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Disclaimer: I do not own Tomb Raider, or anything connected to the Tomb Raider franchise that includes its games, characters, ideas or related media. This is non profit.

Chapter List
- 1-Aldwych Assault
- 2-Dangerous
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Tomb Raider Chronicles Part 1- Aldwych Assault

Sunday 18th April 2010

Authors notes

'This' means someone is thinking.

* * * * means a timeskip, may be a few minutes, may be a few hours...

This story’s goal is to make at least one story about each of the Tomb Raider games- this first chapter takes place during Tomb Raider 3, during the Aldwych London level.

Disclaimer: I do not own Lara Croft or anyone or anything involved in the Tomb Raider series, this is totally non profit.

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Lara Croft, globe hopping, archaeological wunderkind super heroine was on her latest extraordinary adventure...

Down in the dark, depressingly bleak and dingy depths of the disused (ruined) Aldwych subway station in London, England.

It was truly miserable down here, Lara had already endured British weather, mud, crawled through filthy industrial tunnels, navigated metal grates, swum through freezing cold water and despatched masked torch wielding lunatics- and it didn’t look like her night was going to improve anytime in the near future.

The adventurer had recently found and activated a mechanism to turn at least part of the stations power back on. She sped off strongly wanting to escape from this dreary labyrinth as soon as possible.

She leapt down into a tunnel that seemed in better condition than many others she had seen- as though it still actually ran. A noise ahead of her froze the usually fearless woman’s blood...

...the unmistakable screech and rumble of an approaching train.

‘This is extraordinarily bad timing.’

Possibly the worst timed fully functioning subway train in the world roared down upon Lara with rapid speed. Staying calm in the midst of this latest life or death situation Lara saw ahead of her an opening-possibly an alcove, possibly a tunnel. Knowing it was too late too turn around Lara used her superb athleticism to the fullest bringing forth near superhuman speed...

...and charged right at the speeding train.

She dove into the life saving tunnel avoiding being crushed by the train by a matter of inches.

Lara Croft kneeled on the filthy, uneven ground catching her breath and giggling in relief.

‘Ha. It’s a new one to dodge being killed by a tube train.’

She detected movement close to her and looked up-to see a blur of motion before something hard and heavy struck her head sending her into blackness...

* * * *

The indistinct sound of shouting in the distance brought Lara painfully back to the land of the conscious.

Blinking her eyes back into focus and attempting to shake a possible concussion out of her head Lara discovered the identity of her attackers; the garishly masked meteor fragment induced human mutations known as the Damned.

The bizarre creatures stopped their quarrelling and turned to stare down at Lara who had realised (whilst lying on the cold stone floor of what appeared to be a platform station) her arms were tightly tied behind her back with her weapons missing.

Despite the situations Lara did a good job of keeping fear from showing on her face. ‘I’ve been in worse situations than this... actually i really have...’

She stared unimpressed at the masked faces of her captors; she counted them (five), looked their grotesque twisted bodies up and down to gauge their abilities.

She then remembered the gang of mutants had been shouting amongst themselves about their prisoner and Sophia Leigh- the current object of Lara’s wrath.

One of Damned broke away from the formerly quarrelling group, he grabbed Lara up off the floor and dragged her to a broken bench overlooking (presumably) disused tracks. He roughly sat her down on it.

‘Better than lying in the dirt i suppose.’ Lara decided as she shifted to make herself comfortable in defiance of her captors.

The mutant ordered (through warped gums) Lara to tell them everything, starting with why she had invaded their territory.

“I have no quarrel with you, i came here to find a way to sneak into Leigh’s...”

“Leigh!” One of the creatures yelled. The sewer dwellers began arguing again.

“I guess the rumours about Leigh experimenting on humans is true...”

“The... one called Leigh, she is responsible for...” The speaker removed his mask and waved a hand over his warped face. “...This. She used humans as guinea pigs for her experiments then abandoned us here.” His twisted face twisted further with rage. “And now you show up. What does that sick bitch want from us now? Hasn’t she taken enough?”

‘They think i work for Leigh... this isn’t good...’

