Slouching Toward Bethlehem
A continuation of Lara Croft Tomb Raider: The Angel of Darkness.

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I do not own any recognisable characters that appear in this piece of fiction. Lara Croft, Kurtis Trent and others are property of Eidos and Crystal Dynamics. The only thing I own is some OCs and the plot. This story was written for pleasure only. I am making no profit from this story.

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» Prologue »

Kurtis’ strange weapon lay in a pool of fresh blood on the arena floor. Lara approached the spot with a growing sense of foreboding, her boots dully thudding upon the metal grating. His body was nowhere to be seen however, which might have been a good thing, except for the voice in her mind which told her he may have gotten up and collapsed elsewhere. Either way, the situation looked quite bleak. There was just so much blood.

She bent down and picked up his weapon, jumping slightly when the blades sprang out and the thing began to glow orange, just like it did when he had wielded it with his mind. She kept a firm grip on it, and it pulled her body in the direction of the open door from which Boaz had emerged. The thing gave one last tug, and then the blades retracted. She smiled a knowing smile, and headed towards the door it had pointed to, an angel slowly fading into the darkness...