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Chapter 7 by Mecha_Sully Mecha_Sully

Does she remember more or is it all that has happened?

Thrust back to reality!

At long last her long flashback finally slowly came to its end as her mind started clearing up. Her hearing return bit by bit making the savage screams and groans more and more apparent.
She laid there unable to move, unaware of her surroundings as the whole sky spun in her head, her body felt like it was being crushed by a terrible weight.

Lara was soon abruptly brought back to reality caused by something slamming against her. As she slowly came to the realization that a creature was now on top of her, it had a familiar aura about itself, something recognizable in it's face.
Then a shocking revelation flashed before Lara's eyes, she had recognized it as the mercenary who had assaulted her not once but twice already and started this whole mutiny.

Her naked body rubbed against the sands beneath her, cold wind brushed against her skin as she started shivering. Her nipples became hard and her mouth dry. She wondered for how long she was out cold.
The creature wildly slammed inside her, not lowering it's pace for even one bit, she felt it's huge balls slamming against her with each thrust.

The creatures tongue sticking out like that of a snake twirling around as the beast drooled down on her filled with lust. She couldn’t move a single inch, he had pinned her down and he was not about to let go anytime soon.

The other creatures stood there waiting impatiently and looking for a chance of their own to have their way with Miss Croft. Lara however had **** but to take it, as much as she didn’t like it, she was completely helpless and left over to their mercy.

It seemed that the mercenary got his wish after all, the thought was sickening to her but the bigger question was, how much of him was left in there. Would he kill her when he is done? His sharp claws could tear through her skin in no time and rip her to shreds. She was scared but had to think of a plan nonetheless, only there wasn’t anything to use, nothing but sand around her.

The mercenary started groaning and breathing heavily as he picked up the pace, slamming away between her legs, she could hardly feel her lower half anymore. Even her legs went numb by now.
It groaned once more, it's cock slid out of her as it fell on her like a heavy log unloading on top of her belly, a stream of cum hit her breasts, another followed reaching her chin as the beast still moved rhythmically even if it was outside her now, the cum even reached her face and quite lot of it too.

It was as if he was getting completely drained, she had never seen so much cum. It was hard for her to breathe as it covered her entire face shooting even up her nose. By now it's cock was close to her face, it held her arms pinned down as it tried to shove it's cock inside her mouth.
Lara resisted but the creature put his hand on her face, it's hand was huge covering all of it. The creature rubbed the cum on her face laughing maniacally, she was almost **** as it shoved thick cum inside her mouth and nose.

Having to react quickly she desperately tried swallowing it as fast as she could but it wasn’t easy doing it with open mouth all the while the beast held her jaw in place still shoving cum inside. She couldn’t see much but a blurred face of the creature from all the cum in her eyes and those long fingers covering her face.

Ever became darker as the dark mist started filling the area, the grip on her face loosened, a cold breeze dried the cum on her face almost instantly.
She opened her eyes, her hands free again, she wiped the sand off her arms. Her vision had gotten clearer by now, she noticed that every single creature had stopped in their tracks by now.

The creatures screaming in pain and falling to their knees. Soon all of them one by one vanished into smoke, leaving only black scorched ashes lying as whole room around her turned black as coal.
She couldn’t be more happier to be alive but still the feeling of fear didn’t go way, feeling that something more sinister is still around her. She sat there resting her hands on the ground, leaning back and looking at the sky. Cum still running down her body mixed with sand, her legs wide open with barely any feeling in them.

''Fuck what a day, should’ve stayed at home. I swear I’m going to kill Alistair if I ever get out alive.'' She called out

''It’s going to be an easy job, just in and out and you’ve got your treasure, all the traps are probably disabled by now too. Well bloody fucking not Alistair, got myself groped by a mercenary, lost all my stuff, got myself almost killed, got fucked by the same mercenary and gave a blowjob to a bloody …bull of all things and now I look like a bloody cake covered in this this…….aaaaagh.

''Now I don’t even know what’s going to happen next, ah who the hell am I kidding. I went to seek this treasure on my own, I was overconfident. I’m the great Lara Croft, well boo fucking hoo, look where it got you…….'' She continues on rambling.

She looked up again seeing 3 silhouettes in the distance with bright red glowing eyes, all of them slowly approaching her. ‘’Not again’’ She thought to herself trying to get up but her legs wouldn’t budge, she was still too weak from before. As the shadowy creatures approached her, it was more evident they were the same as that dark mist from before, only in somewhat human form now.

