A/N: Hey, look, I posted the epilogue already! :D I'm good, aren't I? No?
Still pissed I left this dangling for so long, with the last chapter eleven
ending in a cliffhanger? Yeah, my bad. But if you guys hurt me, I can't
post the sequel! Just remember that.
Disclaimer: Tomb Raider and all things associated with it belong to Eidos and Crystal Dynamics.
Epilogue
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Lab
Cambodia, September 6th, 2003
It consumed all, the fire's brilliance flickering and dancing beneath the silver effulgence of a lightly drifting moon. The building rippled in an ethereal haze, partially sheathed by curling smoke from the cold indigo eyes observing the morbid scene.
Screams tore the night, echoing high and long across rolling landscape.
He watched emotionlessly, a single lit cigarette dangling from thin lips.
A sudden explosion trembled the ground beneath the bike he casually straddled, an immense fireball ascending the night sky. He felt the concussion deep in his bones, its ferocity jarring him forward into both handlebars.
This triumph was the direct result of two weeks of intense searching; in two weeks he'd located Karel, infiltrated Karel's Cambodian quarters, and then razed it to the ground, destroying years of the Nephilim's work, not to mention many of his best scientists. Now it lay in smoldering ruins before him.
The night lay silent and still once more.
His part in Karel's Great Work would no longer be needed; not with all Karel's information and experiments destroyed. Kurtis' blood, the elixir which Karel had been convinced would be the only salvation for his hybrid army, was no longer useful with no regenerated humans to inject it into. Karel's blood, impure and tainted, could not keep them alive, his experiments dying horribly after they'd been implanted with gentic-altering DNA in an attempt to shift their gentic make-up to that of one of the immortal Nephilim. Kurtis, as the last surviving member of the Lux Veritatis, was to provide the final link, the last piece of the puzzle Karel needed to ressurect his race.
Though undeniably still alive, Karel was a ruined man. The Sleeper had been destroyed by Lara herself, and now the rest of his experiments set to flame by Kurtis' own hand. World domination seemed unlikely, now.
The thought curved thin lips in a smile. Still watching from beneath long bangs, Kurtis flicked aside his cigarette, smashing it beneath one booted foot. Then, with a throaty roar, his motorcycle growled to life, its cry trailing far into ebony sky.
A/N 2: 'Kay, dear readers, that's it for Into the Dark. Keep your eyes peeled for 'Fallen In Light,' the sequel to this, which I'll post soon, I promise. I already have almost 50 pages of it written.
Disclaimer: Tomb Raider and all things associated with it belong to Eidos and Crystal Dynamics.
Epilogue
________________________________________________________________________
Lab
Cambodia, September 6th, 2003
It consumed all, the fire's brilliance flickering and dancing beneath the silver effulgence of a lightly drifting moon. The building rippled in an ethereal haze, partially sheathed by curling smoke from the cold indigo eyes observing the morbid scene.
Screams tore the night, echoing high and long across rolling landscape.
He watched emotionlessly, a single lit cigarette dangling from thin lips.
A sudden explosion trembled the ground beneath the bike he casually straddled, an immense fireball ascending the night sky. He felt the concussion deep in his bones, its ferocity jarring him forward into both handlebars.
This triumph was the direct result of two weeks of intense searching; in two weeks he'd located Karel, infiltrated Karel's Cambodian quarters, and then razed it to the ground, destroying years of the Nephilim's work, not to mention many of his best scientists. Now it lay in smoldering ruins before him.
The night lay silent and still once more.
His part in Karel's Great Work would no longer be needed; not with all Karel's information and experiments destroyed. Kurtis' blood, the elixir which Karel had been convinced would be the only salvation for his hybrid army, was no longer useful with no regenerated humans to inject it into. Karel's blood, impure and tainted, could not keep them alive, his experiments dying horribly after they'd been implanted with gentic-altering DNA in an attempt to shift their gentic make-up to that of one of the immortal Nephilim. Kurtis, as the last surviving member of the Lux Veritatis, was to provide the final link, the last piece of the puzzle Karel needed to ressurect his race.
Though undeniably still alive, Karel was a ruined man. The Sleeper had been destroyed by Lara herself, and now the rest of his experiments set to flame by Kurtis' own hand. World domination seemed unlikely, now.
The thought curved thin lips in a smile. Still watching from beneath long bangs, Kurtis flicked aside his cigarette, smashing it beneath one booted foot. Then, with a throaty roar, his motorcycle growled to life, its cry trailing far into ebony sky.
A/N 2: 'Kay, dear readers, that's it for Into the Dark. Keep your eyes peeled for 'Fallen In Light,' the sequel to this, which I'll post soon, I promise. I already have almost 50 pages of it written.