“I don’t work for Leigh, i am here to take from her, something incredibly dangerous. I am not your enemy.” She protested.

“We don’t believe ya.” Another of the troll like beings growled.

“You will tell us what that bitch Leigh wants... you just need the proper motivation...” Another of the twisted creatures slurred through misshapen lips.

The creature looked Lara up and down; their intruder was an amazingly attractive woman on her own, the outfit she wore (a sleek black catsuit- almost looking like rubber, with short sleeves, fingerless gloves, a large belt with guns, boots with belt straps and a zip from her impressively sized cleavage down her front that went to her crotch) increased her sexual allure considerably. Lara wore it because it gave protection from the weather (she wasn’t in an exotic tropical country or desert this time), and its skintight nature was perfect for breaking and entering. The fact that it made her appear not unlike a BDSM fantasy was not something that had occurred to her.

Neither had the fact that the outfit left almost nothing to the imagination.

Lara’s calm faltered as she looked around and focused on the unmasked faces of the creatures surrounding her. Her eyes widened and her blood froze as- by seeing the looks on their warped features and deranged eyes she could tell what they were going to do to her. She twisted in her restraints to fight back, or escape. She would not submit to this.

The Tomb Raider twitched with fear as one of the damned touched her hair fondling the long braid in her hair, then moving up to her head and threading her fingers through her wet and slightly grimy hair.

Lara gritted her teeth- she had never begged in her life and he was not going to start for these freaks. She did however twist her wrists in obvious fear trying to get out of the ropes holding her arms together behind her back.

A damned in front of her grabbed her right breast, as Lara looked down at the groping hand in fury she noticed the hand actually had six fingers all with skin peeling off more like a snake than any human skin condition. The six fingered, maybe reptilian hand squeezed through Lara’s catsuit, a smile of yellowed, cracked teeth formed on his diseased features as he felt a large mound of soft flesh even through the feel of cold rubber.

Another robed monster grabbed her other breast- this one was more aggressive, grabbing a hold of skintight material, squeezing hard then twisting the captured mound hard clockwise, then counter clockwise, then repeating with violent force as Lara squeezed her eyes shut and focused on how she was going to kill these freaks when she escaped...

Two more of Leigh’s cast off science experiments made their move; one that looked like the star of ‘Hunchback of Notre Dame the movie directed by Tim Burton’ kneeled in front of Lara and pulled her long legs apart with amazing strength, then focused his unwanted attention there by loudly sniffing at her crotch. He held her legs open by holding on to her knees and began licking the space between her legs. Lara stared at him in disgust and bewilderment as the creature licked the black rubber-like material clothing her. The monster moved on to running his tongue across her long legs, coating the black catsuit in its disgusting saliva.

Standing to Lara’s left the second robed beast unbuckled his frayed trousers, reached in to grab his cock and began rubbing it preparing it for their prisoner.

There Lara sat; on a broken bench in an abandoned subway station whilst five grotesque mutants violated her, she hoped that this was all they would do, but knew it was foolish to believe that this was even close to the worst to come.

Soon, the two Damned indulging themselves with Lara’s remarkable chest took hold of her bodysuit’s zipper, they pulled it down right to her groin agonisingly slowly.

The assembled monsters stopped what they were doing to stare at a large black workout bra containing the largest breasts they had ever seen on such a trim woman. The Damned who had been twisting Lara’s chest left and right grabbed the bra angrily- as though the garment was committing an offence by concealing Lara’s assets from him and tore it from her body exposing Lara’s perfectly formed breasts for their viewing.

After a lot of crude gawking, the pair returned to Lara’s breasts; molesting them, now without any material in their way. Lara’s now bared D-cup’s were poked, squeezed, twisted... practically mauled by the clearly happy robed mutants. Lara attempted to ignore their violations and focus on continued attempts to break her bonds as her captors played with her body.

‘I’m going to kill you. I’m going to kill you all.’

“Gah!”