One pointed his hand towards her as a wave of water came splashing on her, washing away the remaining cum off her body, Completely soaked now she lay there freezing from the cold, it had gotten dark by now with the moon shining above her, reflecting on her wet body.

She finally gained some strength to get up on her knees, looking at the creatures now surrounding her. They were towering high above her, a warm air came from them unlike the cold one from moments ago.

''Anyone strong enough to endure all this without succumbing to the darkness is worthy our blessing, we sense no malice in your actions unlike the others before you.'' The creatures spoke to her in unity.

She was handed a jar with some strange looking fluids inside it, the creature told her to drink it. As she gulped it down bit by bit, she felt her strength returning slowly the more she drank.

''Why didn’t you come earlier if you don’t mind me asking?'' She replied in a serious almost cynical manner but also disappointed that they didn’t do anything this whole time when they could’ve done so, saving her from all this she had to endure.

''You were one of them before, we marked you to die along with them. It is your final actions you have to thank for making us realize you were worth sparing your life.
You could have assaulted those men but instead you chose to lay down and use a more peaceful solution and you endured without breaking.'' They replied again.

She couldn’t remember any such thing, none of it was of her own free will,she wanted to be mad but she was just happy to be alive. They explained that they were the guardians of the sacred treasure, giving her a red silken robe with gold markings all over it.

Putting on the robe she just obtained she followed them through the cage door and into some hallways. She was led slowly to a huge treasury with gold all around her as much as one could want but none of that caught her interest.
What did seem of interest to her and caught her attention immediately was the altar at the end of the room with a bright shining light coming from atop of it, she followed the guardians obediently as she was being led upstairs.

As they approached the altar a figure emerged from the dark opening in the wall, it was a huge man resembling much that statue that was in shambles next to the Minotaur one.

''I am Xzolotecl, my influence still stands strong within these lands as you may have already noticed.'' Spoke the man who was the long lost god everyone feared.

''Why did you take all those men, they didn’t have to die?'' She asked with anger in her eyes.

''Do you not see the corruption, men killing each other just to gain that which is not even theirs to begin with. Brother killing brother to gain more power, people have forgotten their place already and now they’ve come to steal my treasure too.'' Xzolotecl explains in a deep voice.

''Am I not the same then, I have stolen… no make that obtained many treasures in all these years and those weren’t mine either.'' Lara replies.

''No you are different, I sense no evil intentions within you whatsoever. You can be arrogant at times but that is hardly a crime, however your heart is in the right place.'' He replied.

''So you are saying I’m free to take the staff, a relic of immense power that once was your most treasured possession!?'' She asked surprised.

''Yes.'' He answered back, without hesitation.

''I don’t understand, you killed all those men because they wanted to take it from you and now you are giving it to me just like that, what’s the catch?'' She asked.

''The relic is only but a symbol of a once great civilization, it has nothing but sentimental value.'' He replied.

''What about the power then?'' Lara asked curiously.

''There is as much power inside that staff as there is inside any other relic gotten at a pawn shop. Like I said before it’s only of sentimental value. Besides I trust you with it and trust it will be well guarded in your hands should it hold the power you are so convinced it does.''

''You are not going to have second thoughts about this are you? '' She asked jokingly.

''There is nothing to think about and you already proved loyal with your...services.''

He told her as he transformed into the Minotaur, the creature she all to well recognized, before disappearing into the darkness again and leaving her alone with the staff as she looks startled by what she just saw.

This was quickly interrupted as the temple started collapsing but the guardians quickly suggested she follows them. Running through the hallways as they led her the way, just in the nick of time she managed to jump outside as a few debris close off the entrance.

She hid the staff, stepping inside her jeep which was thankfully still parked where she left it, it was among the many jeeps that now belonged to nobody as their owners were long lost in the tragedy that occurred within the walls of the temple.
She drove off avoiding the main roads as she wanted to draw as little attention as possible and get home as fast as she could.

It was already morning and she felt like having a nice warm bath before she plunged her face in her bed and drifted away to the dreamland.

A man dressed in rags watched on as she drove away, his face filled with scars and deformed up to the point of no recognition and his eyes glowing a fiery red.

What does the future hold for Lara?

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