Chapter 3: Blood Ties – Part 2

We walked up to the bank, Rip opened the door for me and we walked up to the counter.

'Excuse me. We'd like to deposit some family heirlooms' Rip stated placing a suitcase on the counter.

'I'm sorry, we're a private bank. We don't secure valuables worth less than $10 million' The lady at the counter said

Well, I'm sure this will suffice' Rip said opening his suitcase to reveal coins.

'Doubloons from the wreck of the 'Esplinade'. They've been appraised at $10 million… a piece' Rip said and the lady buzzed down the boss of the bank, Mr. Blake.

We followed her upstairs and Rip and he walked into the office and shook hands as I sat down.

'Such a pleasure. You won't regret your decision. The Bruemberg Group is known for its discretion' Mr. Blake said

'I'm sure there'll be a fair deal of paperwork to sign' Rip stated

'Not too much. We like to cut through the red tape here. Let me get this one of our safe deposit boxes, and I'll get my secretary to move in on this paperwork' Mr. Blake said leaving with the suitcase.

Rip slowly made his way to the desk and started typing on his computer.

'Interesting, there are records here referring to something called the 'vessel'' Rip explained as I stood up annoyed.

'We have a problem' I stated

'Yeah, I know, none of Savage's funds are in this bank. I'm working on locating this 'vessel' but I'm not sure I'll do so before our new friend returns' Rip replied

'To kill us. The receptionist had a silenced Beretta under her desk. The guards, South African mercenaries. You can tell by the initiation burns on their neck. And our new friend here has calluses on his right hand consistent with being Kuroda-trained swordsmen' I explained

'How do you know?' Rip asked

'Because I have the same calluses, Lewis made me train in every known weapons and hand to hand combat so I could kill his enemies without being detected. Now trust me and let's get out of here because they've probably figured out that we are not Rockefellers who just came into their inheritance' I continued

'Oh, don't be so alarmist' Rip argued

'Pretty sure they made us' I said and turned around to see 6 people standing there with weapons, including the guards, secretary and boss.

'Well, if this is how you treat your customers we might just have to take our business elsewhere' Rip said until I stepped forward and took out the secretary with a throwing knife.

'I thought I specifically said no weapons!' Rip yelled at me

'You can thank me later' I said to Rip before pulling out another pocket knife and walking up to one of the guards and stabbing him in the neck. I tossed him to the side and took out another knife.

'Exactly how may knives do you have?' Rip asked shocked, I smirked threw it at another guard before I walked casually up to Mr. Blake, who had a sword.

'Seems you're all out of knifes' Mr. Blake said point his sword at me. I smirked and shifted into my hybrid form.

'What the hell are you?' Mr. Blake asked shocked

'I'm complicated' I growled and ran at him. I tossed him into the wall and took out two more of his body guards.

'You're a freak, a monster!' Mr. Blake yelled at me.

'You're a freak, a monster!' Lewis Snart yelled at me and kicked me in the gut and punched me in the face.

'Dad!' Leonard called out, holding a baby Lisa in his arms. I spat out a mouthful of blood before turning to Leonard

'Take Lisa out of the room' I told Leonard, knowing full well I was about to get a beating after refusing to kill a little girl today.

'But…' Leonard said softly, looking at me worried.

'It's ok, just go' I whispered before Lewis grabbed a metal pole and slammed it into my ribs, no doubt breaking some of them.

My eyes flashed angrily after the flashback and I jumped at Mr. Blake landing on him in my full wolf form and I growled loudly at him.

'Kaylee?' Rip asked stunned

I dug my claws into his shoulders.

'Kaylee!' Rip shouted

I opened my mouth to rip out his throat.

'Kaylee! We didn't get anything from the computer! We need him alive!' Rip yelled desperately. I paused before I ran out of the room.

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