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Old 07-07-11, 19:12   #6
larafan25
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Ok. I'm already done. However I am happy with it.

Although I do have one question...

Are we allowed to make sequels of the same story for other compeitions? Because I feel like this one may need a little more explaining.

Anywho, here it is...

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Sea of Love


The Cortex smashed onto the ground, spraying out beams of bright light and in a matter of seconds burst into a mess of smoke and ornate debris. Hot embers bounced over Lara's body as it lay limp in the flooded mess of 1950's memorabilia.

The brightness gave birth to a new place and a new time. The doors to the parlor swung open by themselves revealing a community of social uprights and a daunting mission. Dressed for whatever the occasion, Lara was wearing a long red dress with her hair in a fancy up-do. Although somehow that did not matter, she was already a misfit to this world. As Lara walked through the crowd of flaunted wealth and unfriendly superiors, she felt sympathy. Or, what may have evolved into empathy. Not because they were living a delusional life of streamlined milestones and carelessly lavish getaways which Lara was able to escape, but because she knew their fate. A wet grave and an unsolved mystery. As depressing as that was, Lara had already died by fire, she did not want to drown next. Lara had to change her fate in a matter of minutes by expressing her understanding of space and time, by mastering the cortex. But first, she had to find it.

At this point in her career, raiding a tomb was a piece of cake. However, raiding a tomb in which its inhabitants are still living and not possessed by a demon was a first for Lara. With that thought the lights went out on Lara. The ship was pitched black and the echoes of the ocean seemed louder through all the screams and gasps. A man flicked on his flashlight and shouted “Don't worry!”, the rest was all muffled by the harsh realization of Lara's predicament. Pushing through the crowd and knocking people over, Lara approached the man and tore the flashlight from his hand apologizing. Beneath the adrenaline and leadership taking over, Lara could not help but feel sorry for the victims of this disaster, the victims of her intrusion years later which would disturb their eternal slumber.

Kicking down the locked security access door, Lara decided to take time out from her distractions. The labyrinth-like dark halls of the ship were glad to accommodate for her changing mind-set. It was time for Lara to let herself in on a secret she'd been keeping. A group of Italian mobsters would be delegating cash and stolen goods in the comfort of the V.I.P. Lounge featuring a backup generator and bright fluorescent lighting. As if agreeing with her premonition, the flashlight died and Lara confidently threw it to the ground which was now covered in a foot of water. Fumbling as she sprinted around corners, Lara was looking for a light."There!" Lara said as she verified her discovery, soon realizing that she was completely weaponless. She couldn't burst through that door without guns. Mother Nature on the other hand, didn't care. The metal doors to the ship's external quarters began to bulge and the screws flicked off one by one. Just as the final screw became loose, Lara kicked down the V.I.P. Door and left the rest to fate.

Floating around the room was a large X-shaped medallion, grasping onto it as her mind began to haze, Lara gazed over a photograph floating by which displayed a collection of passengers outside the ship and ready to board. In the middle, second row up was a tall woman in a long red dress with her arm around a blond man. “I know....it's not over”.

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