Lara broke her silence as the two abusing her chest pulled her breasts painfully far away from her chest, opened their mouths then swallowed Lara’s nipples (Lara’s breasts were far too big for them to get a whole boob into their mouths, but a single nipple was possible). Lara stared down in righteous fury as something pulled hard on her nipples- she realised in disgust that the pair was sucking on her tits.

‘Do these freaks expect me to lactate or something?!?’

The two continued working on her breasts, stopping to lick and bite on untouched areas covering her entire massive cleavage with saliva and tooth marks.

To Lara’s left, the damned who had been masturbating to get his cock working had reached full erection. He turned around and Lara saw him in light for the first time; for a second Lara thought the figure had some version of the Black death; he was covered in crimson buboes; his face, neck, even his cock. Lara could only gasp and stare in horror.

“Don’t you dare...” She stammered as the hideous cock floated towards her face.

She turned away only for the Damned member previously playing with her hair to take hold of her head and force her to look straight at the most hideous cock in the world. The damned behind her held Lara’s head in place with one hand and reached around to her chin with the other. It forced her mouth open.

“Gnnnnnaaaa!” Lara yelled through her forced open jaws only to be silenced as a ten inch long, bubo covered penis invaded her mouth cutting her protest off.

Lara gasped and choked around the freakish organ, tempted to bite the diseased-looking member off, stopping due to realising that the monsters would do far worse if she castrated one of them.

‘I’ll castrate all of you later... slowly... with a very dull potato peeler...’

Realising there was nothing she could do to stop these monsters, Lara’s usual, supertough, supercool, superconfident, superheroine exterior began to break down, the horror and humiliation of what was being done to her was too much for even this unwavering woman to take...

The mutant raping her face engaged in a steady rhythm in Lara’s forced blowjob, forcing his huge erection down into her throat then pulling back to the point where he almost left her mouth, the Damned holding her head watched enraptured while the two lower down continued sucking on her tits oblivious or uncaring.

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Soon the forced fellatio became faster, more violent as the seemingly plague ridden Damned struggled to hold back his orgasm.

‘I’m going to kill all of you... it’ll be slow and painful. I’ll torture you for so long you’ll think pain is a career... i- what?’ The captive woman’s inner ranting was cut off when she noticed the Damned that was holding her head had released her. The foul vermin had taken hold of Lara’s catsuit and pulled it down past her shoulders to her waist. Lara didn’t understand the significance of this until a moment later when the almost forgotten freak between her legs grabbed the open sides of her now loose garment and pulled hard removing clothing from her groin area. Now, only thin, black underwear stood between the kneeling creep and Lara’s most private area.

Obviously having no respect for his captive the loathsome creature leaned forward and licked Lara’s flat belly, tasting her flesh and moving his tongue in a spiral on her perfectly toned athletic form.

As Lara growled around the cock in her mouth, the mutant with the sickly talented tongue took Lara’s underwear in his teeth- and bit through it. Lara gawked as she noticed for the first time that the Damned between her legs had inhuman, razor sharp teeth.

The mutant grinned shark-like (literally), before thrusting its tongue into her causing a wave of disgust to wash over her- about the only thing stopping her from throwing up was the cock that thrusted back and forth in her mouth.

Lara could swear the tongue lapping between her legs was scaled (as in like the skin of a lizard) as she struggled to escape from the foul creatures holding her in place. The others continued their business but looked down in sick envy of who was the first to penetrate this extraordinary beauty, even if it was just tongue...

The monster licked frantically, since being made a monster by Sophia Leigh’s rush to immortality and power, he never thought he would ever taste a woman again- and never one as extraordinary and beautiful as Lara Croft...

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The violation of Lara Croft’s body continued for what seemed like an eternity to the adventurer- the beast raping her face was holding his orgasm back as long as possible to lengthen the time invading Lara’s mouth. The mutant originally holding her hair had kneeled behind the abused woman, reached within her catsuit and went straight to her ass; first moulding the magnificent globes roughly, then taking it further; the sick sewer dweller (using mutated, possibly double jointed digits) managed to get fingers past Lara’s butt cheeks and commenced finger fucking the tomb raider in the ass. The two abusing Lara’s magnificent cleavage had continued coming up with more vile and imaginative ways to attack the countesses’ perfectly formed breasts while the last Damned added fingers to his invasion of Lara’s vagina.

