This is a crossover fanfic of Tomb Raider; Indiana Jones; and Beetlejuice with Lydia Deetz (Winona Ryder) as the protagonist. It is not for profit and does not seek to violate the rights of any company or person owning the above franchises. Translation done with DeepL and myself, sorry for grammar and punctuation errors, thank you.
LYDIA DEETZ AND TOMB RAIDER
Capítulo 1: I came here because of a dream
A little Lara was running on a field of multicolored flowers, in her arms she held several flowers and took them to a young woman who was sitting and gently looked at the horizon.
“Aunt, make me a wreath of flowers!” said the little girl smiling broadly so that you could see her mouth, which was missing some baby teeth.
The woman agreed to the girl's request and after a brief moment crowned the girl with a beautiful wreath of flowers.
“Thank you, Aunt Evelyn!” said the girl as the woman smiled gently at her....
Lara opened her eyes and sat up on her bed.
“It was a dream... Aunt Evelyn...” Lara took the palm of her hand to her face and noticed that it was furrowed with tears.
Lara dressed quickly and headed for the front door of her mansion.
“Winston, book a plane ticket for North America," Lara ordered the butler and he bowed and made the reservation without saying a word when he noticed her mistress's strong look.
“Where are you going, Lara?” His hacker friend, Bryce, asked her, but Lara did not answer him and opening the doors of her mansion abruptly, walked straight to her car.
Bryce watched Lara accelerate the car furiously and get out of sight.
“What's gotten into her?”
Upon arrival at the airport, Lara got a cargo plane for her luxurious car, while she flew in a commercial plane, first class.
"I wonder why I let so much time go by," thought Lara, as she asked for a glass of champagne to calm her nerves.
The woman remembered how she admired her aunt Evelyn, had left school to attend the birth of her cousin, then went away for a few years and went back to America, but this time to attend the funeral of the lady she admired. She remembered in a diffuse way the image of a little girl with short black hair and crying, she also remembered the argument she had with the widower, she could never understand how Evelyn ended up marrying such an unpleasant man.
In the end, she cut off contact with the girl and never thought about her again until this moment.
“How stupid I was, how I wish I could kick myself.”
The flight lasted longer than Lara would have liked, but it served to calm her anguish. Contacting Bryce, she discovered that the man had remarried and moved his family to a small town called Winter River.
Lara thanked her friend because if it wasn't for him, she would have gone straight to New York.
Once in North America and in command of her car, she left for the village to meet her cousin, a girl named Lydia Deetz.
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In Winter River and unaware of the woman's arrival, a girl in gothic attire reviewed the photographs she had developed in her darkroom.
“The quality went as I expected," she said in a beautiful voice as she looked down at the houses at the foot of the high hill where she lived.
The wind began to blow stronger, rocking the girl's long, deep black hair. The girl then looked up into the sky and huge, black eyes rested on the white clouds that stretched over her at the time, clouds that could not compete with the white skin of the girl just below them.
Then the sound of a camera flash was heard and the girl turned around and saw how her friend had just taken a picture of her.
“I couldn't resist, you looked beautiful, Lydia," said the boy.
“Thank you Percy," said Lydia and then the boy returned the old camera to her friend.
The two friends were watching the changing weather, and every moment that passed seemed to portend the arrival of a storm.
“Will there be a storm Percy?” Lydia asked.
“Yes, but it'll pass very quickly.”
“Too bad, I love to see the lightning strikes in the distance and illuminating the sky and the houses in a spectral way.”
“I don't care about the lightning, Lydia, but the thunder makes me nervous.”
“It's just thunder Percy, the sound would never hurt you," said Lydia, when they saw a very fancy car coming up the hill, one of those super-rich sports cars that cost an average of $900,000 each.
The luxurious car stopped at a respectable distance from the two children and a woman in thin, elegant clothes got out of the car. Despite the prevailing wind and cold, the children saw that the woman did not seem to be shivering despite the fine fabrics she wore, she was certainly accustomed to adverse weather.
As the woman grew closer and closer, Lydia could see that she was very tall, had some dark glasses, but she immediately took them off revealing eyes with a strong and penetrating look, however, the woman had a nervous smile at the time.
“Lydia, are you Lydia Deetz?”
“Yes, I'm Lydia, and you...?”
“I am Lara Croft, I would be like your cousin, well a distant cousin.”
