Two Survivors [Lara Croft x Male Reader]

Cliff Rescue...

The bat stopped an inch from Lara's head, she hadn't budged at all, not even flinching as she looked Jason in the eyes, earning a smile from the bandit leader, Lara broke free from her bonds and punched Jason across the face before she was quickly restrained her arms being tied back behind her back. Jason leaned closer to her.

"I am about 50 percent more into you now."

Lara glared at him as Jason smirked.

"Load her up." Jason ordered as his men started to load up the prisoners. 

Y/N and Roth were working on fixing up a plane that was still mostly undamaged, if they could get it working, they could leave the island, that was if the rescue team didn't arrive.

"Y/N, where's the old Spanner?"

"Talking to me right now." Y/N joked as he handed the spanner to Roth.

"Smartarse." Roth remarked as Y/N chuckled, Roth noticed Y/N checking the direction they had come from frequently. "Lara will be fine, she's tougher than she thinks."

"I know, I'm just... who am I kidding, that woman would outlive god trying to have the last word." Y/N remarked as Roth chuckled.

"You know, if your father was here, he'd be proud of you, and if Richard were here, I know for a fact he'd approve of you and Lara." Roth said as Y/N smiled.

"I hope so." Y/N said as he and Roth finished working on the plane. "We should fuel ut up."

Roth nodded and pulled a cover off of a small cart filled with drums that contained fuel.

"Well that works." Y/N remarked as they heard voices.

"The boss said to have one last look down by the beach, in case the other two outsiders are there, if we don't find anything we're to head back to join the convoy transporting the prisoners." A Mercenary said.

"Is it true then, that the girl's killed dozens of our men since she got here?"

"I guess it is. Don't know why the boss wants her alive." The Merc said as he turned to his colleague. "Keep an eye out, I've gotta take a leak."

"Be quick, this beach gives me the creeps." the Merc said, not noticing Y/N had flanked around and crept up behind him before slitting his throat, lowering him to the floor before grabbing the other mercenary as they done their pants back up. He pointed the tip of his knife to their throat.

"Where are my friends?" Y/N asked calmly as the guard struggled against his grip.

"Fuck you." The man said as Y/N chuckled before turning them around so that the man was looking at his dead friend on the floor, drowning in their own blood.