Eventually, the monster thrusting in her mouth broke first; he ejaculated right as his freakish cock was thrust against the back of Lara’s mouth sending a stream of cum straight down the Tomb Raiders throat. He jerked against her face sending several more spurts of seed down into her unsettled stomach. He pulled out and watched with satisfaction as the woman violently retched as though to vomit. She stopped, and turned her head upwards looking the oral rapist in the eyes her message clear; “I’m going to kill you.”

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For an hour or so the five freaks showed surprising coordination and teamwork by swapping places making sure each of them had abused Lara in all of her body parts at least once. The idea of getting information about Leigh from this woman had long since left their diseased minds as they delivered unforgivable torture to the young woman.

Eventually they stopped and the barely conscious Lara dared to hope this was the end of her suffering...

The five monsters dragged Lara from the broken bench she had been sitting on over to a very old, worn down carpet on the floor. She didn’t resist, and couldn’t due to her exhaustion and the catsuit that now wrapped awkwardly around her body.

Two of the five freaks held Lara down while the other three circled her studying their captives form; the sleek and sexy catsuit that once fit her like a second skin had been pulled away from her private parts and now acted almost like chains to the traumatised woman, binding her in torment. Her breasts and buttocks had been bruised by clumsy mauling and biting from the warped sewer dwellers, worst of all was the smell- the stench of cum on her body. Monster seed had dried all over her body and only now was Lara noticing just how much had been released upon her; the sickening substance was in her mouth, all over her face, in her hair, dried lumps were on her breasts where the monsters hadn’t attacked with their mouths, a small reservoir had pooled and hardened between her large breasts.

It was absolutely sickening.

A very, very small comfort was that the special place between her legs was relatively untouched... that was about to change.

Lara stared up at a dim light hanging from the damaged ceiling as the three circling predators stopped. There was nothing Lara could do physically; her body was exhausted to the point of uselessness.

One of the warped creatures spread Lara’s legs and kneeled in between, this knocked some life back into Lara.

“No! Get off me you...aaaahhh!”

She was cut off by the kneeling brute pushing into her with no care or finesse; to Lara it felt like someone had crammed a misshapen baseball bat deep inside her. She thrashed as the abomination joyfully pushed into her as his friends held her down.

Lara continued to rant prophecies of death and mutilation at them while her deformed rapist intensified his assault; he held on to Lara’s hips and pushed in and out of her slowly, making sure every push in penetrated a little deeper than the last. Knowing begging would accomplish nothing with these vermin she focused on the light she had seen earlier, it still glowed dimly from inside the cracked ceiling.

The damned who was raping Lara didn’t care where she was mentally, her body was making him feel things he had never felt before, feelings that were growing in intensity as he forced the adventurer’s body to move in time with his. His misshaped, miscoloured eyes flickered from Lara’s violated opening to her flat stomach speckled with specks of cum, to her swollen, cum stained breasts to her cum encrusted face. Smiling at what he saw, and the useless resistance Lara put up, he fucked her harder and harder.

Lara Croft lay helplessly as the gang of sewer monsters violated her, she was near comatose at this point, the only thing registering in her traumatised mind was the pain and horror as the monster’s cock drove deeper and deeper into her.

The monster finally reached its limit, with one hard, final thrust into her it roared in pain and joy and exploded into Lara, flooding her insides with its vile seed. The monster spasmed and thrust into her several more times after his cock went soft to make sure Lara had received every last drop he could possibly give.

With a hiss he pulled his spent cock out of Lara’s body, mutant sperm leaked from her recently defiled opening, flowed down her bottom and onto the hideous soiled rug she was laid upon.

