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Summary: The Tomb Raider has come to this quiet little town looking for a legendary artifact.

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Disclaimer: They all belong to Crack-Head Joss and ME, and Core Design and/or Crystal Dynamics. Deal with it. I have.

Time Frame: Pre-series BtVS.

Spoilers: None intended, but if you don’t know what happened up to this point, why are you reading this story?

Character Bashing: None at all.

Feedback: Of course!

Archiving: Talk to me first, please.

Author’s Note 1: Many thanks to Bill Haden and Theo (Starway_Man) for beta-ing this story.

Author’s Note 2: As usual, "word" indicates speech, :: word :: indicates mental communication and { word } indicates a character's thoughts.

Author's Note 3: This is story #15 for the 2012 August Fic-A-Day Challenge.


Outskirts of Sunnydale, CA

March 18, 1993
Early morning

It only took a few moments for her to set up the mental shields she'd determined she'd probably need to locate the temple, but once they were in place, it instantly made things so much simpler.

Being able to actually *see* the pyramid-shaped temple she was searching for, instead of walking past it the way she'd apparently done several times already, would make her self-assigned task much easier to accomplish

And once she actually had the Axe of Sineya in her possession, Rasmussen and those other fools of his ilk would have to acknowledge that there just might possibly be something in the Byranthian Codex worth paying attention to.

Tossing her long plait of dark brown hair back over her shoulder, Lara Croft shifted the straps of her backpack into more comfortable positions and carefully examined the stepped pyramid now visible in the center of what previously had appeared to be an abandoned and dilapidated barn, while checking the area for any potential hazards.

Both of the 18-round magazines in each of her 9mm Heckler & Koch USP Match semiautomatic pistols, as well as the four spare magazines in her belt, were loaded with alternating hollowpoint and tracer rounds – ammunition which she'd also taken the time and effort to have blessed by the Archbishop of Canterbury himself before she'd left home.

Adding those to the blessed, hand-forged, gladius-styled sword she currently had sheathed on her back, Lara felt she was reasonably prepared to handle any of the typically hostile fauna she could reasonably expect to run into, while either inside the temple or just in the general area.

As her eyes automatically took in all the details of the vaguely Mayan influence highlighting the intricate carvings covering the walls nearest her, Lara also reflexively kept alert for any indications of either traps or, what was more likely – attacks by the demonic parasites which were native to the area.

Seeing nothing that triggered any concern, the ‘Tomb Raider’ began heading towards what looked like the main entrance of the edifice in front of her.


After several hours of painstaking and tedious examination of every passageway and alcove she'd encountered in the course of her explorations, Lara finally found herself standing at the threshold of a fairly large, but not oversized, chamber. She wasn't sure at all sure how the sunlight illuminating the chamber was piped into the room, but that was only a minor concern to her at this point in time, considering what she could see only a handful of yards away in front of her.

Situated in the center of the room was an altar, which appeared to be carved from a single block of bone-white marble, and atop that altar was a small stand which held what appeared to be the object of her quest – a red-enameled, short-hafted, lochaber axe.

Curiously, the end of the axe looked as though it had been carefully and expertly carved into a stake, Lara noted with the slightest bit of surprise as she took in the scene.

As she took a careful step forward towards her prize, the world-famous (or -infamous, depending on whom you might be conversing with) explorer and archaeologist was startled to hear a voice speak up.

"I'm sorry to spoil your moment of triumph, child, but I’m afraid you're going to have to leave here, empty-handed," an elderly, white-haired woman dressed in a plain white robe told Lara, as she suddenly appeared out of nowhere by the woman's right side.

As she reflexively dropped back two steps, away from the woman, the brunette's left arm swung up in front of herself a protective arc, sweeping the air clear of any potential attacks even as one of her H&K semiautomatics appeared in Lara's right hand, the sight centered precisely between the older woman's eyes,

"What do you mean, I'm going to have to leave here, empty-handed?" the infamous 'Tomb Raider' demanded menacingly, focusing her attention on the part of the old woman's statement that she personally found most important.

"Exactly what I said, child," the white-haired woman replied, seemingly not fazed in the least by the pistol muzzle only a few inches from her face.

"So, you’re telling me to just leave? Why?" Lara asked condescendingly.

"Because the time is not yet right for Sineya's Blessing to be revealed to the world, my dear," the white-haired Guardian stated calmly, as she stared Lara directly in the eye.

"Events are developing now which require this gift to remain hidden for another decade or so, as best as I can tell."

"I’m afraid we'll have to agree to disagree on that point," Lara replied, her brown eyes narrowing with annoyance.

"You're correct about that much, at least, my dear," the Guardian agreed with a slight smile, before she waved her hand in an intricate gesture.


The chestnut-brown-haired explorer expelled a short sigh, as she shook her head in resignation and turned to head back to her rented Land Rover.

{ Bloody hell. I was *completely* certain that this time I would finally find that bloody Axe, } Lady Lara Croft thought to herself, as she opened the driver's door and settled herself into the driver's seat.

{ All of the references seemed to agree, and this little backwater town would've been the *perfect* spot to hide an artifact like that. }

{ Oh well, never mind, } Lara consoled herself as she drove away, not giving the temple which was still visible in the rear-view mirror even a second glance.

{ I suppose now's as good a time as any to start looking for that crystal skull Jones mentioned during our little meeting last month. }


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