass that was
running with mud underneath it. For miles Lara passed an endless amount of
tomb stones in all directions, she was surrounded. Lara’s eyes searched from
side to side looking for something, she then saw something in the distance
and walked toward it. Lighting exploded in the heavens above her, and there
Lara saw a large statue of a man, her father. Lara approached the statue and
the dozens of flowers and decorations around the memorial.
She took a moment of silence pondering over her father. The rain
drops slid down her face masking few tears. “A great Archeologist, An
extraordinary man” was engraved on the statue and “Husband, Father, Legend”
and his time of birth to time of death was written on the tomb stone next to
it. Lara rubbed her hand against the grave. “I’m sorry father, but I must
know this” said Lara. Lara stood looking emotionless. She stabbed the shovel
into the dirt and began flinging it backwards and repeating the process. Wet
mud flew through the air. After moments of flinging dirt, Lara’s shovel hit
something hard. She looked down and saw a Large black casket. She dropped
the shovel to the wet mud. Lara pulled it up close to the surface. She ran
her hand down the edge wondering if she was about to do the right thing and
if she had the courage to do it even. She placed her hand on the latch and
unhooked it. She placed her fingers In the position and barely lifted. The
lid slowly began to rise. The space inside grew larger as it rose. Thoughts
ran through Lara’s head. Her fingers began to shake. Blood rushed through
her veins. The lid was almost completely lifted. Lara couldn’t bare the
sight. She closed her eyes and turned her head. The lid hit the top and
wouldn’t move anymore. Lara was too scared to open her eyes and see. She
knew she had too, she slowly lifted one eye lid and then another and creaked
her neck over to the sight. A skeleton in a ripped dusty suit with dead
flowers in his hand laid still in the casket. Lara could barely stare at the
sight. Her lips trembled, and she backed up slowly. “My father is dead, he’s
right here, my father is not alive” Lara said to herself over and over.
Lara had accomplished what she had come for. She approached the
casket and was prepared to close it shut. She then hesitated and stared at
her father one last time. She reached out her hand to touch it. Her fingers
touched the ripped and torn suit. As her finger contacted the suit. A bright
blue light came from the casket. Lara jerked back and covered her eyes from
the bright light. When the light vanished she turned back to see the
skeleton was different. The bone structure was in a completely different
size then before aswell. Lara thought nothing of it, just more
hallucinations she thought to her self. She accomplished what she had come
for. Lara closed the casket and pushed it back in the dirt and showered the
mud back on top of it. Lara swung the shovel over her shoulder. And headed
back toward the bike. “Lara” said a voice in her fathers tone. Lara turned
and searched the graveyard again. She then looked at a grave and above it
stood Richard. He was smiling and waved to Lara. She stepped forward slowly.
Realizing that digging up her father didn’t help. “Who are you? What are
you? My father is dead!” Lara shouted to the figure. Richard laughed and
stepped back into the shadows again. “Sometimes things aren’t always what
they seem Lara” said the figure. Lara charged at the figure. The figure ran
through he endless rows of graves and Lara charged close behind. The figure
got to the gate and was about to run into the street. Lara almost had him,
he was in reach when suddenly something appeared in front of her and grabbed
her by the wrists. Lara squirmed to get free. “What are you doing!?” said a
voice, it was Zip. Lara tried desperately to break free of his grip but he
wouldn’t let go. “Are you chasing after an imaginary figure of your dad
again!?” yelled Zip with the rain pouring from his face. “Let go of me Zip!”
order Lara. Zip shook her so she would stop squirming. “Its not real Lara!
Its all in your head! Your insane! You have to let this go!” Lara whipped
her hand out from his grip and pulled out a pistol and aimed it at him. Zip
backed up from the gun and the rain dripping off of it. “I’m not crazy Zip,
now if you don’t get out of my way I’ll make you!” said Lara with a cold
look on her face and pointed the gun directly at Zip with her finger tight
on the trigger. “Look at yourself Lara, your obsessed with this, you’ve lost
it” said Zip. Lara looked at what she was doing and came to terms that she
was seeing things and realized what she has done. Lara lowered her pistol
and fell to her knees in the wet mud. And thought over the last events. Zip
walked over to her. “I’m going to end this now, and maybe my head will
finally be at peace.” said Lara. She walked over to her motorcycle and put
on her helmet and the headlight came on and the engine roared. She took off
down the road and Zip looked on in concern.
A polar bear roared into the icy wind with its large thick silky
white coat. The ice began to wither away in the burning sun that was
piercing the below freezing temperatures like a knife. The ice began to
crack and split apart like reproducing germs leaving some animals stranded
on the ice.