Unbelievably, the night was about to get infinitely worse for Lara; one of the Damned lifted her up and positioned himself underneath her, while one of his comrades held her up, he grabbed a hold of her buttocks and violently entered her asshole. As Lara screamed at the violation of her rear end the Damned above her pushed her down, one of them sat down on her broad chest sandwiching his cock in between her large boobs. Lara looked down at the cock being engulfed and disappearing between her bruised boobs and screamed again when she felt a third cock penetrate her in her vagina just as brutally as the last one. Her mind visualised what these five freaks wanted to do to her causing a further surge of panic. A monster to the left of her grabbed her head and twisted it to the side.

“No you... mummph!” Lara was cut off again as a fourth cock defiled her further by entering her mouth. The fifth and final Damned was kneeling at the right side of Lara’s head, it untied and unbraided Lara’s chestnut coloured hair, wrapped the silky locks around his cock and began pumping into the adventuresses’ hair with glee.

It became an absolute frenzy; the five Damned brutally defiled Lara’s body in five sick different ways; seemingly every potentially fuckable part of the English woman’s body received vicious unwanted attention and they showed no signs of relenting.

The Tomb Raider had given up on any chance of this atrocity stopping, this was obvious by the limpness of her body and how easy it had become to access her mouth. Over and over the gang of mutants would violate Lara’s openings, carelessly ramming their freakish members onto or into Lara’s desecrated body. The Abbington heir simply lay there unresponsive to the assault except blinking vacantly when sperm hit her eyes causing mild irritation. She had even started sucking on their cocks, possibly to make swallowing their disgusting loads less difficult- she had nearly choked the first time...

* * * *

Deep in the abandoned sewers the monsters spent another hour gang raping Lara, their mutations giving them the stamina to carry on their despicable assault longer than humans should be able. There was never any let up for the beautiful archaeologist; she was always being violated in at least one part of her body and whenever one would finish in her ass or wherever another Damned would increase its attack on another body part as though to fill the void...

Finally the gang of monsters had exhausted themselves, pushing their malformed bodies to the limit and defiling Lara Croft in every way they could think of for the moment. They looked down at their prey. In the morning she would tell them everything they wanted to know.

Or they would simply indulge themselves with her again.

They left Lara on the floor without taking any extra precautions- there was no doubt in their minds that they had broken the strangers spirit and that she no longer posed any threat to them...

* * * *

As the last of the Damned went to sleep Lara’s eyes cautiously flickered to the sleeping rapists, then over to her back pack which held her medical supplies, gear... and weapons...

* * * *
Lara kicked open the doors to her bedroom, she had avoided the mansions other occupants upon returning to her ancestral home; Croft Manor.

She ran a bath in her private bathroom-her tub was as deep as a back garden swimming pool. She wondered if even it had enough water to cleanse her of the grime and filth she had accumulated over the past forty-eight hours.

She tore her soiled, defiled catsuit and other remaining clothing off, fully intending to burn the outfit at first opportunity.

Looking into the water Lara froze- lost in thought over the memories of the last two days...

* * * *

Lara had successfully pulled a knife from her backpack and cut her bonds; she had also found a backup 50 cal Desert Eagle that she used to casually shoot the sleeping mutants in the head. Now as she redressed she was trembling with rage that she hadn’t hurt them more.

As if responding to her vengeful thoughts the nearest mutant corpse twitched- then spasmed- the believed dead monstrosity thrashed on the concrete floor, blood now pouring from the gaping wound on its head bubbled and popped as veins and muscles all over the twisting, shifting corpse. The other four corpses began to pulsate with increasing intensity not unlike the one she had been watching in sick amazement.

“Bloody hell...” Was all Lara could say as she realised the mutants were actually recovering from having holes blasted through their brains...
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Seeing her bath was overflowing, sending water to drench the marble floor Lara snapped out of her flashbacks. She turned the tap off. She stepped into the giant tub immersing herself in the scalding hot, clean water.

Lara sank deeper into her bath as she recalled what happened next; she had head shot the mutants again. Having a vague idea of how much time it took for them to regrow brain matter she set up for some payback...

Making sure they were all restrained, Lara began gathering ‘tools’; long sharp pieces of wood, shards of metal, even pieces of glass and barb wire.