Lydia was very surprised because her father never mentioned a cousin by that name to her.
Lydia, it's time for you to come in the house! His father called out to him and when he saw the newcomer he stood still like a statue.
“Croft.”
“Charles.”
Charles, seeing that the storm was beginning, invited the woman into the house and introduced her to his wife Delia. The atmosphere couldn't have been more tense, it seemed Delia knew who the newcomer was and the animosity was evident to the eye.
The adults rushed the conversation as much as they could so they could get rid of Lara, but Lydia reprimanded her father.
“You never told me I had a cousin named Lara.”
“I always knew you were a miserable Charles," said Lara suddenly.
“And what did you want me to tell her? That her cousin in England is a grave robber," replied frowning charles.
Lara had the impulse to beat the man like the worm he was, but she held back because of Lydia.
“We don't want the neighbours to see us with such dubious company," Delia spat to her. Lara fulminated her with a wild look and then put her glasses back on.
“Okay, I know when I'm not welcome, I go back to England.”
“Don't go, please!” Lydia begged her.
“Please stay.” Percy begged her too.
Lara looked closely at the two children and then invited them to go with her.
Charles and Delia, exploded furious and Lara with a calm voice asked the two children to wait for her next to her car, fortunately the storm had passed.
Lydia and Percy could hear the three adults screaming and after a while Lara came out to them.
“It is settled, Charles and Delia give you permission to come with me. We can't go to England, but we can go all over America.”
The children were relieved and Lara waited for them to pack everything they needed.
“And to think the holidays started yesterday, Lydia!”
“I know Percy, it will be nice to travel with Lara.”
The children rushed to pack their things and after saying goodbye to the two adults, they were in a hurry where Lara's car, so they wouldn't change their minds.
Lara was driving and stopped halfway down the highway at a bend. In the background you could see how the sun was bathing the clouds in golden before setting in the horizon.
“Forgive me, Lydia.”
“Why should you have to apologize to me?”
“I forgot you, after your mother's death, I didn't try to contact you.”
“There is nothing to forgive Lara," replied Lydia, saying her cousin's name, and the woman turned her face and saw the girl's beautiful smile.
“Thank you, Lydia.”
“How did you suddenly decide to come and see Lydia?” Percy asked.
“I came here because of a dream, I dreamt about your mother Lydia, I'm sure she wanted me to visit you. But tell me, what's your story, Percy?”
“We'd better tell you when we get to a hotel, or else you'd get very nervous driving," Lydia said enigmatically.
“Believe me, Lydia, there's nothing you can tell me that might surprise me.”
“Trust my Lara, you'll be surprised.”
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Lara took the children to a hotel and there Lydia asked her cousin to sit down because the impression would be very strong.
Lara smiled amusingly in front of the children and then sat on the edge of the bed.
Percy stood in front of Lara and then pulled out his ears and cat's tail.
Lara opened her eyes wide and nodded strongly.
“Okay, this is new.”
Percy sat next to Lara and asked her to carefully touch his tail and ears to make sure there was no deception.
Lara did so and then Percy turned into a black domestic cat, which jumped to the thighs of the woman, who was startled this time.
“I told you you'd be surprised," said Lydia with a mischievous smile.
“I see, but how is that possible?”
Lydia told Lara how Percy stopped being a house cat and became a cat boy.
Although Lara had gone through numerous adventures and fought against human and supernatural forces, she was first surprised by Lydia's story, and then outraged when Percy continued the story of how Charles and Delia were about to marry Lydia to a supposed oil billionaire.
"Fucking Charles and Delia," thought Lara. "If I see them again I'll beat them... although this is also my fault for neglecting Lydia. I promise I will never again cut off contact with Lydia and Percy."
CONTINUARÁ...
This crossover fanfic is for fans of Lydia Deetz (Winona Ryder), Gothic princess of the big screen and cartoons. If you haven't seen the movie Beetlejuice, I recommend you to do it, which is one of the best movies Tim Burton made (batman 1 and 2, a nightmare before Christmas, the bride's corpse, etc.).
Percy the Black Cat, Lydia's pet, belongs to the American-Canadian cartoons of the Ellipse and Nelvana companies, but Percy, the CAT BOY, is a work that comes from my two previous fanfics: Lydia deetz and the house's ghost, and Lydia Deetz and the hawaiian ghost. They are re-tellings of the movie Beetlejuice and the script of what should have been the sequel but was never made.
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