A helicopter sped by above. Lara stood in the seat in her thick coat
keeping her warm and the pilot steering next to her. Lara read over the
coordinates that Zip deciphered from the temple and more of her fathers
journal. The helicopter loomed over the endless sea of cracking ice as far
as the eye could see until they came to a stable area. The machine started
going off. “The coordinates say were here. I’ll get ready” said Lara moving
in the back of the helicopter and opening the side door letting the freezing
snow blow inside. Lara put on her parachute and then pushed her snowmobile
off as well. It fell to the ground and then the parachute opened catching
it. Lara signaled the pilot and jumped as well. The wind blew against her
face as she plummeted toward the ice. The ground was approaching fast and
Lara pulled the cord. The sheet flew up in the air and revealed It had a
large rip inside of it. Lara panicked and had to act quickly. She steered
her body toward a small body of water in between two colliding pieces of
ice. Lara took the chance and she crashed into the dark, freezing ocean. Her
bones were becoming numb, she pushed her self to the surface and filled her
lungs back up with air. She climbed up ontop of the ice and saw her
snowmobile next to her. The pilot saw her climb out of the water and
grunted. His skin changed color and his facial and bone structure suddenly
took shape to the man from before who raided Lara’s home. “Stubborn little
peasant isn’t the women” the man said to himself. Lara started up at the
helicopter and unhooked the parachutes. The helicopter came rushing toward
her as if to ram her. She saw the man inside, she hopped aboard her
snowmobile and kicked snow up in the air and ice dust and sped off. The
helicopter kept on her trail through the snow hills. Lara pulled out her
pistol and fired backward. Cracking the windshield but the rest didn’t
leave a mark, they just bounced off like they were nothing.
A large crack in the ice appeared up ahead. Lara saw a snow bank she
could use as a ramp. She sped up the engine and charged up the ramp and then
glided in mid air over the crack. The vehicle came plummeting down. Lara
knew she couldn’t lose him. She saw a dead end up ahead. She skidded trying
not to crash into the snow and faced the helicopter. She stepped off her
bike and took out her pistols. She fired multiple shots but they were doing
anything. She then noticed the rotor spinning on the back. She aimed her
pistols. The cold steel firmly in her hands. She pulled the trigger
launching two bullets in the air. They flew toward the rotor and hit it dead
on. The rotor shattered like glass and flames irrupted from it. The
helicopter began to spin like a tornado and then fell to the ground like a
ton of bricks. A large explosion accrued as it slammed into the ground.
Flaming pieces of metal shot in the air. Lara put her guns back in the
holsters then noticed the large blades spinning right toward her. Lara dived
out of the way as the blades sliced into the snow behind her. Lara gathered
her breath as it became quite and only the sound of metal burning was heard.
Lara got to her feet and went back to the coordinates.
The censors indicated Lara was right ontop of it. She examine the
snow mound in front of her and the large sheet of ice around it. Lara looked
closer in the ice and saw Nordic writing. She knew she was in the right
spot. Lara grabbed the large pick axe from her snowmobile and started
pounding away at the ice. With each swing more and more chips began to fall.
Lara’s breath became shortened as she repeatedly chipped away. She took on
last final swing and stood back. The ice began to crack like glass and then
it all fell away to reveal an icy corridor leading down. “Now that’s worth
all that work” said Lara. She stepped down into the corridor and then her
feet touched stone. The rest of the path was straight ahead and was all rock
and Norse symbols. Lara continued down the path passing by small puddles of
eitr on the side of the hall way. The room got colder with every step. Her
breath almost became ice instantly. The hallway ended and Lara came to a
large door. It had the same symbols as the ones she’s seen before. Lara
pondered for a slight moment. “Better to come prepared” she said pulling out
one of Thor’s gauntlets. She put it on her right hand and it began to glow.
It still had some charge in it from the last time she used it. She placed
her hand on the door and pulled slightly and the door opened with ease. The
room behind it blinded Lara with light. She stepped in and saw herself on a
platform and several more around her with giant snake statues around her,
and way down below lied a large pool of eitr.
Lara peered over at a large door, bigger then the ones she seen
before. It had a hole in it in a shape of a symbol. Almost like a key hole.
Lara began to move when she heard a voice. Across on the far platform in
front of the door Madame Jone and the man from before walked in front of
Lara’s view with a smile on there faces. “You should know by now Lara that
it will take a lot more then that to kill someone like me” said the man.
Lara was confused and stayed quiet. “Hm, for being Lara Croft she sure
doesn’t know a lot.” said Jone. Lara pulled out a pistol.
“What Is your purpose!?” asked Lara.
The man laughed. “to get back the power and control that I had and always
wanted. And your father found and studied the artifacts that we need to get
that” said the man.