Lara picked out a bar of metal- probably broken off from a stair railing; it had grown rusty with age yet still had a sharp tip where it had broken off something. She stalked over to the nearest Damned, grabbed him by the back of his neck and dragged him over to the bench she was raped upon not long ago; she threw him against it stomach first so he was bent over the bench, on his knees with his sickly coloured ass sticking out.

The four other Damned watched in fearful confusion, not knowing what the vengeful woman had planned.

Lara sat on his back, raised her metal bar up at shoulder level in front of her face and held it with both hands.

“Rarh!”

With all of her strength she brought the bar down and drove it straight into the mutant’s ass tearing the ring of muscle and absolutely destroying his anal passage. The Damned screamed- far louder than Lara ever had much to her delight. Adjusting her grip Lara drove the rusty steel deeper into his anal channel... and deeper... and deeper still, tearing muscles and blood vessels and not stopping until she hit bone. Lara sadistically twisted the bar clockwise then anti clockwise within the horribly wounded individual.

In their expertly tied restraints the other four Damned could only watch in horror as their former prey pulled her improvised weapon out from their comrades horridly violated body then drove it back in mercilessly. The Damned Lara rode, sodomised and impaled all at once screamed and begged as Lara pumped his ass with the sharp metal viciously.

Finally, upon driving the metal bar right back to the bone, Lara stepped off him for a moment. She reached into her ever handy backpack and pulled out a roll of black duct tape. She tore several strips off and used them to secure the metal bar inside the mutant’s body.

Checking the bloodstained metal was secure, Lara turned away from the impaled, whimpering mutant and back to the ‘tools’ she assembled several minutes earlier.

She picked up a shard of wood. She ran her index finger across it, nodding in satisfaction when she got a splinter in her digit.

She turned to the four remaining Damned, now desperately struggling to get away.

“Who’s next?”

* * * *

Back at Croft Manor, the countess of Abbington ran her hands through her still grimy hair- cum and blood stains will take a while to get out.

She spared one last thought to the mutants she had tortured for several hours in vengeance for their assault on her;

‘I always had a bad temper...’

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End Tomb Raider Dark Chronicles Part One.

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More Authors Notes

As a special treat here’s a draft i did of this story that i rejected because it made Lara too vindictive and sadistic!

When the Damned came back to life they found themselves stripped naked and restrained in various ways; one had his arms tied behind his back, another had been nailed to a wall with spikes through his wrists and shins. First Lara wanted to see if the Damned could regrow lost limbs; she discovered this by cutting the mutants genitalia off slowly with a hunting knife then stepping back to observe the reaction. To her delight the male organs didn’t grow back. Lara threw the severed appendages onto a rubbish fire that illuminated the room.

From there it was horror like nothing the Tomb raider had ever dealt out; the Damned weren’t totally immortal; their bodies gave out on them after grotesque atrocities inflicted upon them; one Damned had every single joint dislocated by a furious assault with a baseball bat- the creatures meteor fragment induced healing factor repaired the damage- with all limbs out of their sockets, crippling him. Lara left him for last while she tortured his comrades to death; a second Damned had all of his teeth ripped out via stabbing and twisting with a knife, he was then gagged and set on fire while chained to the ground.

Damned No 3 was dismantled piece by piece; first his eyes, ears, nose and tongue were sliced off, then other pieces of the monster were severed; fingers, toes, hands, feet, forearms, legs beneath the knees... by the time Lara realised the former human was dead he was just a featureless head and torso.

The fourth Damned was beheaded- after Lara electrocuted him so many times his flesh burned and cracked and smoke emanated from his reddened, ruined flesh.

Finally, the last of the mutants was held down spread eagle by ropes and spikes through the wrists and shins, Lara sat on his now featureless crotch and dug in to the restrained beasts torso with her knife- she removed his appendix, both kidneys, a large section of his intestines and his bladder before the monsters incredible healing powers gave out and the creatures heart stopped.

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Please review, it gives things to think about. Also i have noticed that some of my fics (like Unwaking moments) get more hits than some of my better written fics like Domination. What's up with that? Domination isn't an OC pairing and never will be.
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