“First tell me who the hell are you!” order Lara with her pistol aimed at
The man laughed and began walking. “I can be anyone! And I am anyone!” His
form turned into a variety of different people as he walked. His shape then
turned from a random man to Lara’s father.
“I could even be your very own father” he said in Richards own voice. Lara
became angry. Her eyes were filled with fury, trying to resist going mad
with the pistol.
“But if you really must know who I am, I am the god of mischief, the god of
tricks and outsmarting men.” His shape turned to a man with long blonde hair
with perfect features.
“I am Loki”
“Impossible, I want my answer now!” said Lara refusing to accept
what he said and her gun still locked on him.
“Your surrounded by impossibility Lara. You’re the last human I would expect
to say that, even after everything you’ve seen.” said Loki. Lara thought
over his words and then relaxed her arm and the gun ceased to point directly
“How are you still alive, you were killed by Heimdall in Ragnarok.” Lara
“I believe Jone can give you the answer you desire”
Jone stepped in front of Loki, she walked with perfect posture. “Your father
and I met each other at Harvard University. He told me of a trip to the
artic region. So being the curious women that I was, I followed him here and
upon my arrival I came across a set of Norse ruins much like the one were
standing in right now. In my excavation I came to a set of hieroglyphs
telling the story of a ritual and a machine that could bring the gods back
here to earth. And in the tomb we recovered Loki’s helmet. When we came to
the machine we placed the helmet inside and followed the instructions and
preformed the ritual perfectly and soon enough Loki was back among us. The
second time however, it took much more effort.”
Lara was puzzled by her explanation. “What do you mean the second time?”
Loki’s face was soon flooded with the emotion of anger and frustration.
“I can tell you, but I’m afraid your ears wont like what there about to
hear.” said Loki forcing a smirk.
“I think I can live with it” said Lara serious. Loki put his hands together
and paced casually. “The first time I was resurrected, I did not know the
whereabouts of Thor’s or any of the Gods weapons since they were scattered
to the four corners of the globe after my first death. I heard of your
father, and after learning through a source that he was given a clue of the
whereabouts of Thors treasures, I was intrigued. But his search was going to
slow for my tastes and I seemed to have lost track of him so I took the form
of your father and searched for it myself. Me and some of your fathers
colleges traveled to Cambodia which I thought would be the location of one
of Thors gauntlets. But some wretched harpie mistook me for your foolish
father and killed me, leaving me in that tomb to die and make it look like
Lara’s bones became limp, a wave of emotions fell over her head. “Natla
killed the wrong man. And that would explain the unknown body in the casket
after I touched it, it was Loki‘s.” Lara thought to herself.
Lara was quiet, she just stood like a statue. “So, father could
still be alive?” Lara asked herself. “Then he’s only disappeared, where is
he hiding?” Lara thought. Loki stepped to the large door. “We would also
like to thank you for leading us here” said Jone. Lara knew she had to snap
out of it and focus on stopping them from whatever there purpose was. “What
is it that you both want here, you’ve already obtained all the Norse weapons
my father owns.”
Loki touched the large door. “Your father came across a lot of things before
ever finding Thors hammer. He believed that behind this door lies the very
power of Odin. And with that kind of power, I can do or make anything I
wanted. I could make reality mine.” said Loki. Lara raised her guns.
“That’s not going to happen” she said intently. Loki made an expression
almost like a child laughing. “Then we’ll just have to kill you wont we?”
Jone ran to a treasure box that they kept there artifacts in and pulled out
there weapons. Lara took action and ran to a safe position behind a statue
of Jörmungandr. Loki pulled out Freyr’s sword. The sword began to glow then
it flew out of his hands and shot toward Lara. In mid air it began slashing
at Lara. She ducked and dodged each swipe at her and one cut a centimeter
off her ponytail. Lara was cornered by the hovering sword. She noticed a
sword on the wall next to her and she quickly grabbed it and blocked on of
the swords blows. Lara and the sword clashed several times almost like a
dance. Lara was about to swing when the magic sword quickly disarmed her. It
raised it self about to crash down like a meteor but Lara rolled out of the
way and the sword drove itself into a statue like a nail. It was stuck and
couldn’t escape. Lara was relieved and looked back up at Loki. “The spear
of the Valkyries” said Loki as he held it in his hand. The tip of it
suddenly was engulfed in fire. He tossed it toward Lara like a bullet. Lara
jumped out of the way as it exploded on impact behind her life a wave of
fire. Lara returned fire with a barrage of bullets that flung by Loki’s
head. Jone grabbed the sword and started shooting energy blasts. Lara jumped
on the middle platform with all the statues and took cover there. Her hand
touched the snake statue behind her and the platform activated. The snakes
starting shooting eitr from there mouths, spewing It around and toward Jone
and Loki. The eitr splashed by Jone and the sword fell out of her hands as
she tripped and fell off the edge. She grasped the edge quickly and dangled
over the large pool of eitr. Loki tried to pick him self up around the
puddles of eitr and Lara knew she had to finish this now. She walked over to
the edge that looked out across the pool and pulled out the tablet that she
found under her manor a while back. She held it in her hands and read the
word over to herself. She then placed it down and spoke over the pool of
eitr. “okh eshivar!” she yelled.
Thralls raised from the eitr with there chains and armor dangling
from them. There rotted skin and bones tried to move and they stood staring
at Lara, waiting for her commands. Lara stared at Jone trying to climb back
up. “Kill them!” Lara commanded without hesitation. The thralls understood
with what little brain they had left and moved there ancient bones over to
the side of the room of Jone and Loki. They started to climb up the side of
the cliff from where Jone was hanging like a leaf. Jone stared down at the
dozens of thralls coming toward her thirsty for her blood. Jone started to
panic, her hands growing tired from supporting her weight. A part of the
rock slipped and one of Jones hands came loose and now only her left hand
was supporting her. Loki stepped toward her. “Loki! Help me please!” she
begged franticly. Loki just smiled at her.
“No, actually I like you just where you are” he said.
“what!?” said Jone her hand in agonizing pain.
“you mean nothing to me anymore, your just another peasant.”
Jone almost broke in tears. “ Loki! I thought we were going to rule this
world together, and make it our own as gods!” Jone said explaining her
Loki kneeled down in her face. “I’m already a god, you’ve served your
purpose by bringing me back and now your purpose has expired. Maybe next
time you should learn to never trust the god of trickery and mischief. But
think of it this way, now you do have a purpose, guarding this tomb as a
thrall for all eternity.” he walked off toward the door. The thralls grabbed
Jones legs and body pulling her down. Her hand couldn’t resist, her nails
shattered against the rock and her fingers let go. The thralls pulled her
down and splashed into the freezing steaming eitr. She fought to get out but
the thralls kept pulling her under. Her hand was held up as if for someone
to grab it, but noone did and it with the rest of her body sank into the
Loki ran to the door and cast a spell under his breath and tried to
open the door. Thralls limped toward him. Suddenly Lara appeared behind the
army of thralls. “stop!” she commanded. The thralls stopped in there tracks.
Loki continued casting his spell. Lara pushed her way through the crowed
with her pistols in hand. She stood staring at Loki. “If you were brought
back with Norse technology, then you should have eitr in you somewhere, so
then this should work.” Lara said. Loki ignored her. “okh eshivar” Lara said
clearly to Loki. Loki stopped his spell and he faced Lara frozen stiff. Lara
walked toward him. Keeping her eyes locked on him. “there are many questions
that I wish to ask you, but I don’t have the time for them sadly. But there
is one that you will answer.” Lara got close to Loki’s face, her eyes locked
on his. “Do you know where my father is? And is he still alive somewhere in
this world?” asked Lara in a stern voice.
“No, I have no idea where your father may be or if he has moved on to the
next world.” said Loki in a slightly frightened voice. Lara pulled her face
back, unsatisfied with his answer but expected nothing more. “I command you
to turn your shape into a thrall.” Loki morphed his skin into the rotting
form of a Viking thrall. “and I command you to guard this tomb with the
other thralls and make sure noone ever disturbs this place again and do
nothing else other then that.” Lara said. Loki and the other thralls limped
off across the tomb and left Lara alone with the door. Lara then saw on the
floor near the edge a small silver piece like the two she found before. She
slowly put her backpack down and pulled out the other two pieces. Lara
approached the door and read the Nordic inscription carved into the
front. “Those who disturb this sanctuary without the three keys must guard
the power of Odin for the rest of there days.” The three silver pieces fit
together into a tri symbol like shape and Lara plugged it into the door. The
door lit up blue with Norse symbols and the locks unlatched themselves. Lara
slowly opened the door and saw that there was grass and dozens of trees full
of fruit in the small room. Lara stepped in and felt the warm air. And saw a
light in the center ontop of an altar. She then saw a man walking in the
distance. The man turned his head, Lara dropped her pistols to the ground
and her eyes grew large. “father….”
NOTICE: This story is a work of fiction. Lara Croft, her likeness,
and the Tomb Raider games are all copyright of EIDOS Interactive. There is no challenge to these copyrights intended by this story, as it is a
non-sanctioned, unofficial work of the author's own.
Entry for the 4th Village of Tokakeriby Tomb Raider Story Competition, 2009.